Watering the Chat

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While all the major Factions were rushing around, preparing resources, what was our protagonist, Wu Tong, doing?

Sunset Forest.

Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

Beside the Medicine Garden, on the fork of a Banyan Tree about three meters off the ground.

Wu Tong sat on a branch, leaning against the trunk, his right foot propped on the branch beneath him while his left foot dangled in the air and swung back and forth. His eyes were narrowed as if he were dozing.

He looked as if he were sleeping, but in reality, he had sunk his mind into the chat group and was killing time there.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: Everyone, give me an idea. In this situation, what should I do now?

After resurrecting his grandfather, Zhang Chulan had originally been supporting Zhang Huaiyi as they walked back, but halfway there...

He ran into Feng Baobao, who had come looking for Zhang Xilin's grave.

Zhang Chulan looked at Feng Baobao before him. Though her appearance was sloppy and unkempt, it still could not hide her stunningly beautiful face and graceful figure.

But Zhang Chulan had none of those thoughts in his heart. Instead, he was incredibly nervous.

Because he knew exactly what would happen if he ran into Feng Baobao here.

Thinking of what was about to happen to him, dense beads of sweat began seeping from Zhang Chulan's forehead. The sweat gathered together, forming one drop of cold sweat that slowly ran down past his ear.

Why is Bao'er Jie here? Could it be that the plot starts today?

Passerby: No saving you. Wait for death.

Seeker of the Dao: No saving you. Wait for death.

Dragon King Spews Water: Haha, Zhang Chulan, let's see what you do this time. With Bao'er Jie's personality, you'll probably be taking a trip underground.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: No, aren't you all going to discuss saving me? We're group friends, aren't we? Beloved friends and family, big brothers and sisters.

Seeker of the Dao: The key is that we don't have any good solutions either. We can't cross worlds right now, and your grandfather was just resurrected. After the poison was removed, the Qi in his body hasn't recovered either, so he can't fight.

Seeker of the Dao: Looking at it that way, you really don't have any other choice. After all, you can't beat Bao'er Jie either.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: ...

Bu Yao Bi Lian: So I can only follow the plot?

Zhang Chulan was a little helpless. If so, this would completely mess up his plans.

Camera Girl: I don't really understand. Why does Zhang Chulan need to ask for help just because he met Feng Baobao?

Camera Girl: Aren't the two of them friends?

In the Star Rail World, aboard the Star Rail Train.

March 7th looked at everyone's chat and felt a little lost.

Tianzhu King: Little March, did you forget? At the start of the plot, Feng Baobao was planning to bury Zhang Chulan.

Seeing Little March's innocent and kind appearance made He Xi think of her past self. Back then, she had also been this innocent.

If not for... remembering a certain Heavenly Scum she had seen again in the plot, and what he had done, a trace of killing intent flashed through He Xi's beautiful eyes.

He Xi shook her head. There would be plenty of chances to teach him a lesson in the future. This debt could be settled slowly.

As for now, it was better to watch the show first. Gloating, He Xi threw her mind back into the chat group.

Camera Girl: So that's how it is! Right, Zhang Chulan, you can check whether the Group Store has any way to deal with it.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: No need to check. Because I had to exchange for an antidote, a Resurrection Coin, a concealment barrier, and a disguise mask, those things have already spent almost all my Points.

Demon Lord: Concealment barrier and disguise mask? Then you can shake off Bao'er Jie first, and then...

Before Rimuru finished speaking, Zhang Chulan had already guessed its method.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: It's useless. The concealment barrier was already used long ago to block the light from the Resurrection Coin reviving the dead. And Bao'er Jie tracks enemies through sensing Qi aura. Changing my face won't do anything. Besides, I gave the mask to my grandfather.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: Besides, with my speed, I can't shake off Bao'er Jie at all. Once my Qi runs out, she'll still catch up.

Camera Girl: Then why don't you try talking to Baobao?

Bu Yao Bi Lian: ...

Seeker of the Dao: I'll explain this. Everyone knows Bao'er Jie's situation. To put it nicely, she has the heart of a child. To put it bluntly, she's stubborn as a mule.

Seeker of the Dao: You can't possibly expect Bao'er Jie, who is now single-mindedly trying to bury Zhang Chulan, to listen to the words of Zhang Chulan, the victim.

Seeker of the Dao: And in the original plot, even after Zhang Chulan begged for mercy, Bao'er Jie still wanted to bury him. If Liu Yanyan hadn't made trouble, Zhang Chulan might have ended up in the ground.

Under One Person.

Halfway up the back mountain.

