GRMFBS CH131

This is really awkward.

Gu Jiancheng put down the Diagnosis Pen: “I… um, I…”

His mind was completely blank. What should he do? How could he explain this? If he said this was a new type of thermometer, would Yan Yan believe him?

Zhan Yan sat up.

Having just woken up from a dream filled with a massive amount of information, before he even had time to sort it out, he first discovered his boyfriend trying to draw on his face while he was asleep.

Was Gu Jiancheng really this childish? He never noticed this before…

After the initial speechlessness, Zhan Yan started to feel indignant.

What a childish prank!

Seeing Zhan Yan sit up, Gu Jiancheng hurriedly used his shadow to pull a chair under his feet. When he returned, he was so busy worrying that he forgot to conceal himself and had floated up high by stepping on his shadow.

He was a bit nervous when pulling the chair, causing the chair legs to scrape against the floor with an ear-piercing sound.

Zhan Yan, afraid he might fall from being too nervous, quickly grabbed his arm: “Stand steady first!”

Gu Jiancheng stood obediently on the chair. His handsome face was half blank and half nervous.

Ah—what kind of image did he have in Yan Yan’s mind now?

He still hadn’t resolved the issue of his classmates being afraid of him from last time…

“Get down from the chair first,” Zhan Yan said.

Gu Jiancheng obediently stepped back down to the floor.

Zhan Yan clicked his tongue inwardly at his well-behaved little appearance.

Looking at this cool and stern face, and this obedient and submissive demeanor, no matter how you looked at him, he didn’t resemble the childish ghost who wanted to draw on his face just a few minutes ago.

Did Gu Jiancheng really just want to play a prank? Or was there some special reason?

Zhan Yan decided to give him a chance to confess.

Zhan Yan: “Speak, leniency to those who confess. Why did you want to draw a turtle on my face?”

Gu Jiancheng: “I didn’t want to draw a turtle.”

Zhan Yan: “If you didn’t want to draw a turtle, what did you want to draw?”

Gu Jiancheng: …

What should he do? He couldn’t explain it clearly.

Unable to find a suitable excuse, Gu Jiancheng quickly chose to bow his head: “I was wrong.”

Zhan Yan: …He really is this childish!

Unable to hold back, Zhan Yan leaned forward, reached out a hand, and pinched Gu Jiancheng’s cheek.

Gu Jiancheng looked up, staring at him in shock with a deformed handsome face.

Zhan Yan: “What? You can draw on my face while I’m sleeping, but I can’t pinch your cheek?”

“You can.” With one side of his face pinched, Gu Jiancheng spoke unclearly.

Zhan Yan suddenly remembered something, let go, picked up his phone, and checked the time.

“16:20, it’s time for class to end.”

Gu Jiancheng breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, otherwise he would have to explain why he skipped class to come back. But he also felt like he had forgotten something.

Gu Jiancheng: “Are you feeling unwell? Why were you sleeping during the day?”

Zhan Yan: “No, I was just sleepy.”

Gu Jiancheng decided to wait until Zhan Yan fell asleep at night to check again with the Diagnosis Pen.

It was also because Zhan Yan’s brain had just been stuffed with too much information; otherwise, he would have noticed that class ended at 16:15, and 5 minutes was not enough time to get from the classroom back to the dorm.

Zhan Yan let Gu Jiancheng off lightly and started to organize the dream he just had.

First, he opened the Gossip System. As expected, it was another dream brought on by the Gossip System.

Zhan Yan flipped out the key ring containing the Candle Dragon’s power that he had bought at the Cultivator’s Conference and checked the item description again.

[This is a metal ring. It once contained a slight amount of the Candle Dragon’s power and was soaked in the deathly aura of demise and decay. Now it is completely depleted.]

Sure enough, he had this dream because of this key ring.

But why did he dream about the Artisan this time? Did he come into contact with something related to the Artisan?

Zhan Yan recalled his dream.

The man in the dream who said “I am the best artisan” was named “Yang Ran” or some other homophone.

He used his ability to clean up and repair that small abandoned campsite, and happily said to “Sister Sui Sui”: “This will be our base from now on!”

Zhan Yan felt that the “Artisan” in his dream should be the Artisan ranked first on the forum’s point leaderboard. But what was with the world the Artisan was in?

He remembered that the Artisan had once posted a task to investigate information regarding the largest Infinite Fragment located within the Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau. Could that be the world the Artisan originated from?

Zhan Yan opened the information drive. The six columns listed on it scattered and turned back into that starry-sky-like information universe.

Compared to its earliest appearance of a few sparse stars hanging in pitch blackness, it had now become much denser.

If they became a bit denser, and his field of vision became higher, this place would probably become a scene like the black crystal he saw in his dream.

He restored the information universe back to its six-column appearance.

As expected, the “Domain” column, which had never shown any activity, had filled up an entire star. Zhan Yan took the opportunity to glance over the other energy columns.

Hmm? Why was the energy bar in the “Abilities” column, which he had painstakingly almost filled to get a little information concealment star, suddenly emptied?!!!

