Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 352, Section 044: Past Events (Part Two)
When Chen Ruolan regained consciousness, she felt a faint numbness in her body.

She frowned and gritted her teeth, then shifted her position and realized she was lying on a bed.

This is indoors. The house is simply decorated. Apart from a fluorescent light, there is only a calendar and a low-profile fan humming.

"woke up?"

Chen Xingtong sat to one side, legs crossed, looking down at her phone.

"I'm hungry." Chen Ruolan patted her stomach.

Chen Xingtong said coldly, "It's not lunchtime yet."

"Where's the kitchen?" Chen Ruolan was about to get up.

"Please, do you have any sense of being a hostage?" Chen Xingtong's temple veins bulged.

"Huh? Me?" Chen Ruolan poked the tip of her nose.

She then smiled and said, "It's no big deal since you're here with me."

"Why do you think I can't handle you?" Chen Xingtong was furious. "I even attacked you with a tranquilizer dart, and you're still acting so oblivious."

Chen Ruolan blinked, momentarily speechless, tilted her head, and asked, "Why are you angry..."

"Fuck you!" Chen Xingtong glared angrily, but couldn't utter a curse, and turned her face away in frustration.

"This is so hard to understand." Chen Ruolan stood up and stretched, shrugging her shoulders.

"A normal person would be shocked, angry, and disappointed when betrayed by a friend, but why are you still so calm?" Chen Xingtong rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

"It's not a big deal," Chen Ruolan scratched her head. "Besides, you even stayed behind to take care of me, didn't you? I'm not angry or disappointed at all..."

"Who took special care of you?" Chen Xingtong raised her voice eight octaves and scolded, "It's your appearance that's infuriating! You deserve to suffer such a loss!"

"Really? Hahahaha." Chen Ruolan laughed heartily.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Xingtong glared angrily.

Chen Ruolan immediately composed herself and sat up straight.

Chen Xingtong knew she hadn't listened at all, and her blood pressure inexplicably rose.

"So boring." Chen Ruolan stared longingly out the window and asked, "Where is this?"

"Someone will tell you in a bit." Chen Xingtong rolled her eyes at her.

"Then what can you tell me?"

Chen Xingtong remained silent.

"Why don't we have a chat? Tell me about your story with Chen Ruolan from another world." Chen Ruolan's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Didn't you hear enough last night?" Chen Xingtong asked fiercely.

"We've only just begun, what's next?"

Chen Ruolan suddenly approached, looking radiant.

Chen Xingtong couldn't stand it, took a step back, and said, "Sit back down."

"Good~"

After saying that, he actually spread his arms and sat down next to the mattress, waiting for her to start speaking.

Chen Xingtong couldn't bear to look; it was a miracle that someone like that could grow up to be this old.

"Where were we last night, after we enrolled in school, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Chen Xingtong lowered her eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Later, it was nothing more than the silly daily life of a female college student: playing games, watching anime, and shopping."

She glanced at Chen Ruolan and said, "You also joined the student council, you're incredibly busy."

"That's right, I've wanted to try it for a long time, to serve my classmates!" Chen Ruolan easily put herself in that student-like era, raising her little fist with a smug look on her face.

Chen Xingtong sighed.

What kind of mindset allows one to listen to stories with great interest in places where the situation is unclear?

"Later, we also created a short video account to film some silly daily life moments."

"What content?"

"Hmm... I'll take a picture of you, in roughly this shape, like I'm taking a picture of a monkey."

"Haha, am I really that lively?" Chen Ruolan scratched her head sheepishly.

Chen Xingtong sneered: "This is not a compliment."

“The comments section is full of messages like: ‘Tong Ma, Tong Ma, please don’t let Chen Ruolan play the fool anymore, it’s too convincing.’”

Chen Ruolan laughed even harder: "Hahaha, Tong's mom..."

"Shut up!" Chen Xingtong glared fiercely. "Don't you even know which troublesome bastard got me this nickname!"

Chen Ruolan wisely kept quiet, but the smile in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Do you still want to hear it?" Chen Xingtong glared.

"Yes! Yes!" Chen Ruolan quickly replied seriously.

Just as Chen Xingtong was about to continue speaking, the door suddenly opened with a creak.

She and Chen Ruolan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall man walk in.

Chen Xingtong's voice stopped abruptly, her expression returned to its frosty state, and she turned her gaze into the distance.

The man's face was slightly ruddy, a sign of vigorous blood and energy. His eight-foot frame was unassuming, and his gait was steady and measured.

"Awake?"

His brows weren't particularly sharp, and his face seemed quite approachable.

Chen Ruolan looked him over curiously and asked, "Um, what's your name, big brother?"

"Wen Fengsheng. Temporary head of the 9th District Branch of the Armed Mercenary Alliance."

"Oh."

Chen Ruolan also slightly restrained her temper and asked, "Are you Xing Tong's superior?"

"I wouldn't dare say that. She's an informant for the 16th District branch, and she's only temporarily under my command."

"Are you planning to get involved in the affairs of District 16?" Chen Ruolan asked.

Wen Fengsheng chuckled lightly: "Miss Chen, I haven't even asked you yet, and you're already trying to extract information from us?"

Chen Ruolan chuckled and said, "Ladies first, right?"

Chen Xingtong glanced at him sideways and muttered, "Only at times like this do you still know you're a woman."

"It's fine to tell you, but we'll have to bring it up again tomorrow. Why don't we talk about it in detail tomorrow?"

Chen Ruolan immediately understood and said, "You've already contacted Lao Jin."

"Young people are not suitable to be called 'old'."

He pulled up a chair and sat down, saying, "We arranged to meet him tomorrow."

"Sorry, if I don't bring you in, I'm afraid he won't come."

Chen Ruolan sighed and said, "It seems we've gotten ourselves into some pretty troublesome stuff."

"Who knows, you might just be the trouble itself?"

Wen Fengsheng responded to her.

"Okay. Can I ask you one more question?" Chen Ruolan scratched her head.

"Go ahead and ask," the man nodded.

Chen Ruolan pursed her lips, narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked, "What is your relationship with the breakfast group?"

Wen Fengsheng revealed a knowing look: "I see. You've already figured it out. I was planning to use it as the grand finale surprise for tomorrow's negotiations."

Chen Ruolan glanced at Chen Xingtong with a smug look on her face and said, "The anesthetic Xingtong used is the TYC-952 key-shaped concealed weapon. The first part is the abbreviation of the ID of a guy named 'Tu Yicheng'."

"And when we met, you seemed to recognize my Transformation Box at first glance. Not many people know about this thing. Before that, Lao Jin didn't even know that Breakfast Group's liquid metal technology had matured to this extent."

She glanced around but didn't find her metal box.

"No wonder it's a weapon created by those crazy people in the Breakfast Group."

Wen Fengsheng nodded, ignoring her subtle glances.

"You know quite a lot, so I've pretty much guessed your identities as well."

Chen Ruolan raised her eyebrows: "I didn't expect to run into a sugar daddy here."

"We wouldn't call ourselves big spenders, but we are certainly the behind-the-scenes supporters of the breakfast meetings."

Wen Fengsheng nodded.

"And the breakfast team is our technical support. I should have expected this. A bunch of shut-ins, besides anime girls and scientific research, where would they have such big ambitions?" Chen Ruolan commented.

“It’s not too late for you to know now,” Wen Fengsheng said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)