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Chapter 198 Dinner at Gu Qiye's House, Lin Zhengquan on the Verge of Death (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Caesar was having dinner alone with the new butler. In the bedroom, only a small shark remained in the crystal ball, looking forlornly at the darkening sky outside the window.

Night slowly enveloped the miniature garden like a curtain, and its pupils dimmed accordingly.

Yaguba Lu lay in the crystal ball for a while, then closed his eyes and transferred his consciousness to the No. 1 unit.

"Beep beep..." The message notification sound came out. Gu Wenyu took out his phone from beside his pillow, leaned against the headboard, and glanced at it.

[Gu Qiye: You can come down for dinner now. Try to wake your little sister up.]

Gu Wenyu yawned, got out of bed immediately, and left the room.

He took two strange sideways steps down the hallway like a crab and stopped in front of the next room. He raised his hand and pounded on the door, making a loud commotion, as if a demolition was taking place.

"Get up, great magician! If you want to sleep, wait until after dinner." He shouted while playing Minesweeper on his phone.

A moment later, a "thump" sounded from the room, as if someone had accidentally rolled off the bed.

Immediately following was a series of menacing footsteps, like the few steps an ancient general would take when turning around in the palace to show the emperor before leading his troops into battle.

Finally, with a "click," the doorknob was forcefully turned.

The door opened.

Su Zimai stood motionless behind the door, her hair disheveled and her head drooping, looking like a lost soul just pulled from a sulfur spring.

"I'm out—!" She looked up at Gu Wenyu with resentment. "Are you satisfied now?"

Gu Wenyu looked up from his phone and examined her dark circles: "Did you secretly go on a date with Hei Yong last night? Your dark circles are so heavy."

Su Zimai rolled her eyes at him: "Last night, your little sister went on a date with the Monkey King, and we even watched a movie called Jurassic World together."

Gu Wenyu rolled his eyes at her in return.

"Do Sun Changkong and Mario agree with what you're saying? This big sister isn't like you guys who do lesbian stuff. She only dates handsome guys with abs, understand?" He thought to himself.

"I'll wash my face and then go downstairs for dinner," Su Zimai said. "You don't need to stand guard here anymore, understand?"

"I'll supervise you as you wash your face, in case you fall asleep in the bathroom later."

"I should have put aside my own family ties that day and watched you fall off the pigeon's back."

"If I had superpowers, the first thing I would do is beat you up."

"Haha, too bad you're not. If you were like your brother..."

At this point, Su Zimai suddenly covered her mouth.

"Like my older brother?" Gu Wenyu asked curiously. "Like my older brother in what way, a diligent and model college student?"

"nothing."

Su Zimai breathed a sigh of relief, silently shifting her gaze, thinking to herself that it was fortunate that her second brother was simple-minded and had a low IQ.

Before long, the brother and sister came downstairs while arguing, crossed the living room which was bathed in warm orange light, stopped to cool off the fan, and then moved into the kitchen.

The two looked up at the dishes on the table, sniffing the air as a rich aroma wafted towards them. Over the years, Gu Qiye's forte had been mostly ordinary home-style dishes, such as stir-fried shredded potatoes and stewed beef with tomatoes, rather than those fancy and elaborate dishes that could be posted on social media to attract attention.

But its strength lies in its excellent craftsmanship; the color, aroma, and flavor are all perfectly executed, making it difficult for people to feel overwhelmed by the taste.

Gu Qiye learned his cooking skills from his mother. When he was a child, he would skip home every day after school, find a chair in the kitchen, squat down, cup his face in his hands, and quietly watch Su Ying cook.

Young Gu Qiye watched intently every time, observing Su Ying's movements as she cooked, every detail. Her silhouette against the warm kitchen light was captivating.

Gu Qiye leaned against the sink, arms crossed, staring blankly out the window at the twilight.

"Where's Dad?" Su Zimai asked as she found a seat.

Gu Qiye shrugged and said while taking off her apron, "He's not back yet, let's eat first."

"Oh, oh," Gu Wenyu said.

"Brother, your cooking is getting better and better." Su Zimai looked up at Gu Qiye with chopsticks in her mouth. "How about you consider becoming a chef after you retire?"

"Your brother hasn't even started working yet, and you're already arranging his retirement?" Gu Wenyu said. "You're something else."

"I want you to take care of it?"

Su Zimai gave him a cold glance, wanting to tell him that his good brother had been working at the Alien Association for several years, but unfortunately he had no idea.

At that moment, a sense of pleasure suddenly welled up in her heart. She thought that she knew one more brother's secret identity than Gu Wenyu. A strange sense of cohesion and superiority prompted her to raise her head and happily exchange a glance with Gu Qiye.

