GRMFBS CH134

That’s no use either; the power of the ladle is in Zhan Yan’s hands.

He looked at the portion in the pot and thought that two people would definitely overeat, which would be bad for their stomachs, so he served a bowl each to Duan Hong and Bao Qingshan.

The two of them finished their soup under Gu Jiancheng’s chilling gaze, which profoundly demonstrated their approval of Zhan Yan’s cooking skills.

So when it was time for Zhan Yan to make the cat food, two people were squatting by the pot. Gu Jiancheng had gone to his elective class, so Duan Hong and Bao Qingshan were openly drooling at the pot.

Is he really going to feed this to the cat?

Do cats eat this well?

Can I have a bite?

Zhan Yan was speechless at their gazes.

“There’s no seasoning, it doesn’t taste good.”

The two of them insisted on getting a spoonful each.

It wasn’t salty or savory. But it was fragrant.

Super fragrant!

Zhan Yan took the cat food, which had been nibbled at twice, to find the calico.

When he arrived, the ground was empty. Zhan Yan looked around but couldn’t find the cat. He squatted down and opened the disposable food container.

If the calico didn’t come, he would just leave it here. Whoever gets to eat it then would depend on luck.

The calico’s head popped out from the bushes with a swoosh.

Fragrant! So fragrant!

The calico looked up at Zhan Yan. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, it hesitated for a moment before approaching to eat the cat food.

After the first lick, the calico lifted its head, its ears pointed forward, its pupils round.

Super delicious!

No wonder that weird white cat ate everything every time!

After finishing its meal, the calico didn’t leave. It squatted next to Zhan Yan, looking up at him, its little tail neatly wrapped around its front paws.

It didn’t find this human strange at all anymore!

The calico used to think that the mere scraps humans gave were not worth selling its body for, but now it felt that 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 it didn’t dodge.

He touched it! Yay!

Zhan Yan was thrilled. He felt that his beast-repelling constitution was starting to change! Right after his neutering surgery phase, he couldn’t even lure little animals with cat food. Now, because the calico liked his cat food, it was willing to let him pet it!

This was a huge improvement!

Zhan Yan started chatting with the calico.

For the sake of the cat food, the calico was very obliging and didn’t leave. After listening to Zhan Yan ramble for a while, it couldn’t help but reply.

“Meow.”

“What about that strange white cat?”

Zhan Yan thought the calico was probably asking about the white cat Wanyan had pretended to be. He confirmed it, and it was indeed Wanyan.

The calico had a deep impression of Wanyan. It thought Wanyan was very strange; its behavior was not like a normal cat, and its scent was off, lacking a cat smell. But Wanyan was very popular with people and always got lots of delicious food.

The calico also told Zhan Yan something else.

Because Wanyan had no sense of territory and wandered everywhere, and could get fed in various places, the cat boss of this area was very displeased with Wanyan and wanted to drive it out of its territory.

The cat boss was a very sturdy, large tabby, a size bigger than Wanyan. It pounced on Wanyan, wanting to beat it up, but ended up getting beaten up by Wanyan instead. From then on, it would run whenever it saw Wanyan.

The calico thought Wanyan was very strong. Although it was a very strange cat, the calico had a rather good impression of it. Because following Wanyan always resulted in a lot of food.

The calico thought Wanyan was pretty good and wanted to partner up with it for life; it wouldn’t go hungry or be bullied by other cats.

Zhan Yan asked what “partnering up for life” meant.

The calico very naturally expressed that spring was coming soon, and it had taken a liking to the little white cat.

Zhan Yan: …

Shocking, but from the calico’s perspective, very reasonable.

In the shock of “the Ghost King Wanyan has been chosen by a calico to partner up for life,” Zhan Yan had a slip of the tongue: “You’re not neutered?”

The calico: …

The calico turned its head and walked away.

Zhan Yan packed up the food container. Speaking of which, it had been a long time since he had paid attention to news about the Ghost King Wanyan. The last he saw, it seemed Wanyan was chasing the scent of the abnormal “Cursed Scale” to find the Ghost King Linyuan, but his expedition was unsuccessful. He was caught by his dad midway and taken back to Chaofu Mountain to work.

I’ll search the “gua strips” when I get back.

He checked the family group chat. His brother’s plan to show goodwill to Xingxing with canned food had failed.

Xingxing believed that the food Zhan Jinli was hiding was cat food, and not giving it cat food was just fooling a little kitty.

Zhan Yan shared the cat food recipe with his brother.

Zhan Yan: “Brother, you can do it!”

“Xingxing is very easy to handle.”

Zhan Jinli: “Don’t worry.”

Xingxing isn’t that psychopath Wanyan, just a little kitty.

Zhan Jinli went to buy groceries with the cat food recipe, remembering how Wanyan had pretended to be a cat to trick chicken wings and cat food from his little brother.

He should be locked up in Chaofu Mountain!

Zhan Yan returned to his dorm and started searching for “gua strips” about the Ghost King Wanyan.

The very first one:

[The Ghost King Wanyan has decided to find Zoujin Kexue to help him find his memories.]

Zhan Yan: ?

Why did he suddenly think of looking for him?

He scrolled back through the “gua strips.”

After being persuaded by the Tie Lao Ghost King, the Ghost King Wanyan stopped making trouble. But he wanted to go out to find the Ghost King Linyuan, so he spent his days on Chaofu Mountain with his ears pricked up.

He couldn’t leave Chaofu Mountain. He posted on the forum looking for Linyuan, but Linyuan ignored him again. Wanyan the cat was very unhappy, lowering his head to play with the black iron fish pendant.

Why was Linyuan ignoring him again? Was it because he still hadn’t remembered the past?

