Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 35

Jiangning District of Jiankang City, Tongjing Town in the Southern Theater, Unmanned Zone.

This place used to be a clothing factory before the war, but now it is tightly controlled by the Liyang Army.

No one is allowed to go outside into the open environment, and only a few drones are permitted to enter and exit to avoid exposure to aerial reconnaissance.

The warehouse below the factory has been transformed into a preliminary tactical command center to manage frontline operations.

The entire command center is physically isolated from external networks, and all data packets are carried out by drones to prevent being tracked through domain names, which could result in a few missiles wiping out the commanders.

Even with such protection in place, leaders like Su Zigao and Zu Shishao do not come to the front lines. The technological era brought by Sima Yi has permanently changed the nature of warfare, making it so that only low-ranking officers need to command on the front lines.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Zu Shishao looked nervous, accompanying a stranger in the command room and speaking cautiously.

“You don’t have to be so nervous.” Sitting across the table was a middle-aged woman with well-maintained skin and regular, dignified features, looking like a noblewoman from a wealthy family. “I have no other purpose in coming here; I just want to see that person.”

“Who exactly does the esteemed one want to see?” Zu Shishao asked uneasily. “I have no intention of prying into your privacy, but the battlefield is too chaotic. If we can help you in any way…”

“Ah, no need to worry.” The middle-aged noblewoman smiled. “He will come here. I know because…”

She suddenly stood up and looked outside: “He has arrived.”

Cheng Jinyang had already flown to the outskirts of the factory, cautiously entered through a ventilation window from a high point, and saw that besides the stacked cargo boxes below, there was not a single person.

In his psychic vision, all sentient beings were underground. If the Shenwu Army came here and did not search the underground warehouse, they might indeed think this was an abandoned factory.

Landing on the ground, he confirmed through electromagnetic and psychic vision that there was indeed no one on the ground floor. He then began to look for the entrance to the underground, asking in the group, “Where do you think the entrance might be?”

“You need to check the production line,” Xing Yuanzhi suggested. “Especially the garment line. The end of it will be as close to the warehouse as possible, especially if the warehouse is underground.”

“I’ll look around.” Cheng Jinyang began inspecting the production line.

“What are you looking for?” a voice suddenly asked from behind.

In a split second, he cast Gravitational Sinkhole and Mass Effect Quicksand Field behind him without looking back. At the same time, metal quickly surged around him, charged with high voltage to prevent the other person from taking advantage of the moment.

Cheng Jinyang spun around and, without looking at who it was, unleashed a Spiritual Impact Rhino Charge. Only then did he see it was a beautiful middle-aged woman standing three or four steps away, showing no intention of attacking.

The Spiritual Impact abruptly dissipated a few centimeters in front of her. The gravitational pull and mass confinement had no effect on her. She just looked at him quietly, with an expression that was not friendly… It wasn’t the way one looked at a person.

Cheng Jinyang’s gaze fell on her face, and then his mind suddenly went blank as if electrocuted.

You are…

Xie…

Xie Guyan?

“Very strange,” she said. “Your eyes… that’s not how one looks at their mother.”

“My mother is already dead,” Cheng Jinyang said tremulously, frantically calling out to Wang Wanrou for help in his mind.

“You don’t know that demons can be reborn?” She looked surprised. “Don’t try to call out to those consciousnesses. I’ve temporarily cut off the psychic energy flow around you. Your connections to them are now severed.”

Cheng Jinyang: …

Originally, his heart was pounding with panic, almost to the point of bursting. But upon realizing he was on the brink of a desperate situation, he strangely calmed down completely.

“So you’re saying you are my mother?” he began his first probe.

“Xie Guyan was just a part of my past life,” the woman replied indifferently. “She is completely dead, and I resurrected in her remains. My body is new, and my personality formed after the resurrection. So, whether in body or soul, I am not truly Xie Guyan.”

“Of course, before I explained all this, I thought you would see me as your mother at first glance. Surprisingly, you didn’t. Why is that?”

Cheng Jinyang appeared contemplative, his mind racing feverishly: there were two possibilities why she hadn’t killed him yet.

First, she had no intention to harm him, either due to emotional or practical reasons. If so, he was temporarily safe.

Second, she was indifferent towards him, meaning she could kill him or let him live. The reason she hadn’t acted might be because she was in a good mood.

From the conversation, it seemed she had taken some interest in him. Maintaining this curiosity and interest would be key in their conversation.

“I already know what you just said,” Cheng Jinyang carefully chose his words. As for where he learned it? He left that unsaid, giving her an opportunity to question.

“That’s why I wasn’t sure whether I should consider you my mother, since my mother is indeed dead. So, how should I address you?”

Asking for a form of address, attempting to establish a social connection.

“Just call me Xie Guyan,” she replied. “I do like that name. As for whether I am your mother, I’ve already answered that.”

“Understood.” Cheng Jinyang said softly, “Ms. Xie Guyan, I will distinguish between you and my mother, although it is difficult for me.”

A second probe: to confirm if she possesses Xie Guyan’s memories and emotions.

“I understand, it is quite difficult.” Xie Guyan nodded. “But don’t call me Ms. Xie Guyan. In my past life’s memories, you always called me ‘Mom’.”

She paused slightly: “You can continue to call me ‘Mom’, I think it’s nice.”

Cheng Jinyang: ?

His mind, already operating at full capacity, nearly crashed at that statement.

What does this mean? Earlier, she said she wasn’t my mother, now she says I can call her mom?

Wait! I get it.

“Mom” is just a title. Because she has Xie Guyan’s memories, and in those memories, I always called her “Mom”, she wants to follow that and not change the address.

The fact that she still named herself “Xie Guyan” after resurrection clearly shows this line of thinking.

However, she and Xie Guyan are indeed two different personalities, so even if she allows me to call her “Mom”, it doesn’t mean she has any maternal affection for me.

This must be clarified next. Otherwise, one wrong step and I’m dead!

“Okay, Mom.” Cheng Jinyang said softly, showing a slightly sorrowful expression.

His mind continued to run at full speed. He hadn’t been this focused and tense in his thinking since meeting Miss Wang.