I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

They chatted over a meal, ranging from movies to everyday life, from university courses to Weibo topics, just like close friends.

After finishing his meal, Lu Ban picked up the bill and prepared to pay.

"Let's split the bill, it'll feel bad if you treat us."

Feng Yu took out his phone.

After paying, the two walked out of the restaurant. The afternoon sun shone on the street, and the plane trees along the road were a dazzling golden yellow. Leaves fell one after another, and men and women were taking pictures. The leisurely university life made them feel much younger.

"Then I should go back."

Feng Yu and Lu Ban walked along the roadside for a while. She checked the time and said to Lu Ban.

"Okay, then I won't see you off."

Lu Ban waved goodbye to Feng Yu.

Finally, he suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

"what happened?"

Upon hearing Lu Ban's words, Feng Yu stopped and turned around slightly. A gust of wind blew, and golden leaves fluttered down, shimmering in the sunlight.

"You're not Feng Yu, so who are you?"

Lu Ban raised a question.

Chapter 169 Did she not pay the bill?

Lu Ban woke up to the sound of the phone ringing.

The hotel room was dimly lit with the curtains drawn. He heard the song "Good Luck" playing, picked up his phone, and saw that it was a call from Feng Yu.

"Hey, I've arrived at my accommodation. I'm just calling to let you know I'm safe."

Feng Yu's voice sounds lively and sunny.

"Oh, that's good. It's quite far. I even took a nap."

Lu Ban stretched his shoulders; his body was a little sore, probably because of his sleeping position.

"You'll feel sleepy after eating, but you can't sleep too long, or you'll gain weight!"

When Lu Ban drew back the curtains, Feng Yu's voice came through, as soft and gentle as sunshine.

"Know it."

After chatting with Feng Yu for a few minutes, Lu Ban hung up the phone.

He put down his phone, went to the bathroom, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror. He seemed a little haggard.

After taking a quick shower and changing his clothes, Lu Ban sat on the bed.

He opened his laptop, clicked on a webpage, and typed two words into the search bar.

Feng Yu.

Lu Ban pressed enter to search and saw a news article.

Recently, a film crew was caught in a flash flood while filming in Leiming Mountain, resulting in the deaths of several crew members and injuries to many others.

Beneath this news article, Feng Yu's name was prominently displayed.

She was one of the victims of the disaster.

Lu Ban checked the news report; it was from March of this year, which was probably not long after he transmigrated here.

"What was her purpose in pretending to be Feng Yu and communicating with me?"

Lu Ban frowned slightly.

From the moment he first saw Feng Yu, he felt something was off. It wasn't until later, when he was about to leave, that Lu Ban finally realized where the unease lay.

Feng Yu and Lu Ban barely spoke a few words to each other in college, but when they chatted, it was like they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

Even when Lu Ban said something that might not seem logical, Feng Yu was able to respond.

This is so incongruous.

Feng Yu is definitely a fake.

So, Lu Ban tested the waters.

Unexpectedly, after he asked that question, Feng Yu revealed a bright smile.

"Would you like to go somewhere to sit for a while?"

Instead of responding to Lu Ban's questions, she invited him to a nearby coffee shop.

The two ordered coffee. Lu Ban took a sip and found that it tasted no different from cheap coffee from a convenience store.

Where should I begin?

Feng Yu crossed her fingers in front of her, and the sunlight shone on her profile, revealing the very thin downy hair on her face.

"To be precise, I am actually Feng Yu, but I am different from the person you first met."

Feng Yu said something that Lu Ban didn't quite understand, and then picked up the cup in his hand.

"For example, like this drink, if it looks like coffee, smells like coffee, tastes like coffee, and is analyzed using various physical and chemical methods, then what is it?"

"coffee?"

Lu Ban saw Feng Yu take a sip of the black liquid in her glass, some of it still clinging to her lips. She pursed her lips and smiled.

"Humans are the same."

Feng Yu put down his cup.

"If I look like Feng Yu, speak and act like Feng Yu, have all of Feng Yu's memories, and can react the same way as her, then who am I?"

"But you are not Feng Yu."

Lu Ban wasn't particularly interested in these philosophical questions. He didn't want to discuss self-awareness or the debate about the Ship of Theseus. He just wanted to know what happened to the real Feng Yu and what this Feng Yu was.

"I won't tell you the truth, because the more you know, the more likely you are to be contaminated. I can only tell you that I am a traveler."

Feng Yu chuckled softly.

"Traveler?"

Lu Ban felt increasingly confused.

However, the information in Feng Yu's words felt very familiar to him.

The more you know, the greater the chance of being contaminated.

This is the default rule in Quiet Place.

Of course, this world is also part of the Silent Land, so this rule naturally applies there as well.

So, is Feng Yu also a chosen one?

When Lu Ban was puzzled, Feng Yu answered his question.

"Yes, I travel to all corners of the world, sometimes becoming a part of the local community and experiencing their lives. That's what I do as a traveler."

Although her appearance remained unchanged, Lu Ban could sense an indifference and vicissitude in her.

The unique temperament one gets when first meeting Feng Yu must have stemmed from this kind of inner quality.

"So the real Feng Yu..."

"The real Feng Yu is right here."

Feng Yu smiled sweetly.

Stunning, alluring, deadly, and dangerous.

Lu Ban felt a chill run down his spine.

He focused his attention and stared intently at Feng Yu.

The ability of [True Vision] becomes stronger as Lu Ban learns more about it, allowing him to see more things.

Now that Lu Ban has learned a lot more about Feng Yu, he can theoretically see even more.

However, when he did this, Feng Yu suddenly reached out his hand.

She put two fingers together and gently covered Lu Ban's eyes.

Although it's just a very ordinary movement, when Feng Yu performs it, it takes on an extraordinary quality.

"I advise you not to watch it; this is for your own good."

Feng Yu's voice carried a hint of worry, like that of an elderly mother whose son hadn't done well on his math test.

"While curiosity is the greatest driving force for human progress, it can also easily lead to destruction. Knowing everything does not lead to understanding the truth; sometimes ignorance is the greatest happiness."

She withdrew her hand and smiled gently.

"Furthermore, it is not something a gentleman should do to casually look into a girl's secrets."

"I understand."

Lu Ban abandoned his idea of ​​using the [True Vision] to view Feng Yu.

Thinking back, he realized that he had been able to search for Feng Yu's recent situation several times before, but he hadn't been able to do so for various reasons.

In a sense, isn't this a subconscious form of self-protection?

After all, the class monitor, whom he had hardly spoken to in college, suddenly started chatting happily with him and frequently inquired about his recent situation, just like a girl who had a crush on him. There must be something going on.

Lu Ban may have subconsciously realized this, which is why he avoided meeting Feng Yu.

Since the other party said there was no need to look, Lu Ban dutifully did not look.

He wasn't an irrational madman after all. When someone whose true nature is unknown kindly advises you not to do something, it's best not to do it.

"Alright, everything's been said and done. I really should go back now. I hope you'll still see me as Feng Yu, just like before. Of course, I can't be your mother."

Feng Yu finished his coffee in one gulp and stood up.

"Also, I really like your movies and hope to see more of your work. Keep it up!"