Chapter 59: Go Home, Child, Go Home

The surroundings instantly became sticky, like a plate after being microwaved.

They were also filled with a cloying sweetness.

It was as if she had stumbled into a candy house.

Gu Nanqiu lifted her foot and saw something white and sticky on the sole of her shoe—it was cream.

She frowned and picked up the still-unconscious Yue Yiyue from the bed.

Then she placed Wu Zhen on the bed and thoughtfully tucked her in with a blanket.

“You say… did I do something wrong?” Wu Zhen stared confusedly at the ceiling. “It feels like I did.”

“Apart from fulfilling your wish without filtering out some nerves, it’s hard to evaluate otherwise.” Following the requirements, Gu Nanqiu did not give Wu Zhen a definitive answer but instead countered, ‘In that instant, were you happy?’

In the instant the flames ignited, Wu Zhen had indeed been delighted.

Even when she realized she could not escape, she felt no fear of death.

Instead, she fetched a knife from the kitchen and did what she had always wanted to do.

She slashed that two-faced man.

She also conveniently killed his favorite foolish bastard cousin right there.

After resurrection, she nailed that bastard down again and again, making him experience death over and over in an endless cycle.

It was just a pity.

She had clearly been so close to escaping back then.

Or had she?

As the thing in her head vanished, Wu Zhen recalled many memories from before her death.

She had not actually escaped back then—He Wu had blocked a slash from her already deranged father for her.

In the blaze, amid the thick fog, He Wu lay on the ground and roared while pointing ahead: “Run— he’s gone mad, he’s not human!!! ”

That was when Wu Zhen learned that her father had also made a deal.

What followed was a brief fight, with past grudges exploding in that instant.

In this gu-raising game, she had emerged victorious.

Wu Zhen remembered that she had been on the verge of death by then, clinging to her last breath as she went to the kitchen and took out that small cake.

It was the birthday cake He Wu had made, saying it was his way of thanking his sister for years of care.

He Wu was barely breathing by then too. He lay on the ground, saw the cake, and struggled to prop himself up while spitting bloody foam: “He wanted me to take everything from you so your emotions would overflow, driving you mad to become a monster—then locked away to be controlled by the He Family and nurtured into the embryo of a new god.”

“I knew what they planned long ago, but I couldn’t tell you, or he’d find another way to kill you.”

“Sorry, I didn’t discuss it with you and failed to protect you.”

“I’m pretty rotten—deserve to die. You’re good. You should get out…”

It was pretty good.

As the past memories surfaced, Wu Zhen realized just how stupid she had been.

So stupid.

A pity, but no regrets.

“To be honest, I was just a pawn. When I set the fire back then, It promised me eternal life. I was only eighteen; how could I tell the tricks?” Wu Zhen gave a self-mocking smile.

“I thought it was trading their two lives for mine, but it was all word games.”

“Is this my just deserts?”

Pale moonlight shone on Wu Zhen. In a daze, she thought that when the flames had scorched her, she seemed to have seen moonlight just like this.

So bright, so beautiful.

“Doesn’t count—they really deserved to die.” Gu Nanqiu sensed Wu Zhen’s aura growing weaker: “You can give all your emotions to me now.”

“I’ll take your emotions and experience this world.”

“Take them—they’re not anything good anyway.” Wu Zhen coughed dryly twice. Only then did she understand the voluntary principle in the rules.

Hand over their own emotions to another monster, so that monster could truly gain her power.

So Gu Nanqiu was one of them too.

Wu Zhen already felt she had little breath left: “Can I make a wish too?”

She forced a smile: “Kill the one who tricked me. I’m not willing.”

“The Wu Family—the Wu Family has always been making new gods……”

“…..Sor…..ry”

The person on the bed gradually melted, ultimately turning into a puddle of pale cream.

A strawberry sat atop it.

Bright red, it looked very pretty.

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Gu Ye climbed in from the balcony. She walked over and took the strawberry from Gu Nanqiu’s hand: “He Wu and the coroner are taken care of. She didn’t want to see you, so she took him away directly. Should I send them to reincarnation later?”

“Then I’ll go back to that ghost place too.”

The tentacles behind Gu Ye stuck to Yue Yiyue’s leg, then nimbly slipped into her collar.

Moments later, all the abrasions on Yue Yiyue vanished without a trace.

Gu Ye grumbled in dissatisfaction: “I’ve never seen the others dragged back to that ghost place.”

“They’re just picking on me and exploiting me.”

Gu Nanqiu affectionately stroked Gu Ye’s head: “Because you’re the youngest, born most recently, with the shallowest attachment to this world. You could try persuading the one in A City to go back—guess what, she’ll probably peel a layer of your skin.”

At the mention of that place, Gu Ye shivered: “No thanks. Even if she did go back, it’d only be because Yiyue convinced her.”

“But before leaving, she’d definitely demand tons and tons and tons of benefits from Yue Yiyue.”

“Aaah, but I really can’t bear to leave! I haven’t even cuddled with Yiyue yet! And she still doesn’t know who I am!!!” As she spoke, Gu Ye worked herself up: “Gu Nanqiu, Gu Nanqiu, Gu Nanqiu, I am you! You are me too! How about letting me be you for a bit? I promise I can—”

Gu Nanqiu said nothing, merely looking at Gu Ye.

Moments later, Gu Ye grumbled and took Yue Yiyue from her arms: “Give me three more days. After three days, I’ll go back, and Yue Yiyue’s danger will decrease by one factor.”

