Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 121 119. Intermission before the War
"Well"

In the darkness, Yan Huan only felt a slight pain in his head, as if something was stuck in his skull, stirring from time to time.

He covered his head and opened his eyes, and what he saw was a red-haired beauty who was covered with the same quilt as him.

It’s Tong Yingying.

She closed her eyes, her red lips slightly parted, her face facing Yan Huan, obviously still sleeping soundly.

Yan Huan was slightly stunned and moved slightly.

As the body pulled the quilt, it seemed as if this warm world was stirred.

As a result, the other person's body temperature in the quilt, the palm lightly touching my chest, and the knee resting on my thigh muscles, all became clear to me.

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Yan Huan blinked, and her gaze couldn't help but linger for a moment on Tong Yingying's black suspenders that slipped off her shoulders.

The perspective moved down a little bit, and the next second, Yan Huan's eyes seemed to be burned, and he looked away with an unnatural expression.

I haven't had a drink since my reincarnation. I didn't know how I could have become such a weakling.

Although it is not a complete blackout, I always feel that my memory is intermittent and especially vague.

He quickly sat up from the bed and subconsciously picked up his phone to check the time.
"4:22"

I didn’t get enough rest the day before yesterday, and plus I drank some wine, I’ve been sleeping since the afternoon until now.

He rubbed the back of his head, feeling a little urgent, so he got out of bed carefully and walked towards the door.

There was no sound of rain outside, but the temperature was still quite low, making Yan Huan breathe in the cool air and rub his body.

"Click~"

The bedroom door was closed and the stairs outside were pitch black, so Yan Huan turned on the flashlight and walked towards the bathroom on the first floor.

I turned on the lights and took care of some personal issues.

"Yan Huan."

Just as he was standing in front of the mirror and was about to wash his face with cold water, Miaochan's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Yan Huan glanced at the door and saw the chubby Miao Jiang sitting there dignifiedly, blinking her big watery eyes and looking up at her.

"Meow, last night"

"Tong Yingying kissed you last night, meow."

"!!??"

Yan Huan blinked and stared at Miao Jiang blankly.

He seemed to have some impression, although it was vague, but he felt something soft kissed on his forehead.
Very comfortable.

Yan Huan stretched out his fingers and touched his forehead, and Miao Jiang in front of him nodded.

As a result, Yan Huan sighed and moved his fingers downwards.

When pointing to the lips, Miaojiang nodded quickly, shocking Yan Huan again.

“No.”

"Just as you thought, meow. Tong Yingying is an old cow eating young grass. She not only kissed your head, but also your mouth."

Miaojiang licked her paw pad and said,
"But it's understandable. I tried to comfort you for a long time, but you still kept repeating Ying Gong's name in your dream, which made Tong Yingying very angry."

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When Sakuramiya Hitomi was mentioned, Yan Huan's expression froze slightly again.

But Miao Jiang did not dwell on this topic. Instead, she jogged along, leaped lightly against gravity, and landed on his shoulder.
"Compared to this, I got some very important information while you were asleep, nyan."

"What information?"

Miao Jiang looked at him and said,
"Yan Huan, do you remember that we picked up a large piece of modifier fragment in the tavern before?"

".The snake scale?"

"Yes, meow, I know where that fragment came from."

Miaojiang glanced at the direction where Tong Yingying was sleeping, and then said,

“It was that intelligent modifier that actually looked like a white snake. It originally chose Tong Yingying as its host, but was rejected by Tong Yingying.

"The only way to deal with the modifier is for the host to willingly give up the modifier. Although they were not fully bound at the time, it still dealt a heavy blow to the modifier, meow!"

Miao Jiang repeated the information she had heard before to Yan Huan, and Yan Huan was somewhat incredulous.
"Sister Tong? The host of the modifier? Is this true or not?"

"Really meow!"

Miao Jiang nodded and looked at Yan Huan.

"My previous guess was correct. Tong Yingying is a sadist. She really enjoys making you suffer. You don't know that when she kissed you last night..."

"Stop it, stop it!"

