Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 171 002. Mission
"This damn weather! A typhoon just appeared out of nowhere!" Yan Wuxun shivered, wrapped in a hot towel, in his dilapidated shack.

Douzi happily caught the leaking water and poured it out basin after basin. Tianyu stood on the wooden ladder, diligently banging and tapping, trying to plug the cracks in the ceiling.

The orange tabby cat, Boots, found a suitable spot, curled up, and fell asleep peacefully.

The old television set was only the size of a cardboard box, with a static-filled screen that flickered as it broadcast the latest news.

The female reporter's face was completely obscured; even her figure was magnified by the electromagnetic interference: "Recently, a famous politician, ￥%#￥&……, died in &……*#% . It is said that %￥#……&* . Due to the impact of heavy rain, much of the evidence at the scene was washed away, and the case has now been handed over to the police—"

"Thorn."

The television completely crashed.

Yan Wuxun, wearing a vest, cut off the power without any emotion.

"What junk signal." He patted the TV, and a faint smell of burning sparks could be heard.

“This is a bit troublesome. I wonder if the landlord will demand compensation.” He scratched his head, which was covered in black hair that looked like gnarled old tree roots.

"Brother Xun, I'm hungry." Douzi ran over and, taking advantage of Yan Wuxun's inattention, splashed all the water he had scooped up in his hands onto his face. "Water jets!"

Yan Wuxun wiped his face, his expression turning sour as he glared at him fiercely: "It's not time yet! What are you hungry for? Do you think I'm raising piglets?!"

"Brother Xun, I'm hungry too," said Tianyu, who was knocking on the stairs.

It is worth mentioning that although Yan Wuxun and Kou Dou's language learning abilities can be described as average, Tian Yu's language comprehension is extremely high. She can basically communicate in Mandarin and even easily learned a few words of Yan Wuxun's dialect.

"Damn it. The rice noodle roll shop is doing poorly, and we can't afford to support you two good-for-nothings," Yan Wuxun said dejectedly.

"Shall we open for business?" Douzi tentatively suggested.

"Get out of here, you idiot! There are never any customers in the lobby during the day (when it's sunny), so why would anyone come to eat on a rainy day like this!"

Douzi chuckled: "If no one comes, we can eat by ourselves."

Tianyu: "Seconded."

Yan Wuxun cursed, "Seconded? Forget about paying! If this keeps going, I'll go perform raising piglets in the street!"

"What's wrong with raising piglets?" Douzi muttered, only to be met with a sharp rap on the head by Yan Wuxun.

"Oh dear. Didn't you give [Shi Wang Huo Ji] to Tian Yu?"

In Yan Wuxun's understanding, "Shi Wang Huo Ji" means that it makes you eat well. In just over half a month, Tian Yu, who was originally tall and thin, has gained a lot of weight. At least now she doesn't look so frail, and her complexion has also improved a lot.

"Boom—" The rain pounded against the metal sheet of the shop, making a loud banging sound.

"Forget about all that, let's think about how to make money! All I want to do right now is make money!" Yan Wuxun shouted.

Douzi cheered, "Open for business! Open for business! Time to eat!"

"Hey, you've already revealed your true thoughts!" Yan Wuxun sighed, rubbing his forehead.

Although Douzi was talking, he didn't hesitate with his hands; he quickly pulled up the tin curtain.

The roar of the rain outside suddenly became clearer, and as soon as the floodgates were opened, it was like a flood bursting in, with bubbling white rainwater rushing in all at once.

"Idiot! The rainwater is running in!" Yan Wuxun shouted in a shrill voice, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Wow!" Douzi exclaimed.

"Idiot, now is not the time to be happy!"

"No, Brother Xun, we really have guests!"

Yan Wuxun tilted his head and walked up with some doubt. Rainwater fell on the metal sheet and splashed all over Yan Wuxun's face.

He squinted as the sheet metal was slowly lifted, revealing first a pair of women's legs, slender and fair, with rainwater sliding down their curves, glistening and captivating.

The visitor's feet were not in the water, but their canvas shoes, which looked very much like those worn by students, were faintly visible.

Yan Wuxun's eyes lit up, and he rolled up the curtain even more vigorously: "Open, open!"

As the metal gate slowly rolled up, one could vaguely see that the woman's figure was quite slender. The rain had soaked her clothes, and underneath her white shirt was a light blue brocade garment that vaguely resembled a cheongsam.

Further up, Yan Wuxun couldn't help but swallow hard; the rain was really heavy.

The woman didn't wait for him to fully open the door; she collapsed in the rain, her clothes soaking wet.

Yan Wuxun hurriedly bent down and leaned forward to support her. Large raindrops, carrying a chill, hit him, making him shiver. The woman had been standing outside for who knows how long.

"Help……"

The woman murmured something, speaking in Mandarin, before fainting.

Yan Wuxun didn't care about anything else and carried the woman inside in his arms.

……

Under the dim rain curtain, Jin Ziyue lowered his head and held a large bowl of buckwheat noodles.

The woman at the table behind said in a low voice, "Mr. Jing."

She was completely covered in black clothes, wearing a hat that looked like a black rose, with only a few strands of golden hair peeking out.

Nao gently put down the black wooden chopsticks and tied up the strands of hair behind her ear.

This was the first time Nao and Jin Ziyue met in person.

Jin Ziyue glanced at her and said, "Speak."

"As you've seen in the recent news, the pro-peace minister has died a violent death, and there may be renewed conflict with the White Walkers."

"Any news about the soul ability user I asked you to find?" Jin Ziyue interrupted her.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

The woman picked up a tissue and gently wiped her mouth. "As you know, this is the payment for this transaction, and it's also the condition for us to ask you to come."

"content."

"There are three key points. Due to the urgency of the situation and the rainy weather, I can only take the liberty of meeting you in this kind of place."

Jin Ziyue nodded. On rainy days without moonlight, a woman's ability [Moonlight Over a Thousand Miles] would be greatly limited.

"First, we have received intelligence that a team of assassins has recently appeared in Zuojingdu. They are fearless and extremely ruthless. Their next assassination target is Akira Akahoshi, the CEO of Zuojingdu. The target has close ties with humans and will propose new negotiation measures at the 15th Symposium. His existence is conducive to human development. Please ensure his safety."
"Second, find the assassins who recently attempted to assassinate political figures. They are hiding in the Left Capital. If we can find them in advance and destroy them in one fell swoop, that would be even better."

"Third, the organization is providing you with a clue. Recently, according to an inside source, a female White Walker has escaped from the assassination squad. Finding her may help you complete your mission more quickly."

The woman didn't speak, looking down at her phone, but her voice remained steady as it reached Jin Ziyue's ears: "Would you accept this?"

"Understood." Jin Ziyue nodded.

The woman smiled brightly, stood up and left: "Detailed information will be sent to your residence by letter later. I wish you good luck in your military campaigns."

"Wait a minute," Jin Ziyue said.

The woman stopped in her tracks.

"With Miss Nao's abilities, she probably wouldn't have any problem carrying out this herself, so why did she need to ask me?"

Nao covered her mouth and smiled, maintaining a dignified posture like a canary: "You flatter me too much. I am just a clerical worker. The organization has indeed sent many capable people, but without absolute certainty, we dare not act rashly for fear of alerting the enemy."

She glanced back at Jin Ziyue, her voice drifting into her mind: "If you need assistance, you can apply for armed support, as long as you can pay the corresponding compensation."

After saying that, the woman lifted the curtain, opened her umbrella, and disappeared into the rain.

(End of this chapter)