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"So?" Su Xiaoqiang laughed, "You want to use your phone as a hostage?"
Liu Miaomiao said, "I just accidentally looked at your phone, and there was a message from your boyfriend!"
"Then why don't you give me back my phone!" Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoqiang immediately started tickling her best friend's armpits.
Liu Miaomiao was no match for him, so she had no choice but to laugh and hand over the phone she had been holding hostage: "Here you go, you forget your friends for a pretty face!"
Su Xiaoqiang opened her phone with a smile. The latest text message was from Gu Ran using her usual phone number.
The text message was very simple, containing only a few words.
"I'm back. I missed you so much."
Chapter 339 Return to daily life
The special lounge in the top-floor clubhouse was packed with people tonight.
Zhang Qiong's sealed crystal coffin was brought to the living room, taking up a large space. Those in the living room had no choice but to stand to one side or sit in a corner with a stool.
Nuwa was still in the appearance of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, wearing a red home sportswear outfit, her cute little hands occasionally stroking the transparent crystal, and tapping it from time to time.
"Hmm..." the little girl murmured, occasionally biting her lip.
No one in the living room dared to make a sound, and the only sounds were the eating.
"Hmm..." After a few minutes, Nuwa made another nasal sound that was difficult to understand.
Gu Ran, who was eating on the sofa, couldn't help but say, "You've been humming for so long, are you even able to poop? If you can't, stop humming, I'm still eating!"
Nuwa rolled her eyes, thinking that this kid was disrespectful and needed to be taught a lesson, so she glared at him.
Suddenly, the little girl's adorable big eyes turned golden yellow, and a shape resembling a mandala petal appeared in the center of her pupils, spinning rapidly.
Gu Ran had just taken a bite of stir-fried beef noodles when he sensed the aura of Nuwa.
Is Itachi-monger playing tricks again?
Gu Ran also wanted to test the little girl's skills, so with a mouthful of bean sprouts in his mouth, he glared back!
He first ignited the dragon blood within his body, turning his eyes into golden pupils, and then used the three-tomoe Sharingan, making his pupils appear crimson gold.
Meanwhile, three tomoe appeared rapidly spinning in the center of his pupils!
Gu Ran didn't use Tsukuyomi to bully her, but instead used his three-tomoe Sharingan to see if she could resist.
The moment their eyes met, they both felt the other's consciousness invading their minds.
In terms of illusion magic, the two should be evenly matched at this point, but it seems that because of her superior bloodline, Gu Ran could clearly feel the noble and ancient majesty in her consciousness, which made his soul tremble slightly.
The young Nuwa was actually trying to test Gu Ran's abilities. Seeing that he could actually resist her Mandala Eye, she found it interesting and decided to play and see how long Gu Ran could hold out.
To be honest, Gu Ran's bloodline isn't particularly outstanding; it's just that his ninjutsu makes him ordinary. So, if it's just a matter of bloodline, he'll be at a disadvantage.
But I have cheat codes, isn't that infuriating!
At that moment, Gu Ran quickly switched to the Mangekyou Sharingan and increased the output of his eye power!
In an instant, he used Tsukuyomi, an illusion technique that transcends all laws, and immediately drew Nuwa into his illusion.
The little girl immediately realized something was wrong and tried to leave his illusion, but found that she was unable to resist within the illusion.
"Hehehe, I won, I have to collect some interest!"
In the illusion, Gu Ran took advantage of the little girl's unpreparedness, teleported over, vigorously rubbed the little girl's soft cheeks, and then immediately withdrew.
They touched me and left right away, can't you believe it!
The next second, Gu Ran released Tsukuyomi, and the attacks that occurred to his body during Tsukuyomi would be felt exactly the same in his real body.
So the little girl's face still bore the marks of Gu Ran's pinching.
"You pinched too hard, you little rascal!" The little girl glared at him angrily, then rubbed her still slightly chubby, delicate face.
The others in the living room were somewhat confused. Only Zhou Shushu, Zhang Zhenqi, and Zhang Wanjun seemed to have noticed that Nuwa had just fought with Gu Ran, but judging from Nuwa's angry expression, it seemed that Gu Ran had the upper hand.
