GRMFBS CH277

Zhan Yunkai returned with Zhan Jinli’s bread and dreams.

Ji Yueming stared at the bread for a moment, broke off a small piece, chewed slowly, and swallowed it.

Mhm… It definitely had a certain restorative effect on spiritual consciousness, but her spiritual consciousness was currently in perfect condition; without sensing carefully, it would be hard to notice this minute change.

She had only tasted a cake made by Zhan Jinli once, back when he first opened his cake shop. At that time, her taste buds had been so overwhelmingly shocked that she hadn’t noticed this tiny effect on her spiritual consciousness at all.

Ji Yueming picked up a bottle of water and began to drink.

“I think the difficulty of achieving Jinli’s dream is a bit too high. How about we just forget it?”

Zhan Yunkai, who had also broken off a small piece of bread, nodded slowly. “How about we find some other things that can restore spiritual consciousness for Yan Yan instead?”

It was too pitiful for the child to eat this every day.

The couple quickly reached a consensus.

However, regarding what to feed Yan Yan, they first had to figure out his exact condition.

Over the past ten-plus years, they had always thought Yan Yan was just an ordinary person.

Less than two months ago, when Zhan Yan suddenly fell in love with his brother’s bread, the couple had both secretly checked him over. The results of the examination at that time were completely normal.

But tonight, both of them had witnessed with their own eyes as Zhan Yan launched himself over a dozen meters high right off the ground.

Although he later failed when he secretly tried bouncing around behind their backs, it was so cute… No, the fact that he managed to do it even once meant that Yan Yan’s current physical fitness was by no means that of an ordinary person.

A normal physical check-up could be due to the Bai Ze’s instinct for self-preservation and its ability to conceal itself. But why would he suddenly manifest it once and then be unable to use it again afterward?

Since when did he possess this ability? And what was going on with his age?

Is he… truly in a human body right now?

Zhan Yunkai said in a low voice, “No trace of his reincarnation was found in the Ming He River.”

In other words, the Bai Ze might not have gone through reincarnation at all.

Although they didn’t know what was going on with his age and body, this was clearly much better than they had anticipated.

However, the fact that Zhan Yan could leap over ten meters also signified another thing—the Bai Ze’s self-concealment was beginning to fade.

Perhaps the other arrangements he had once made would also begin to disappear, such as the concepts of “spirit” and “network.”

But it didn’t matter. Restricting the enemy by weakening oneself had always been a mere temporary measure. Now that Infinite was already weakened to this extent, if they were still timid and hesitant, they might as well just end their own lives.

Meanwhile, Zhan Suiru, who was studying cookies with Yang Ran, suddenly received a new message.

Her communicator emitted a soft chime. Both of their hands were covered in batter.

A few streams of light flashed through Yang Ran’s eyes, and the message in the communicator played automatically.

“Deep Shadow: Ever since the Dawn World connected to Reincarnation, I’ve felt like something is off, and the feeling has been getting worse lately. Do you feel it too?”

Both Zhan Suiru and Yang Ran stopped what they were doing.

Deep Shadow’s intuition could not be ignored. The connection of the Dawn World to Reincarnation concerned the rebirth of souls from the apocalyptic world; absolutely nothing could go wrong with it.

But why didn’t she feel anything? Was it some new method Infinite was using against her? It wasn’t impossible; Infinite had always been fixated on the spiritual imprint she had left behind.

“I don’t feel anything wrong. Help me reply to him.” Zhan Suiru washed the batter off her hands. “I’m going to the Dawn World right now to check it out.”

Receiving Zhan Suiru’s reply, Gu Jiancheng also furrowed his brows.

Rong Sui was very reliable, but the spiritual imprint she had left on Infinite drew too much of Infinite’s hatred. Unfortunately, he couldn’t enter the Dawn World.

Wan Shitong could enter, but as a network-type, he was just a fragile squishy…

Just as he was worrying, Wan Shitong sent him a message.

Wan Shitong: “Boss, save me!”

Gu Jiancheng’s heart tightened, and he quickly began to trace Wan Shitong’s location.

“What happened? Where… are you?”

Tracing the location from the shadow he had left on Wan Shitong, how could Wan Shitong be in the Underworld?

Wan Shitong was clinging tightly to a pillar, extremely terrified.

He barely managed to allocate some supernatural power to send a message to Gu Jiancheng: “Bo-bo-boss, I-I-I’m right above a boiling oil cauldron.”

The pillar he was hugging stood right in the center of a massive oil cauldron. Below, the brownish-yellow oil was boiling and bubbling, and the pillar was coated in a slippery layer of grease built up from years of soot.

Wan Shitong wanted to cry but had no tears. After the Dawn World connected with Reincarnation, he felt that something was off, so he had been messing around in the core area.

This time, he successfully remembered that he was actually a spiritual type after leaving the Dawn World. Very good.

And he successfully came directly from the Dawn World to the real world without transitioning through the network. Extremely good.

But he had landed right above a famous tourist attraction in the Underworld—the oil cauldron. Very bad!!!

Screw his grandfather’s leg!

Why on earth would the connection point between the Dawn World and the real world appear right above a boiling oil cauldron?!

Fortunately, his reflexes were quick enough to grab onto this pillar; otherwise, he would have been served up directly as a dish.

Boss, save me!

Gu Jiancheng was unfamiliar with the routes in the Underworld. Fortunately, when he delivered Diting’s single horn, he had made acquaintances with Ghost King Ming He. Now, relying on the help of Ghost King Ming He, Gu Jiancheng took a shortcut through the Ming He River and rushed straight to the oil cauldron where Wan Shitong was located.

