GRMFBS CH134

Glaring was useless; the power of the ladle rested in Zhan Yan’s hands. Looking at the portion in the pot, he felt the two of them would definitely overeat, which was bad for the stomach, so he scooped a bowl each for Duan Hong and Bao Qingshan. The two men stubbornly finished their soup under Gu Jiancheng’s chilling gaze, profoundly demonstrating their recognition of Zhan Yan’s culinary skills.

So when Zhan Yan was making cat rice, two people were squatting by the pot. Gu Jiancheng had gone to an elective class, and Duan Hong and Bao Qingshan were openly swallowing saliva at the pot.

Are you really going to give this to a cat?

Do cats eat this well?

Can I have a bite?

Zhan Yan looked at their expressions, completely speechless.

“I didn’t put any seasoning in, it doesn’t taste good.”

The two stubbornly mooched a spoonful each.

It lacked saltiness, but it was very fragrant.

Super fragrant!

Zhan Yan took the cat rice, which had two spoonfuls eaten out of it, to look for the calico. When he arrived, the ground was empty. Zhan Yan looked around but couldn’t find the cat, so he squatted down and opened the disposable lunch box. If the calico didn’t come, he’d just leave it here; whoever ate it would be lucky.

The calico popped her head out of the bushes with a whoosh.

Fragrant! Too fragrant!

The calico looked up at Zhan Yan. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, she hesitated for a moment, then came over and started eating the cat rice.

Upon licking the first bite, the calico lifted her head, ears forward, pupils perfectly round.

Super delicious!

No wonder that weird white cat ate it all every time!

The calico didn’t leave after eating. She sat next to Zhan Yan, looking up at him, her small tail obediently wrapped around her front paws.

She didn’t find this human weird at all anymore!

The calico previously thought the meager food given by humans wasn’t worth selling her body for, but now she felt the food this human gave was very much worth it! Super worth it!

Zhan Yan tentatively reached out his hand. The calico’s ears twitched, but she didn’t dodge. He touched her! Yes! Zhan Yan was very excited. He felt his animal-repelling constitution was starting to change! Back when he was observing spay/neuter surgeries, he couldn’t even lure small animals with cat rice. Now, because the cat rice he made was delicious, the calico was willing to let him pet her! This was a massive improvement!

Zhan Yan started chatting with the calico. For the sake of the cat rice, the calico generously didn’t leave. After listening to Zhan Yan ramble for a while, she couldn’t resist replying. “Meow.” “Where’s that weird white cat?”

Zhan Yan figured the calico was asking about the white cat Wan Yan pretended to be. He confirmed it again; it was indeed Wan Yan. The calico had a deep impression of Wan Yan. She found Wan Yan very weird; his behavior wasn’t like a normal cat, and he didn’t smell right either—he lacked the scent of a cat. However, Wan Yan was very popular with humans and always received lots of delicious food. The calico also told Zhan Yan something else. Because Wan Yan had no sense of territory, scurried around everywhere, and could get fed anywhere, the cat boss of this area was very displeased with Wan Yan and wanted to drive him out of his territory. The cat boss was a very robust large tabby, a whole size bigger than Wan Yan. He pounced to beat Wan Yan up, only to be counter-beaten by Wan Yan. From then on, he ran whenever he saw Wan Yan.

The calico thought Wan Yan was very strong. Although he was a very peculiar cat, the calico actually had quite a good impression of him. Because following Wan Yan meant always getting lots of food.

The calico thought Wan Yan was pretty good; partnering up with him for a life together meant she wouldn’t go hungry or be bullied by other cats.

Zhan Yan asked what “partnering up for a life together” meant. The calico very naturally expressed that spring was coming, and she had taken a fancy to the little white cat. Zhan Yan: … Shocking, but very reasonable from the calico’s perspective.

Amidst the shock of “Wan Yan Ghost King has been taken a fancy to by a calico cat who wants to partner up for a life together,” Zhan Yan had a slip of the tongue: “Aren’t you spayed?” The calico: … The calico turned her head and walked away.