Yan Huan's face darkened and he quickly stopped Miao Jiang's vivid description.

But after Miaojiang said this, he also remembered the time when he was working out before, when Tong Yingying was holding a whip behind him to "whip" him.

At that time, there was a hint of excitement in Tong Yingying's eyes.

"But even if you say so, I don't think Sister Tong's problem is serious."

Speaking of this, Yan Huan felt a little guilty or suffered from stress trauma.

The guilt he feels has increased his self-awareness threshold, so his acceptance of these things has increased.

The stress trauma is based on the question of whether Tong Yingying might also pretend to be too good like Sakuramiya Hitomi.

“It’s really not serious, meow. Or even if it’s serious, it won’t affect other people.

"Although Tong Yingying has that habit, she showed corresponding restraint last night."

But Miao-chan on his shoulder seemed to see through his thoughts and suddenly said,

“By analogy, Yan Huan, I think the hosts of the other modifiers should be like this as well.

"Including Sakuramiya Hitomi."

Yan Huan hesitated for a second, then frowned and asked back,
"Are you trying to say that the modifier is to blame for Sakuramiya's current situation, and then use this to persuade me to focus on dealing with the modifier?

"But don't forget, we have all seen the diary. She has been monitoring me since November last year."

Hearing this, Miao Jiang shook her head and said,
"Yan Huan, I'm just reminding you that your enemies are always the modifiers, not the hosts."

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Yan Huan's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Miao Jiang.

"Hosts are easily seduced by modifiers because of their own flaws, desires and other factors. The process of solving the modifiers is to eliminate the influence on the host and lead the host back to the right path.

"This process is like tug-of-war, you stand on one side and the modifier stands on the other side. The object you are really wrestling with is the modifier standing on the opposite side, not the rope in your hand."

Miao Jiang tilted her head, rubbed Yan Huan's face with her head, and then said,

"Of course, Yan Huan, I'm entrusting you to win the tug-of-war, but my own efforts are limited. I'm not qualified to comment on your tug-of-war posture and method.

"I just want you to know that it's better for you and for them to be able to move [them toward normalcy].

"After all, if you treat the rope as part of the enemy and squeeze it hard, your own hands will also become bloody."

Yan Huan looked at Miao Jiang, a hint of thought flashing across his eyes.

A second later, the corners of his mouth, which had not been raised all day yesterday, slightly raised again.

Immediately, he looked at Miao Jiang and suddenly asked with a smile,

"Nyan, you usually put 'nyan' at the end of your sentences just to act cute, right? I just said such a long and serious speech, but you didn't even say 'nyan' once."

"Meow?"

Miaojiang tilted her head, with a cute look that said, "I'm a cat, how can I understand what people are saying?"

Yan Huan took a deep breath, touched his chin, and then continued to analyze,
“That is to say, the modifier that has the same incarnation and intelligence as you, Meow-chan, has now chosen another host to possess.

"Who is the most likely person among the five?"

Miao Jiang shook her head, indicating that she didn't know, but just reminded Yan Huan,

"Yan Huan, modifiers are born with a natural tendency to select hosts based on two comprehensive criteria:

"Their desires are what make them evolve most quickly; their temperaments are the hardest to abandon them."

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes, looked at Miao Jiang and finally said,
"As for the white snake: it was rejected by Tong Yingying and was seriously injured. In order to save its life, it had to find a host quickly, so it was very likely that it could only choose a host as a second choice."

Yan Huan understood what Miao Jiang meant and said,
“That is to say, the editor is most likely to only consider one of the above factors when selecting a host.

"And if we analyze it rationally, if it has intelligence and is still feeling scared after being abandoned, it will most likely give priority to the second option."

That host must be the one who finds it most difficult to give up the existence of this modifier!
"Click~"

Just as Yan Huan was thinking this, the toilet door next to her suddenly opened, startling both Yan Huan and Miao Jiang.

Yan Huan turned around and saw Tong Yingying walking in with her eyes closed and in a daze.

