Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 2

The contents stored on the Sima family’s server are probably only known to the Emperors who have accessed it over the generations.

In fact, when the northern Central Plains were collapsing, Emperor Sima Jingwen, under the protection of Wang Maohong and Wang Chuzhong, fled south in a hurry, with no time to bring the server from the divine capital, Luoyang.

As for the server the Emperor is currently using in the south, it is actually a disaster recovery backup set up by Sima Zhongda in Jiankang City. So, if we are being precise, the imperial knowledge repository is not entirely lost, because the original server is still hidden somewhere in the divine capital, Luoyang.

Of course, this does not prevent the Sima family’s clansmen from blaming the destruction of the server on the new ruler, Yu Yuangui. Yu Yuangui, grateful for the former Emperor’s kindness, naturally wouldn’t explain to the clansmen, “It was the former Emperor’s doing.”

Therefore, after reaching a tacit agreement with Prime Minister Wang Maohong, Yu Yuangui immediately took action against the clansmen.

The city was thoroughly searched, and many were imprisoned.

Apart from ambitious figures like Sima Yanzuo, some clansmen who had not taken any real action but often made critical remarks were also dragged out of research institutes, causing widespread fear among the Sima clan, unsure who could continue to lead the family out of their predicament after the former Emperor.

Most members of the Sima family are researchers in the Imperial Research Institute, largely disconnected from the outside world. A few are involved in the support for industry-academia-research integration, such as engineers, channel businesspeople, or sales personnel. There are no politicians among them.

In other words, aside from the direct line of the former Emperor, the other branches of the Sima family are mostly within imperial enterprises, lacking power and experience in politics, and thus unable to contend with Yu Yuangui.

As for the direct line, the former Emperor’s three daughters and two sons, the eldest son, Sima Shigen, is only six years old and still follows his mother and uncle in everything. Therefore, it seemed only the Princess Nankang could undertake this heavy responsibility.

So, they approached the Princess Nankang, explaining the dangers and outlining the stakes.

With the defeat of Wang Chuzhong, the previously fallen Pukou District had also returned to order. The Princess Nankang was currently at the High Energy Physics Research Institute at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, busy with reverse engineering the “Three-legged Crow” main cannon from the wreckage of the Jingwei warship, with no time for other matters.

Thus, although she greeted her visitors with a smile and proper etiquette, she spoke with caution, giving no clear answers. The clansmen sensed her polite yet cold demeanor, and could only take turns to persistently try to persuade her to change her mind.

After a long period of effort, everyone was desperate and sent their women to continue persuading the princess, talking about various topics, implying they wouldn’t leave without a response, leaving the Princess Nankang at a loss.

It wasn’t until a certain lady mentioned that Sima Yanzuo had been arrested at the Graviton Research Institute that the princess suddenly realized something was wrong. The Graviton Research Institute was a joint research project between the Shendu Cheng clan and the Sima family during the time of Cheng Benhe, the previous Cheng family head, wasn’t it?

Could her uncle be having thoughts about the Shendu Cheng clan because of this?

…………

With the Princess Nankang finally persuaded, the imperial clan was overjoyed and morale soared.

Meanwhile, Cheng Jinyang received an invitation from the Qinghe Cui clan, supposedly to “enjoy the snow.”

Enjoy the snow, seriously!

In the freezing weather of several degrees below zero, gathering a bunch of people at your clan’s residence to enjoy the snow!

Upon further inquiry, Cheng Jinyang understood the real reason. The Qinghe Cui clan had invited too many families this time, about twenty or so families of fourth and fifth grades, with hundreds of people. Without a harmless activity as a cover, the Jinyiwei might think they were plotting a rebellion! And the current Zhongshu Yu was not someone easy to talk to.

“So, you must come this time,” said Cui Jinqi seriously.

“What if he doesn’t go?” interjected Xing Yuanzhi from the side.

Not going was obviously not an option. Ah Zhi’s question was clearly meant to provoke Cui Xiaoniang.

“If the Shendu Cheng clan doesn’t attend, the Hejian Xing clan has no reason to come either,” Cui Jinqi replied with a smile.

“You say we can’t come if you don’t want us to?” Xing Yuanzhi mocked, “Are you now the head of the Qinghe Cui clan, or the only third-grade supernatural of the Cui family?”

“Feel free to try,” Cui Jinqi responded confidently.

“Alright, alright, stop arguing,” Cheng Jinyang said as he stepped in to embrace both women, affectionately holding Cui Jinqi’s waist with his left hand and gently wrapping his right arm around Xing Yuanzhi’s shoulder, smiling to mediate. “We’ve all built this friendship in a shared dream, why let minor disagreements in life ruin our bond? It would be such a waste of years of camaraderie from the battlefield!”

Chu Qingqing, who was talking with Yang Wangshu, passed by in the outer corridor.

“Honestly, I really don’t think there’s anything fun about games. Even if you become the top player on the server, decked out in the best gear, invincible against any opponent, does it improve your real-life situation in the slightest? At least exercising outside is beneficial for your health!”

“You normie, stop spreading your rotten ideas.” Xiao Wangshu typed in response, “Games definitely have their benefits, you’re just blinded by your normie mindset.”

“Oh, really? Do tell, what are the benefits of gaming?” Chu Qingqing asked with a chuckle.

“Games can bring happiness,” Yang Wangshu replied seriously.

“Defeating pre-programmed monsters in a pre-programmed way brings you joy?” Chu Qingqing laughed. “Your happiness really is cheap…”

“And isn’t your life arranged by your family?” Yang Wangshu retorted disdainfully. “You don’t play games, yet you live a life arranged by your family. Does that make you nobler or more meaningful than me? Impressive, impressive.”

Chu Qingqing was momentarily speechless, staring blankly for a while before saying:

“Who… who says my life is arranged by my family?”

“Lately, I’ve been playing ‘Four Generations Under One Roof,’ and all the characters are under my control. I can make anyone be with anyone,” Yang Wangshu typed. “I control their lives in the game, while your life is controlled by adults. I really don’t think you’re happier than me, Sister Qingqing. Unless one day you make it big and become the clan leader like that big pig, without needing to look at anyone’s face…”

The two of them bickered all the way to the clan leader’s office, where they saw Cheng Jinyang lying on the sofa, groaning.

Xing Yuanzhi was pressing a cushion against his back to keep him down, while Cui Jinqi was holding his legs, huffing and puffing as she pushed upward.

Stretching his muscles and bones (more like torture).

Seeing Miss Qingqing and Xiao Wangshu approaching, Cui Jinqi finally let go of his legs and started stretching her sore arm muscles.

Cheng Jinyang, still lying on the sofa, looked like he was falling apart, his tongue almost hanging out.

“Ahem!” Miss Qingqing waved her hand in front of his face. “Still alive? Maybe we should bury you before your clan finds out.”

“Stop it.” Cheng Jinyang had no choice but to rise like a zombie, swatting away her hand and slowly getting up.

Hey, now that I’m up, why does my lower back not only not hurt but actually feel quite refreshed? Were they giving me a massage just now?