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Chapter 26 Psychological Observation Record Report (Seeking monthly votes!!)

Boom...boom...boom...

The melodious chimes sounded like a shepherd's flute, and the entire city of Dawn awoke after the chimes, starting to function like a machine.

The bells of Dawn City ring twice a day. The first ring signifies the dawn of the sun, and the second rings signal the start of the nighttime curfew.

One by one, the doors of the houses in the residential area opened, and flocks of lambs quietly emerged from the houses.

They were wearing raincoats or straw hats, and subconsciously looked up at the distant administrative building, where they saw the rare sunlight piercing through the dark dawn and shining on the sparse grass, reflecting the dewy halo.

They offered a heartfelt prayer of gratitude and a small compliment to the beautiful weather before setting off on foot into the light drizzle.

knock knock!

Nagato had dark circles under his eyes and looked somewhat tired as he rhythmically knocked on the door.

A moment later, he heard Yun Chuan's voice coming from inside the door:

"Come in."

Upon hearing this, Nagato adjusted his expression, his face regaining its composure, before finally pushing open the door.

But upon entering, the first thing he noticed was not Yun Chuan, but a figure hanging on the horizontal bar like a dried salted fish.

Even with his eyes covered, the sense of déjà vu was still too strong.

Nagato's gaze turned somewhat strange. Finally, he couldn't help but take a deep look before walking towards Yun Chuan, who was sitting at the table.

Upon entering, he sensed that Xiao Nan was sitting to one side folding paper, while Yun Chuan was looking down and flipping through a document.

—Feasibility report on the construction of vegetable greenhouses and hydroponics breeding technology.

Even though Nagato didn't see the words on the document, he knew it was something he couldn't understand.

With remarkable ease and practiced ease, he glanced over the document and pulled a paper file from his pocket.

"You're here early." Yun Chuan put down the documents, picked up the thermos of hot water beside him, and turned to look at Nagato beside him. "Didn't you sleep at all last night?"

As he spoke, he wiped the crimson stains on Nagato's clothes with a towel, and could smell the metallic stench of blood.

"Since we're just killing time anyway, we might as well interrogate them a bit."

Nagato couldn't help but glance at the living room again, her tone barely concealing her oddness: "How long has he been here?"

On the horizontal bar, Yahiko had two small metal plates hanging from his body and a wad of paper stuffed in his nose. He was doing pull-ups with all his might, his face contorted in a ferocious grin, and the ground was covered with wet marks.

When Nagato first entered and caught a glimpse of Yahiko, he almost thought he was too sleepy to enter the right room.

"It only took about an hour," Yun Chuan said with a light laugh without turning his head. "He secretly poured out that water while he was drinking."

Upon hearing this, Nagato's lips twitched involuntarily. He felt helpless at his older brother's perverse sense of humor and became even more certain that Yahiko was an idiot.

"Boss, isn't that enough? I can't take it anymore!"

Seeing Nagato looking in his direction, Yahiko cried out in despair, as if he had found a lifeline.

Ignoring Yahiko's screams, Yun Chuan looked at the documents in Nagato's hand and asked, "Did you bring me any good news?"

"Is the information about the Fire Country's daimyo good news?"

Nagato placed the report, stained with a thin layer of blood, beside Yun Chuan, feigning nonchalance, and said, "All our preparations have been wasted. That guy couldn't even spot an obvious trap. Is he really someone the Fire Country Daimyo values?"

Given Yun Chuan's personality, how could he possibly leave such a huge oversight? He was simply luring them into a trap.

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of others; only a fool would think others are foolish."

"It's precisely because Fog City was too confident in its own abilities that it underestimated us, which is why it didn't expect to fail in such an obscure place. I don't want to see you die a ridiculous and silent death as well."

Looking at Nagato, who wanted to praise him but was trying to appear mature, Yun Chuan first gave him a light reminder, and before he could feel discouraged, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Well done, you did a good job and didn't let me down."

"I can confidently entrust 'Dawn' to you."

Yun Chuan understands children like Yahiko and Nagato who lack love all too well.

Sure enough, upon hearing his sudden change of topic, Nagato's downturned lips paused, he took a breath, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his lips.

Human beings always have their own reasons for existing.

Whom do we strive for to stand out from the crowd? Whom do we work so hard for? Whose praise and approval do we want?

Only when a person knows why he or she lives can he or she endure any kind of life.