But the clues Linyuan gave were too vague. The story only said that this black iron fish pendant was lowered down by a mortal on a rope. Later, the rope and the pendant fell into Chaofu Mountain together, and this black iron fish pendant became his.

Could it be that he was the one who pulled the pendant down?

Wanyan the cat thought about it seriously. If something like this were hanging down from above… it would really want to hook it down!

So much fun!

Broken memories gradually surfaced, connecting into a picture.

In the gloomy sky of Chaofu Mountain, the tall Wenyu tree emitted a soft white light. A rope tied with a black iron fish pendant hung down from above the Wenyu tree.

He stared at the trembling, swaying pendant, finding it very interesting.

The pendant went lower and lower… he jumped up and pounced, grabbing the pendant. He didn’t untie the rope, nor did he let go with his claws, just hung on it, swinging back and forth.

He was happily swinging on the swing when the rope above suddenly loosened. He fell into the canopy of the Wenyu tree, holding the black iron fish pendant, the branches messing up his fur.

He tumbled several times in the canopy. The glowing white leaves of the Wenyu tree tickled his nose. The rope tied to the black iron fish pendant got tangled haphazardly on the branches, leaving him hanging under the canopy.

He sneezed and shook his head…

What happened next… what happened next? He couldn’t remember.

Wanyan ran to the base of the Wenyu tree and started climbing.

If he followed the route from his memory, would he remember more?

He climbed into the canopy, surrounded by glowing, jade-like leaves. All the leaves looked so similar; Wanyan couldn’t tell which was the path he had fallen through.

Not happy!

Wanyan the cat squatted on a branch, its tail hanging down and swinging.

Why do all the leaves here look the same? Why can’t they be different colors or different shapes? Why can’t there be arrow-shaped signs like in the mortal world?

“Hey!” He stretched out a paw and patted the tree trunk. “Do you remember which way I fell through?”

The Wenyu tree did not respond.

Wanyan showed his claws. “Hurry up and tell me!”

The branches of the Wenyu tree swayed, shaking Wanyan the cat to the ground.

Wanyan the cat rolled on the ground, very angry. He picked up his black iron fish pendant in his mouth and ran to the cold pond.

He squatted by the edge of the cold pond and looked down into it.

Chaofu Mountain had only this one deep pond. The water was as clear as the empty sky, yet so deep its bottom could not be seen.

This was a cold pond that would freeze anything it touched; even ghosts could not resist its chill.

Wanyan boredly pawed at the water, then quickly retracted his paw and shook it.

Linyuan wasn’t here, so he wasn’t going into the pond. It was very cold.

Unable to recall more memories, Wanyan was very unhappy and started pestering the forum to find Linyuan again.

The network-type Chaofan ghosts who were captured by Wanyan to provide internet access to Chaofu Mountain felt very miserable. They had to keep working even after becoming ghosts.

The few ghosts forced to work all hoped that the Ghost King Wanyan could find his memories soon, so he would let them go reincarnate or start a normal underworld ghost life. They discussed it together and came up with an idea for the Ghost King Wanyan:

Why not find those big shots in the information field to investigate his past?

Wanyan felt this idea was not very reliable. “It’s not like I haven’t posted missions on the forum before. No one ever took them.”

That’s because you directly posted asking for the Ghost King Linyuan’s location. Who would want to offend the Ghost King Linyuan for a single mission?

You have to coax a kitten. The several network-type ghosts all said that the Ghost King Linyuan was too powerful, and finding his location was very, very difficult, but finding a few clues about one’s own past wasn’t that hard.

Moreover, the ghosts also gave Wanyan a suggestion: for high-difficulty missions, casting a wide net by posting directly in the mission section was actually not effective. True big shots usually have long-term partners and don’t frequently browse the mission section. And the ordinary Chaofan beings who do often look at the mission section are likely not capable of solving high-difficulty missions.

They suggested that Wanyan send out personal mission invitations.

Wanyan accepted this suggestion. But he didn’t know who to invite.

The few network-type ghosts helped him filter out a few of the more formidable information-type Chaofan beings on the forum.

Wanyan was very generous. “Invite them all!”

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

Wanyan: “What is this thing?”

Because the Chaofan Forum is anonymous, under normal circumstances, even if someone violates the forum rules, the only punishments the administrators can give are banning the account, muting, and deducting points.

The first two are not very deterrent, and the latter is meaningless for new accounts with no points to deduct.

The account is virtual, but the transactions involved in the mission section are real. Therefore, the forum’s mission section has restrictions on posting missions and sending mission invitations.

Although the Ghost King Wanyan’s account had been verified, verification and level were two different things. They did not interfere with each other. Verification only meant it was the person themselves; the forum did not vouch for them.

And the Ghost King Wanyan’s account had truly not done anything to accumulate credibility level.

Wanyan: “So I can only invite one person.”

Network-type ghost: “Correct.”

Wanyan: “Then who should I choose?”

The network-type ghost presented the list, very worried that the Ghost King Wanyan had decision paralysis.

Wanyan carefully looked over the list and found a familiar name.

“Zoujin Kexue!” Wanyan pressed his paw on this name. “It’s him! Linyuan replied to his message but ignored me!”

Although Linyuan had replied to many people later, Zoujin Kexue was the first!

“Then shall we cross out Zoujin Kexue’s name?” the network-type ghost asked cautiously.

“No! I’ll choose him!” Wanyan said. “He must know Linyuan, otherwise Linyuan wouldn’t have replied to him.”

“I’ll invite him! If he doesn’t give me a clue, it means he’s fooling me!”

Wanyan the cat: Holding a grudge!

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