这 是
Are you sleepwalking or haven’t woken up yet?

Yan Huan and Miao Jiang looked at each other, then looked at Tong Yingying, only to find that she didn't notice Yan Huan at all, and just walked towards the toilet in a daze.

".Tong. Hey, hey, hey, Sister Tong, don't take it off!! I'm still here!!"

Tong Yingying, who had her eyes closed, immediately woke up when she heard the panicked voice.

She drank some wine before going to bed last night, and she lost control of herself. When she woke up, the warm Yan Huan was not around, and she accidentally forgot that Yan Huan had stayed overnight here.

At this moment, her eyes were wide open, her hands still tightly grasping the waistband of her pajamas and underwear, which had slipped off a little and were still tightly attached to her thighs.

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She looked towards the door with trembling eyes, and just happened to see Yan Huanjiang's back as he turned away.

I'm afraid he saw something? "Yan Huan."

Behind him, Tong Yingying's voice sounded eerie, frightening Yan Huan greatly.

"It's not my fault, Sister Tong, I didn't see anything either!"

He quickly ran out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

Tong Yingying blinked, looked at the tightly closed bathroom door, and the question that was about to come out of her mouth stopped.

But to be honest, this couldn't be blamed on Yan Huan, as he didn't have enough time to dodge.

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Holding his cheek, he looked at the shadow of Yan Huan, who was wearing a coat and running away, on the frosted glass of the bathroom.

"Sister Tong, I'm going home to pack my school stuff. I'll come over to bring you breakfast later. I'm leaving now!"

".Puff!"

Tong Yingying was immediately amused by him and thought that high school boys are pure and cool.

But as I thought about it, for some reason, my cheeks turned an alluring blush.

Wednesday, Totsuki Academy, noon.

“Are there some words that always make you cry?”

Anle was watching the MV of Bai Yi's new song on his phone. The youthful and beautiful idol girl in the picture made his eyes light up.

I wish I could be as beautiful and talented as her.

Anle never feels jealous when she sees powerful people. On the contrary, she only feels envious.

Just like when she saw Sakuramiya Hitomi and Yan Huan standing together before, they were a perfect match. Although she felt uncomfortable, she would not slander Sakuramiya Hitomi.

In the picture, the boy in the white shirt is given an unrealistic sense of illusion by the filter, just like an angel, pulling Bai Yi through the song.

The young man did not show his face, but Anle recognized him as Yan Huan at a glance.

"Haha, your Xiao Huan is amazing. She is the student council president and the MV star, she is so dazzling."

On the shoulder, the little finger spit out tongue and said sarcastically.

Hearing this, Anle lowered his head in a somewhat inferior manner.

She took out her makeup mirror, looked at herself, then looked at Bai Yi's appearance in the MV, and sighed in shame.

"Xiao Huan has always been very good. Not only did he get to film a music video with Bai Yi, but I heard he also invited her to participate in the opening ceremony of the club battle this Friday."

The little finger spit out the tongue, and the evil plan came from the heart again.
"So, let's continue to give him the drug and use the superconductor mode."

"So, I still have to work harder and become more dazzling."

As it was talking, Anle next to it spoke at the same time as it.

As the man and the snake were talking, they were stunned and looked at each other.

The next second, Little Finger cursed as if he had broken through his defense.

"Why are you so useless? You still want to work hard, so what's the point of me giving you superpowers?!"

"But, like now, I can chat with you every day, Little Thumb, and I think it's good. I don't have to use that superpower, I always feel... not so good."

After a series of setbacks in the past and almost harming his only two good friends, Anle learned his lesson and successfully turned over a new leaf.

These words almost made Little Finger faint from anger.

At this moment, Spencer, who was standing next to him, came over angrily, holding a list.

"Anle!! Damn it! Come over here and see this!!"

"Ah, what's wrong, Spencer?"

Last week, Anle accidentally gave Spencer drugs, but this week Spencer kept treating her to delicious food.

This made Anle feel more guilty, and every time Spencer appeared in front of her, she felt guilty.

