Love, death, and false man

Chapter 76, Section 72: Tearing Apart
10/15—12:07
MP5 player, Colt M2000, fruit knife, machete, all portable.

The Cloud S Hotel stores even more military equipment.

In Fang Yan's view, the existence of power is merely an extension of making the other party submit to one's will.

There are two kinds of power. One is short-sighted, superficial violence, but this cannot make the other party completely submit to you. You are not a murderer. You can kill, but there is no need to.

Another kind of power, more stable, is the idea that has been deeply rooted in one's consciousness for a long time. This is the true power that can truly captivate and impress people.

For example, the Lord of Souls is the latter, because few are his enemies.

Dogs carry a gene called OXTR, which, due to its high activity, manifests as social hormones and attachment to humans in master-slave relationships.

Fang Yan did some research.

The 3p25.3 region of the human chromosome also contains the OXTR gene, which is a key target for oxytocin to exert its biological effects. It participates in the regulation of a variety of physiological and behavioral processes, including social behavior, regulating intimate relationships, trust, empathy, and social memory, and participating in the relief of anxiety, the regulation of stress response, and the influence of emotional cognition.

This is a very frightening phenomenon.

Fang Yan had previously speculated that since the history of the universe is a multi-layered nested vector direction, like a ball of yarn that is closed at both ends but completely knotted, repeating some kind of incomprehensible super-large cycle, modern people may be future people. What seems to be 2030 in the strict sense may actually be the result of countless repetitions over hundreds of millions of years.

However, Fang Yan doesn't understand why things related to history are highly confidential and can't be found in the database of answers to difficult questions.

Qiao Kexin has some expertise in that community psychiatrist; let her study him.

There are naturally more restaurants near the school that cater to the general public, so in order not to make her purpose too obvious, Ji Wei simply chose a fairly common stir-fry restaurant.

Since it's just a simple lunch after school, making it too formal would make me seem incompetent.

Having learned from the previous experience, in the event of an emergency or strenuous activity, tight high-waisted pants risk bursting open.

I might as well just wear the uniform from Yuanyue Academy.

Although it's a stir-fry restaurant, the storefront sign has a modern Chinese retro style, which is also a slogan for "Jianghu cuisine". It won't be easy for two people to get a meal for less than 100 or 200 yuan.

The interior decoration is typical of a factory assembly line, but it's fairly clean. The tabletops are a bit black when wiped with a tissue, but that's to be expected of a restaurant.

Following the directions given by Ye Yutang, Fang Yan arrived at a corner by the window in the Jianghu Restaurant, where he met the mysterious girl who had approached him to solve an urban legend for the third time.

Holy crap, JK.

Completely different from the blue and white striped sports uniform worn by Fang Yan at Binhai No. 6 Middle School.

The wealthy attend Faraway Academy, where the fashion sense is even more sophisticated: earth-toned blazers, black and red plaid skirts 5cm above the knee, black-trimmed calf socks, and leather shoes with at least 6cm thick soles that seem to add height.

Fang Yan sat on the bench, staring intently at Ji Wei. He was conflicted because this girl was a ticking time bomb. If he didn't get rid of her, he might get himself into trouble one day. But if he wanted to get rid of her, damn it, who could refuse to be around a wow girl? It had to be her.

Fang Yan did not consider himself a strong person.

He didn't know what to say, so he just sat down and pretended to be a know-it-all by not saying a word. Although they had chatted a lot on V these past few days, he could feel that the woman was flirting with him.

But we can't rush things. We need to play it safe first. Senior Wang Ying is right. Once you become a clown, no matter what kind of life you live, it's meaningless.

"I've already ordered. Here, have this to tide you over."

Ji Wei pushed a box of takoyaki in front of Fang Yan.

Ok?
Fang Yan was deeply shocked.

How did you know I like to eat this?

He was somewhat wary. To be honest, it was hard not to suspect that it was a trap. Wow, the woman kept sticking to him, it was so dreamy that it seemed unreal.

"No... I bought it on purpose, I just bought one but didn't finish it."

Ji Wei tried to cover it up.

It's somewhat abnormal to meticulously examine every single entry of Fang Yan's personal information in the satellite database.

Although the database was overwritten by the Salvation Army hackers, it also retained a lot of irrelevant real information, such as various hobbies and favorite foods.

Although it's somewhat shameless, I've seen Fang Yan's childhood experiences; he was a left-behind child who always lived with his youngest uncle.

Aside from the data after the summer vacation, the previous components were clear at a glance. Ji Wei investigated the information of everyone around him and sorted out all the developmental details.

His maternal grandfather had served in the army and had actually been on the battlefield. He was extremely strict with his children, especially Ji Jianguo.