Zhan Yan put away the lunch box. Speaking of which, he hadn’t paid attention to news about Wan Yan Ghost King for a long time. The last time he checked, it seemed Wan Yan Ghost King was tracking the scent of the anomaly “Cursed Scale” to find Ghost King Lin Yuan, but the campaign got off to a bad start, and he was caught by his dad halfway and dragged back to Mount Chaofu to help out. He’d search the gossip threads when he got back.

He checked the family group chat. His brother’s plan to show goodwill to Xingxing using cat cans failed. Xingxing felt that the food Zhan Jinli had hidden was cat rice, and not giving it cat rice was just trying to fool a little kitty. Zhan Yan shared the cat rice recipe with his brother. Zhan Yan: [Brother, good luck!] Zhan Yan: [Xingxing is very easy to deal with.] Zhan Jinli: [Don’t worry.]

Xingxing wasn’t that psychopath Wan Yan, just a mere little kitty. Zhan Jinli took the cat rice recipe and went grocery shopping, remembering how Wan Yan pretended to be a cat to trick his younger brother out of chicken wings and cat rice. He should have been locked up in Mount Chaofu!

Zhan Yan returned to the dorm and started searching Wan Yan Ghost King’s gossip threads. The very first one: [Wan Yan Ghost King decides to ask Approaching Science to help him find his memories.]

Zhan Yan: ? Why did he suddenly think of coming to him? He flipped backwards through the gossip threads.

After being persuaded by Ghost King Tie Lao, Wan Yan Ghost King stopped making a ruckus, but he wanted to come out and find Ghost King Lin Yuan again, so he lay in Mount Chaofu everyday flattening his ears. Unable to leave Mount Chaofu, he posted on the forum looking for Lin Yuan, but Lin Yuan ignored him again. The Wan Yan kitty was very unhappy, lowering his head to fiddle with that black iron fish pendant. Why was Lin Yuan ignoring him again? Was it because he still hadn’t remembered the past? But the clues Lin Yuan gave were too vague. That story only said that this black iron fish pendant was tied to a rope and lowered by a mortal, and later the rope fell into Mount Chaofu along with the pendant, making this black iron fish pendant his. Could it be that he pulled this pendant down?

The Wan Yan kitty thought seriously. If such a thing were to dangle down from above… he really would want to hook it down!

How fun!

Fragmented memories gradually surfaced, stitching together into a picture.

Amidst the gloomy sky of Mount Chaofu, the tall Wenyu Tree emitted a faint white glow. A rope with a black iron fish pendant dangled down from above the Wenyu Tree.

He stared at that tremblingly swaying pendant, finding it very interesting.

The pendant went further and further down, further and further down… He jumped up and pounced, grabbing onto the pendant. He didn’t untie the rope, nor did he loosen his claws, just hanging on it swinging back and forth.

He was swinging happily on this swing, when suddenly the tension above gave way, and he fell into the Wenyu Tree’s canopy hugging the black iron fish pendant, the branches messing up his fur completely.

He tumbled a few times in the canopy, the Wenyu Tree’s faintly glowing white leaves tickling his nose. The rope entangled with the black iron fish pendant caught randomly on the branches, leaving him tangled and suspended beneath the canopy.

He sneezed and shook his head…

After that… what happened after that? He couldn’t remember.

Wan Yan ran beneath the Wenyu Tree and started climbing it.

If he retraced the route in his memory, would he be able to remember more?

He climbed into the canopy, surrounded by leaves as white as jade. There were very similar-looking leaves everywhere, and Wan Yan couldn’t distinguish the path he had fallen down back then.

Unhappy!

The Wan Yan kitty squatted on a branch, his tail hanging down and flicking back and forth.

Why did all the leaves here look the same? Why couldn’t they grow into different colors or different shapes? Why couldn’t they have arrow-shaped guide signs like in the living world?

“Hey!” He reached out a paw and patted the tree trunk, “Do you remember where I fell through back then?”

The Wenyu Tree didn’t react.

