The Truth Is Out: I'm a Reincarnator!

Chang Hanshan followed behind Zhang Miaoran and nervously walked into Zhou Zhe's office.

None of the three spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense.

After a moment, Zhou Zhe's gaze fell on Chang Hanshan, and he suddenly said, "trans-8-methyl-N-vanillyl-6-nonenamide."

"???"

The clueless girl was utterly bewildered.

Zhou Zhe smiled. "Based on the intelligence I gathered, along with some observation and analysis, it can be confirmed..."

"The greatest nemesis of the Switeans is trans-8-methyl-N-vanillyl-6-nonenamide."

"In other words, capsaicin."

After his Absolute Comprehension talent had activated, Zhou Zhe's brain had become increasingly useful.

Many things he had once seen and heard, which had originally been piled up in the depths of his mind and served no purpose at all, little more than junk information...

Had now all been put to use, becoming valuable knowledge.

Although his knowledge reserves still fell short compared to professional scientific research personnel, he could at least understand many scientific papers that had once seemed like heavenly books.

Besides that, there was English, Japanese, Korean, and so on.

Thanks to TV dramas and movies, Zhou Zhe had basically mastered them too and could communicate in daily life without any barriers—though thanks to the Black Iron Brand's translation function, those skills were pretty much useless.

Although these languages had not been recognized by the mysterious notebook or converted into skills, that did not matter much. After all, the Chinese Zhou Zhe had spoken since childhood had not been judged to be a skill either.

Looking at Chang Hanshan, who had lowered her head and was playing dumb, Zhou Zhe said leisurely, "Against an opponent with such an obvious weakness, all you need to do is get a little Lao Gan Ma Black Bean Sauce with no heat at all on your lips during a meal, seize an opportunity to bite him, and he'll immediately lose all ability to resist."

"The first time you killed him, that was probably how you did it, right?"

"This time, you added Carolina Reaper pepper to the blade-maintenance oil..."

"Honestly, that was a little too unfair."

Standing beside them, Zhang Miaoran blinked.

The first time?

This time?

Though she did not really understand, A Zhe seemed so amazing!

A Zhe really was the greatest!

Zhang Miaoran was completely lost in the clouds and mist. Looking adorably dazed, she seemed to have thought of something, and her little face flushed red, making her exceptionally cute.

As for the clueless-girl best friend at the center of the conversation...

She had originally wanted to play dumb and muddle through, but Zhou Zhe had already said this much. There was no point pretending anymore.

"You reincarnated from ten years in the future?"

"The truth is out—I'm a reincarnator!"

Zhou Zhe and Chang Hanshan spoke almost simultaneously.

"No way? You got it that precisely?"

A ghostly expression surfaced on the clueless-girl best friend's face. "Could it be that you reincarnated too?"

Zhou Zhe smiled and shook his head, raising one finger. "When we first met, you called me 'Your Highness Zhe.' It rolled off your tongue very naturally, unlike someone who had only just encountered that term."

He raised a second finger. "Over this period, you've mentioned 'ten years' a total of five times."

He raised a third finger. "You know Dugu Xiu and Jinuo extremely well. But I had someone investigate, and the records show that in this lifetime, you have never met them and have no direct or indirect connections whatsoever."

"With a little thought, the answer was easy to deduce."

After saying that, Zhou Zhe turned his face and looked at Zhang Miaoran.

Their eyes met.

(My Miaoran is still prettier.)

(A Zhe is still amazing! He caught the reincarnator in one go! Huh? My best friend is a reincarnator???)

Having eaten her fill of dog food, Chang Hanshan wore an extremely complicated expression, her eyes filled with both relief and worry. "Your Highness Zhe, you're not going to send me off to be sliced up, are you?"

Zhou Zhe gave her a disdainful look. "Your persecution complex is acting up."

"Perhaps before you reincarnated, your social standing was not particularly high, and you never came into contact with higher-level secret information."

"During this time, I've been cooperating with the Supernatural Affairs Department, and Director Huang gave me plenty of related intelligence."

"Let me put it simply and give you some peace of mind!"

At this point, Zhou Zhe paused, his tone turning solemn. "'Dao' issued a related ultimatum to the governments of every civilization. What you're worried about is one of the things explicitly prohibited."

At those words, Chang Hanshan relaxed considerably, though she was still a little timid. "Even so, don't casually tell other people that I'm a reincarnator!"