But Ji Jianguo suffers from super-male syndrome. He dropped out of middle school after stabbing someone, and the more he was disciplined, the more rebellious he became. After spending several years in vocational high school, he received a high-paying job offer that far exceeded what a MIT graduate could earn. He then joined a well-known criminal gang in the coastal area, engaging in earthwork and gravel construction contracting as well as smuggling.

Enraged, Fang Yan's maternal grandfather removed the "Home of Honor" sign and threw away his bus pass.

Later, Ji Jianguo's boss was shot and killed. He squandered all his savings on a life of debauchery and had nowhere to go, which led to the story of the Chengyun ship. Ji Jianguo is still a fugitive.

As for Fangyan.

His maternal grandfather learned from Ji Jianguo's mistakes and, after reviewing the flawed tactics, didn't interfere with Fang Yan. He was grateful that Fang Yan didn't do anything like murder or arson like Ji Jianguo did.

The results were surprisingly good; Fang Yan even got into the city's top high school, No. 6 Middle School.

This further solidified his grandfather's policy of complete laissez-faire.

But in reality, it had nothing to do with his maternal grandfather's policies.

Fang Yan's closest relative since childhood was Ji Jianguo. His consumption of junk food, barbecue, eating, playing games, and watching pornography led to Fang Yan's abnormally blurred vision.

Ji Jianguo's viewpoint is very insightful and simple. Since Fang Yan is still young and has nothing to do, he might as well study for fun. If he can't keep up, so be it, his uncle will take him out into the world. If he can keep up, a high degree means a high salary, a high salary means a multitude of beautiful women, and a multitude of beautiful women means tearing yoga pants in the morning, tearing bodycon skirts at noon, tearing fishnet stockings at night, and tearing them again in the early morning. Anyway, it's all about tearing, tearing them terribly.

Fang Yan firmly believed this, and considered it a way of using the college entrance exam for himself, all for the sake of the woman.

However, since the summer vacation, the information in the data has been overwritten by the Salvation Army and has no reference value.

"I see."

Hearing that it was the leftovers, Fang Yan felt much relieved. Otherwise, knowing that his preferences were rather strange and not many, only four, he would eat them one after another and show them off quickly.

Ji Wei watched as Fang Yan accepted her food, a slight smile appearing on her lips. Her uncle and aunt had been living abroad for a long time and seemed to be historians.

The Salvation Army is no good; with its ruthless elimination system and suicide missions, he bore all of this alone, perhaps because of his summer experiences.

She also carefully investigated the Cheng Yun incident, and the high-pressure environment of being isolated and helpless at sea turned him into what he is today.

Ok?
Fang Yan noticed Ji Wei's gaze. It wasn't a sisterly look... Maybe she just had pretty eyes; she looked at everyone with such affection.

He had no experience with picking up girls, so he could only talk about serious matters.

“I’ve already told you everything I know, and we’ve talked a lot on WeChat. Escaping to Siberia is indeed your best option. If you insist on continuing, your life is not guaranteed. No, it’s not just that there’s no guarantee; it’s extremely dangerous, and the probability of death is very high.”

Fang Yan could already sense the approaching storm.

"Didn't I already say on WeChat that it's impossible? It's like making a safety declaration that Earth should revert to an agrarian civilization in the face of alien threats—it would be like weaving a cocoon around ourselves. At least I can hide in the city, and in the coastal area, I still have trusted partners."

"Who?"

Fang Yan was curious.

Ji Wei felt like she had a fishbone stuck in her throat. That day, she said she felt he was very reliable, and he just gave her a pretentious reply that everyone felt he was reliable. It was infuriating.

"A fool."

"Really? Someone in the same situation as you? Too stupid to play this game."

Fang Yan spoke calmly and composedly.

Ji Wei laughed in exasperation. She was here to protect him, okay? She was here to talk to Fang Yan about the screening agency within the coastal university, based on her scouting and information from the urban legend website.

They discovered the place where this organization was used to contain the 'target', and the background image of the website, which resembled an empress's chamber, was a real singularity connecting various universities in the coastal area.

There are humans imprisoned and managed by all internal screening agencies, as well as 'Void Demons' formed from the soul fire of students who died.

It's really weird.

Because Ji Wei was responsible for eliminating targets without fixed identities, she was unfamiliar with this system and found it somewhat frightening after getting involved.

I was about to bring this up with Fang Yan.

Fang Yan was also tired of the formal and restrained conversations, and he needed to control this wow girl who kept sticking to him.

Do you...have a boyfriend?

A pretty straight shot.

"what?"

Ji Wei didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

　I've been playing the second generation of "Idiot's Creed" these past few days, damn it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)