At this moment, one large ghost and three small ghosts had already gathered around the oil cauldron.

The four ghosts crowded around the cauldron, looking at the novelty.

“Oh! Where did this ghost come from?”

“What kind of eyesight do you have? This is clearly a human.”

“How could a living person come to the Underworld? And show up in a place like this.”

“Hey! You up there, how did you get here? You didn’t fall out of the sky, did you?”

Wan Shitong wailed at them, “Yes, yes! I’m a living person, and I don’t know how I fell into this place. Please save me, kind sirs! Once I get out, I will definitely burn plenty of incense and offerings for you.”

The ghosts folded their arms, looked up at him, and said, “Just come down yourself, just jump directly.”

Wan Shitong: “…”

Heh, you take me for a fool, trying to trick me into jumping down so you can have me as a side dish to go with your drinks, right?

The living person and the four ghosts went back and forth for a few sentences.

It was at this moment that Gu Jiancheng arrived.

The moment Wan Shitong saw him, his eyes welled up with tears of emotion. “Boss! Save me! These four ghosts are trying to trick me into the pot to fry me up as a side dish!”

Gu Jiancheng looked at the four ghosts warily. The oppressive aura of a Top 1 powerhouse was immensely imposing; one look and you could tell he was a big deal.

The large ghost was more experienced and noticed that Gu Jiancheng had arrived via a shortcut through the Ming He River.

There were plenty of powerful figures in the mortal realm, and not every single one of them was on good terms with the Underworld. The way to deal with an enemy versus a friend was definitely different.

But since this was a powerhouse who could take a shortcut through the Ming He River, he must be on good terms with their Underworld!

The large ghost displayed an ID badge neither humbly nor arrogantly.

“Hello, I am Er Liang, a large ghost serving under Ghost King Tie Lao, specifically in charge of Sector B1, 02.”

Hearing the designation “Sector B1, 02,” Wan Shitong found it incredibly jarring and widened his eyes. “When did your Underworld sectors change to this style of naming?”

It didn’t used to be this style before; weren’t they all rare, hard-to-remember names like “Feng,” “Ju,” “Wu,” and the like?

Er Liang explained quite patiently, “A while ago, Lord Tie Lao invited a person of extraordinary talent to help us optimize the Underworld’s office system. They also helped us streamline the map and regional divisions along the way.”

“This new naming style is easy to remember and practical, so we all switched over.”

Gu Jiancheng sensed a solemn and solid ghostly aura from Er Liang’s ID badge, which clearly belonged to Ghost King Tie Lao.

The guy was indeed a legitimate public servant responsible for Underworld affairs.

Wan Shitong was still hugging the pillar and wailing, “Boss, save me down first! I can’t hold on much longer, ahhh!”

Whether as a spiritual type or a network-type, he was not an expert in physical stamina. With such a slippery pillar, he really couldn’t hold on and was about to slide into the oil cauldron!

The three small ghosts chirped, “If you can’t hold on, then don’t.”

“If you fall in, you fall in.”

“Exactly, exactly. You’re so draggy.”

Wan Shitong: “…”

“Boss, you see! They really want to put me in the pot!”

Er Liang explained to Gu Jiancheng, “This is an amusement zone; this oil cauldron is fake. Touch it if you don’t believe me.”

Without any hesitation, he dipped his hand right into the oil cauldron.

Wan Shitong’s eyes widened.

Gu Jiancheng also reached his hand into the oil cauldron. It was cold.

He looked up at Wan Shitong, preparing to catch him.

The cold oil cauldron proved that these four ghosts bore no ill intent. Since he was already here, there was no need to let Wan Shitong fall hard…

Seeing that the oil cauldron was cold, Wan Shitong relaxed his arms and legs in surprise, and whoosh—he slid right down the pillar and into the pot.

The laws of the Underworld were different from those of the mortal realm. Who knew what that pillar was coated with, but Wan Shitong slid down much faster than free-falling in the mortal world.

Whoosh—Splash!

Wan Shitong floated in the oil cauldron, looking outside at a complete loss.

The “oil” surrounding him was a strange liquid—warm and smooth. It didn’t stick to his skin or soak his clothes, and it kept blowing bubbles continuously.

The three small ghosts were the first to cheer, their eyes sparkling as they stared at Er Liang. “Oh oh! Boss, we’re open for business today! Can we play too?”

Wan Shitong: ?

Gu Jiancheng: ?

Wan Shitong climbed out of the pot without a single smudge on him.

Er Liang said, “Go ahead, go ahead.”

The three small ghosts immediately took turns climbing up the pillar, sliding into the oil cauldron like it was a water slide.

Wan Shitong: “…Is this an Underworld water park?”

Gu Jiancheng: “…”

This form of entertainment in the Underworld was actually quite unique. It was much more thrilling than the “Eighteen Scenes of the Underworld” he and Yan Yan had played.

Gu Jiancheng took Wan Shitong away.

“How did you end up running into the Underworld?”

Standing under the sunlight once more, Wan Shitong was incredibly moved. He nervously observed his surroundings for a moment, then whispered to Gu Jiancheng:

“Boss, I discovered a huge secret! We need to find a safe place to talk.”

Gu Jiancheng simply pulled him into the Sea of Shadows.

“What is it?”

Looking at the shadows completely surrounding him, Wan Shitong felt that it was finally safe. He licked his lips and said, “Boss, I’m not a network-type. I’m a spiritual type.”

A spiritual type.

Gu Jiancheng’s pupils contracted.

The cognitive barrier collapsed like thin ice shattering across the surface of the sea, and all kinds of blurred thoughts and memories rapidly surged to the forefront.