Chapter 2899 - 1375: Unknown (VIII)

Real-time

AD, August 23, AM12:00:00——AM12:00:01

The Realm of Innocence Beta Test Zone, Codename No.9999 Stress Test Zone Inner Area, Temporary Mount Zone [20490823]

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Unlike the [0 Special Test Zone], this temporarily established mount zone opened today is not empty; we might say it’s beautiful and picturesque. From a bird’s-eye view, you would see mountains, water, and woods here. Although there are no signs of life except for the [Tester], it still gives a feeling of bliss, akin to a high-consumption private vacation zone.

"It’s just that the consumption content is my hair..."

Under the tree shade, a young man dressed in a short T-shirt and flip-flops, with bones astonishingly large, weighing at least three hundred pounds, was loudly complaining. He complained as he combed his hair with his large fan-like hand, his expression extremely ghastly: "Do you have any idea how troublesome it is to temporarily open a test zone and then add a mount space that can withstand the damage you lot cause!!"

Beside him, a handsome young man with naturally curly black hair and fair skin frowned slightly and asked indifferently, "In my impression, such things should be easy for you, right?"

"Yi Nan, you ghost player, know nothing!"

The robust young man gritted his teeth and glared over, angrily said: "I now have no Karma support! Didn’t I mention before, the Main System of the Realm of Innocence has started resisting me! Without that thing’s help, I almost got exhausted just reactivating the Beta Test Zone! After activation, I had to write separate code for this theoretically redundant high-limit mount zone! I have to unfold my Symbolic Power completely! Do you know what unfolding completely means?"

Though having a slightly cold and solemn air opposite to Yi Dong, the young guy who was indeed the ’Uncle Yi Nan’ Motan remembered, nodded slightly: "I see, that indeed sounds exhausting for you."

Then, he continued to lean against the big tree behind him, closing his eyes to relax, with no intention of further comforting his partner.

As mentioned before, Yi Dong’s father always seemed to be a trendy, stern handsome guy, mostly silent and static, contrary to his sunny and cheerful son. However, this doesn’t stop Motan from believing he’s a good person. Surely, in certain situations, Motan also liked to describe this handsome uncle’s air as being as flamboyant.

After all, although appearing as an ice-cold handsome man, Yi Nan’s severe obsession with anime is no secret. At least to Motan, a close friend of his son, it’s no secret. So from the latter’s perspective, Uncle Yi Nan is not naturally indifferent; he’s merely not good at interacting with others. Beneath that cold shell likely lies a rather fun soul.

Isn’t that nonsense... Which proper soul would compete with his wife for waifus? Which proper soul would neglect his own wife to focus on maintaining waifu figures? Which proper soul would sulk for three days after his son draws a character he desires?

So, Motan’s conclusion is very simple: Uncle Yi Nan isn’t aloof; he’s just...

"Flamboyant."

A ghostly maiden in a Snow White Princess Dress floated over with a giggle, tugging at Yi Nan’s expressionless cheek: "You look just like that little rascal of yours."

Yi Nan glanced at this female ghost, known in the industry as the ’Dongming Ghost King’, true name Bai Miemi, who was quite familiar with the Ji Family sisters. He slapped away her little hand and seriously corrected: "He should look like me."

"It’s all the same, all the same."

Bai Miemi lazily floated cross-legged in mid-air, then waved to the maiden who suddenly appeared nearby: "Hey there! Xiao Zhen!"

"Sorry I’m late."

Seeming about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, clad in a white lab coat, the maiden walked over slowly, smiling gently: "Did you wait long?"

If Yu Chen were here, she’d find that this well-featured and attractive lady almost completely resembles her mother in old photos, apart from lacking a persistent sorrow between her brows, almost identical.

Indeed, by now, everyone probably guessed that those present at this location are basically the associates of the young people currently gathered at Mo Tan’s house. They are also ’Outsiders’ rich in secrets, whom even Mo Tan dares not easily investigate.

And their gathering has coincidentally relevant purposes related to the topics the young ones are discussing at this very moment.

"Oh wow!!"

Accompanied by a not-high-decibel, meaning unclear, yet clearly transmitted sound ringing in everyone’s ears in this space, Ji Xiaoge and Ji Xiaodao’s parents suddenly appeared in midair, smiling as they waved to these old friends who were chatting sporadically below: "Here I am! Everyone, come over; let’s quickly discuss business!"

"How dare you tell everyone to hurry and talk business! Do you even realize how late you are! Huh?!"

Not far away, Yao Qianhan, who had met Motan not long ago, now appears only in her early twenties in this space, even dressed in a Tanhua University uniform, angrily exclaimed.