Zhang Miaoran nodded seriously, her tone sincere. "I won't tell anyone."

Seeing that heart-tugging little expression, Zhou Zhe felt like pinching her cheek.

No!

I can't leave the image of a lecher in her mind!

He withdrew his half-extended hand, turned awkwardly to the side, and stiffly said to Chang Hanshan, "Even if other people find out about your reincarnation, so what?"

"You're my apprentice, and Miaoran's good friend. Who would dare touch you?"

Chang Hanshan was so moved that she nearly cried aloud.

She lowered her head and thought for a long time before saying, "I am a reincarnator, that's right, but the will of the great universe distorted my memories, and I can't remember many things clearly!"

"Only when I see a certain person or encounter a particular scene can I recall some things!"

Mr. Zhou gave her a look of contempt. "This is the first time I've seen someone make having a bad memory sound so fresh and refined."

"Th-that's not it! Do you think I'm the protagonist of some reincarnation comic? That I remember every trivial thing with crystal clarity?"

The clueless-girl best friend activated debate mode. "I'm not some bragging machine!"

"Besides, can you remember what you ate for lunch on some random day ten years ago?"

Zhou Zhe looked at her with scorn. "At noon 3,650 days ago, the aunt next door gave me a steamed bun for lunch. Then I drank approximately 550 milliliters of water from the faucet in Nanshan Park."

"Before afternoon class, I snatched six spicy strips, half a box of McDonald's Chicken McNuggets, one Big Mac, and one Mexican chicken wrap from several little brats."

Self-Configuration—passing before a monument, photographic memory. Look into it.

A reincarnator...

That meant Chang Hanshan was one of the "variables" Dao had mentioned.

Excitement appeared on Zhang Miaoran's fair, rosy little face. "Shanshan! Ten years from now, A Zhe and I... Cough! Forget that! Since you reincarnated, you should know the locations of many heavenly treasures, cultivation manuals, and fortuitous encounters, right?"

"I have to see the heavenly treasure first before I can remember how I got it..."

"Like how, when I saw Dugu Xiu, I immediately remembered that he was a tsundere with decent character, and that he and Jinuo were best buddies who had faced life and death together. When I saw the gladiatorial preview, I remembered that my first opponent's weakness was chili peppers."

"=-= Alright then! Different question..."

Zhou Zhe listened from the side without interrupting.

He was not particularly interested in Chang Hanshan's "future memories."

On the one hand, this disgrace among reincarnators had future memories that came and went, fragmented and intermittent, making them extremely unreliable.

On the other hand, Dao could knead the timeline flat and roll it round at will. Who knew when the future might change?

Zhou Zhe narrowed his eyes at Chang Hanshan.

So...

What exactly had this girl reincarnated for?

From the looks of it, she had no enemies or unfinished wishes from her previous life.

Zhou Zhe thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and took a small iron box from the bookcase.

"This is..."

Zhang Miaoran rubbed her eyes and quickly recognized what the little iron box was for.

Inside was a supernatural potion—Gift of Bian Que!

"The Supernatural Affairs Department recently made a new research discovery concerning Gift of Bian Que."

Zhou Zhe handed the little iron box toward Zhang Miaoran, his tone gentle. "Besides its healing function, taking it while uninjured can permanently increase one's physique and vitality. Its effect is weak, but something is better than nothing."

"Drink it when you get back."

"No, I can't accept it! A Zhe, you need this more than I do!"

"It no longer works on me."

"Really?"

"Of course. Would I lie to you?"

The mysterious notebook's judgments had not been wrong so far.

"Your Highness Zhe looks so warm when he spoils his wife!"

The lightbulb's remark successfully ruined the ambiguous atmosphere.

Zhang Miaoran accepted Gift of Bian Que with a blushing face.

Zhou Zhe glared at Chang Hanshan unhappily. "You reincarnated just to chase celebrities?"

"Forgive my bluntness, but you're disgracing reincarnators."

Chang Hanshan refused to accept that and argued, "How could there possibly be such an idiotic reincarnator?"

"I returned to ten years ago just to eat the dog food from Your Highness Zhe and my Ranan!"

Zhou Zhe: "..."

So what was the difference?

More than ten days later.

The soundproof room.

Zhou Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, his smile radiant. "My first self-created supernatural manual... is complete!"

Time to eat~

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