Seeing Chen Changsheng emerge from Hu Yun's room looking utterly bereft only piqued Ouyang's curiosity further.
What was going on? Apart from Hu Tutu, who had gotten a pellet drum and was grinning foolishly with delight.
The other two had both looked weighed down by worries after coming out of Hu Yun's room.
Xiao Bai was like this, and Changsheng too?
What exactly had happened in that old man's room to leave even a crafty bastard like Changsheng looking like this?
As Chen Changsheng prepared to close Hu Yun's door, Ouyang impatiently wedged his dog body into the gap and said with a beaming smile, "Third, my turn. Let me go in and see just what that old man has up his sleeve!"
Before Chen Changsheng could answer, the monkey poked his head out of Chen Changsheng's arms and called to Ouyang, "I am the Monkey King, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, of Water-Curtain Cave on Flower-Fruit Mountain!"
"?" Ouyang stared at the monkey in Chen Changsheng's arms, utterly baffled. How did this motor-mouthed monkey know the lines of that world-famous monkey from the world Ouyang had lived in before transmigrating?
But then he remembered that Chen Changsheng was a regressor. A flash of insight struck Ouyang, and he understood at once. Had he already transmigrated into this world before Chen Changsheng's regression?
Holy shit, I already existed before that crafty bastard Changsheng regressed?
Then, if Changsheng regressed, was it because my future self had kicked the bucket too?
Ouyang felt his scalp prickle, as though he were about to grow a brain.
He flicked the forehead of the monkey, who was still repeating that line, thought for a moment, and said, "Handsome Guy, Liang Zai, Dickhead... How about we call you Bie San?"
Hearing the name Ouyang had chosen,