Chapter 935: Artificial Fruit

Yan Zhichun's tone was very firm, which didn't indicate any prejudice against Han Yimo—it was simply regarding "Zhao Zai."

On this land, everyone's "Hui Xiang" had side effects, but no one had ever seen a person's "Hui Xiang" name itself being the side effect.

"Ji Dao" had put in all their efforts over the past seven years for this very moment, and adding a "Zhao Zai" to the team at this time seemed utterly absurd no matter how you looked at it.

“I… I'll go by myself…?” Zhao Yisheng was stunned. “Although I really want to help you all, no matter what organization you're from or how many people are in it… after all, I don't have a single person I can trust, so you should consider that for me too, right?”

“In that case, forget it,” Yan Zhichun said. “Thank you, Zhao Yisheng. You've already helped me a lot. I look forward to working together next time.”

“This…” Zhao Yisheng sighed after hearing that. “Alright, I suppose. After all, we've only met once, and I've done what I can.”

“Exactly!” Han Yimo chimed in. “Old Zhao, let's ignore them. I don't know what these side characters are so confident about.”

Yan Zhichun and Jiang Ruoxue felt that this young man who had just entered was acting erratically, with not a single normal thing coming out of his mouth.

“Fine, fine, fine.” Jiang Ruoxue nodded quickly. “We're all side characters, and you're the extra, okay?”

“You know that much.” Han Yimo said, then realized something was off. “Who the hell is the extra?”

“What about it? If not an extra, are you the lighting technician?” Jiang Ruoxue asked.

Seeing how quick-witted and eloquent she was, Han Yimo pursed his lips and turned away angrily. “Old Zhao, don't pay her any mind. Anyway, Qi Xia is back, so if they don't want us, somewhere else will. I can only say, don't bully a poor young man—looking down on me doesn't matter; sooner or later, I'll make them all regret it.”

“Qi Xia… is back?” Yan Zhichun paused slightly. “You know him too?”

“How about it? Now you're scared?” Han Yimo said. “Not only do we know him, we're teammates in the same room. Qi Xia is my 'Yin Lu Ren' and my 'Jiu Shi Zhu'.”

Yan Zhichun found this way of speaking intriguing.

After all, Qi Xia was Bai Yang, and Bai Yang was her own "Yin Lu Ren" and "Jiu Shi Zhu."

In that case… was Han Yimo another "Zhen" that Qi Xia had planted?

His erratic behavior suggested he was an experienced "Hui Xiang Zhe." Plus, his ability was like "Ti Zui," openly displayed on the screen as if flaunting it. Had she underestimated the power of "Zhao Zai"?

“In the same room as Qi Xia…?” Yan Zhichun asked quickly, a bold hypothesis forming in her mind as she called out to the two of them. “May I ask, what was the 'Mian Shi You Xi' in your room?”

“'Mian Shi You Xi'…?” Zhao Yisheng recalled and said, “It seems it was called Liar, Bamboo Shoots After the Rain, and something else…”

“Heavenly Death…?” Yan Zhichun ventured.

“Yes!” Zhao Yisheng nodded. “How did you know? Did you hear about it from someone?”

Yan Zhichun instantly pieced together the connection…

Zhang Qiang hadn't disappeared; he had always been "trapped" in Qi Xia's room. No wonder he said Zhang Qiang could never advance…

Even if everyone else in that room disappeared, Qi Xia would never vanish.

What's more, when she first met Bai Yang, he had said that every teammate in his room was carefully selected. This ensured Zhang Qiang "never advanced" while guaranteeing his own "eternal safety."

In that light, the erratic man in front of her seemed more like a "Zhen" than she was. He had been chosen by Qi Xia as a teammate long ago, a pawn he manipulated.

“Thinking about it, that person called Qi Xia…” Jiang Ruoxue whispered beside her, “The people in his room are all quite interesting. Besides these two… there's that strange 'Ji Dao Zhe' Lin Qin, and the tattooed man who could kill Xiao Xiao and Luo Shi Yi. They're all unheard-of 'Hui Xiang Zhe'.”

“And that Chen Jun Nan who kept trying to set me up…” Yan Zhichun said with a speechless expression.

“Set you up…?” Jiang Ruoxue paused, then laughed. “What a weird motive!”

Yan Zhichun didn't respond, just sighed. “Indeed… ever since Qi Xia led the people in his room into this land, everything has been progressing smoothly and methodically. It's terrifying…”

“What?” Jiang Ruoxue seemed not to understand.

“Ruoxue, I think you're right,” Yan Zhichun said. “What's happening to us now was actually predetermined as 'Yin Guo' a long time ago.”

“That's my life motto.” Jiang Ruoxue smiled. “So, you think it makes sense too?”

“You're 'Yin Guo,' so you can strongly sense that state,” Yan Zhichun said. “But the truth is, someone spent an incredibly long time engineering this 'Yin Guo.' It's not fated by heaven—it's fated by a person. He minimized his own risks as much as possible.”

“Are you saying… that person is… him…?” Jiang Ruoxue caught on.

“Yes.” Yan Zhichun nodded and said to Zhao Yisheng and Han Yimo, “Since we're all here now, it's a wonderful twist of fate. Would you two like to join me in action tomorrow?”

“Oh…” Han Yimo sneered. “A feel-good story, huh? Slap in the face comes so fast? Now you're asking me, and it's not impossible. After all, you'll all realize one day who's the real protagonist.”

Jiang Ruoxue smiled bitterly after hearing that, then reached up to rub her forehead. “You're really strange… What did you used to do?”

“I'm a novelist,” Han Yimo said. “Everything here can be explained with knowledge from novels, so I understand this place better than you all. Even if you hadn't invited me today, I'd become the true 'Jiu Shi Zhu' eventually.”

Jiang Ruoxue was silent for a moment before slowly saying, “Alright…”

Han Yimo huffed and added, “But… you only mentioned 'Jiu Shi Zhu' earlier—what exactly do you need me to do?”

“I can only say… once you two join the action tomorrow, you might become the real 'Jiu Shi Zhu.' Everyone here will remember your heroic deeds,” Yan Zhichun said, glancing at the sky outside the window. “You're a doctor who saves lives, and you're a writer who wants to be a savior. Maybe you're more suited for this than anyone.”

“Ha!” Han Yimo perked up at that. “Why didn't you say that earlier?”

“W-wait a minute…” Zhao Yisheng felt something was off about this. “Miss, if you're handing this whole job over to just us two, what's the point of your organization? Aren't you going to do any work?”