[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-survival-guide-in-a-mysterious-world":3,"chapter-survival-guide-in-a-mysterious-world-survival-guide-in-a-mysterious-world-chapter-56":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Survival Guide in a Mysterious World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2299025,4497,"Chapter 56: Fresh Robes, Swift Horses","survival-guide-in-a-mysterious-world-chapter-56",56,"\u003Cp>Gubei Town had no proper hospital, only a clinic with mediocre medical facilities; after a brief examination, Bai Zhi’s father was transferred overnight to a city-level hospital for care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Taoyuan West Branch of Qinzhou Medical College is 23 kilometers from Gubei Town—not far, but the route is winding, requiring passage through three tunnels and frequent ascents and descents on elevated bridges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rugged terrain and poor transportation are among the reasons this region of Taoyuan City has remained relatively underdeveloped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhe had considered contacting Feng Yushu’s subordinates or confidants within her family’s conglomerate to pick up Bai Zhi and bring her to her parents, but discovered they were mostly all dead. Of course—Auntie had mentioned once before that the conglomerate executives who came here with her family all lived together in the estate…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tragic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhe looked at Bai Zhi’s timid, withdrawn demeanor, how she dared not speak loudly, and thought it would be dangerous to let her travel alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did your mother say anything to you before she left?” Ning Zhe asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom told me to stay with you and notify her when you wake up,” Bai Zhi replied honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anything else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also…” Bai Zhi thought for a moment, then said, “She told me to be careful, not to believe anything anyone says… except you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, it seems Auntie is in danger.” Ning Zhe understood Feng Yushu’s intent in leaving Bai Zhi with him: “Wait here for me. I’ll handle something. Don’t move from this spot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re taking advantage of me,” Bai Zhi muttered softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a line from Zhu Ziqing’s father…” Bai Zhi’s voice grew even quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha.” Ning Zhe couldn’t help laughing: “Don’t just stay cooped up reading books and playing games—why not surf the internet? Life needs humor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, it’s too dull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh…” Bai Zhi nodded reluctantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving Bai Zhi at a bubble tea shop by the roadside, Ning Zhe departed alone; after their casual chat, he was now certain—he had never met Bai Zhi before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, he had never met *this* Bai Zhi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bai Zhi left at home by Feng Yushu to watch over him was not the same person as the Bai Zhi he had seen last night at Bishushanzhuang. Though their appearances were identical, every gesture, tone of voice, manner of dealing with others, and the quiet, elegant aura like a crabapple blossom—all clashed with the Bai Zhi he remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were two different people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dissociative identity disorder?… Given her mental state, that’s possible. But could it be something else? Even twins?” Ning Zhe pondered as he walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He arrived at the hotel where Zhang Yangxu was staying. His brisk steps turned a corner, and the stern, middle-aged face of Zhang Yangxu appeared on Ning Zhe’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assuming Zhang Yangxu’s identity, Ning Zhe entered the hotel and found his assistant, who had been searching for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Ning Zhe’s surprise, the assistant did not overreact to Zhang Yangxu’s overnight disappearance—saving him the trouble of fabricating an excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a flood of knowledge about Zhang Yangxu flooded his mind, Ning Zhe understood why: Zhang Yangxu was a classic workaholic, even at his high rank, he strictly regulated his schedule. This disciplined boss had no other vices—his only indulgence was lust, pleasure-seeking, and he pursued it extravagantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long before the Gubei Town trip was planned, he had already arranged his entertainment channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Zhang Yangxu, exhausted, appeared at the hotel entrance after being missing for a night and a day, his trusted assistant instantly understood—without any explanation. The only regret, perhaps, was that he hadn’t brought the assistant along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Due to last night’s electrical leak and the injury and absence of Bai Fugui, the bidding conference scheduled for today and tomorrow has been postponed, with a new date yet to be determined,” the assistant reported in detail. “We’ve learned that multiple real estate companies, including New Home Group, intend to withdraw from developing Gubei Town. I believe we should consider doing the same.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhe chuckled: “Bai Fugui is from Yongzhou—he can withdraw whenever he wants. I can’t. I’m from Qinzhou. My roots are here. Pull them out, and I die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as a politician in a voting system always receives support from his hometown, Zhang Yangxu’s rise was built on Qinzhou’s backing. Bai Fugui can leave—he has no roots here. Zhang Yangxu cannot. He can feign hesitation, extract more benefits from Gubei Town before the coming purge—but\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he truly tries to leave, he will die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” the assistant nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After handling his work, Ning Zhe dismissed the assistant, took the car from the garage, and drove back to the bubble tea shop where he’d agreed to meet Bai Zhi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zhi glanced curiously at the luxury business sedan outside, puzzled for a moment—then her phone buzzed with a message from Ning Zhe:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Look out the window.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her head—and there, in the rolled-down window, was Ning Zhe’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Zhe showed his face only briefly, then rolled the window back up. Bai Zhi climbed in dazedly, sat in the front passenger seat, closed the door, and asked skeptically: “Ning Zhe, do you even have a driver’s license?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No,” Ning Zhe said frankly. “Though I’m only 18, I’ve been driving for 21 years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zhi burst out laughing: “I’m a year older than you—I’ve had 22 years of driving experience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I advise you to give up that idea,” Ning Zhe growled, lightly pressing the accelerator. “I won’t call you sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zhi’s eyes widened in surprise: “How do you know what I’m thinking? Can you read minds?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, women,” Ning Zhe sneered, pulling the car onto the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Former Ning Zhe didn’t understand cars—he couldn’t even recognize the most famous Mercedes logo. Only after acquiring Zhang Yangxu’s complete identity did he learn this pitch-black “Goddess of the Lake,” limited to 150 units worldwide, had an official price of $15 million, and a used value tripled or more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yangxu arriving in this car was partly meant to overshadow Bai Fugui, who had come from afar—Qinzhou was his territory, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps all men dream of a luxury car: cruising down country roads in a gleaming “Goddess of the Lake,” with beautiful scenery and sweet winds brushing past, like a noble youth of old riding a fine horse over fallen petals—and if there were one or several youthful, beautiful girls in the car, even better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ning Zhe’s mood was now calm, utterly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he knew this luxury car wasn’t his, the girl wasn’t his, and the rural roads were terrible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low-slung cars on dirt roads? One drive, and you’re silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to being Feng Yushu’s daughter’s chauffeur, Ning Zhe would rather park his roaring Ghost Fire motorcycle outside the worker housing complex, slap an ultrasound image on the stern face of some old cadre, and say: “Old man, don’t be ungrateful—we’re true love.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Goddess of the Lake” followed the road along the Taojiang River downstream, then entered the highway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ning Zhe’s thoughts drifted, he suddenly sensed something wrong—Bai Zhi hadn’t made a sound in a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car’s atmosphere grew tense and strange. Ning Zhe silently took the curve, then turned onto a straight stretch and glanced sideways: the girl who didn’t belong to him was staring fixedly at him, her beautiful eyes unblinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Speak up—what’s going on?” Ning Zhe asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They encountered ghosts,” Bai Zhi whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are ‘they’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone who didn’t die in the estate,” Bai Zhi said. “Including us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1259,"2026-06-20T06:29:21.893Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5cdac508c168f1fd340c08c64f9d71341d28e09ff579b7794ea288b584a13664","survival-guide-in-a-mysterious-world-chapter-57","survival-guide-in-a-mysterious-world-chapter-55",353,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurvival-guide-in-a-mysterious-world-cover.jpg"]