He opened the Gossip System and checked the logs!

[Due to —— reasons, the energy in the “Abilities” column has been slightly consumed.]

Zhan Yan: Tell me clearly what the reason is! It’s very important, okay? He was counting on this little star to add a layer of protection to his mom to prevent her identity from being exposed!

The Gossip System didn’t provide an explanation, and Zhan Yan was very angry.

A few minutes later:

[You find that incompetent rage is useless and decide to accumulate a little star all over again.]

Zhan Yan: …

Hmph!

What else could he do with his own cheat? Just spoil it.

Zhan Yan continued to painstakingly accumulate energy. To make up for the loss, he again went back and forth between the chaofan forum, the cultivator group, and the gossip group, and started accepting tasks again.

After several days, upon logging onto the chaofan forum again, Zhan Yan finally noticed that Deep Shadow had come looking for him to do a task again.

Zhan Yan didn’t really want to accept it. Although Deep Shadow was very generous with points, it was already very difficult for him to get new ability information words from Deep Shadow.

Besides, Deep Shadow didn’t have any important tasks for him anyway; it was just his addiction to clearing anomalies acting up.

He glanced at the Gossip System.

[Deep Shadow has cleared out all the anomalies in the vicinity.]

[Other information-type superpowered individuals failed to find any anomalies in the vicinity.]

[Deep Shadow feels that the other information-type superpowered individuals are all trash and decides to look for Approaching Science.]

Big bro, you’ve already cleared out all the anomalies in the vicinity, who else could conjure some up for you?

Zhan Yan decided to leave Deep Shadow hanging.

Approaching Science: [The tasks you give are too simple, they’re boring, I’m not doing them.]

After leaving Deep Shadow hanging, Zhan Yan continued his regular life of eating gossip, grinding tasks to accumulate energy, doing morning exercises, attending classes, and discussing the grape factory.

That day after class, as he passed by the affiliated veterinary hospital building, Zhan Yan suddenly saw a shadow dash past him, followed closely by a group of people rushing out in a panic.

“The cat ran away, the cat ran away!”

“It went that way!”

“Hey! It ducked into the bushes!”

“Where did it run to?”

The elderly Professor Miao came running out, out of breath, his face full of panic.

Zhan Yan grabbed a classmate he knew and asked: “Hey, what happened?”

“Professor Miao brought his cat for a checkup today, and the cat ran away the moment the cage was opened.”

Professor Miao noticed Zhan Yan at this moment: “Zhan Yan, aren’t you especially good at finding animals?”

That was ancient history. He was now the magical scarecrow that the agricultural college seniors desperately wanted to stand in their fields to repel animals.

But looking at the old professor’s anxious and eager eyes, Zhan Yan really couldn’t refuse: “I’ll give it a try.”

Xingxing was so clingy with him; maybe his “Ball-Snatching Maniac” constitution had been cured?

“Try! Give it a try!” Professor Miao said expectantly.

“What’s the cat’s name?” Zhan Yan asked.

He was no good at finding cats, but he could try using the Gossip System.

“It’s named Wangwang, it’s a Ragdoll, it looks like this.” Professor Miao wanted to take out his phone to show Zhan Yan a photo, but upon patting his pockets, he realized he had run out too hastily and left his phone in the veterinary hospital.

“No need to look, I saw photos last year. Is there also a Russian Blue, and the Ragdoll is mitted?” Zhan Yan said.

“Yes, yes!” Professor Miao nodded repeatedly. “He’s usually very affectionate with people and doesn’t fight. When he fights with the Russian Blue, he always gets bullied.”

Ragdolls had virtually no survival skills in the wild, and in Professor Miao’s eyes, his delicate little Ragdoll was a frail and pitiful little thing that couldn’t carry anything on its shoulders or lift anything with its hands, which made him incredibly worried.

“Alright, I’ll go look.” Zhan Yan turned on the Gossip System.

[The Ragdoll cat Wangwang once again smelled the scent of another cat on Miao Bin and was extremely angry, deciding to go find that little vixen for a fight.]

Wait a minute? What is a fragile Ragdoll like you going to do?

Wangwang’s escape was targeted; he must be chasing the scent of another cat on Professor Miao. Wangwang didn’t linger in the veterinary hospital building but charged straight outside. Could Professor Miao be tainted with the scent of a stray cat?

Zhan Yan: “Professor, did you feed stray cats earlier?”

Professor Miao: “Ah? Yes.”

And he even pet them a few times after feeding.

A fragile Ragdoll fighting a stray alley cat, Zhan Yan didn’t even dare to imagine the tragic outcome.

He took some cat treats used to lure cats and started looking for the cat following the clues provided by the Gossip System.

Half an hour later, he witnessed a violent scene of a mitted fragile Ragdoll pinning a tuxedo cat to the ground and beating it wildly.

Zhan Yan recognized that tuxedo cat; it was a tyrant among the stray cats in the area.