Zhang Wanjun was alright, having witnessed Gu Ran's methods, but for the young Zhou Shushu and Zhang Zhenqi, Gu Ran seemed increasingly mysterious.
Zhang Zhenqi, in particular, kept staring at him with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, occasionally biting her lip, lost in thought.
Zhou Shushu, on the other hand, felt envious that Gu Ran could speak to Nuwa so freely.
Although he knew that Nuwa had a good temper, she was, after all, the ancestor of the Zhou family, so he didn't dare to speak too recklessly.
But Gu Ran clearly didn't have this taboo.
This actually shows that it was Nuwa's favor towards him.
"Sister Du, could I have another plate of beef noodles?" Gu Ran handed her empty plate to Du Huimin, the secretary of the Goddess of the Wa Kingdom, who was standing next to her. "I want a lot of beef, preferably a pound of beef with an ounce of rice noodles..."
Nuwa, standing to the side, said irritably, "How about I have the cook bring you a cow?"
"Tch, you stingy guy! You told me I could eat here for free for a year, and now I'm only eating here once!" Gu Ran complained.
Nuwa said, "But you've already eaten three plates of stir-fried beef noodles, four rice noodle rolls, five baskets of steamed spare ribs, eight baskets of steamed chicken feet, and countless shrimp dumplings and steamed dishes... I might as well slaughter a cow for you!"
"Is the food your chef makes delicious?!" The dishes served at the top-floor club are all made fresh by the chefs in the backstage area, which is quite rare.
It's important to know that many Cantonese dim sum restaurants outside use pre-made dishes for their dim sum, and very few make it fresh.
Gu Ran handed Nuwa a Malay cake, coaxing her like a child: "Come on, have something sweet, don't be angry, don't be angry, please have some!"
The little girl didn't bother arguing with him. She took the Malay cake, took a bite, and found it delicious with its rich milky aroma!
As expected of my family's chef!
"Have the kitchen give me another basket of Malay cake and a serving of coconut milk osmanthus cake!" Nuwa instructed Du Huimin.
Du Huimin smiled and nodded, then said to Gu Ran, "I'll change your dry-fried beef noodles to wet-fried ones, so you can mix as much beef as you want."
"Okay, okay, then please also bring me an order of shark fin buns, shark fin dumplings, and fresh shrimp silver needle noodles!" Gu Ran readily agreed. "Thank you, sister, you really love me!"
Du Huimin smiled and began clearing away the empty plates Gu Ran had left on the coffee table, preparing for a new round of food.
Gu Ran ate all the pastries on the coffee table by herself. The others also ate, but they were all full half an hour ago. Only Gu Ran was like a starving ghost, eating several times more than the average person, and she was still eating.
During the few days Gu Ran was in Southeast Asia, he didn't eat properly, not to mention when he was in hiding, he didn't eat well either.
It's rare for me to come back, and since it's at the top-floor clubhouse, I'm definitely going to have a great time.
Nuwa finished eating the steamed sponge cake in her hand, patted the crumbs off her hands, and finally sighed deeply.
"Nuwa... haven't you thought of a solution?" Zhang Wanjun asked with some worry.
The little girl placed her small hand on the crystal, feeling the spiritual energy within, and said truthfully, "This alchemical field operates automatically inside. I haven't figured out how to break it yet; I'll need to spend some time studying it."
Gu Ran wiped the grease from his mouth and said, "Then I'll leave my mom with you for now. If we still can't find a solution after a while, I'll take her back to Kassel College and ask the Night Watch."
"Hmm, that old man lived longer than me, so he's more knowledgeable than me. Besides, he's a recognized alchemy master, so he definitely has more methods than I do." Nuwa seemed to know the Night Watchmen.
Gu Ran asked, "Have you two met before?"
Nuwa said calmly, "Back when we were fighting the Japanese, he came to China to fight against fascism together. He also helped Chennault organize the Flying Tigers to deal with the Japanese air force. That old man would occasionally fly fighter jets and play around with the Japanese in the sky."
