Chapter 3201

Area Ten, safety base consultant lounge.

Jin Chen turned his wrist with interest, playing with the new gadget from the Quick Transmigration Bureau, which is said to have been developed to prevent missioners from being maladapted to the system's parasitism; therefore the latest plot generator, specially designed to assist missioners in checking the world line's direction, was opened, and lines of text floated in midair.

Jin Chen propped his chin, leaned back in the chair, ready to watch how two unlucky bastards turn their love into the apocalypse.

The plot generator ran quickly, lines of text popping out one after another:

The wealthy family's young master, Qiqi, and the heir of the equal-status mercenary clan, Bai Ze, agreed to a marriage alliance; the two families married, matching in status.

Both studied at Didu University, they were classmates and fiancés, possessing heavenly timing, earthly advantage, and human harmony.

Jin Chen nodded, 'Hmm, not a bad start; heavenly timing, earthly advantage, and human harmony are all present—it should go smoothly.'

He continued scrolling down, and his expression gradually changed.

Subtle, complex, distorted, unbelievable!

What the hell is this?!

Jin Chen sat upright, watched that plot from beginning to end again, confirming he hadn't misread it.

Because of a misunderstanding, Qiqi suffered betrayal by his fiancé Bai Ze, nearly losing his life in the Ninth Area; in anger, Qiqi expelled the gravely injured Bai Ze from the China Empire, and Bai Ze, with nowhere else to go, fled to the Ninth Area and launched a new force.

During that time, Qiqi, seeking revenge, chanced upon him, bound him, tortured him, hatred and mutual painful torment ensued; at the critical moment Bai Ze sacrificed himself to save Qiqi but died, Qiqi held the corpse and committed suicide in grief.

After Jin Chen read the last character, he flopped onto the bed behind him, staring at the ceiling, silent for a long time.

You guys hate sea-and-sky love so much!

Zero Egg, you idiot, how could you make the plot turn out like this?

What misunderstanding could be so melodramatic? What grudge, what resentment could turn two people who should be sweetly dating into a life-and-death tragic love script? His divine beast, the bixie he personally raised, Zero Egg—who just needs a little fur-smoothing to calm down when his fur stands up—how did he become this twisted personality in the small world, even binding, torturing, imprisoning…

The more Jin Chen thought about it, the darker his vision became; even if he had amnesia, he wouldn't have lost his intellect, right? All those things he usually taught Ling Gun Gun—being frank, speaking straight— that guy hasn't learned a thing.

Jin Chen turned over in bed, straightened out the tangled plot in his mind, and finally got a clue.

In this world, besides the normal national system, there are thirteen special zones, each a gray area for all nations—energy leaks, war, slaughter, money trades—where countless fugitives and killers roam, unbound by any law.

The most dangerous of them is the Ninth Area, a place even the most ruthless dare not tread lightly; according to the plot, that is where Bai Ze's final burial ground lies.

Fortunately, the current timeline is still relatively early, roughly at the stage when the misunderstanding just emerged; everything is still salvageable.

Jin Chen sat back at the desk, chin on his fingers, reopened the plot generator, and carefully studied the background of his current identity.

The son of Jin Junhao.

Who is Jin Junhao? A conglomerate of the China Empire ranked among the top, rich enough to rival a nation. But this tycoon, upon reaching middle age, suddenly felt the stirrings of love; to pursue true love—namely Qiqi's mother, Sailinna—he half-abandoned his conglomerate, running back and forth to the Tenth Area every few days, eventually settling there permanently, just to chase his wife.

Sailinna is no ordinary person; she is the leader of the Tenth Area, ruthless and powerful, single-handedly controlling the lifeline of the entire Tenth Area.

As the son and heir of the Jin Family, Jin Chen had to stabilize the conglomerate affairs in the China Empire while worrying about his father's safety in the Tenth Area, so he took the title of military region consultant, frequently going in and out of the Tenth Area.

As for Yi Qi, he stayed in Huaxia Didu, posing as the young master of a conglomerate, living a life of luxury.

"Little Egg has gotten his way."

Jin Chen shook his head, evaluating with a hint of disdain and amusement, "No wonder he can be so affected."

The assistant outside the door heard the movement and knocked on the door.

"Jin Consultant?"

"Make arrangements," Jin Chen opened the door and told the assistant, "I have urgent matters and need to return to the country."

The assistant hesitated, "Do I need to inform Mr. Jin and the Commander?"

Jin Chen thought about his cheap father's ridiculous antics for chasing love, and couldn't help feeling a pang of envy.

"No need, just go back."

Half an hour later, Jin Chen boarded the private jet flying from District Ten to Huaxia Didu.

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Huaxia Didu, Jin Manor.

Butler Weisen stood in the dining room, wanting to speak but stopping, stopping then wanting to speak again, occasionally glancing at the young master who was dining.

A few minutes later, Yi Qi finally put down his knife and fork, leaned back, lifted his gold-brown eyes and stared over, "What exactly do you want to say?"

His cheeks slightly puffed, obviously a bit impatient.

He hates it when people talk nonsense while eating, affecting appetite.

Weisen hesitated a moment, then decided to speak frankly, "Young master, I just received news that the Young Master will be returning home today."

Yi Qi's fork paused.

He didn't know why, but he inexplicably felt a bit nervous.

Especially thinking that there is still another person residing in the manor…

"When are you coming back?" Yi Qi asked, feigning calm, picked up his knife and fork again, cut a piece of steak and shoved it into his mouth.

Just as his words fell, the dining room's Main Gate was pushed open by two servants from outside.

Yi Qi, fork in mouth, lifted his head and saw a man walking in against the light, wearing a black suit that accentuated broad shoulders and narrow waist, with high brow bones and deep-set eyes, the man looked both noble and dangerous.

The man's gaze swept around the dining room, finally landing on Yi Qi, the corner of his mouth curling with a smile that was hard to tell whether it was teasing or something else.

Jin Chen sized up Zero Egg's appearance in the small world: his figure was slender and well-proportioned, his gold-brown eyes had a hint of mixed-race traits, like a leopard prone to bristling.

Yi Qi froze for a few seconds, then abruptly turned his head to glare at Weisen. "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Weisen stepped forward without changing expression, smoothly pulling out the chair beside him, "Young Master, please dine."

Yi Qi: "……" You damn thick‑eyebrowed, big‑eyed butler.

Jin Chen sat in the main seat beside Yi Qi, the servants quickly brought up steaming hot food, he picked up his knife and fork, elegantly cutting the lamb chops before him, smooth and pleasing to the eye.

He casually said, "Zero Egg."

Yi Qi had no intention of responding to him, lowered his head to focus on his steak; hearing the words, he paused, puzzled, lifted his head and looked left and right, confirming there was no third person in the dining room, then pointed at his own nose, "You're calling me?"

"Who else would it be?" Jin Chen didn't even lift his eyelids.

"……" Yi Qi swallowed the meat in his mouth, an offended expression appearing on his face, "What gives you the right to give me a weird nickname? You're so……"

Guts.

Qiqi felt a bit uneasy.

It's, scary.

Qiqi grew up beside Selina from a young age, having seen countless ruthless people—maybe not a thousand but eight hundred—but the feeling this cheap Dage gives right now is somewhat different.

This person, he's terrifyingly strong.

Qiqi silently withdrew their gaze, lowered their head and took a bite of salad, deciding not to stoop to his level.

Jin Chen's smile deepened a bit, he continued to eat elegantly, and casually asked: "How have you and Bai Ze been getting along lately?"

Qiqi's fork finally slapped the table with a pa, turned head to stare at Jin Chen, eyes flashing with fire.

"What do you want to say?"