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan, who was supporting a kindly-looking old man in front of her.

The more Feng Baobao looked, the more she felt this young man resembled her target. So Feng Baobao spoke directly, her face expressionless. "You... are Zhang Chulan, right?"

As she looked at Zhang Chulan, she secretly pulled out an iron shovel from behind her and watched Zhang Chulan like a tiger eyeing its prey. She was waiting for Zhang Chulan to admit it, ready to deal with him immediately.

"No, I'm not Zhang Chulan. You've got the wrong person." Zhang Chulan denied it at once. Big sister, you've already taken out the shovel. Do I dare admit it?

He believed anyone with a normal brain would not admit it at a time like this.

"No, you are definitely Zhang Chulan." Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Feng Baobao paused, looked Zhang Chulan over carefully, and finally reached a conclusion.

Having reached her conclusion, Feng Baobao wasted no more words and charged straight over with the iron shovel raised.

Zhang Chulan had no choice but to strike back.

Zhang Chulan went in with an A attack.

Zhang Chulan got beaten flat.

Zhang Chulan got tied up.

Meanwhile, at the side, Zhang Huaiyi watched the two young people's scuffle with a smiling expression.

When he looked at Feng Baobao, his gaze held nostalgia, heartache, guilt... all kinds of emotions intertwined, making it look especially complicated.

"Wait, what are you planning to do?"

The tied-up Zhang Chulan watched Feng Baobao dig out a pit in a few swift moves and asked through clenched teeth.

This chick was kind of reckless.

She wouldn't really bury him, would she?

Just as Zhang Chulan was worrying, Feng Baobao suddenly took out her Okamoto 0.01 and flung it toward Zhang Chulan.

Holy crap, you're not planning to bury me anymore, you're planning to just kill me outright?

Before Zhang Chulan could shout out...

"Roar!"

A roar sounded from behind Zhang Chulan. But with a flash of blade light, the corpse that had crawled out of the graveyard behind him gained a kitchen knife in its head.

The corpse fell as if it had suffered a heavy blow.

But this was only the beginning. One walking corpse after another came stumbling over from behind.

Feng Baobao did not hesitate either. She grabbed her kitchen knife and charged forward.

Feng Baobao began fighting these walking corpses.

Liu Yanyan? She really came right on time.

Seeing more and more walking corpses appear, and Feng Baobao now too occupied to care about him, Zhang Chulan excitedly gave Liu Yanyan a thumbs-up in his heart.

"Grandpa, quick, untie me. Let's hurry and run."

Looking at Zhang Huaiyi beside him, Zhang Chulan quickly whispered.

As an old fox himself, Zhang Huaiyi did not drag his feet either. He directly moved to untie the rope binding Zhang Chulan.

"Let's go." Zhang Huaiyi looked at Zhang Chulan as he moved his body and said gently.

"Got it. Once we reach Mount Longhu, we can sell that knowledge and treat Master Tian."

Zhang Chulan did not waste words either. Golden Light covered his body, and he directly took Zhang Huaiyi with him as he ran down the mountain.

As he walked, he continued what he had not finished saying earlier.

Naturally, Zhang Chulan did not hide the matter of the chat group from his own grandfather. Besides, the chat group did not have the same rule as other chat groups that forbade revealing it to outsiders. Maybe that was because this one was within the system.

Thinking that among the builders of the chat group was even World Consciousness, Zhang Chulan sighed inwardly.

"Mm, Chulan, I'll help you persuade senior brother. I believe as long as Jinzhong can be healed, senior brother won't mind the Celestial Master Mansion's techniques spreading outside.

What's more, the Celestial Master Mansion doesn't only have Celestial Master Mansion techniques. After selling the other techniques, perhaps we'll be able to cure senior brother Jinzhong."

Thinking of what Zhang Chulan had told him, Tian Jinzhong's fate in the plot, a ball of fire rose in Zhang Huaiyi's heart, and his anger surged uncontrollably.

Thinking of how far Tian Jinzhong had gone for him, Zhang Huaiyi was naturally filled with gratitude and guilt toward him.

Back then, Zhang Huaiyi had failed to protect Tian Jinzhong. If he still could not protect Tian Jinzhong now, then he might as well return this cultivation of his to heaven and earth.

And now that Chulan had a fortuitous encounter like the Dimensional Chat Group, there was no need for Zhang Huaiyi to protect him in the future either. In that case, some debts ought to be settled.

Quanxing... acting sect leader, Gong Qing.

Thinking of Gong Qing, a red light flashed through Zhang Huaiyi's eyes, as if flames were burning within them.