After being universally criticized online, he cultivates immortality and farms to lead his motherlan

Chapter 9 We Are No Ordinary People

After reviewing the contract, Zhang Nan exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap! I've been wishing for my best friend to become a rich woman for so many years, and now it's finally happening!"

Without even asking what happened, she grabbed Jian Ning's arm and said, "Rich lady Xiangxiang, let me hug your leg."

“Nan Nan, this is an arm,” Jian Ning reminded her.

"I don't care, I'm going to cling to any rich woman I can get my hands on," Zhang Nan laughed. Then, thinking of the situation at Huayue Villa, he asked, "But Ningning, hasn't that place been abandoned for many years? Are you moving there tomorrow?"

"Uh-huh."

Jian Ning did some research on her way back. Huayue Villa has water and electricity, so all she needs to do is find someone to fix it.

It's called an unfinished project, but the main problem is that some villas haven't been topped out yet, the ground hasn't been fully paved, and the golf course area was abandoned before construction even started.

As long as there is water and electricity, she can live there.

Jian Ning shared her idea: "I'll buy a tent tomorrow and go camping there."

Zhang Nan was still worried. "Does it have to be this rushed? Why don't I go with you these next few days, hire a few more people, and clear out the place first, then you can move in?"

Jian Ning did not hesitate at all.

"It's okay, I can move in and settle in slowly."

Since the online storm surrounding her is intensifying, it's not safe for her to stay here. In this information age, staying in a hotel doesn't guarantee that someone won't leak the information.

It was even more impossible for her to be with Nan Nan; she didn't want to cause trouble for Nan Nan.

Compared to that, going to Huayue Villa became the best choice.

No one could have guessed that she would be living in Huayue Villa.

Zhang Nan and Jian Ning have known each other for many years and have been friends for so long, so how could he not guess what she was thinking?

She took Jian Ning's hand, her eyes glistening with tears, and said from the bottom of her heart, "Ningning, don't be shy with me. I'm not afraid. I can face all of this with you. Those haters don't understand the truth at all. Besides, you did nothing wrong."

In this world, often it doesn't matter who is right or wrong.

Jian Ning smiled, reached out and hugged Zhang Nan, gently patting her back to comfort her, "I know."

Her relationship with Nan Nan could already be considered that of half a family.

Even if Jian Ning is wrong one day, she knows that Nan Nan will stand behind her and tell her: Ning Ning, you are not wrong, I will always support you.

Nan Nan will always support her unconditionally.

But that's just Jian Ning's personality. Perhaps it's because of her upbringing. The better the relationship, the less she wants to cause trouble for others.

"Nan Nan, I really want to live there."

Zhang Nan didn't press the matter any further. She knew that once Jian Ning made up her mind about something, she wouldn't change it.

"Okay, then I'll go with you tomorrow. Those irrational trolls online are terrifying; I'm afraid something might happen to you if you're alone."

Gu Yan's fans are indeed very irrational.

Even the death photos were considered mild; the death threats were terrifying for Zhang Nan.

"Okay." Jian Ning nodded in agreement, put her phone aside to charge and turned it on, picked up the pomelo on the table and asked her, "Want some?"

Zhang Nan: "Eat!"

Jian Ning prepared the pomelos and brought them out.

The two chatted and ate at the same time.

As soon as they took the first bite, both of them looked sour.

"Wow, this pomelo is so sour!"

Jian Ning frowned as well, "This pomelo looks so deceptive. I thought it would be very sweet. Don't eat it."

This makes it impossible not to waste food; the sour stuff is simply inedible.

It's not the sourness of lemon, but rather a mixture of one part bitterness and nine parts sourness.

The two were complaining about the sourness of the pomelo when Jian Ning's phone, which was charging to the side, rang.

She went over and glanced at the number; it was an unfamiliar number.

Only her family and work colleagues knew this phone number, and she thought perhaps someone had changed it. She swiped right to answer and heard a male voice.

"Is that Jian Ning?"

Jian Ning didn't respond. The voice sounded unfamiliar, so she asked, "Who are you?"

"You motherfucking bitch, how dare you steal Gu Yan from our Weiwei! Gu Yan belongs to Weiwei! Who do you think you are? I'll come find you tomorrow and fuck you..."

Before she could utter any more profanities, Jian Ning had already hung up the phone.

Zhang Nan glanced at Jian Ning and noticed her strange expression: "Who is it?"

Before Jian Ning could answer, her phone rang again.

It wasn't the previous number; this time she hung up immediately.

Then, her phone beeped with a text message notification. Before Jian Ning could open it, her phone rang again.

Jian Ning hung up the phone.

Zhang Nan held his phone, looking at the trending topics, "Ningning, turn off your phone now, your phone number has been exposed."

Jian Ning immediately turned off her phone.

Looking at the trending topics, Zhang Nan's worry deepened.

What was supposed to be a lighthearted atmosphere, sparked by a sour pomelo, has now become unusually heavy.

"Ningning, how about we go on vacation abroad for a while?"

These haters are crazy.

Jian Ning shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Zhang Nan didn't know how Jian Ning could still laugh. "Ningning, don't laugh, be serious. You can't think of these things as too simple. Some of the haters are irrational, and you could be in danger."

"I know." Jian Ning smiled because she saw that the system had popped up a new task.

The path to ascension is long and arduous. In the cultivation world, strength is paramount, and it's easy to be prejudiced. You are now a formal disciple of the sect; your reputation reflects on the sect. Upholding the sect's honor is of utmost urgency!

[Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; how can we, a man of such talent, be mere commoners? Quest triggered!]

[Mission: Slap the face of the sect disciple who looked down on you 0/100000]

[Reward: Mindful Renewal Item (Note: The sect's immortal abode environment is detected to be rudimentary. Using this item, you can instantly renovate it according to your wishes, but the scope is limited.)]

Having learned from the experience of the previous missions, Jian Ning already knew.

The cultivation system mistakenly bound itself to someone who hadn't actually traveled to the cultivation world, but the system is still stubbornly running.

Since it's running, it can only automatically model the events around her as the world of cultivation, and the rewards will be the same.

For example, she was rewarded with a sect's immortal abode, but since she was not in the cultivation world, they gave her a piece of land that was an unfinished building.

Systems are things that cannot be explained by logic.

But the rewards are real and tangible.

This "Renewal" item can help her instantly transform an unfinished building. Although its range is limited, it's still a good item.

Jian Ning, who had originally decided to retire from the entertainment industry and didn't want to pay any attention to the online storm, was now full of energy.

"Nan Nan, can I borrow your phone for a moment?"

Zhang Nan handed the phone over directly.

Jian Ning logged into her Weibo account, opened the trending topics, and glanced at them.

Zhang Nan was right next to her ear, muttering about the crazy things Gu Yan had been up to these past few days.

They denied it, then turned the tables, and even sent a lawyer's letter saying the truth would prevail. Rumors also circulated that they had hired a lot of online trolls.

The most vocal critics of Jian Ning are those who say that Jian Ning hasn't dared to utter a single word since Gu Yan sent the lawyer's letter.

Jian Ning casually clicked on the Weibo post from Gu Yan's studio announcing the lawyer's letter and left a comment.

—Stubborn to the end.

(End of this chapter)