Gu Qiye thought for a moment and said, "Then when I retire, I can open a small restaurant downstairs from my house."

"I'll definitely go there every day then," Su Zimai said, raising both hands in agreement.

"The question is, will you live to retirement?" Gu Wenyu suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?" Su Zimai was taken aback.

Gu Qiye tilted her head and was slightly taken aback, wondering if Wen Yu had figured something out.
Gu Wenyu said casually, "It doesn't mean anything. I always felt that my brother was the type who would work overtime like crazy and eventually die of overwork in the office."

Gu Qiye leaned against the sink with her arms crossed, looking at his back and drooping her head helplessly. She thought to herself that her younger brother was really mean, but he was indeed working overtime so hard that he was about to die from overwork.

Su Zimai nudged Gu Wenyu's shoulder with her elbow, "Are you even human to say something like that?"

"Let's eat, let's eat." Gu Qiye pulled up a chair and sat down at the dining table, interrupting the two to prevent them from arguing.

He also reserved a spot for Gu Zhuo'an, who might return at any time.

A short while later, the sound of a key turning in the lock came from the entryway; Gu Zhuo'an had returned. He changed into indoor shoes and entered the living room, glancing at the three people at the dining table before going into the kitchen and taking a pair of chopsticks and a porcelain bowl from the sterilizer.

The house fell silent, and even the cicadas chirping in the old trees outside the window sounded much more pleasant, with only Gu Zhuo'an's footsteps remaining.

After a moment, Gu Zhuoan sat down at the table, placed his hands on his lap, and remained silent for a while, as if thinking about how to resolve his current predicament. Then he spoke:
"It seems like a new heretic has arrived in Lijing these past few days... He's making quite a splash."

Gu Wenyu was about to start a conversation when he heard his father's words, and he and Gu Qiye beside him fell silent.

He thought to himself, "Dad, why do you have to bring up such a sore subject? This isn't the way to start a conversation."

However, he also understood that Gu Zhuo wanted to hear Gu Qiye's opinion on Mu Long, as his father was still worried about his son who was a troublemaker.

Su Zimai was completely unaware of this, so she turned to look at Gu Zhuo'an and asked with great curiosity, "Who is it?"

"What was his name again? I saw it on the news today, but I forgot his name." Gu Zhuoan raised his hand and scratched his cheek, putting on a clumsy performance.

“Mu Long,” Gu Qiye said indifferently. “Hey… little sister, you really don’t care about the news at all. Such an important matter, he’s a ‘near-disaster level’ alien, one of the very few in the world. Li Jing is fortunate to have him.”

Gu Wenyu rambled on and on, taking out his phone from his pocket and searching for the word "Mulong" in his browser.

"How could I have time?" Su Zimai shrugged. "Studying is busy enough as it is."

"Do you want to learn how to properly wear diapers?"

Gu Wenyu thought for a moment, then played a video of a press conference on his phone and placed it between himself and Su Zimai.

“Perfect timing, let my little sister give her opinion on his look,” he said. “It’s time for my favorite part: the critique.”

After listening to what the others were saying, Su Zimai was still quite curious about Mu Long, so she bit her chopsticks and glanced down at the video on her phone.

On the screen, a young man wearing a dark blue medieval knight's helmet and a gray cloak shook hands with Blue Arc in front of the reporter's camera, and Blue Arc put his hand on his shoulder.

"Don't you think Blue Arc's design looks better?" Gu Qiye asked casually, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Su Zimai thought for a moment and said, "I feel like... Blue Arc and this Mu Long are about the same, right?"

"Is that so?" Gu Qiye murmured softly.

After a pause, Su Zimai muttered under her breath, "These two are ugly as hell, even worse than the black pupa."

Gu Qiye's smile slowly froze, and she was suddenly devastated: "No... better than the Black Chrysalis?"

Gu Wenyu raised his eyebrows, secretly clenching his fist under the table, thinking to himself, "Well, it seems that Comrade Black Chrysalis has already won over my sister's favorability. You've finally met your match, Mr. Blue Arc."

"What are you laughing at?" Su Zimai suddenly turned her head and stared at Gu Wenyu's profile.

Gu Wenyu's face tightened instantly, as if he were in deep meditation. "It's nothing... Little sister, I just think it's one thing to talk about Blue Arc and Mu Long, but to say that Blue Arc is inferior to Black Chrysalis is a bit of an insult to the people's heroes, isn't it? Posting it online will only get you attacked."

Hearing this, Gu Qiye's ashen face broke into a smile again. He thought to himself that although his sister didn't approve of him, at least he had a good younger brother. Hmm... his brother must understand that things like Blue Arc and Black Chrysalis are incomparable, right?

