After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Zhuque/Zhou Yan: "(O_O)?"

Zhang Ye's voice came through a series of sounds: first, a knock on the door, then a forced, rough tone.

"Is anyone home? I'm here to fix a water pipe."

Zhou Yan/Zhu Que: “(°Д°)”

Are you putting on an act here by yourself?

Zhuque spoke softly, using a masculine tone as the main melody and an extremely soft secondary tone, like the voice of a delicate young girl.

"They're here, they're here."

Zhuque walked to Zhou Yan's room, opened the door, and then spoke.

"You must be Mr. Wang, right? My water pipe is broken, can you come and fix it?"

Zhang Ye followed up by speaking in a low, muttered voice that everyone could hear.

"This woman is so beautiful, and she's dressed so casually. Why would she dress like this to see me? Could it be that she's interested in me?"

Zhou Yan/Zhu Que: “∑(O_O；)”.

Girl, please stop overacting.

Zhou Yan pointed to the distance, indicating whether he should move away.

Zhuque nodded without saying a word.

Without saying a word, Zhou Yan ran to the bottom of the stairs on the next floor and sat down. While sitting, Zhou Yan gave himself a "hearing impairment" buff, fearing that he might hear something he shouldn't and be killed by Zhuque to silence him.

Twenty minutes later, footsteps came from behind Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan, who hadn't heard anything for the first twenty minutes, turned around and saw Zhu Que walking down with a smile on her face. Zhu Que was holding Zhou Yan's phone, which was still buzzing.

"You, you're amazing! My legs are cramping..."

Zhou Yan: "∑(?△｀)?!"

Zhuque asked in Zhou Yan's voice.

"Alright, I've finished acting out the skit with you. Now it's your turn."

Zhang Ye chuckled somewhat sheepishly.

"Alright, alright, since my good wife has made me happy, I can't go back on my word. I'll reward you."

"These three, Master Wusheng and his disciples, seem to have built a grand dream, saying they want to pull everyone in the world into it."

"and then?"

Zhuque hurriedly asked (Zhou Yansheng).

"Then……"

Zhang Ye's voice was cheerful.

"Honey, how about we play another skit? After we finish this one, I'll tell you everything."

Zhuque's eyebrows danced with vibrant color.

What do you want to play this time?

"Well, this time I am a 30-year-old fat otaku. Just after turning 30, I became a glorious magician who can use magic."

Zhuque went upstairs.

"I know, am I the school beauty from the school near you, or a popular idol, or a member of a delinquent girl group that bullied you, or your strong and beautiful boss?"

"Yeah, I'll have my landlord. I need someone with long hair who's a social elite, looks down on someone like me who's a loser in life, and is incredibly disdainful when he talks to me. Besides, I can't afford the rent lately, so you're here to collect it."

"Okay, I understand. Let me get myself together."

Zhou Yan: "(?Д?;)."

Chapter Twenty-Six: Dream

Ten minutes later, Zhuque came down the stairs with a smile. Zhou Yan watched with a stiff face as the goddess walked behind him. Through Zhou Yan's phone speaker, Zhang Ye mumbled weakly.

"Wife, I, I..."

Zhang Ye was panting.

"You really know what temptation is, I'm determined to marry you."

Zhou Yan: “!!!∑(?Д?)”Seven

For the first time, Zhou Yan realized that the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird's over a hundred years of experience were truly not for nothing; they could manipulate young people as if it were child's play.

Zhuque said smugly. Six

"That's for later. Now, just say everything you need to say."

Zhang Ye took a few breaths before speaking.

"I'm not entirely sure about the specifics. Honey, go to sleep and see what happens in your dreams. Those old monks seem to want to get you involved in starting a business. Once you fall asleep, they'll come looking for you, but they'll only come when you're asleep. They'll let anyone else in, and then they'll be gone."

"Understand? Don't let those Suzaku guys protect you in your dreams."

Suzaku responded.

"understood."

"Okay, mua, my darling wife, your husband's off."

Although Zhang Ye referred to himself as her husband, the tone of his voice was exactly like that of an adorable girl when she was being coquettish.

Zhou Yan shook his head vigorously upon hearing this.

The phone hangs up.

Zhuque looked at Zhou Yan and said.

"We've found the location where Zhang Ye made the call. It's in a deep forest abroad, but there's only a cell phone in that forest, not Zhang Ye."

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Of course."

Zhang Ye wouldn't have called us without some preparation; Zhou Yan and Zhu Que were both prepared for the possibility that they wouldn't be able to catch Zhang Ye this time.

Of course, being well-prepared is one thing, but whether or not one actually makes a move is another.

