Chapter 118: Completely Unable to Break In
The thick, dark blood spread rapidly across the floor, forming a spreading pool that extended outward, filling the entire corridor and reaching all the way to the elevator lobby where Wen Nan now stood.
As the blood approached the tips of Wen Nan’s shoes, it instinctively parted to either side, flowing around him and continuing to coat the surrounding floor.
Then, the dense black blood began to evaporate visibly, rising into the air as a dark red mist.
The crimson fog quickly filled every inch of the surrounding air, like a drop of vermilion ink bleeding into clear water, instantly dyeing the entire floor in a translucent red haze.
Within the mist, two figures—one pale, one red—were completely enveloped, their piercing, agonized screams echoing incessantly.
Wen Nan stood frozen, quietly staring straight ahead at the place where the three figures overlapped.
As the saying goes, three women make a drama.
When three young women clash, the resulting chaos is terrifying beyond measure.
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[Wow, what is this? Has Qiqi been reborn after activating the new map? A three-star female ghost beating a five-star and six-and-a-half-star female ghost? This makes no sense!]
[But didn’t Jiuzirou choose the third option? Wasn’t the background described as ‘understanding and empathetic’? Why does it seem like it boosts burst damage?]
[Looks like this is actually Qiqi’s original female ghost ability, combined with her ‘Shared Consciousness’ skill.]
[Yes, Qiqi is a contact-type female ghost. Increasing her contact area naturally buffs her abilities. She filled the area within a 10-meter radius with her own blood, so any female ghost touching her blood mist becomes the target of her ‘Shared Consciousness’ skill, with the effect multiplied many times over.]
[But this ‘Shared Consciousness’... actually works like this?!]
[I thought it just meant exchanging a few heartfelt words, but no, it’s this direct and brutal—physical-level connection?!]
[This isn’t shared consciousness; this is physical transcendence!]
[Damn, this skill is so powerful! No wonder the streamer chose option three. It’s definitely stronger than the damage or armor boosts.]
[Like I said, the streamer is a legendary pro. Don’t question the choices of a master—just learn from them!]
[Anyone who doubted before, especially those calling the master reckless, step forward and speak up!]
[So, do you admit it now?]
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Thirty minutes later.
Outside Wen Nan’s rented apartment, the storm of blood and chaos finally subsided.
The scene before him cleared once more. Wen Nan looked forward and saw that the three were restored to their normal appearances.
Not only that...
The tense, hostile atmosphere that had struck him like a blow when stepping out of the elevator had completely dissipated, replaced by a gentle, refreshing calm—like a spring breeze.
Wang Jialing stood silently with her head bowed, clutching her schoolbag on Qiqi’s left side. Sun Yi, wrapped in a blanket, stood on Qiqi’s right, her face slightly uplifted. Both were quiet, their cheeks flushed—whether from the earlier scuffle or shyness, Wen Nan could not tell.
Qiqi whispered something softly into their ears, then raised both hands and gently ruffled their heads simultaneously.
The two, who had just been at each other’s throats, now became as docile as kittens, nodding in agreement and even reaching out to shake hands amicably.
Wen Nan stepped closer and heard Qiqi laughing softly, “Be good now. From now on, we’re all good sisters, one family. No more arguing, and definitely no fighting. Sisters of the same family should get along peacefully, right?”
Her voice was light and tender. For a moment, Wen Nan couldn’t distinguish whether she was saying “sisters of the same family” or “sisters of the Ye family.”
But seeing this harmonious scene of sisterly affection before him, Wen Nan couldn’t help but think to himself—the ‘Shared Consciousness’ skill truly is a treasure.
It’s practically a super extinguisher designed to douse the fires in his backyard.
From now on, whenever there’s a clash or chaos in his own home, he wouldn’t have to worry. Just close the door and unleash Qiqi. Wen Nan’s calculations were thorough, but soon a problem arose—
“Qiqi, have you eaten dinner? I bought sushi and left it at home. Shall we eat together?”
Sun Yi, who normally looked disdainfully at everyone, now showed unusual warmth toward this suddenly arrived childhood friend, subdued by Qiqi’s ‘Shared Consciousness.’
Seeing this, Wang Jialing immediately showed no less enthusiasm, raising her schoolbag, “I brought lots of food and some takeout milk tea. Qiqi, do you want to try some?”
Qiqi smiled, putting her arms around both of them as they walked into the apartment. “All together?”
Wen Nan stood outside the door, watching their backs disappear inside, feeling the cold breeze sweeping through the hallway, a bit dazed.
Had their relationship warmed too quickly, becoming overly intimate?
He couldn’t even find a way to join in.
Just moments ago, he had been so engrossed in watching the drama unfold, and now he realized he had truly become just a spectator.
No, girls, haven’t you forgotten the most important part—me standing right outside the door?!
Sensing Wen Nan’s resentful gaze from outside, Qiqi picked up a small bowl, grabbed a piece of tuna, and called toward the door, “Brother, want to try some?”
Though she finally remembered Wen Nan was alive and present, her tone was casual, almost indifferent. Sun Yi looked up and swallowed the fish in one bite. Qiqi laughed and pinched her cheek, “Why are you so greedy?”
After that, the three largely ignored Wen Nan.
Wen Nan: (..).
9527: [Congratulations, target ‘rescued runaway girl who won’t leave,’ current affection level: 88%.]
9527: [Congratulations, target ‘neighbor girl you watched grow up,’ current affection level: 91%.]
Forget it.
For the sake of the affection levels, Wen Nan gave in—
If he couldn’t break in, then he wouldn’t force it.
They were already mature characters, capable of managing their own relationships.
He didn’t need to do anything, and the numbers would just keep rising on their own.
Thinking that way, it wasn’t so bad after all.
Lying on the lazy sofa beside the three, Wen Nan pulled out several key pieces of equipment and items from the system, beginning to study them.
As he scanned through his inventory, his attention quickly settled on the portable storage ring gifted by Yang Mingzhong.
Holding the ring on his fingertip, Wen Nan examined it carefully and soon discovered something unusual—
Engraved on the inside of the ring was a line of tiny, intricate text.
(The End of This Chapter)