After a pause, Gu Wenyu continued, "Okay, actually I also think that Blue Arc is not as good as Black Chrysalis. Black Chrysalis is the epitome of true goodness, beauty, and genuine character. She was just giving away freebies to her fans at Lijing Square."

Gu Qiye's mood turned heavy once again, and her expression changed drastically like a rollercoaster.

Just then, Gu Zhuo suddenly spoke up.

“I feel that, well, if we put aside their identities, that Ghost Bell’s attire and appearance…” Gu Zhuo’an said haltingly, “well, he has a tough guy vibe.”

The dinner table fell completely silent.

The group looked at him with disdain, thinking to themselves, "We're talking about a riddle-maker with an ambiguous stance and two outcasts, how did you suddenly steer the conversation into the realm of criminals?"
After a moment, Gu Zhuoan lowered his head silently, seemingly ashamed.

After dinner, Gu Wenyu was too lazy to take another shower. He went straight upstairs to his room, lay down on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling with his arm as a pillow.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered something his father had told him earlier that day: "His name is Lin Yilong, and he has an older brother named Lin Zhengquan."

Mu Long's real name is Lin Yilong.

His older brother, Lin Zhengquan, is a third-tier exorcist belonging to the Exorcist Association and a member of Ke Qirui's Ghost Train Squad. He has a buzz cut and usually wears a vest and trousers. His Sky Exorcist is a cybernetic prosthetic body.

"What a small world... Do these brothers even know who each other is?"

"If we use the relationship between Lin Zhengquan and Su Zimai to tell him that Lan Hu is actually Su Zimai's brother, and that his younger brother Lin Yilong wants to harm Lan Hu, will Lin Zhengquan try to persuade his brother to stop, or will he become enemies with Su Zimai?"

Thinking of this, Gu Wenyu took out his spare phone from under his pillow and sent a message to Ke Qirui.

[Black Chrysalis: By the way, how is Mr. Lin Zhengquan doing lately?]

[Black Chrysalis: I heard someone say today that he seems to have a younger brother with a very unusual background, and I suddenly became interested, so I wanted to come and ask you about it.]

[Ke Qirui: That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about.]

[Black Chrysalis: What's wrong?]

[Ke Qirui: Lin Zhengquan was attacked today. When I went to find him tonight, I discovered he was nearly dead in his apartment building. The Exorcist Association is still searching for the killer.]

Gu Wenyu was slightly taken aback.

After a while, his fingers finally started tapping the screen again.

[Black Chrysalis: Almost died? He's a Tier 3 Exorcist, after all.]

Gu Wenyu was deeply impressed. When Lin Zhengquan was equipped with cybernetic prosthetics on the grassland, he was able to withstand the demonized Firio head-on for quite a while. How could someone with such strength be easily beaten to the brink of death?

[Ke Qirui: I suspect it was done by the Salvation Society, after all... this morning Lin Zhengquan was the one who volunteered to move the red light's body to the Exorcist Association.]

Gu Wenyu lowered his head and pondered for a while before continuing to type.

[Black Chrysalis: I roughly understand the situation. Is there anything I can help you with?]

[Ke Qirui: No, the specific situation is still under investigation. We'll discuss it further after the investigation is complete.]

After a long silence, Ke Qirui finally sent a message.

[Ke Qirui: You just said he has a younger brother, what do you mean? He didn't mention it to us.]

[Black Chrysalis: His brother is... well, there's no need to talk about that now, we'll discuss it later.]

Gu Wenyu stared blankly for a while: "I see. Mu Long's brother will most likely die too." He thought to himself, "I had expected the Salvation Society to take action, but I didn't expect them to be so decisive."

Objectively speaking, if he hadn't intervened that day, the Ghost Train crew might have been crushed to death by Mario's dinosaur.

But even though he saved the train crew, their deaths were probably still inevitable.

Because these four people have been targeted by the Salvation Society.

The identity of the assailant who attacked Lin Zhengquan is still unknown, but it is highly likely that this was a warning shot fired by the Salvation Society, intended to deter the four members of the Ghost Train gang from interfering in these matters any further.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Gu Wenyu's mind:
"How about we try to divert Mulong's hatred after this? Let him go to the Salvation Society for revenge first, and not come to my brother. Maybe the two of them can cooperate temporarily."

He shook his head, pulling himself out of his jumbled thoughts: "It's unlikely... Even if Mu Long is temporarily distracted by Lin Zhengquan's matter, it's too late to ask him to stop now. He will definitely find an opportunity to make a move against my brother soon."

With that in mind, Gu Wenyu set an alarm and decided to find some time tomorrow to talk to Mu Long, no matter what.

He suddenly felt tired, slowly closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep in the dimly lit room.

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