Doomsday Train, I went crazy by hoarding billions of items.

Chapter 159 Things That Shouldn't Exist

Xu Yunxuan felt that he had figured out why Jiang Ran's attitude towards him had suddenly changed. At this moment, he could only be humble and subservient, thinking that he should save his life as soon as possible.

Upon hearing Xu Yunxuan's plea, Jiang Ran replied indifferently, "Unfair?"

Xu Yunxuan nodded frantically, his face displaying the same fawning expression he had when he was a child.

Jiang Ran found it somewhat amusing that Xu Yunxuan dared to argue with her about such a thing.

He seemed to think that the reason Jiang Ran was taking such ruthless revenge on him was simply because he had killed Jiang Ran in his "previous life".

Only Jiang Ran herself knew the disgust and rage she felt after discovering Xu Yunxuan's true identity, whenever she thought about how he pretended to be ignorant when he approached her, what ulterior motives he had, and what fantasies he had in his heart.

She stared intently at Xu Yunxuan, who thought he had already settled things with her by giving up his life. He put away his gaping maw and pretended to be obedient. The anger in her heart, which had gradually subsided after dealing with this family of three, was stirred up again!
A slight smile played on Jiang Ran's lips as she whispered, "But, in this world, there aren't that many fair things, are there?"

Xu Yunxuan's smile froze, as if he realized what was about to happen, and he turned to run away.

But how could he possibly escape Jiang Ran's grasp when he was in Jiang Ran's consciousness space?

Jiang Ran didn't even make a move, and Xu Yunxuan's escape attempt froze completely.

A look of terror crossed his face, as if he wanted to say something.

But Jiang Ran gestured for silence, and he couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Ran tilted her head and smiled gently at Xu Yunxuan: "Actually, I'm very happy, really. I was thinking before that it was a bit of a regret that I killed you so easily back then because I was in a hurry."

"Didn't you say you wanted to be sliced ​​into pieces? Perfect, I'll grant you that last wish. Oh, by the way, if you ever come back to life, be sure to come find me. You know, killing your enemies is something you never get tired of."

After saying that, Jiang Ran waved to Xu Yunxuan, whose facial muscles were twitching with fear, and left the consciousness space.

Behind her, flames stretched into thin ropes and intertwined into a net, slowly approaching Xu Yunxuan...

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Having dealt with this persistent family of three, Jiang Ran's mood improved somewhat.

But as soon as she returned to the villa and saw the woman sitting on the sofa, her face darkened again: "You really think I won't kill you just because you have her face?"

Jiang Ran, who said this, was almost unable to suppress her murderous aura.

But a small voice inside her asked: Weren't Xu Yunxuan and the others dead too? Yet they seemed to have risen from the dead, appearing before her in a strange form. Does that mean...?

But she quickly abandoned the idea.

When her mother died, the Doomsday Train hadn't even appeared yet. Even if players could really become monsters, it shouldn't be...

Jiang Ran's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden hug.

Feeling the coldness that was different from the warm embrace she had known before, she was unable to push the woman away at first.

Jiang Man seemed oblivious to Jiang Ran's murderous glare, her voice choked with sobs: "Ranran, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have abandoned you. You must have suffered so much all these years, my little darling..."

"That beast Xu Tian, ​​along with that little beast Xu Yunxuan, thankfully my darling has been smart since she was little and wasn't fooled by them. Seeing that you're taking good care of yourself, I'm relieved."

"Ranran, you will always be Mommy's most beloved baby. Don't doubt yourself, be brave and do whatever you want to do, Mommy will always be watching over you!"

"Something's wrong with this instance. It's not just filled with living and dead people; I can sense that something that shouldn't be there has infiltrated it... Go to the study and find that book from your childhood..."

The rest of the words were not finished.

Jiang Ran felt as if the once cold embrace had suddenly become empty, and her heart felt empty as well.

Is this person really her mother?
She was willing to break the rules of the game to tell herself everything she knew, yet she herself remained suspicious of her identity. Was she also feeling very sad?

Jiang Ran looked up blankly, but Jiang Man was nowhere to be seen.
"……mom?"

Jiang Ran called out cautiously.

"mom?!"

She had never realized the villa's living room was so big, so big that only her echo could be heard.

Jiang Ran clenched her fists, half-kneeling on the ground, desperately pressing down on her chest, which was suffocating her, as if she had fallen into a bottomless pit and could not find her footing.

Even crying seems to have become a forgotten form of expression.

All her strength and indifference crumbled when she realized that the person who had just disappeared was actually her long-deceased mother.

Until her last moment before disappearing, her mother's only concern was her.

Jiang Ran opened her mouth, but no sound came out; only a silent and desperate wail remained.

After a while, Jiang Ran finally recovered from her grief.

She slowly got up, her face pale, her eyes red as a ghost even though they were dry.

She looked expressionlessly towards the study on the second floor, recalling the message Jiang Man had desperately tried to convey to her.

Shen, you better not let me find out that my mother's death is also related to you.

What exactly is it plotting? And what does it want to gain from itself?

Perhaps, once I find the thing Jiang Man mentioned, everything will be revealed before my eyes.

Although Jiang Man didn't finish her last sentence, Jiang Ran had already guessed what she wanted her to find.

It must be her childhood diary.

Jiang Ran started writing a diary when she was very young. Of course, Jiang Man told her this in a joking tone when she was a little older.

“Our Ranran has always been a little girl who loves to record her life. After starting kindergarten, she asked for her own sketchbook, saying she wanted to write down everything she saw.”

"I thought you wouldn't be able to keep it up for long, but you've drawn several books! Even though Mom can't understand what you've drawn, these are all little Ranran's treasures."

"Mom has carefully put them away. I'll show them to you at Ranran's coming-of-age ceremony when she turns eighteen, okay? I just don't know if Ranran will still remember what she drew by then."

……

Memories that were once incredibly distant resurfaced vividly in Jiang Ran's mind.

Why do I have absolutely no recollection of my own drawing diary?

That pink "diary" with little flowers drawn on the cover seemed to have been deliberately forgotten by her.

Jiang Ran frowned and walked towards the study on the second floor.

The door was locked, and Jiang Ran, impatient, went to find the key, so she shot the lock twice.

Thank you so much, Tingtingting, for casting your vote on Hongxiu! (′｀)