“And that Wu Family—everyone knows they’re trying to create a god now. If the next clone can’t return in three months, this world will be one step closer to collapse, and that thing from the Wu Family will grow stronger.”

“D City had a rule outbreak a few days ago—over a thousand dead already. Gu Nanqiu, you all need to speed up. Ye Qiu still has to repair the timeline, and that one still working its job to control Y City’s rule outbreak—the next one you meet definitely won’t be as agreeable as me.”

Halfway through her muttering, Gu Ye suddenly noticed Yue Yiyue in her arms.

She slept soundly.

Hmm, the next one definitely wouldn’t refuse to return for real.

After all, only when they became one could they truly…..revive……Yue Yiyue……

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After they left, the server looked at Wu Zhen’s father, who was already quartered in the chair.

It sighed in regret. It had wanted to recover and transform him for continued use.

They were the same as always……

Really…..missed it so much…..another chance to clash……

This time, It would definitely, definitely peel open Yue Yiyue’s flesh with Its own hands and see just what kind of monster she was made of—

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When Yue Yiyue woke, Gu Ye was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe.

She struggled to shove Gu Ye off her chest, rubbed her eyes, and instinctively looked to the other side—no Gu Nanqiu.

She jolted upright. The motion woke Gu Ye beside her.

Gu Ye rubbed her eyes: “She allowed me to sleep with you today.”

She let out a big yawn: “We’re back. In the end, the coroner and I arrived there, broke those wishes, and the rules were thoroughly shattered.”

“What about Wu Zhen?” Yue Yiyue asked curiously.

“Mmm, she created these ghost things. When the things shattered, she died too.”

“But she was already dead to begin with.” Gu Ye mumbled sleepily: “Yay, Yiyue, congrats on clearing another stage!”

As Gu Ye finished speaking, Yue Yiyue unlocked all the memories of this chapter from the original work.

This dungeon was actually pretty simple—just purify Wu Zhen’s resentment toward her father.

But in the original work, Gu Nanqiu did not do that.

Both Gu Nanqiu and she—as the reader—felt Wu Zhen should hate that scumbag dad.

From childhood, constant belittling, pouring all resources into the other child, pitting the two siblings against each other.

Fortunately, the other one was stupid.

At the novel’s end, Gu Nanqiu took Wu Zhen’s hand and sincerely affirmed her hatred was justified—she should hate him.

Only then did Wu Zhen regain her original consciousness.

That instant allowed the coroner to find the flaw and shatter the rules.

Right, there was a coroner in the original work.

As a special police unit, the coroner followed Gu Nanqiu and the others, manipulating public opinion and rescuing ordinary people.

Gu Ye…..

No such person in the original work……

Whatever, the original work had no involvement from her either.

Yue Yiyue sorted through her thoughts. What came after this incident?

Fog again. The only difference was that this time, Yue Yiyue couldn’t recall the next chapter’s content at all.

As if she had never read this book.

She sighed and slowly lay back down: “Alright then, sleep.”

Gu Ye nodded, snuggled up beside Yue Yiyue, and shifted to a more comfortable position: “Good night—”

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She slept until she woke naturally. After Yue Yiyue went out to buy breakfast, she stayed by Gu Nanqiu’s side the whole time.

From her perspective, Gu Nanqiu was great at everything, just mentally exhausted.

She carried a weary air, her lips even paler.

Yue Yiyue considerately did not ask what had happened. She just handed over the soy milk and pulled a vibrant rose from her pocket.

She had bought it on the way, thinking Gu Nanqiu would like it.

She did like it. The instant Gu Nanqiu saw it, her eyes lit up, weariness vanishing from her face, replaced by delight.

She rummaged in the cabinet for a vase with a chipped rim and freshly cut the rose before placing it inside.

The lively rose now adorned the dining table, adding a fresh splash of color to the room.

Gu Nanqiu poked the rose: “Yiyue, your phone’s been ringing nonstop. Go check it. I’ll clear the table later and wake Gu Ye~”

Yue Yiyue looked at the phone buzzing on the table and nodded: “When I was looking for you back then, I asked some friends for help. Now I need to repay them and thank them.”

She explained the situation from back then to Gu Nanqiu and showed her the list on the phone: “Do you think inviting them for a meal next week would be okay?”

After getting Gu Nanqiu’s approval, Yue Yiyue lay down on the sofa and grabbed a nearby pillow to cushion herself.

On the phone screen, the temporary group chat she had made was already at 99+ messages, mostly thanks, with everyone chatting enthusiastically.

Yue Yiyue looked closely—someone who had somehow seen the group had joined to thank her.

They were all people previously harmed by the wishes.

Some shared their recent experiences in the group, then last night they saw Yue Yiyue fighting Wu Zhen like a heavenly soldier, and they returned to their own bodies.

Another said they’d been turned into a puppet doll and thought they wouldn’t survive.

But many still died in this monster-made disaster.

Yue Yiyue took the screenshot of her initial list and created another group, hoping to repay the money.

They all refused—some said they had money, others that the sisters Yue Yiyue had saved had already split it evenly.

In the end, Yue Yiyue could only post in the group that if they were free this Friday, she would treat them to a meal at XX Snack Street.

Their choice.

To avoid any mental burden, Yue Yiyue posted a screenshot of her bank card balance.

Amid cheers of agreement, they happily haggled and booked a buffet.