Gu Ran was stunned, clearly not expecting that the vice principal had such a glorious revolutionary history.
The Flying Tigers here are not the Flying Tigers special forces from Hong Kong movies, but the American volunteer air force established in China during World War II.
At that time, China had no air force. Chennault, a retired U.S. Air Force veteran, helped China train more than 100 pilots before the outbreak of the full-scale War of Resistance against Japan.
However, these pilots were almost all killed in the Battle of Shanghai in the early stages of the War of Resistance. Later, due to the war, it was almost impossible to train pilots again, and there were no training planes. Therefore, China's airspace was always at the mercy of the Japanese.
It wasn't until the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor and the Pacific War broke out that the United States intervened in World War II. In order to keep the Japanese tied down on the Chinese battlefield, the United States began to provide some aid to China, including fighter jets and pilots.
These fighter planes and pilots were deployed to the southwestern battlefield, where they achieved remarkable results and opened the famous "Hump" airlift route, transporting supplies to the United States and making important contributions to the War of Resistance against Japan.
Nuwa seemed to be immersed in memories of the past, and then said:
"That old guy once shot down more than thirty Japanese enemy planes in a single day on the southwestern battlefield, earning him the title of American ace pilot. However, he was caught drinking in the air during a mission by his superiors and was put in solitary confinement. After that, he quit, saying, 'What's the fun in shooting down planes if you don't drink a little?'"
"Such vulgar words coming from the vice principal's mouth really don't seem out of place at all!" Gu Ran laughed.
He thought to himself, "If Nuwa knows so much about the vice principal's deeds, how old is she exactly?"
Gu Ran gave Nuwa a strange look.
The young girl, of course, understood the meaning behind Gu Ran's gaze, and said calmly, "Alright, just leave the person here with me for now."
With her hands behind her back, she looked at Lü Xue'er, who was standing to one side, with a rather stern expression, and pointed to the crystal that sealed Zhang Qiong, saying:
"I need to find a place to put this thing. It's blocking my gaming in the living room..."
“Oh…” Lu Xue’er agreed somewhat awkwardly, then looked at Zhang Wanjun and Gu Ran.
"Let me help you," Zhang Wanjun said.
She didn't want her sister to be assigned to a storage room or something similar.
Gu Ran didn't care. Anyway, her mother wouldn't be able to feel it inside, so she could just put it somewhere that wouldn't get in the way.
Nuwa had other matters to attend to, and Zhou Yancheng's younger sister, Zhou Xinqing, was still lying in the guest room.
She went into the guest room, and Zhou Shushu and Zhou Yancheng followed her in.
The girl's pretty face remained expressionless as she said directly, "I can make her forget her recent memories, but if the feelings are too strong, she might still remember them again, so you all need to keep a close eye on her during this time."
Chapter 340 Sleeping Beauty's Surprise
“Yes, Master Nuwa, I understand,” Zhou Yancheng said. “Please begin.”
Nuwa walked to the bedside with her hands behind her back, and gently pressed her delicate white fingertips against Zhou Xinqing's forehead.
“In the worldview of dragons, there is no good or bad, only strong and weak. You are weaker than me, so obey me, submit to me, and believe in me.” Nuwa’s eyes once again transformed into golden pupils adorned with mandala petals, looking into Zhou Xinqing’s lifeless eyes and invading her consciousness.
After a moment, her gaze returned to normal. She turned around, put her hands behind her back, and said as she walked out, "Directly deleting this memory would cause an irreversible rejection reaction in her brain, which could endanger her life. So I beautified this memory so that she would think it was just a long nightmare without any danger."
"You can take her back tonight. In the next few days, it's best to keep her away from anything that might trigger her memories," Nuwa concluded.
"I understand, thank you, Nuwa!" Zhou Yancheng said.
Zhou Yancheng and Zhou Shushu left with their younger sister, Zhou Xinqing.
Nuwa walked out of the living room and found that Gu Ran, who had finished eating, was asleep on her living room sofa.
Zhang Zhenqi learned from Zhang Wanjun that he hadn't slept well for several days, so she gently took off his shoes, took a blanket, and carefully covered him with it.