"Boss, I'm going to die!!" Yahiko's scream rang out again.

Even Xiao Nan, who was focused on folding paper, couldn't help but look up and glance at Yun Chuan hesitantly, as if she wanted to say something.

"Ignore him. If he has the energy to shout, it means he still has the energy to continue."

"You ate so much yesterday, shouldn't you digest it today?"

Noticing Xiao Nan's gaze, Yun Chuan smiled, looking every bit like a devil: "Even if you can't do it, you'll stay hanging up there."

Yun Chuan didn't even acknowledge Yahiko. As long as he didn't give in, Yahiko couldn't get off the horizontal bar.

Besides being emotionally contagious, this kid's only two strengths are his resilient character.

If I had to put it into words, call it infectiousness or stubbornness, I'm not afraid he can't get back up, I'm afraid he can't be helped up.

Besides, it's just regular physical training, doing pull-ups for a few hours, lifting barbells hundreds of times, and then running outside until you're dehydrated.

At most, he'll just groan and whine about muscle soreness at night, but with sufficient nutrition, he won't actually exhaust himself training.

"Why don't you go and broaden his horizons?"

After a moment's thought, Yun Chuan turned to look at Nagato, nodded towards Yahiko, and gestured.

Nagato didn't say anything, just nodded and walked over.

"Red-haired gloomy brat! What are you doing?"

Seeing Nagato approach, Yahiko stopped yelling and stretched his funny face, shouting, "I'm warning you, don't try to take advantage of me like last time! I'll kick you right now, you believe me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nagato's next action made his eyes widen in surprise.

Nagato walked to the three large iron plates that Yun Chuan had used earlier, reached out and picked up the bottom one. With a steady stance, he used his legs and waist to lift the large iron plate with a soft sound.

"The blacksmith added some special heavy metals to it," came Yun Chuan's casual explanation from behind. "It's not suitable for forging weapons, but it's perfect for training."

Nagato held the large metal plate in front of his chest for about ten seconds, his face flushed slightly, before finally lowering it.

"It really works well." He nodded, then glanced sideways at Yahiko, who was dumbfounded and looked like he'd seen a ghost, and mocked the tiny piece of metal on his body, "It's small enough to be used as a pastime."

After saying that, Nagato walked to the horizontal bar, bent down, looked up at Yahiko whose face was flushed red, and picked up the water bottle at his feet and put it in his pocket under the other's terrified gaze.

"Then I'll be going now." A smile appeared on Nagato's lips, along with a familiar hint of mischievousness.

But before he stepped out of the room, Yun Chuan seemed to remember something.

"Oh, and don't forget to send that guy's head to the Daimyo's residence in the Land of Fire as a greeting gift."

"Also, go back and rest for a while. Tomorrow, come with me on a long trip. I'll take you to see some relatives."

Nagato paused, then waved her hand without turning her head to indicate that she understood, and strode out.

At this moment, Yahiko finally came to his senses from the shock of what had just happened.

"Hey! Hey! You bastard! What do you mean?! Get back here and explain yourself!!"

Yahiko hung on the horizontal bar, yelling and kicking Nagato's back, his face flushed with embarrassment and anger.

But he remembered what had happened earlier. He was curious and tried to move the three large iron plates, but he couldn't even lift them, his face turning red with embarrassment.

He was so stubborn that his blood vessels were about to burst, and he only realized he was bleeding from his nose after Yun Chuan stopped him.

God knows how Yun Chuan managed to do pull-ups with that thing hanging on his lap!

He thought that apart from Yun Chuan, this humanoid monster, no one else could possibly move that thing, but Nagato shattered his hopes.

"That damned red-haired, gloomy, muscle-bound brat!" Yahiko gritted his teeth, tensing his arms and pulling upwards with a ferocious expression, shouting, "I will absolutely not admit defeat!!"

thump!

As Nagato's slender figure disappeared from sight, Yun Chuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his smile gradually fading.

After a moment of contemplation, Yun Chuan took out a sealed file folder from the drawer and turned to look at Ya Yan, who was lying on the ground like a colorless salted fish.

"Don't drink water right after strenuous exercise." He pulled out a file from the folder, then beckoned to Yahiko, "Come here, I want to show you something."

The file folder was labeled "Third Dawn Staff Psychological Observation Record Report".

The first document was titled "Nagato Tsukimi-sato," and the column for the reporter contained only four characters.

—"Psychotherapist".

(End of this chapter)