GRMFBS CH122

Professor Parrot and Granny Zhuo Shu created a small group chat to find like-minded researchers to discuss their new topic.

Zhan Yan did not forget his original intention.

Melon Badger King: [@AAA Mentong Big Grapes 6.6 How do I place an order for the grapes?]

Puyang Xia immediately erupted with immense enthusiasm.

AAA Mentong Big Grapes 6.6: [@Melon Badger King Just DM me your address and transfer the money. If you buy a lot, I’ll give you some extra for free. If you want to use the platform, that works too.]

AAA Mentong Big Grapes 6.6: [[Link][Link][Link]]

King of Fruits: [@Melon Badger King Why do you have such bad taste?! It’s obvious at a glance that you’ve never eaten truly delicious fruit!]

King of Fruits: [Send your address over, I’ll send you some lychees to try. Once you eat them, you’ll know that lychees are the true king of fruits!]

Fluffy of Biyu Ridge: [Nonsense! How does lychee count as the king of fruits?]

This was a kiwi demon.

The great plant demons in the group started fighting over who was the true king of fruits. Zhan Yan quietly clicked the link to go buy grapes.

The over eight-hundred-year-old grape demon had truly put in a lot of effort to save his vineyard, registering on every platform and even doing live-stream sales! In the livestream, a black-haired old man with a long beard, his hair tied up in a bun with a grape vine, held a bunch of grapes and gave a serious thumbs up to the camera: “Sweet!”

Zhan Yan originally planned to just order two boxes, one for home and the other for school—he was going back to school tomorrow, so he wouldn’t be able to eat the ones sent home. However, the platform stated that shipping was free for two boxes or more to the same address, so under the mysterious power of rounding up for free shipping, Zhan Yan bought two extra boxes of grapes.

There was a fridge at home; his parents, older brother, and older sister—four people in total—could definitely finish them. There was even less to worry about at school; distributing them among his classmates would solve it. They were all a bunch of foodies. Last time in the dorm, Duan Hong complained that he had a box of giant hawthorn pills that was about to expire; just as he was about to throw them away, the guys from the next dorm saw them and actually finished them all as snacks.

He would taste the grapes once they arrived to see how they were, and if they were as deliciously good as Puyang Xia boasted. If they were indeed good, he could get his mom’s company to invest a bit. It was great having alternate identities! With his identities, he could pull struggling demons into his mom’s company, and introduce people in need to his dad’s acting company. When his identities were eventually revealed, hey! Both sides would have received each other’s favors; how could they have the nerve to fight?

After finishing buying the grapes, the Cultivator’s Conference group chat name had already changed ten times. One moment it was “Kiwis Are the True Way!”, the next it was “No One Dislikes Lychees!”, and then it changed again to “If You Aren’t Selling Then Get Lost, Why Steal Ad Space?! Big Grapes 6.6!!!”.

It looked like the great demons would be fighting for a while longer, so Zhan Yan closed the group first and resumed catching up on the big shot Artisan’s gossip.

Ning Xi had trained Gu Zhixing beforehand, and he chatted quite well with the Artisan. By the time the Artisan left, she had already signed a long-term cooperation contract with the Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau, including but not limited to custom R&D, sharing information related to Infinite, and so on.

After signing the contract with supernatural restrictions with the Artisan, Gu Zhixing sent the digital version back to Ning Xi. Ning Xi was fairly satisfied after reading it, and turned around to find Ji Yueming.

He planned to hand over all future tasks dealing with the Artisan to Tianshi. On one hand, it was to find her some work that didn’t require hands-on fighting; on the other hand, it was to fully utilize the idol effect to squeeze out as much of the Artisan’s labor as possible.

He had tried every possible means to make direct contact with the Artisan just for this supernatural contract. But although the Artisan agreed to sign the contract under the temptation of idol merchandise, the contract terms were set very loosely. If they relied purely on the contract, it would be good if the Artisan could help them complete one order a year.

On the other side, Zhan Suiru controlled the puppet and brought a stack of contracts back to her studio. The puppet butler elegantly took the items from the puppet’s hands and habitually began to organize the documents.

“No need to tidy up, just put them in Cabinet 2.” Just as Zhan Suiru finished speaking, she saw the puppet butler staring at the contract, his eyes beginning to shine.

