Chapter 329: Luna Is Also a Person with an ID Card

"Uh... my head hurts," Little Red Riding Hood sat on the bed, looking at the daylight streaming in from the window. After struggling to wake up for a while, she turned her head to look at Princess Rapunzel, who had appeared in her room at some unknown time. After muttering that, she belatedly reacted, "Why are you in my house?"

Rapunzel lifted her face: "We've been roommates for several years. Now you won't let me into your house?"

"One thing at a time. Didn't you build a bunker right next to my house... and say you'd never live in high places again, that you wanted to be a safe and stable cave-dweller," Little Red Riding Hood muttered while rubbing her forehead, "Ah, it still hurts. I won't touch alcohol for the rest of my life. It's obviously unhealthy... Did I black out yesterday?"

"Yeah, you did. It was quite spectacular. Later, Big Brother carried you back. Also, I changed your clothes—you vomited as soon as you entered the room, and we spent ages cleaning you up," Rapunzel said with a mischievous grin while walking over holding a bowl, "Headache, right? I heard people always feel like this the day after a heavy drinking session. Come on, drink this while it's hot."

Little Red Riding Hood felt her head still foggy and took the bowl in a daze, glancing at it: "What is this?"

Rapunzel waved her hand: "Hangover soup, of course."

"Oh, thanks," Little Red Riding Hood mumbled, picked up the bowl, took a sip, froze for two or three seconds, then smacked her lips and realized, "Isn't this just instant noodle soup?!"

"Yeah, see? One sip and you're already sober?"

"... Where's the noodles?!"

"I ate them," Princess Rapunzel said with a look of complete self-righteousness, "I even added two sausages. Let me tell you, the sausages you stockpile aren't good; one bite feels like chewing rubber. Next time, switch to the brand from San Liang Shi Fu; they have a corn sausage..."

"You stole my instant noodles again—and added two sausages! I usually only add one!" Little Red Riding Hood's eyes immediately widened, "I didn't even hold you accountable last time you stole a box of my 'Xianling Pills'..."

Rapunzel still wore that mischievous grin, showing not a shred of shame.

This guy was always like this. Little Red Riding Hood was already used to it, so after shouting a couple of times, she let out a long sigh, casually placed the bowl on the bedside table, then felt dizzy for another two minutes before suddenly remembering something major.

The next second, she jumped straight up from the bed: "Hey, my morning classes today!"

The girl jumped up in a panic to change clothes and pack her schoolbag, but as soon as she found her jacket, she heard Rapunzel's unhurried voice from behind: "Hey, no need to rush. We already got leave approved for you."

Little Red Riding Hood instantly stopped moving, turned her head to look at Rapunzel, and wore a face full of suspicion: "You could get leave approved for me even in Gao San? What reason did you use?"

"Gathering for a birthday party, excessive drinking, and still hungover."

Little Red Riding Hood was struck as if by lightning, standing stiffly in the center of the room as her eyes gradually glowed green: "... And then?"

"Your homeroom teacher is very easy to talk to. He told me right then that you didn't need to attend class."

Little Red Riding Hood's eyes finally turned completely green. She let out a roar and lunged at Princess Rapunzel: "... Big Golden Retriever!! I'm going to kill you!!"

But as soon as she got up, Princess Rapunzel simply giggled and dodged to the side, immediately transforming into a cascade of golden hair flowing along the ground, darting out through a crack in the nearby window. She had clearly been preparing for this who knows how long.

Little Red Riding Hood lunged but failed to catch anyone, grabbing only a hard object instead. Picking it up, she discovered it was Princess Rapunzel's dropped mobile phone.

The phone screen wasn't locked and was still on the last playback record.

Little Red Riding Hood paused for a moment and instinctively tapped to open it.

In the 4K high-definition footage, a "woof-woof" wolf howl sounded, followed by a clear and imposing declaration:

"From now on, we're fox-and-dog buddies—"

Yu Sheng, who was holding the phone and flipping through the photo album, suddenly shivered, feeling a chill of unknown origin.

Hu Li, who was curled up on the floor mat yawning lazily, instantly lifted her head, her ears twitching: "Benefactor, is there killing intent?"

"Killing intent my foot. It's obviously 'Yu Sheng got the chills'," Irene, sitting on the coffee table watching TV, turned her head to look, "Is your spiritual intuition jumping up and down again?"

"I don't know what's going on." Yu Sheng scratched his head, but he didn't pay much attention to where that sudden chill in his heart came from; instead, he quickly shifted his focus to another figure not far away.

"Artificial Saint" Luna, wearing a nun's veil, was standing motionless beside the staircase leading to the second floor. In fact, she had been standing there for an hour.

Irene soon noticed where Yu Sheng was looking. The small doll helplessly spread her hands: "She's spacing out. She does this every morning. She only moved once when Hu Li was mopping the floor. When no one talks to her, she just stands in place, looking like a statue."

Yu Sheng couldn't help but frown. After hesitating slightly, he waved at Luna.

The latter walked over and stood beside the sofa, looking like a statue again.

"You don't need to stand guard at the staircase entrance like a sentry," Yu Sheng said to her, "If there's something you want to do, go do it. Or if you want to rest, go rest—this is your home. You should relax at home."

Luna just stood there blankly. After a long while, she slowly spoke: "Standing, relaxing, very good."

"Uh... standing and spacing out is relaxing?" Yu Sheng's expression was somewhat subtle, "Don't you have anything else you want to do? Like learning about this world, reading books, taking a walk in the valley, or at the very least watching some TV with Irene."

