Do You Feel Uncomfortable?

Translator: Cinder Translations

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The fatty, now rushing through the forest, kept a close watch on any movements behind them. In his mind, once the things on the stone plate resurrected, they would never let them leave easily.

The serious expression on Jiang Cheng's face earlier also indicated this.

Turning his head but not slowing down, the fatty muttered in confusion, "Why does it seem like nothing's following us? And that blood-red barrier disappeared too."

Jiang Cheng didn't look back, running faster than a scared dog. As the fatty turned his head, their distance had already increased by several meters.

"If you feel regret, you can go back and take a look," Jiang Cheng's voice came faintly, distorted slightly due to the speed.

They kept running, and when they were nearing the edge of the forest, Jiang Cheng gradually slowed down. The fatty, panting heavily, carefully followed behind.

His small eyes blinked as he scanned the surroundings.

Jiang Cheng clearly had concerns. He knew that the dangerous Chen Ran could be waiting for them at the forest's edge, watching for their appearance.

Earlier, sparing Su Xiaoxiao's life was to draw out the snake from its hole.

From the conversation between Jiang Cheng and Su Xiaoxiao, this mission had been initiated by Chen Ran, and the newspaper with the clues was in his hands. No wonder that man always seemed so confident.

"Doctor," the fatty leaned in and asked quietly, "Do you think Chen Ran has already gotten all the clues?"

"I don't know."

"So what now?"

Before the fatty could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped talking, realizing that Jiang Cheng's body had tensed up in an instant, and his eyes narrowed, staring in one direction.

The fatty followed Jiang Cheng's gaze, and soon, a relaxed figure emerged from behind the trees. "Brother Hao, Brother Fatty," Chen Ran had his hands in his pockets, grinning. "Long time no see."

The fatty instinctively looked around, searching for a weapon—any stick or stone would do. Chen Ran's skills had left a deep impression on him.

Su Xiaoxiao was clearly a skilled fighter, but she hadn't lasted a move under his hands.

Just as the fatty thought the situation had turned dire and the two sides were about to clash—

"I've been looking for you two around here for a while," Chen Ran raised an eyebrow, his tone pretending to be concerned. "I didn't expect you'd enter the forest. So, what did you find?"

The fatty froze for a moment, wondering if Chen Ran had lost his memory.

Or maybe he had split personalities?

"No discovery," Jiang Cheng answered casually. "We found that white stone plate, or it might be more accurate to call it an altar. We even watched a show nearby."

A gleam passed through Chen Ran's eyes, and his grin widened. "A show?"

"That's right. Two self-righteous fools teamed up to deceive others, but they were exposed. In the end, they had an internal dispute, one died, and the other escaped," Jiang Cheng said with a regretful tone. "Brother Chen, it's a real shame you missed out on it."

The fatty swallowed hard, secretly admiring Jiang Cheng's ability to insult without cursing.

"Is that so?" Chen Ran squinted his eyes. After a long pause, he spoke again, "Then, according to Brother Hao, it's indeed a shame to miss it."

"No worries," Jiang Cheng shrugged and comforted, "Next time there's such an idiot, I'll let you know in advance."

"Then I'll trouble Brother Hao to keep an eye out."

"You're welcome."

The fatty's head buzzed like a nest of bees as he tried to process everything. Even as he walked behind Jiang Cheng and Chen Ran back the way they came, he couldn't shake the confusion from earlier.

What confused him even more was how the two, who had been ready to clash just a moment ago, now appeared to be the best of friends. Jiang Cheng had his arm around Chen Ran's neck, and Chen Ran had his arm around Jiang Cheng's waist.

The two kept calling each other "Brother Hao" and "Brother Chen," acting as if they'd been long-lost brothers.

"Brother Chen, what do you think of this mission?" Jiang Cheng wrapped his arm around Chen Ran's neck, looking at him enthusiastically.

Chen Ran thought for a moment before replying, "If what Brother Hao said is correct, then the white stone plate is likely some sort of altar, and one of its purposes is to bring the dead back to life."

"Of course, those who come back to life are no longer truly human; they are just monsters wearing human skin."

Chen Ran tightened his grip around Jiang Cheng's waist and grinned, "Brother Hao, do you have any insights?"

"Of course, I have some, and they're much better than yours," Jiang Cheng said, "but it's not the right time to share because I'm not sure yet."

"Missing some clues?" Chen Ran's expression grew even more playful.

"Exactly."

Chen Ran nodded and spoke earnestly, "Earlier, I didn't know you two had entered the forest. I couldn't dare to go in and search for you, so I just wandered around the area. Unexpectedly, I stumbled upon some clues."

"There's a painting carved with dark patterns on a stone pillar near the first stone gate," Chen Ran smiled. "Who would have thought? If I hadn't been bored and wandered around, I might have missed it."

Jiang Cheng smacked his lips and gave Chen Ran a thumbs-up, praising, "Brother Chen, you're such a selfless person. You're willing to share such an important clue. If I didn't know your character, I'd think you were the kind of person who'd secretly use the clue papers to scheme against others!"

TL/N: Clue paper is referring to the lifesaving white paper that is often found in nightmares.

"Hehe... Brother Hao sure loves to joke," Chen Ran chuckled.

The fatty watched as Chen Ran's entire expression shifted, his smile growing increasingly sinister, and his right eyelid twitching uncontrollably.

Privately, he had once asked Jiang Cheng, when speaking like this, didn't he get beaten up a lot when he was a kid or at school?

If he switched places, the fatty believed that if their school had a student like Jiang Cheng, he'd probably be beaten up eight times a day, from the moment he entered the school gate until someone cornered him by the flagpole.

But Jiang Cheng had answered that he had never been beaten, and both his classmates and teachers respected him greatly.

The fatty could understand this, so the matter was left unresolved, especially since Jiang Cheng claimed he had charmed Chen Xiaomeng, who had willingly handed over the clue papers to him.

"This is the clue?" Jiang Cheng crouched down, looking at the stone pillar.

Chen Ran nodded. "That's right."

After a moment, "Brother Hao," Chen Ran's voice rang out again, "Could you move your hand off my neck?"

Jiang Cheng tightly held onto Chen Ran, forcing him to stay in the same awkward position while crouching. It was uncomfortable and far from elegant.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Cheng asked in surprise.

"I don't mind," Chen Ran shrugged, then shot a knowing glance at the fatty, who was hiding on the other side, and suddenly laughed. "I'm just worried Brother Fatty might not be comfortable with you so close to me."

(End of the Chapter)

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