Chapter 431 - 349: Should the Hallucinogenic Mushroom Be Eaten? (Part 2)
Wen Ying stopped. ’Sure enough, no matter how capable he is, he’s still just a kid.’
’I shouldn’t talk about the truly terrifying things. Can’t go scaring the little one.’
Kong Jian, beaming with joy, tugged on Shihuhu’s hand and leaned in a little closer.
With his head lowered, Kong Jian made a decision. ’Next time, I have to go into the mist with Liger. That way, I can protect Shihuhu!’
’I can’t let Shihuhu face such danger all by herself.’
He wasn’t afraid of those monsters in the slightest; he barely even gave them a second thought.
Without the mist, it was, as expected, much easier to find their way.
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As soon as Song Jiayan’s new song dropped on the Penguin Music Platform, legions of fans began rallying their friends to buy it.
Everyone was fixated on the numbers, but Song Jiayan only had eyes for Sister Wen Ying’s Weibo page.
Even though the livestream was over and he could no longer see her, he kept watching it anyway.
That is, until he got a call from Xu Jiali.
"Congratulations, Song Jiayan. It looks like your new song’s performance is going to be even better than your last."
"Thanks. Jiali, do you know where Sister Wen Ying is now?"
At the mention of Sister Wen Ying, a silence fell between them.
When they saw Sister Wen Ying’s livestream from the mental hospital, they had already realized that they were worlds apart.
If they were the ones to enter that so-called mental hospital, they probably wouldn’t have survived for two days.
They would be utterly powerless against those monsters.
To those powerful Foreign players, they were probably worthless, not even meriting protection or recruitment.
When they recorded the variety show together, they thought hard work was enough.
But now, no matter how hard they tried, they were still in two completely different worlds.
What’s more, with things like this happening, the world was changing. Even though this was the first time they’d witnessed it and there was no widespread panic among the public, Song Jiayan still felt it. The world was different now. Truly different.
It was no longer the simple world it used to be.
You never knew if one day you’d suddenly be surrounded by monsters.
Or if your own friends and family were still human.
The two of them kept an eye out for news about Wen Ying, afraid that public panic would gradually spiral out of control.
But to their surprise, two days had passed since Sister Wen Ying’s livestream ended.
Song Jiayan was once again dominating the music charts, yet the people around them seemed completely unfazed by the appearance of the mist.
In fact, news that had once been blocked—information you could only get by bypassing the firewall—was now freely available.
Yet the public remained calm.
Song Jiayan and Xu Jiali weren’t the only ones confused; government officials were wondering the same thing.
But they never expected the results of their investigation.
The findings were almost laughable—not exactly good, but not necessarily bad either.
It seemed that after watching Doctor Wen’s livestream, people no longer found the supernatural all that terrifying.
They saw entering the mist as requiring a stroke of fate, much like in a wuxia novel, a place where opportunity and strength went hand-in-hand.
And as ordinary people, they most likely would never get such a chance.
Besides, after seeing how Doctor Wen handled things, they felt they had a rough idea of what to do.
If they did happen to stumble in, they could just copy Doctor Wen, right?
The situation was so absurd it was hard to know whether to laugh or cry.
The government held an emergency meeting overnight. They needed to educate the public about the mist’s existence and remind everyone to remain vigilant, not to let their guard down.
Of course, there was one other item on the agenda: they needed to meet this now-famous Doctor Wen.
There were many things to discuss.
Various orders were dispatched, but the person at the center of it all was still completely unaware.
Wen Ying held Little Kongjian’s hand, noticing that the little fellow had gotten a bit of a tan in the few days they’d been apart.
But compared to most people, he was still a fair-skinned little sweetheart.
They weren’t in a hurry on their way back, taking their time to enjoy the scenery.
Little Kongjian said that when he was alone, he had been so focused on finding Liger that he hadn’t had a chance to look around.
Now that the mist had disappeared, it was the perfect time to enjoy the view, and it was on their way home anyway.
’I get to be with Liger.’
He wanted to create memories that were just for the two of them.
Along the way, Wen Ying spotted several rare types of trees and told Kong Jian a few short stories.
On their journey, they came across some unusual fruits, both edible and inedible. Wen Ying made sure to point them out to Little Kongjian, telling him to remember which was which.
That way, if he was ever on his own in the future, he wouldn’t eat something he shouldn’t.
But there was one thing that Wen Ying herself was a little tempted to try.
Specifically, the mushrooms from a certain region.
Even a seasoned mushroom forager couldn’t claim to recognize every single type of fungus.