"Then?"

Zhuque handed the phone to Zhou Yan, who took it and sighed.

"After that, of course I'll go to sleep and see. Lord Suzaku, please don't protect me in your dreams."

"Zhuque asked curiously."

"Aren't you afraid that entering the dream is a trap?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"I have no other choice now. Even if it's a trap, I'll walk into it."

Zhuque nodded.

"He does possess great perseverance and courage."

Zhou Yan changed his tone.

"However, please prepare a few magical treasures for me to take my place if they break. If they do, please pull me out of this dream."

Zhuque chuckled.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go find you some magic treasures."

After half an hour.

Zhou Yan lay on the bed, calling out a dragon-shaped jade pendant and holding a longevity lock in his arms. Both of these were spiritual treasures that had developed self-awareness and whose ability to take someone's place had reached a level close to that of a god. They were precious treasures that the Vermilion Bird had found in His treasury.

Zhou Yan turned his head to look at Zhu Que, who was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at him. Zhu Que comforted him.

"Sleep well, I'll pull you out if anything happens."

Zhou Yan closed his eyes.

Darkness descended as Zhou Yan had predicted, but soon, light appeared.

A light appeared before Zhou Yan's eyes again. The light was initially blurry and small, but it quickly spread and illuminated the surrounding area.

Zhou Yan found himself in a cave, with Asuna and Sinon standing beside him.

That's right, it's Asuna, the workaholic of the industry, standing next to Zhou Yan, along with Sinon, who's a bit less of a workaholic.

Asuna stared at Zhou Yan and said.

"Kirito-kun, we're going to be fighting a boss later, so be serious."

Zhou Yan: “(°Д°)”

Shi then stopped moving and said solemnly.

"In short, I will definitely not make any mistakes, Kirito-kun. The rest is up to you."

Zhou Yan: “(°Д°)”

The screen then paused.

Then the scene shifts, and the scenery around Zhou Yan changes abruptly.

Zhou Yan arrived at a street, where snowflakes fell in a flurry, hitting Zhou Yan, who was wearing a cotton coat and scarf.

To Zhou Yan's left was Yukino Yukinoshita, who was breathing out white steam. Zhou Yan looked at Yukino, and a look of confusion appeared on her delicate face.

"Is there something on my face, Hachiman-kun?"

Zhou Yan: ...

Yui Yuigahama, standing to the right (position 7), leaned closer, and Lu chuckled as he spoke. %⊥． Eight〖々0

"It's probably because there's snow in your hair, Yukino."

Yui Yuigahama looked at Zhou Yan with a gentle expression that had the cuteness of a small animal.

"Am I right, Little Enterprise?"

Yukino, standing to one side, touched her hair. Her cool and aloof face, reflected in the winter snow, possessed an indescribable beauty that even Zhou Yan found captivating.

However, Zhou Yan only glanced at Yukino Yukinoshita, who was like a dream, before turning his gaze to a young man sitting at an outdoor cafe on the snowy street.

The young man clearly had the face of a detached monk and an absolutely stunning beauty.

When the young man saw Zhou Yan turn his gaze towards him, he raised the coffee in his hand as if to greet Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan walked past Yukinoshita and Yui Yuigahama, who were looking at him with puzzled expressions, and stood in front of Wuyu.

Wu Yu looked at Zhou Yan with a smile and asked.

Do you like it?

Zhou Yan understood somewhat.

"Is this what you call solving the suffering of the whole world?"

Wuyu got up from the coffee stall.

“Benefactor Zhou, please follow me.”

Wuyu walked out of the street where the snow fell and the dumplings were.

The streets beneath the snow are all in Japanese script, from signs to songs, but once you leave this street, the streets outside are all in Dongxia script, and the cars are all made in Dongxia.

Wuyu walked to the front of the Jiu Yijia Daxing Hotel. After waiting for a few seconds, several black luxury cars drove up. Five hotel staff members came out and opened the door for the car in front. A young man in a black suit walked out.

The men in black in the other cars also got out one after another.

The waiter greeted the person who came down from the door that he had personally opened.

"Young Master Fang, we have prepared a banquet."

The young man nodded in satisfaction and entered the Daxing Hotel, surrounded by his subordinates and waiters.

Wu Yu said.

"This guy's name is Fang Jie. He started delivering food after graduating from high school. He got sick and had to mortgage all his properties to the bank to afford treatment. After that, he had no house and no money, so he could only live as a homeless person on the streets."

Many welfare departments in the Eastern United States have been privatized for a long time. As a result of this long period of time, many citizens have been burdened with decades of debt for education or medical treatment, or have no place to live.