Zhan Suiru: …Oh no!

“Please rest assured, I will arrange your work schedule for you and remind you constantly!” The puppet butler had a serious look on his face.

Zhan Suiru: What work schedule? She signed a cooperation contract with the Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau, not a quantitative quota contract; there was no fixed task volume, alright?!

However, the puppet butler had already started trying to squeeze out her maximum value: “Additionally, you still have 32 pending orders…”

“Reject them! Reject them all!”

Puppet butler: “There are a few key clients among them that you have marked.”

Zhan Suiru took a deep breath: “Show me.”

The very first one was an invitation from Approaching Science. This newly emerging information-type had provided her with the “doomsday fragment” information. At the time, she felt that Approaching Science’s abilities were very strong and might be useful in the future, so it would be good to maintain a relationship, which was why she marked it as a priority.

She originally planned to take a look and accept it in the next couple of days, but the Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau contract suddenly came up. Besides the contract, Ning Xi had just seized the opportunity to give her a massive order. With Xiao Ran urging her on from the side, she didn’t want to find more trouble for herself and work herself to death.

Speaking of which, what did Approaching Science invite her for? If it wasn’t too troublesome, she could find time to do it. She opened the DMs and invitation. Approaching Science asked if she could make a prop that could be used to find the Candle Dragon Remnant.

Candle Dragon Remnant. Zhan Suiru pressed her lips into a straight line upon seeing these four words. Forget it, she’d better explain it to Approaching Science first.

Artisan: [I can’t make this.]

Zhan Yan saw the message immediately. Sigh, the Artisan couldn’t make it? Hmm, true, both the Wan Yao Alliance and the Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau were looking for the Candle Dragon Remnant. If the Artisan could make it, she probably would have sold it to these two organizations long ago.

But he decided to ask again.

Approaching Science: [Is there some problem?]

Since she could make so many bizarre things, the Artisan’s hardware conditions were sufficient. The inability to make the Candle Dragon Remnant was probably due to other reasons. Maybe he could solve them.

Artisan: [I have never been to the Candle Dragon Remnant.]

…Very reasonable. A person couldn’t make an item pointing to something they had never even seen. But Zhan Yan wanted to customize this from the Artisan precisely because he hadn’t been to the Candle Dragon Remnant either.

Zhan Yan regretfully prepared to cancel the order. But while typing, he suddenly discovered a new issue: the Artisan said she had never “been” to the Candle Dragon Remnant. She knew the Candle Dragon Remnant was a place that could be entered.

Before learning from Bao Qingshan that the Candle Dragon Remnant was similar to a game dungeon, the only information Zhan Yan had gleaned from the hidden boards was that the Candle Dragon Remnant was a trace of previously fragmented time, but he knew absolutely nothing about how this trace was manifested.

Old Master Weng Yan was also someone who knew of the Candle Dragon’s existence, but when Zhan Yan asked him about it, he could only brush it off with a laugh.

People who had never been to the Candle Dragon Remnant only had a conceptual understanding of it. The fact that the Artisan used the word “been” indicated that her understanding of the Candle Dragon Remnant was much deeper than his own. He needed to hurry up and collect this information!

He immediately changed the custom order invitation into an information invitation!

Zhan Suiru didn’t know whether to laugh or cry watching Approaching Science’s string of actions. Fine, an information task it is. Because she had seen how Approaching Science blasted that group of Tianshi haters on the forum a while ago, she actually had a pretty good impression of Approaching Science.

However, the Candle Dragon Remnant… Her understanding of the Candle Dragon Remnant truly wasn’t much. What she understood was the reason for its formation—time loops.

The Candle Dragon Remnant was a trace of fragmented time. Zhan Suiru had never been to the Candle Dragon Remnant, but she had experienced countless time fragmentations and loops.

Her world was a dungeon world within Infinite. Batch after batch of players entered the dungeon, and time restarted round after round. Her world had no future, forever trapped in a loop of doomsday fragments.

Time was like a bowstring, strung full of beads. Lighter beads would vibrate along with the vibration of the string, while heavier beads struggled to tune to the same frequency as the string. The loop of time went wrong on them.

