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Chapter 131 - A Childhood Cut Short? From Little Red Riding Hood's reaction and the expression on the face of the girl who had just entered, Yu Sheng quickly guessed what had happened. His brow furrowed instantly, but before he could speak, Little Red Riding Hood was already waving her hand in haste: "Wait here for a moment, I'll... be right back." "No, I'm coming with you." Yu Sheng stood up without room for argument, and beside him, Hu Li scooped Eileen into her arms and rose to her feet as well. "This…
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Both Little Red Riding Hood and Rapunzel thought something was wrong with Yu Sheng's head. "She died an hour ago!" Rapunzel stared wide-eyed. "All her organs—including her heart and brain—showed no signs of life long ago! We ran the checks. She's obviously dead..." "No, she 'isn't' dead—at least not yet," Yu Sheng shook his head still, the confusion on his face gradually fading as his expression grew resolute. "I don't know how to explain it to you, but I can feel it... She's still on this side of…
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Chapter 122 - Eileen Squeezes Through All things considered, reconnecting with Eileen truly did put Yu Sheng at ease — and although this little doll's manner of speaking was a bit insufferable, the intelligence she brought this time was genuinely useful. His real-world self was indeed still "dreaming," but clearly this was different from a normal dream state. Eileen believed his consciousness had become "lost," which meant... Yu Sheng raised his head and surveyed the cozy little cabin, then looked…
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Chapter 127 - The Orphanage That night, Yu Sheng slept fitfully. Perhaps it was because too many things had happened recently, draining too much of his energy. He actually fell asleep fairly quickly, but once asleep he began having a jumbled mess of strange dreams—sometimes dreaming of that museum, sometimes of his hometown as he remembered it, sometimes of the Dark Forest. He felt as though he'd woken up several times in the middle of the night, even hearing the sound of Eileen talking in her sleep, but…
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Chapter 119 - the path The Wolf had come. Yet Yu Sheng couldn't make out the Wolf's exact form—he could only hear the constant sounds from behind him of branches snapping and foliage being brushed aside, hear those occasional, suppressed low whimpers. For a few moments, he could even smell a rotting, bloody stench carried on the air, an icy aura spreading through the forest like an ever-encroaching winter, gradually stripping away warmth and vitality. Wolf howls rose again, one after another, echoing…
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The squirrel looked somewhat shaken. The little rodent stood frozen on the reileeng as if petrified, its beady black eyes staring at Yu Sheng, motionless for a long while. Honestly, being stared at like this by a talking squirrel felt rather eerie. Yu Sheng couldn't help but wonder—what exactly was this squirrel's origin? If this Dark Forest was the "Fairy Tale Otherworld" that Little Red Riding Hood had mentioned—the one that brought her curse—then was this squirrel an entity generated within the…
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Chapter 113 - Compensation The Special Operations Bureau would send people over—Yu Sheng had known this for a long time. Just based on Little Red Riding Hood's report about Angel Cult members appearing in the museum, the Bureau would definitely come to confirm the intelligence with him, the "special party involved," at the first opportunity. And the ones most likely to be sent were Li Lin and Xu Jiali, who had at least some rapport with him. What Yu Sheng hadn't expected was that more than just those two…
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Chapter 114 - The First Angel Yu Sheng knew, of course, that there would be compensation—whether for providing intelligence, assisting in operations, or directly "contracting" certain projects and turning in extraordinary items, the Special Operations Bureau would pay spirit detectives and investigators according to established rates. This was also one of the most stable sources of income for "civilian anomalous individuals" like Little Red Riding Hood. He just hadn't expected the Bureau to deliver the…
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It was a fascinating and incredible process. Soil and rock shaped themselves according to his will. Vast stretches of ruins and debris gradually melted into the earth and were swallowed up, like chocolate dissolving in hot milk. In the distance, the outlines of farmland had already been sketched out, and where the ruined temple once stood, a clearing as level as if it had been graded by machinery was rapidly taking shape. Then, stone blocks floated up from the center of the clearing, forming into a large…
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Eileen felt that even among Yu Sheng's enormous collection of outlandish ideas, this newly proposed one was particularly outlandish. But on the other hand, every single idea this guy came up with carried that irresistible pull of the bizarre—after the initial shock and amazement, the Little Doll found herself unable to suppress an intense interest in this "creative concept." Though it sounded so absurd, so strange, so contrary to the "basic rules of doll-making" and "alchemical theory," still... Could…
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