Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 731 Night Tour of Xixi Keke
Lin Yilin picked up her phone and glanced at the electronic resume: "The resume still only shows Lu Chongming, but you said you saw the same hand as me and Sister Ye using property-related illusions."

One more would be one thing, but why did they secretly pull out two this time, and both of them are not on the official resume?

"What about the hidden first page?" Zheng Fan thought to himself.

“Assuming this was all orchestrated by my parallel universe self, then this hidden first page would unsurprisingly be that self. But even so, the other Sister Ye is still not recorded,” Lin Yilin said.

"It's not surprising that the red-haired madwoman would be an exception," Zheng Fan muttered.

"A resume is ultimately something provided to us by the other party, and we cannot regard it as the only thing that matters."

Zheng Fan said, "The problem now is, if the resume and other things were arranged by another version of you, what is her purpose? 'Pi' sounds really powerful; it's something I can't defeat without turning into a tree..."

Given the nature of the spokesperson for the underworld, it's unlikely that this was unfounded. Moreover, this wasn't without warning; after all, the other party immediately prohibited Zheng Fan from directly accessing the hidden information in his electronic resume, which is enough to show that the mastermind behind the scenes has already interfered with Zheng Fan in at least some ways.

The problem is that if Zheng Fan can't win, then another Lin Yilin could just come over and wipe out Dadu.

Lin Yilin thought for a moment: "It is obvious that even if the other me has obtained extremely powerful strength through some method, even if it is no less than Mr. Illusion, it is not by much. Since that is the case, there are still many points to consider. Although Mr. Illusion did not use it much before, everyone is on Mr. Illusion's side. It is not difficult for everyone to fill this gap for Mr. Illusion with their abilities... not to mention there is Sister Ye."

“That’s why we need to plan this out carefully.” Shang Xia nodded, finding this very reasonable.

Lin Yilin said, "I have already informed Teacher Niu to help us pinpoint the location of the parallel world as much as possible. Defending all the time is not a solution; we need to try a counterattack."

After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent for a moment.

Then Zheng Fan suddenly said, "Little Binary Sister, did you not have dinner?"

Lin Yilin was taken aback: "Eh, it seems so."

When she gets busy, Lin Yilin tends to forget to eat. She usually prepares her own dinner at home, and the fact that she's still at the firm suggests she probably hasn't eaten yet.

"Let's go out for a late-night snack," Zheng Fan suggested.

"I didn't eat either!" Shang Xia raised her little hand.

"Together."

"Awoo!" Toast ran out with Lulu Shoes and the Blanket Spirit.

Because of the unexpected events in the parallel world today, the picnic we had planned to take the three little ones out was canceled. The three little ones don't usually make a fuss about these things, but they always cherish the opportunity to go out and play with their leader.

They absolutely have to go for late-night snacks now!
Zheng Fan squatted down and touched the three objects equally, and then they all went out the door together.

Strolling along, they arrived at the still bustling closed community. They heard that after several recent expansions, the closed community was planning to change its name, and the Xixi Keke Subdistrict Office was currently brainstorming ideas.

The name "Closed Community" seems to have originated from the fact that the area was originally used as a prison. The name itself carries a slightly morbid connotation, highlighting the low social standing of Xixi Keke Street at its inception.

The prison is long gone now, and there aren't even any remnants left. Most people wouldn't cherish such things.

The three people and their three belongings walked along the bustling street, not knowing what to eat, so they ate a little here and a little there at the roadside food stalls.

Shangxia is addicted to these snacks.

She had absolutely no concept of food in the past. Although she had a sense of taste, she had no need to eat, and no one took her to eat delicious food. Or rather, given the obvious gap between her and a mysterious being who seemed relatively mature and of extraordinary origin, how could someone so oblivious possibly take her out to eat and drink?

During their time at Zero One Agency, Zheng Fan and Lin Yilin discovered just how low Shang Xia's common sense and social awareness were; he was practically a fake.

"Can I eat this?" Shang Xia asked, pointing to the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) next to her. "If you can eat it, of course you can," Lin Yilin said. "I'll pay you for your internship, and you did a great job on today's project. It'll be a substantial bonus."

Directly destroying a cult stronghold and indirectly killing the cult's last representative, the Descendant, may seem insignificant in the face of the current crisis, but it is still a major achievement on a large scale.

"Great!"

Shang Xia received a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) and was about to share it with Lin Yilin and Zheng Fan when he heard a "whoosh" and Toast snatched the portion that was originally meant for Lin Yilin.

After a while of eating, the toast raised its non-existent face with satisfaction, as if in a taunting act of revenge.

"Boss lady, could I borrow your frying pan and the cost of the ingredients?" Lin Yilin took out some money and slapped it on the jianbing stall. After receiving permission, she picked up a piece of toast and placed it on the pan.

After a series of howls, the "Fried Toast Fruit" appeared, loaded with toppings, looking quite substantial and tempting.

Lin Yilin was indeed hungry. Shang Xia was initially a little worried, but after seeing the toast flattened into a large piece and stuffed with various ingredients, she couldn't resist anymore.

Break off a piece and try it.

"Not bad." Zheng Fan naturally wouldn't miss it, raising an eyebrow and giving it high praise.

"The toast is delicious." Shang Xia praised, patting the toast whose fate was now unknown.

It wasn't until Lin Yilin opened her mouth and took a big, vengeful bite that the fried toast fruit let out a muffled cry, then twitched and lay motionless, half-dead.

There are also some mini-games here, such as shooting targets to win prizes and trapping geese.

Although it has the same name, compared to the simple games Zheng Fan remembered, the street games here don't seem very street-style anymore.

The venue was significantly larger, and the equipment didn't look as simple as it seemed. There were also some testing instruments installed to prevent people from overdoing it and resorting to superpowers. After all, there are too many superhumans in the area, and they might get poached if they didn't demonstrate some level of skill.

The participation fee is correspondingly high, but the prizes look impressive, including fantasy items with official certification that can be legally held and traded. Of course, they're not anything very strong or dangerous, but they're still tempting enough to offer.

"I want to play this." As expected, Shang Xia was eager to try it and pointed to the area with the goose trap.

In a large, three-dimensional space, many geese are wandering around.

A man was trying to snare a goose, but as soon as he threw the ring, the goose that was being targeted nimbly twisted its neck and dodged it.

These geese were no ordinary creatures either; they moved up and down nimbly and freely on several suspended platforms.

They dodged several rings in a row with remarkable agility, and could even juggle the rings.

The difficulty level is evident, but many passersby still come to play and treat it as a performance.

If you successfully snag a goose, you can either take it with you or exchange it for cash with the shop owner.

"These geese have all been affected by some kind of force. The boss is having an illusion, but they seem to get along well with him. They're not particularly strong; they just help the boss tame animals," Zheng Fan said after glancing at them.

"Does setting up a stall here have to be this difficult?" Shang Xia's expression turned complicated.

"This is Xixi Keke. Bosses have to beware of Superman coming to buy goods, and tourists have to beware of Superman ripping them off."

(End of this chapter)