A Manual for Surviving a Weird World

Chapter 402 Kyushu Weightlifting Champion
“In our society, there exists something called a ‘ghost fetus’.”

Ning Zhe took a silk handkerchief from his breast pocket and handed it to the aunt so she could wipe her tears, then slowly said:

"The bizarre collapse state can randomly reside in a person's body, descending into this world in the form of an infant. The girl I brought out from the Yanglao Village quarantine zone was a ghost fetus that was once born into the Yin family, a vengeful ghost wearing human skin..."

Ning Zhe succinctly summarized all the information about the 'ghost fetus' to Feng Yushu.

Combining her recently recovered memories with the various strange phenomena that had occurred to Bai Zhi over the years, and Fen Wu's ability to modify memories... Feng Yushu quickly understood Ning Zhe's meaning by comparing them one by one.

"Ah Zhi, is she also... a ghost child?" Feng Yushu clutched her soaked silk handkerchief tightly, her eyes red from crying, staring at Ning Zhe with pleading eyes, like a drowning person looking at their only lifeline.

Even though the truth is already quite clear, Feng Yushu will definitely believe it as long as Ning Zhe is willing to speak up and tell her that Bai Zhi is not a ghost child.

He said she believed it, even if it was false.

Ning Zhe sighed: "I really want to tell you that's not true, but unfortunately, the facts are right here. Bai Zhi is a ghost, a ghost in human skin."

Lying on the bed in the room downstairs, being cared for by a special person, Yin Lishang was nothing more than a 'human skin' that had been shed by the [Plague God].

Feng Yushu lowered her head, covering her face with her hands: "How could this happen..."

Perhaps because she had cried all her tears, Feng Yushu quickly recovered from her emotional breakdown and looked up at Ning Zhe.

"...So, back then, Fenwu had his eye on the evil fetus in my womb, which is why he altered my memories and brainwashed Bai Fugui into starting a family with me?" Feng Yushu asked through gritted teeth.

“That’s roughly right.” Ning Zhe nodded. “It turns out he had a good eye. Bai Zhi’s abilities have extremely high strategic value in exploring the supernatural. In order to control this rare ghost fetus, Fen Wu made significant alterations to the memories of you and your mother.”

The reason I deliberately distanced myself from you and Baizhi before was for this reason—I couldn't guarantee that you wouldn't suddenly stab me in the back under the influence of resentment.

"No, no way!" Feng Yushu hurriedly said, "I would never do such a thing, I..."

“You might not be able to, but if you weren’t you, and were instead Fenwu, then it’s not certain.”

Ning Zhe spread his hands and said, "To erase a person's entire memory, turn him into an idiot without self-awareness, and then copy and paste your own memories into him to create a puppet that thinks it is Fenwu—Fenwu can do such a thing."

"Ah, this." Feng Yushu's confidence immediately waned, and she asked with some lingering fear, "Then why are you willing to see us now? And why can you help me restore those altered memories? Have you found a way to deal with Fenwu?"

“Of course.” Ning Zhe smiled. “In fact, I have already cracked his core rules. The current chaos of a hundred ghosts roaming the outside world is his last counterattack before his death.”

“Ning Zhe…” Feng Yushu stared blankly at the young man in front of her, momentarily dazed.

Since encountering the bizarre world, her life has undergone a series of earth-shattering changes. Suddenly, the whole world became so unfamiliar, as if nothing could be trusted anymore. Her husband was no longer her husband, her daughter was no longer her daughter, and even she herself was no longer herself... But he was still himself.

Time flew by like an arrow, and Ning Zhe remained as calm and rational as he had been in Hejia Village. His domineering presence was reassuring, as if there was nothing he couldn't do, and no one could render him helpless. But Feng Yushu knew this wasn't true. Ning Zhe wasn't a god; he was human, capable of sadness, joy, grief, and sorrow. However, he always hid these emotions well, using a cold, expressionless face and a forced gentle smile to disguise himself as calm and collected.

What kind of person is he? Feng Yushu stared blankly at Ning Zhe's face, her mind filled with thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yushu suddenly woke up and realized her lapse in composure. She quickly straightened her posture and used a silk handkerchief to wipe away the dried tear stains from the corners of her eyes.

However, Ning Zhe, who was sitting across from her at the coffee table, didn't seem to be looking at her. He was holding a water glass in one hand and his phone to his ear with the other, as if he was making a call.

The call ended quickly. Ning Zhe put down his phone, took a sip of water, and looked thoughtful.

"...Are you looking for someone to investigate Fenwu's whereabouts?" Feng Yushu asked softly. "You can let someone else do this. There's no need to take the risk yourself."

After all, he was a dying man, so it was not surprising that he would do something crazy; this is what is meant by a cornered beast fighting.

Even though Ning Zhe claimed that he had cracked Fenwu's core rules, Feng Yushu was still somewhat uneasy, fearing that Fenwu's final, desperate counterattack might cause Ning Zhe some kind of accident.

Ning Zhe shook his head and said, "There's no need for that. No one in this world has the ability to track Fenwu's movements, and there's no need to track him."

"Huh?" A question mark slowly appeared above Feng Yushu's head: "No, you don't need it?"

“No need,” Ning Zhe said calmly. “There is a consensus in the Ascended Ones community: the moment an Ascended One’s core rules are exposed, he is already dead.”

"Similarly, the moment I cracked Fenwu's core rules, he had already lost."

Ning Zhe didn't say the second half of his sentence—the moment he stole Fenwu's identity in front of the Four-Faced Buddha, he had already lost.

"The news that Fenwu is spreading now is causing chaos... Everything he is doing is to confuse the public. As a loser who has already lost, he only has one chance to turn things around."

"That's Lan Shiwen."

Ning Zhe put down his water glass, looked at the grayed-out call screen on his phone, and understood immediately:
Now that the overall situation is settled, all that is needed is to ensure Lan Shiwen's safety and prevent the timeline from being restarted. Fenwu's defeat is only a matter of time.

The future of hundreds of millions of people across the land rests on Lan Shiwen's shoulders, but the problem is that Ning Zhe himself can't find Lan Shiwen anywhere.

"As long as I kill Lan Shiwen, everything can be restarted, and all my efforts will be in vain."

"With the power of Tai Sui, I have every reason to believe that Fen Wu can use Lan Shiwen, this unique and special ghost, as a medium to transmit his memories to his previous self in some way."

"At that time, I, who know nothing about all of this, will witness a disgraced ghost crawling back from the future to the past to claim my life."

(End of this chapter)