Luna slowly turned her head, glanced at the intelligence-dumbing entertainment program playing on the TV, and after a moment, her gaze seemed to fall on Irene again.

Although her facial expression didn't change much, Yu Sheng suddenly felt a trace of pity rising in the heart of this "Artificial Saint."

"Influence, thinking," Luna said slowly, "Lower, alertness."

The corner of Yu Sheng's mouth twitched immediately. He thought to himself that the house, which had finally calmed down, was about to erupt into a ball-jointed doll versus C-clip battle. But after two or three seconds with no reaction, he looked up and saw Irene still watching the TV program seriously as if nothing had happened.

... The small doll must have heard it. She never let slip any topic that might concern her. The only explanation was that Luna's language expression ability was too poor, and Irene hadn't realized it.

Yu Sheng had absolutely no idea how to evaluate this scene. Just as he was about to talk to Luna again about topics like "hobbies" and "normal life," a mobile phone ringtone suddenly interrupted his train of thought.

The small doll on the coffee table instantly turned around: "Bai Li Qing again?"

Yu Sheng looked at the caller ID on the screen, and his expression suddenly became hard to maintain: "... Ren Wenwen."

Irene instantly stood up: "... You finally wrote the male lead meeting the tricycle?!"

"Go watch your TV quietly. You're quick to react at times like this!" Yu Sheng glared at the small doll, raised his hand to answer the call, and spoke in a cautious tone he didn't even realize he was using, "Hello, Ren Wenwen? What's up?"

"Teacher Yu!" Ren Wenwen's energetic voice immediately came from the other end of the line, and her second half of the sentence made Yu Sheng breathe a sigh of relief, "I'm here to deliver the registration forms! For Miss Luna's—please open the door."

"Ah? Oh right, there was such a thing. Wait a moment, I'll open the door for you."

"Just here to do identity registration for Luna," Yu Sheng said casually after hanging up the phone. He stood up, walked around Hu Li's large pile of tails on the floor, and muttered while heading toward the main entrance, "Shouldn't we get a doorbell or something? Calling every time is quite troublesome."

"Where would you put a doorbell?" Irene asked without turning around, "If you put it on the door, no one can see it. That would be a waste."

"Get a remote one, just set up a pole in the empty space outside the door. Anyway, anyone who can get close to this area must have qualifications or a reason, so there's no fear of kids messing with it..."

While speaking, he had already opened the front door of the house, and then he saw Ren Wenwen, wearing an office suit and carrying a bag, standing at the entrance with a brilliant smile.

Upon meeting, before the great scholar at the door could speak, Yu Sheng said first: "Today you're doing the Director's errand. We'll only talk about work, not creation."

Ren Wenwen's expression visibly turned depressed.

Seeing this, Yu Sheng shivered inside. From her reaction, he judged that when this Miss arrived, at least nine-tenths of her mind was focused on talking about "creation"...

Afterward, Ren Wenwen entered the house, and the first thing she saw was the "Artificial Saint" standing beside the sofa, two meters tall and silently standing there.

Yu Sheng keenly sensed a trace of nervousness suddenly flashing in the other person's eyes—although this well-trained special operations agency employee adjusted her state almost instantly.

He didn't say much, just asked Ren Wenwen to sit on the sofa, then sat on the other side with Luna.

He also kicked Irene off the coffee table, where she had been watching some idiotic variety show, because documents needed to be placed there.

"Mainly just filling out some forms," Ren Wenwen took out the documents for registering identity card information and registering organization members from her bag, pushing them in front of Yu Sheng and Luna, "Fill this one first to register Young Lady Luna's identity information, then I'll have the bureau register her directly from the system backend; once she has an ID number, she can fill out the next step, the organization member enrollment form. By the way, you can fill it out on her behalf."

"Alright, I'll fill it out for her."

Yu Sheng nodded and said so, then took the first form under Luna's attentive gaze; he still remembered the situation when he had registered Hu Li and Irene's identity information back then, knowing that the identity registration forms specially prepared by the Borderland for "non-humans" were rigorous and complex, so by now he was mentally prepared to face a huge pile of options and outrageous remarks based on experience.

But as soon as he finished filling out the first few items, he froze when it came time to fill in the race information.

In his memory, that dense mass of options was gone; only one pre-filled entry remained in the blank space—

Race: "Inn" Member.

Yu Sheng: "..."

After a moment of silence, he slowly raised his head, looking at Ren Wenwen across from him, who wore an office-professional smile.

"Is this 'race' serious?"

"The bureau discussed it in a meeting, and the Director gave special approval," Ren Wenwen said with a serious expression, "Rest assured, it's already set up in the system and can be used."

Yu Sheng: "... What the hell is with singling out 'Inn Member' as a race?"

"We couldn't exactly fill in 'Hermitage Creation' anyway," Ren Wenwen shrugged, "And your 'situation' is so special, right..."

Yu Sheng: "... What about Hu Li and Irene?"

"Their forms don't need to change," Ren Wenwen nodded, "but the Director said it's to prepare for the future."

Yu Sheng thought for a moment, feeling something was off—but he had nothing to say in response.

He could only be broad-minded: an Inn Member is an Inn Member, after all, there's no way to determine what race Luna was before she was modified... At least in the Borderland, such a place of outstanding talent and extreme inclusivity, no matter how you fill in the "race" column, it can be counted as a "human" in the broad sense...

(End of this chapter)