But this time, Spencer didn't come to treat her to food.

"Snapped!"

Spencer slapped a piece of paper in front of Anle, and Anle lowered his head to read.

After reading two or three lines, she pursed her lips nervously and murmured,
"Why did the club war put us in this position?"

"Really?! They put us in such a small place! They simply look down on our book club! And they even said that there is no room for the newly formed club, ugh!"

Spencer looked at the arrangement on paper from the Student Affairs Office, which actually arranged their club to be located in the equipment room on the road connecting the track and field stadium to the teaching building as the base camp for the preliminary round of the club war.

This made Spencer very angry!

But Anle realized that Spencer's focus was completely different from hers, so she quickly waved her hand and explained,

"No, no, Spencer. This place is not a small problem. This place is the center of the entire club war!"

"Central?"

"Ok!"

Anle nervously took out his cell phone, opened the official website of Totsuki Academy, and took out a map to show Spencer.

Apart from a few office buildings for faculty and staff, this place happens to be right in the center of Totsuki Academy.

On one side is the athletic field and forest park, and on the other side are several teaching buildings, club buildings and the Totsuki bell tower.

Then, Anle's face turned pale, and he showed Spencer the distribution of clubs in the club war on the official website.

However, in the two areas on both sides, the distribution of communities is basically even.

The distribution of cultural and sports clubs is very even, except for the area where their club is located, which is the "boundary between Chu and Han".

"Besides, this place is very close to the track and field stadium, where many competitions will be held. Think about it, Spencer. They can even compete nearby when they come to challenge the stadium. Isn't that very convenient?"

Spencer looked at Anle who was nervous, touched the back of his head, and asked,
"Why?"

"Really, Spencer-san!"

Anle's face turned red, she clenched her fists and said loudly,

"So, our club will be targeted by all the clubs! Competitions will come one after another!! We don't have enough people to begin with, which means that members will have to participate in the competitions over and over again."

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"Unless, Spencer, you are strong enough to defeat all the clubs that challenge you one after another."

As he spoke, Anle looked at Spencer with hope in his eyes.

Because she knew that Spencer was strong in sports.

But this time, Spencer rarely avoided Anle's gaze and made a "tsk" sound.

He actually flinched a little, which surprised Anle.

"Let me tell you the truth, Anle. Everything else is easy, but I have a weakness in terms of physical strength."

Spencer folded his hands and said this to Anle.

After possessing that magical power, her attributes of strength and explosiveness were greatly enhanced, even to the point where she didn't seem like a human.

But in return, her appetite and metabolic rate also increased.

She used to eat three meals a day, but now she still feels hungry after eating six meals a day and has to have snacks frequently.

Even so, after a series of exercises, she would still feel tired quickly.

Spencer is not blindly confident. On the contrary, she has an instinctive keenness in sports.

Without thinking, her instinct told her:
If she continued to compete without rest, she wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

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Hearing this, Anle's face turned even paler.

She quickly put down her phone, looked at the arrangement sent by the Student Affairs Office, wiped her sweat and said,
"In the past, this place never arranged clubs. Even if there were extra clubs, there would be vacancies on the side. How... why would they arrange us to be here?"

Spencer frowned, picked up the paper, and looked down to the bottom.

It says:

"Document submitted by: Vice President of the Student Union, Sakuramiya Hitomi."

"Approved by the Student Affairs Office!"

Anle also came over to look at the document and muttered,

"Vice President Sakura, why would she arrange this?"

But Spencer frowned, looking grim, obviously having guessed the answer.

"tsk"

Anle looked at her carefully and said,

"Mr. Spencer, how about I go find Xiao Huan and ask her what's going on? Or, if your family has a solution, Mr. Spencer."

But the next second, Spencer stood up fiercely and said,

"no need."

"Huh? Hey, Spencer, where are you going?"

Spencer, without even turning his head, waved at Anle while holding the piece of paper, and ran all the way towards the teaching building.

"I'm going to settle accounts with that damn Sakuramiya Hitomi!!"

"Hey?"

(End of this chapter)