Chapter 935: Artificial Fruit
Yan Zhichun's tone was extremely firm. This didn't mean she held any prejudice against Han Yimo personally, but rather against "Disaster."
Every person's "Echo" on this land came with side effects, but she had never seen an Echo whose very name *was* its side effect.
All the efforts of the "Extreme Path" over the past seven years were for this moment. Adding a "Disaster" to the team at a time like this was simply too absurd no matter how you looked at it.
"I... I'll go alone...?" Dr. Zhao was taken aback. "I do want to help you, but regardless of what organization you are, or how many people are in it... I don't have a single person I can trust. You need to consider my position too, right?"
"Then forget it." Yan Zhichun said. "Thank you, Dr. Zhao. You've already helped me a lot. I look forward to working with you again."
"Well..." Dr. Zhao could only sigh. "Alright, I suppose it's fate that we've only met once. I can only say I did my best."
"Exactly!" Han Yimo cut in. "Old Zhao, let's ignore them. I don't know what these supporting characters are so confident about."
Yan Zhichun and Jiang Ruoxue felt that this young man who had just walked in was completely unhinged. Every sentence he said was abnormal.
"Alright, alright." Jiang Ruoxue quickly nodded. "We're all supporting characters, and you're the only extra, is that it?"
"You know it." Han Yimo paused, feeling something was off. "Who the hell is an extra?"
"What? You're not an extra? Then you must be the lighting technician?" Jiang Ruoxue asked again.
Seeing her sharp tongue and quick wit, Han Yimo pursed his lips, turned around angrily, and said, "Old Zhao, ignore her. Now that Qi Xia is back, there are plenty of places for us. I can only say: don't bully a youth for being poor. If they look down on me now, fine. One day, I'll make them all regret it."
"Qi Xia... is back?" Yan Zhichun paused slightly. "You know him too?"
"What, scared now?" Han Yimo said. "Not only do we know him, we're teammates from the same room. Qi Xia is my 'Guide,' my 'Savior.'"
Yan Zhichun found this statement somewhat interesting.
After all, Qi Xia was the White Sheep, and the White Sheep was also her "Guide" and "Savior."
If that was the case... was Han Yimo another "Needle" that Qi Xia had planted?
His madness indicated that he was a seasoned "Echoer." Combined with his ability, which was the same as "Scapegoat" and constantly displayed on the monitor as if parading through the streets—had she underestimated the power of "Disaster"?
"In the same room as Qi Xia...?" Yan Zhichun's mind stirred with a bold hypothesis. She quickly called out to the two and asked, "May I ask what the 'Interview Game' in your room was?"
"Interview Game...?" Dr. Zhao thought for a moment and said, "I think it was called Liar, Bamboo Shoots After Rain, and something else..."
"Death from the Sky...?" Yan Zhichun ventured.
"Yes!" Dr. Zhao nodded. "How did you know? Did someone tell you?"
Yan Zhichun instantly understood the connection...
Zhang Qiang hadn't disappeared; he had been "trapped" in Qi Xia's room all along. No wonder Qi Xia had said that Zhang Qiang would never be promoted...
In that room, even if everyone else disappeared, Qi Xia would never disappear.
Furthermore, when she first met the White Sheep, he had said that every teammate in his room was carefully selected. This not only ensured that Zhang Qiang would "never be promoted" but also that he would "always be safe."
If that was the case, this crazy man in front of her was more like a "Needle" than she was. He had long been chosen by Qi Xia as a teammate, a pawn under his manipulation.
"Think about it," Jiang Ruoxue interjected softly, "that person named Qi Xia... everyone in his room is interesting. Besides these two, there's that strange 'Extreme Path Walker' Lin Qin, and the tattooed man who killed Xiao Xiao and Luo Eleven. All of them are Echoers we've never heard of."
"And that Chen Junnan, who keeps trying to set me up on blind dates..." Yan Zhichun said with a helpless expression.
"Setting you up on blind dates...?" Jiang Ruoxue paused, then laughed. "What a strange motivation."
Yan Zhichun didn't respond and just sighed. "As expected... ever since Qi Xia led the people from his room onto this land, the whole matter has been steadily advancing. Truly terrifying..."
"What?" Jiang Ruoxue seemed not to understand.
"Ruoxue, I think you were right," Yan Zhichun said. "What's happening to us right now was determined long ago by 'cause and effect.'"
"That's my life motto." Jiang Ruoxue smiled. "So, do you agree with it too?"
"You are 'Cause and Effect,' so you can strongly feel this state," Yan Zhichun said. "But the actual situation is that someone used an extremely long time to bring about this 'cause and effect.' None of this is destined by heaven; it's destined by man. He minimized his chances of losing as much as possible."
"You mean..." Jiang Ruoxue understood. "That person is... him...?"
"Yes." Yan Zhichun nodded. She turned to Dr. Zhao and Han Yimo and said, "Since we've all ended up here, it's a wonderful fate. Would you two like to join me in the action tomorrow?"
"Oh..." Han Yimo snorted coldly. "What, is this that kind of story? The face slap comes that fast? Now you're begging me. It's not impossible. After all, one day you'll know who the real protagonist is."
Jiang Ruoxue gave a bitter smile, then raised her hand to rub her forehead. "You're really strange... What did you do before?"
"I was a novelist," Han Yimo said. "Everything here can be explained using knowledge from novels, so compared to you, I understand this place better. Even if you hadn't pulled me in today, I would eventually become the true 'Savior.'"
Jiang Ruoxue was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "Alright..."
Han Yimo gave a light snort and continued, "But... you only mentioned the 'Savior' just now. What exactly do you need me to do?"
"I can only say... once you two participate in the action tomorrow, you might truly become the 'Savior.' Everyone here will remember your heroic deeds." Yan Zhichun turned her head to look at the sky outside the window. "One of you is a doctor who heals the wounded and saves the dying, the other is a writer who wants to become the savior of the world. Perhaps no one is more suited for this job than you two."
"Ha!" Han Yimo perked up at that. "Why didn't you say that earlier!"
"W-wait a moment..." Dr. Zhao felt something was off about this. "Miss, if you're going to leave this entire operation to the two of us, then what's the point of your organization? Don't you do any work?"