Wan Yan unsheathed his claws: “Speak quickly, speak quickly!”

A branch of the Wenyu Tree shook, tossing the Wan Yan kitty to the ground.

The Wan Yan kitty rolled on the ground, extremely indignant, and carrying his black iron fish pendant in his mouth, ran to the cold pool.

He squatted by the cold pool and looked down into it.

Mount Chaofu only had this one deep pool, its water as clear as the sky, yet so deep it was hard to see the bottom.

This was a cold pool that froze upon touch; even ghosts couldn’t resist its chill.

Wan Yan idly batted the pool water, then withdrew his paw and shook it.

With Lin Yuan not around, he wasn’t going into the pool water. It was freezing.

Unhappy at being unable to recover more memories, Wan Yan started causing trouble on the forum again, looking for Lin Yuan.

The network-type superpowered ghosts that Wan Yan had grabbed to set up the internet in Mount Chaofu felt very miserable. They had already become ghosts yet still had to continue working.

The several ghosts forced to work all hoped Wan Yan Ghost King could recover his memories as soon as possible, so he would release them to reincarnate or start a normal ghost life in the Underworld. They discussed it among themselves and came up with an idea for Wan Yan Ghost King:

Why not seek out those information-type big shots to investigate his past.

Wan Yan felt this idea wasn’t very reliable: “It’s not like I haven’t posted tasks on the forum before. No one came to do them.”

That was because you directly posted asking for Ghost King Lin Yuan’s location. Who would be willing to offend Ghost King Lin Yuan for a task?

When dealing with a little cat, you have to coax it. The several network-type ghosts successively expressed that Ghost King Lin Yuan was too strong, making it very, very hard to find his location, but finding some clues related to his own past wouldn’t be that hard.

Furthermore, the several ghosts also offered Wan Yan a suggestion: for high-difficulty tasks, the effect of casting a wide net by directly posting the task in the task section actually wasn’t good. True big shots usually had long-term cooperation partners and wouldn’t frequently check the task section. The ordinary superpowered individuals who frequently checked the task section very likely lacked the ability to solve high-difficulty tasks.

They suggested Wan Yan make targeted task invitations.

Wan Yan adopted this suggestion. But he didn’t know who to invite.

The several network-type ghosts helped him filter out a few of the more capable information-type superpowered individuals on the forum.

Wan Yan was very generous: “Invite them all!”

Then the forum prompted him that his level wasn’t high enough, and he could only invite one at a time.

Wan Yan: “What is this thing again?”

Because the chaofan forum was anonymous, generally speaking, even if someone violated the forum rules, the punishments the administrators could mete out were only banning the account, muting them, and deducting points.

The deterrence of the first two wasn’t great, and the latter was equally meaningless for burner accounts with no points to deduct.

Accounts were virtual, but the transactions involved in the task section were completely real. Therefore, the forum’s task section had restrictions on posting tasks and task invitations.

Although Wan Yan Ghost King’s account was verified with his real identity, verification was verification, and level was level. The two didn’t interfere with each other. Verification only meant it was him; the forum didn’t guarantee for him.

And Wan Yan Ghost King’s account had truly never done anything to accumulate a reputation level.

Wan Yan: “So I can only invite one person.”

Network-type ghosts: “Yes.”

Wan Yan: “Then who should I pick?”

The network-type ghosts presented the list, extremely worried that Wan Yan Ghost King had decision paralysis.

Wan Yan carefully looked through the list and found a familiar name.

“Approaching Science!” Wan Yan pressed his paw on this name. “It’s him! Lin Yuan replied to his message but ignored me!”

Although Lin Yuan had replied to many people later on, Approaching Science was the first!

“Then shall we cross out Approaching Science’s name?” a network-type ghost asked cautiously.

“No! I’m picking him!” Wan Yan said. “He definitely understands Lin Yuan, otherwise Lin Yuan wouldn’t have replied to him.”

“I’m inviting him! If he doesn’t give me clues, it means he’s fooling me!”

The Wan Yan kitty: Holds grudges!