Chapter 54: Ice Melts

Sure! Here's the revised and polished version of the passage in English:

"You were supposed to forget everything, weren't you?"

"Why should I forget everything?" Lan Mengmeng looked at him curiously.

"This is bad. The matter of the Xiansheng World is exposed," Chen Fan muttered, a bit flustered. He hadn't expected that his skills were insufficient, and he couldn't even erase someone's memory properly.

At that moment, he heard footsteps approaching from a distance.

"Mengmeng, where are you?"

"I'm here, I'm here," Lan Mengmeng called out. From the sound of it, it seemed like some classmates were looking for her.

"Mengmeng, you have to keep this a secret. I'll explain everything later. Please, don't tell anyone."

"Huh? Chen Fan, what are you doing here?"

"Hey, Little Fan, what are you doing here? Weren't you sleeping?" The fat guy was surprised when he saw him.

"You guys are something else, leaving me alone back there. This is what I call 'plastic friendship,'" Chen Fan said, a bit of a complain in his tone.

"We left you a gift! There's Mao Xian in the villa," Zhang Zhiwu said.

"Don't even talk about it. This guy was eating some extreme food—板蓝根 instant noodles—early in the morning. How could I stand it? It's just too much!" Chen Fan exaggerated.

Amid the bickering, no one bothered to ask why Chen Fan suddenly appeared there. Only Lan Mengmeng kept thinking, The Xiansheng World... What exactly is that place?

Back on the mountaintop, Chen Fan couldn't help but complain again. The place was already set up with tents of various kinds. In other words, if Chen Fan hadn't come, they would have spent the night with the creepy Mao Xian in the empty villa.

Everyone was excited since it was their first time camping. Li Wei started directing people to collect dry firewood in the forest, as it might get cold on the mountaintop at night. Having a campfire would help keep them warm and fend off snakes, insects, and rats.

There wasn't much to do around the camp, but things got lively once night fell. A big bonfire was set up, and everyone gathered around, enjoying a real outdoor barbecue while singing together. The boys, being more playful, brought cards and dice, and soon everyone was in high spirits.

However, when Zhang Zhiwu brought out alcohol, things started to get a bit out of control. After two bottles of liquor, many of the boys were already drunk. The girls weren't that into the games, and seeing fewer people around, they retreated to their tents to watch shows.

Chen Fan lay in his tent, unable to fall asleep because two drunk people were snoring loudly beside him.

First, the fat guy started snoring, so loudly it seemed like the ground was shaking, and Chen Fan couldn't help but think about stuffing paper into his nostrils. As for Zhang Zhiwu, who was lying next to him, at first he was relatively quiet, but soon joined in with his own stubborn snoring. The two of them kept alternating between loud snores, making it impossible for Chen Fan to rest.

Just as he was tossing and turning, his phone buzzed with a message: "Chen Fan, I can't sleep. Tell me about what happened today, or I'll report you."

Chen Fan was puzzled. Someone who was usually so absorbed in math problems seemed suddenly interested in mysterious things. He smiled and replied, "Come out."

Not far away, in the forest, Chen Fan sat on a large stone with a girl.

"Tell me the truth. What's going on, Chen Fan? What are you, really?" Lan Mengmeng stared at him directly.

Realizing he could no longer hide, Chen Fan decided to come clean about everything he'd seen and experienced recently.

After he finished, he noticed Lan Mengmeng was staring at him, wide-eyed and silent.

"Mengmeng, Mengmeng, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. Chen Fan, what you said that day at the Foyun Temple... is it all true? You weren't lying to me, right?"

"Of course it's true! When have I ever lied to you?" Chen Fan rolled his eyes at her.

"Not that... Hmm, last time you told me that girl was your neighbor?"

"Would you have believed me if I had told you the truth?"

"No, I would think you need therapy. But seriously, this is hard to believe. If I hadn't seen your strange behavior the past couple of days, I never would have thought about it. So tell me, Chen Fan, what are you? A ghost? A demon? Or a god?"

"I don't even know what I am. But cultivating immortality is exhausting. I almost died several times in the Immortal Tomb."

"The Immortal Tomb? What is that? Tell me, tell me!" Lan Mengmeng looked like a child, full of curiosity.

Chen Fan then explained the story of the Immortal Tomb. After hearing it, Lan Mengmeng asked, "Do you have any immortal tools with you?"

"Of course, I have a Dragon-Binding Staff in my pocket. Wait a second." Chen Fan reached into his pocket and pulled out a short stick that was only a few centimeters long. In an instant, it grew to more than a meter long. "Look, here it is."

"Huh? Where is it? Chen Fan, you're not lying to me, are you?" Lan Mengmeng stared at his empty hand, a little irritated.

"I told you, I'm not lying. You're a mortal, you can't see it."

"Mengmeng, I envy you. What does it feel like up there, in the heavens?"

"Mengmeng, to be honest, life on Earth is the happiest. The upper world is full of endless conflicts. Anything that isn't related to cultivation is a waste of time. They don't eat mortal food and don't know the warmth of summer or the coolness of winter. All they know is endless cultivation."

"Ah, so that's how it is. I didn't realize immortals up there are so focused on power. They're even more vulgar than us humans," Lan Mengmeng said with a laugh. It was the first time she'd heard such a description of immortals from Chen Fan, and she found it amusing.

"By the way, who was that girl last time? Is she powerful?"

"Her name is Zhao Gu, and she's from the Xiansheng World, a senior of mine. She's much stronger than me and can even make paper kites."

"I can make paper kites too, what's so special about that?" Lan Mengmeng laughed.

"These can carry people into the air," Chen Fan said.

"Wow, that's amazing! Chen Fan, can you do it? I want to fly just once." Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Uh… Mengmeng, I haven't mastered that yet, so maybe later?" Chen Fan scratched his head awkwardly.

"Okay, then promise me."

"I promise."

"Mengmeng, why did you suddenly delete me last time? Even if Zhao Gu isn't my sister, you didn't need to get so upset. You wouldn't be…"

"I didn't, stop thinking nonsense. No way," Lan Mengmeng blushed and immediately denied it three times.

"Mengmeng, the guy you were with on the way to school, is he your boyfriend?" Chen Fan hesitated and asked.

"You guess," Lan Mengmeng said with a smile. Usually, when girls say this, the answer is exactly what the person most wants to hear.

"He's my cousin. He does business in Guangcheng. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, nothing, haha. The moon is really beautiful tonight." Chen Fan didn't dare to meet her gaze, laughing awkwardly.

"Yes, and the wind is gentle."