…Professor Miao, your fragile-as-Lin-Daiyu Ragdoll’s combat power is fiercely robust!

Zhan Yan’s arrival interrupted the battle between the two cats. Seizing this opportunity, the tuxedo cat flipped over, slipped out from under the Ragdoll’s claws, and ran away.

The Ragdoll subconsciously wanted to give chase.

Zhan Yan quickly called out: “Wangwang!”

The Ragdoll stopped and turned its head to look at him.

Zhan Yan: “Your master is looking for you.”

This Ragdoll was quite intelligent; having lived with humans for a long time, it could understand some words.

Wangwang meowed very unhappily.

“What master? That’s my poop-scooper.”

Zhan Yan: …Reasonable.

“Wangwang.” Zhan Yan squatted down and tentatively waved at the Ragdoll, “Come, I’ll take you back. Your poop-scooper is going crazy with worry.”

The Ragdoll hesitated for two seconds, still unwilling to give up as it glanced in the direction the tuxedo cat fled, looking like it really wanted to chase after it and beat it up again. Probably figuring it couldn’t catch up, it then approached, stopped one step away from Zhan Yan, and started grooming itself.

Zhan Yan was pleasantly surprised: “You’re not afraid of me!”

The Ragdoll stopped, glanced at him a couple of times, and continued grooming.

[The Ragdoll cat Wangwang thinks, what’s so scary about someone who snatches balls? Aren’t all the people working under the poop-scooper ball-snatchers?]

Understood, this cat was well-traveled and experienced.

Zhan Yan moved forward a bit and reached out his hand: “Wangwang, come, I’ll carry you back.”

The Ragdoll took two steps back and gave him a displeased look: “Meow.”

Can’t you see I’m managing my image? How can I see the poop-scooper looking like this?

Oh, this was a kitty with image management burdens.

Zhan Yan simply sat on the stone bench: “Wangwang, let’s not run away like this next time, okay? The outside world is very dangerous for a little kitty like you.”

The Ragdoll meowed at him unhappily again.

The poop-scooper is incredibly unfaithful, flirting all over the place every day. How can I not manage him? If I don’t manage him, those little vixens will ride roughshod over my head!

Zhan Yan discovered this Ragdoll’s intelligence was truly high. He had wanted to take a picture to tell Professor Miao the cat was found, but just as he raised his phone at Wangwang, Wangwang dodged unhappily and meowed at him, refusing to let him take a photo of its dark history—it considered its messy fur right after a fight to be dark history, and couldn’t let the poop-scooper see it.

Zhan Yan had no choice but to send a text message to tell Professor Miao the location.

While waiting for the person, Zhan Yan started chatting with the Ragdoll.

Upon discovering that he understood what it meant and wasn’t one of those stupid humans who couldn’t understand Meow language, the Ragdoll’s attitude improved significantly.

The Ragdoll looked askance, its domineering aura leaking out: “Why am I such a good fighter? Of course I can fight! How could a mere little vixen be my match? That stupid Russian Blue at home can’t beat me at all, okay? I only pretend to be bullied so the poop-scooper will come over and coax me with cat treats.”

Zhan Yan’s eyes widened.

Is this the scheming of a little kitty?

“My poop-scooper only knows how to talk to me in a squeezed voice every day, doesn’t understand anything, and flirts all over the place all day!” The Ragdoll continued to complain. “Would I have run out if it weren’t for him?”

Zhan Yan promised to help persuade Professor Miao later that since he had a primary spouse cat at home, he shouldn’t provoke other cats anymore.

The Ragdoll was very satisfied with this, felt he was very sensible, and was willing to grant him the honor of helping it brush its fur.

When Professor Miao hurried over, out of breath, Zhan Yan watched helplessly as the Ragdoll, which had just been holding its head high and puffing its chest with a domineering face, instantly turned into a whining monster, throwing itself into Professor Miao’s arms and acting coquettishly and weakly.

Professor Miao’s heart ached terribly. He hugged Wangwang and carefully checked him up and down: “Are you hurt? Were you bullied? Oh, my poor baby, a fragile little kitty like you, how dangerous is it outside! You know fear now, right? Don’t run around recklessly anymore in the future!”

Zhan Yan: …

Your fragile little kitty was just pinning the stray cat boss down and beating it wildly.

But he couldn’t say this. It was easy to offend the cat.

The Ragdoll gave Zhan Yan a look, signaling it was his turn to take the stage.

Zhan Yan tactfully suggested to Professor Miao that he shouldn’t pet stray cats anymore.

Professor Miao hugged the Ragdoll and sighed: “Domestic flowers aren’t as fragrant as wild flowers.”

Zhan Yan: …Don’t say that in front of the cat, your cat can understand!

He looked down at the Ragdoll, managing to discern a cold sneer on that furry face.

The Ragdoll: “Hehe, stay out of it.”

“I have a way to handle it.”

[The Ragdoll cat Wangwang decides to start scratching the bedroom door at four in the morning starting tomorrow.]