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Chapter 625: Let's Just Give Up
Chapter 625: Let's Just Give Up
The entire company was silent, everyone's expressions tinged with confusion. A moment ago, it seemed like Sun Zhen was arguing with someone, but their memories were inexplicably blank. However, this void was gradually being filled by some substance, and the initial awkwardness was slowly dissipating.
"Sun Zhen, you've already been fired, so don't come to the company to cause trouble," an old employee said awkwardly, as if his logic had glitched.
Sun Zhen felt a chill. He had just pointed out that the supervisor was a human ghost, and the supervisor had exploded into a cloud of skin flakes, leaving behind only a human skin. Many people had witnessed this, leading to significant issues with their common sense and memory.
It took nearly ten minutes for their minds to reboot, and they still hadn't fully recovered.
However, at least they could now speak to him, indicating that the awkwardness was being suppressed by some memories.
"I'm leaving right away, no need to kick me out," Sun Zhen said. He didn't want to stay, but he had forgotten what he was preparing to do, though he remembered that going home was important.
It was crucial to understand that the human ghost was just a mass of skin flakes. One had died, but who knew how many more were lurking in the world.
Moreover, he had discovered that revealing the identity of the human ghost to others did not exempt them from its influence, as it did for him.
Of course, there was another possibility: they didn't believe in the existence of human ghosts, which was why they were being distorted.
He knew this through other means and had once believed that human ghosts were real, specifically during his childhood when he trusted the ancient texts. As he grew older, he no longer paid attention to such things.
A group of robots, their programs glitching, watched as Sun Zhen left. Cold sweat soaked his back; anyone would feel uneasy, let alone Sun Zhen, who had just experienced such a terrifying event.
He hurriedly left the company. He initially wanted to take a taxi, but then he thought that if he encountered another human ghost, it would be safer to take the bus.
More people meant more stability.
The journey home was smooth, but he was extremely tense the entire way. Many people on the bus looked at him strangely, and some even asked if he needed to go to the hospital.
"I'm home. Wait, why did I say that?" Sun Zhen's mind jolted. He felt like he had forgotten something important.
"Right, I'm going back to my hometown to study ancient texts. I remember I was supposed to study with someone, but why can't I remember? And that person wasn't a human ghost but had special abilities."
Sitting on the sofa, Sun Zhen looked confused, still clutching the human skin that the human ghost had left behind.
He remembered he was supposed to hand it over to someone, but he had forgotten who.
"Don't daydream, we should hit the road," Qin Muye said.
At the sound of his voice, Sun Zhen looked at Qin Muye, and a flood of memories that had been subconsciously ignored resurfaced. "Damn, your presence is too low. If you don't speak, my memory would ignore you."
At that moment, Sun Zhen realized just how low Qin Muye's presence was. Since he left to press the elevator button, he had completely forgotten about Qin Muye, remembering only a few dead facts, none of which included Qin Muye.
"Okay, everything's packed. Let's go," Qin Muye said.
"Going home, returning to the countryside, visiting relatives—any of these terms would work. Isn't 'hitting the road' a bit too casual?" Sun Zhen said grudgingly.
"Then let's go back to the hometown," Qin Muye glanced at him and said.
"..." Sun Zhen didn't say anything more and just grabbed the things Qin Muye had packed, then they left.
What else could they do? Argue about whether it was auspicious or not? Even if it was auspicious, it depended on the situation.
The two boarded the bus. Sun Zhen put in the fare, and then watched as Qin Muye sat down without paying, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Aren't you going to pay?" Sun Zhen asked.
An old man in front of him said unhappily, "Young man, what kind of look is that? I used my senior citizen card."
"Cough, my mistake, my mistake," Sun Zhen said grudgingly.
He realized that with Qin Muye's presence, if they didn't interact, he would be directly ignored.
"Hey, are you sure about this?" Sun Zhen sat down next to Qin Muye and asked in a low voice.
"I think it's best if you don't talk to me right now. Otherwise, you might be taken to a mental hospital, and don't blame me for not saving you," Qin Muye remarked sarcastically.
Sun Zhen looked up and saw that the auntie sitting next to him was looking at him with a frightened expression. Although he thought his actions were discreet, they clearly weren't.
"Do you believe me if I say there's someone sitting next to me?" Sun Zhen said bitterly.
"I believe you, young man. I'm old enough to know when someone is telling the truth. But if you have any problems, it's best to seek help," the auntie said earnestly.
She could tell that although the young man had some serious issues, he seemed to have a good heart, so she gently reminded him.
"I understand, I understand. I'm going to a big hospital this time," Sun Zhen replied. He knew that arguing wouldn't help, and it was impossible for Qin Muye to explain the situation.
Even if Qin Muye did explain, these people would probably forget about it right away.
So, it was better for him to take the blame himself. His reputation didn't matter anymore.
After experiencing the incident with the human ghost, he had come to realize that life was more important than face.
No one on the bus would mock or belittle Sun Zhen for his supposed mental illness. If they knew he was mentally unstable, they wouldn't risk provoking him and getting hurt. No one was that foolish.
Instead, they all kept their distance, fearing that he might have an episode.
Then Sun Zhen continued, "We're taking the train this time, which will take about three days. If you hadn't objected to flying, we could have been there in three hours."
The other passengers glanced at Sun Zhen and quickly looked away, thinking he was having another episode.
Qin Muye was also amazed by this. Well, at least this way, no one would think he was the problem; they would just think Sun Zhen was a simple mental case.
"Ah, so we need to buy sleeper tickets, but unfortunately, each identity can only buy one ticket," Qin Muye sighed.
"Wait, what do you mean? You're not planning to buy a ticket?" Sun Zhen's expression froze. He could understand Qin Muye not paying the bus fare, but how could he not buy a train ticket?
"Even if I bought a ticket, do you think it would make a difference?" Qin Muye said slowly.
At this point, Sun Zhen realized that this was indeed a tricky situation. Given Qin Muye's low presence, even if he bought a ticket, people would still think no one was there.
"Alright, you have a point," Sun Zhen admitted.
He and Qin Muye were chatting openly, and everyone thought he was talking to himself, which only reinforced their belief that he was mentally ill.
"How much do you know about your parents?" Qin Muye suddenly asked.
Sun Zhen was taken aback. Why was he asking about his parents?
"A lot, why?"
"Nothing, but is it possible that your parents are also human ghosts?" Qin Muye said slowly.
"That's impossible. They can't be," Sun Zhen immediately rebutted.
"It's good to have confidence," Qin Muye said, not elaborating further.
There were many questions, such as how the author of the ancient texts knew about human ghosts and how they managed to remain unaffected. Or, what was the first human ghost like?
He had many thoughts, but he needed to see the ancient texts himself. Sun Zhen's recollections were only a summary, not the original text.
The original text and an oral account could be quite different.
For example, a story and a fable were two different things.
Moreover, Sun Zhen had read the ancient texts when he was a child, so the content might have been distorted in his memory.
Sun Zhen fell silent. If his parents were indeed human ghosts, what should he do?
It wasn't impossible, so he was at a loss. The joy he had felt about returning home was now overshadowed by various dilemmas.
After all, if Qin Muye was right, should he reveal their true identities or keep it a secret?
Revealing their identities would be like killing his own parents, but if he didn't, what consequences would follow?
(End of Chapter)
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