This world’s time loop was watched over by the Candle Dragon. She carefully bypassed the time of those powerful living beings, allowing them to remain unaffected by the time loops.

And the fragmentation generated between the time that failed to loop on these living beings and the time that the world had already looped, became remnants in time.

Zhan Suiru was the time remnant of the doomsday.

She was a spiritual type superpowered individual, the protector of the doomsday’s last safe base. Her spirit retained the traces of restart after restart, and through the tempering of those restarts, she finally broke through the frequency of time’s tuning one day.

She discovered that the world was a giant playground. Zhan Suiru’s brows unconsciously furrowed. Two slightly cool fingers pressed against the space between her eyebrows. The puppet butler stood behind her and began massaging her head.

Zhan Suiru was very unappreciative: “Not rushing my work anymore?”

Puppet butler: “Given your current state, I believe you need to rest for 16 minutes and 39 seconds before starting work again.”

Zhan Suiru: “…Did I really fix you until you broke?” Could break time really be precise down to 39 seconds? What would happen if she rested for 40 seconds? The universe wouldn’t explode!

Puppet butler: “Precision and efficiency are essential virtues of an excellent butler.”

Zhan Suiru: “You weren’t like this before! You used to be afraid that I was too busy with work and that staying up late would harm my body!”

The gears in the puppet butler’s pupils jammed again. His storage system told him that just over a month ago, he had indeed expressed disapproval of her busy work schedule because Zhan Suiru stayed up late, skipped meals, and drank coffee on an empty stomach.

But after jamming twice, the puppet butler sorted himself out again: “I am still worried about your health, and I do not approve of you staying up late and drinking coffee on an empty stomach. I believe you should scientifically and reasonably arrange your rest and work times. For example, right now, you should still rest for 13 minutes and 32 seconds…”

Zhan Suiru: “…Stop!”

She couldn’t take it anymore, she just couldn’t! Zhan Suiru began rejecting the other task invitations.

Puppet butler: “You have a new chaofan forum task invitation message.”

Zhan Suiru: … She clicked it open to see.

Call Me Wu Yingjun: [Artisan, are you there?] Call Me Wu Yingjun: [I want to commission you for a batch of research instruments.] Call Me Wu Yingjun: [Oh, you absolutely cannot imagine what a fantastic new research topic we have!]

The parrot demon Wu Ying was an old acquaintance of Zhan Suiru. He had been ordering various research instruments from her since many years ago and was very generous with his money.

During the period when Zhan Suiru’s status in the black market was still unstable, she had accepted Wu Ying’s help to shake off the broker’s suppression, and he had never asked for anything in return.

Artisan: [Do you need it urgently?] Call Me Wu Yingjun: [Of course!] Call Me Wu Yingjun: [I can’t wait any longer!]

Zhan Suiru sighed.

Artisan: [Send the list over.]

That’s why debts of gratitude were the hardest to repay.

Call Me Wu Yingjun: [[File][File][File]]

Call Me Wu Yingjun: [That’s all for now.]

Call Me Wu Yingjun: [I might add more at any time as the research progresses.]

Call Me Wu Yingjun: [Love you~ [Blowing a kiss]]

The puppet butler very diligently added the new task to her schedule list: “You have a new chaofan forum task invitation message.”

Zhan Suiru: …Who is it this time? Reject, reject… I can’t reject this.

Ghost King Tie Lao: [Do you have any cat toys that can attract a cat’s attention and trap the cat when necessary?] Ghost King Tie Lao: [Wan Yan Ghost King heard about the black market from the forum. He said he searched everywhere last time he came out, but he hasn’t searched the black market yet, and that Ghost King Lin Yuan must be hiding in the black market. He’s going to come check the black market after he comes out this time.] Ghost King Tie Lao: [Can I order a server that can run in the Underworld? That way I can have programmer ghosts design a system dedicated to running Underworld work.] Ghost King Tie Lao: [I’m too busy right now, I don’t have time to keep an eye on Wan Yan Ghost King.]

Wan Yan Ghost King was truly a weapon of mass destruction. Throwing his bizarre curses around everywhere made it very easy for people’s secret identities to be exposed. He absolutely could not be allowed to come to the black market!

Zhan Suiru accepted both orders.

Ah! Why was there suddenly so much work?!