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Chapter 51 Second Uncle, I'm very unhappy

"Jiang Yi?"

When Jiang Lifeng saw that familiar yet strangely unfamiliar face, he was clearly taken aback.

Although he had already learned from his son that Jiang Yi was still alive, and had roughly guessed that it was Li Xingzhuo who had saved Jiang Yi—at this point, Jiang Lifeng felt a deep resentment!

He never expected that he had pretended to send Jiang Yi's information to the First Legion, hoping to use the First Legion to prove that Jiang Yi's disappearance had nothing to do with him. But that bastard Li Xingzhuo actually found Jiang Yi!

Why had he never seen Li Xingzhuo so easy to talk to before? Why had he never seen the First Legion so efficient?

But just this once, just this once, his long-planned scheme was completely ruined!

Jiang Lifeng took a deep breath.

He didn't know if Jiang Yi knew about the space pirates, nor did he know how much Li Xingzhuo had told Jiang Yi, but for now, he could only pretend not to know.

Jiang Lifeng forced himself to act like a kind elder and asked, feigning concern, "When did you get back?"

"Why didn't you tell your second uncle you were back?"

As he spoke perfunctorily, his eyes darted around unconsciously, trying to find clues as to how Jiang Yi had entered the old house.

After all, the Jiang family's old house had changed owners once. To celebrate Jiang Lifeng becoming the head of the family and to get rid of the bad luck left by the previous owner, they had replaced everything that could be replaced with new ones.

This also includes the lock on the door.

However, from the beginning until now, Jiang Lifeng has not received any notification of visitors or alarms indicating that someone attempted to unlock the door but failed.

How exactly did Jiang Yi manage to get in so quietly?

Moreover, even if the mansion's security system was broken, what about the servants? Surely none of the servants saw Jiang Yi?

As Jiang Lifeng was thinking this, his eyes were caught off guard when he spotted the servants he was looking for in the shadows of the corner.

They stood neatly lined up against the wall in the shadows where the light didn't reach, like puppets, motionless and blank, not even reacting to the arrival of their master.

At least the people are still here...

Jiang Lifeng breathed a slight sigh of relief. He glanced at his smiling niece on the sofa out of the corner of his eye, then turned to the corner and scolded, "What are you all standing there like idiots for?!"

"Can't you see the guests are here?!"

"Don't you have any sense of propriety? Hurry up and serve the guests some snacks!"

But even after he finished speaking, the servants remained standing motionless in the shadows.

It was as if they hadn't heard Jiang Lifeng's voice at all.

Feeling humiliated in front of Jiang Yi by the family servants, Jiang Lifeng's temper flared instantly: "Are they all deaf?!"

"Second Uncle..."

Having watched the commotion to her heart's content, Jiang Yi slowly spoke up: "Second Uncle, don't be angry."

"Come on..." She pointed to a single sofa on the side, "Second Uncle, please sit down first."

Then, she clapped her hands gently.

With two sharp "snap" sounds, Butler Lin, who had been motionless like a wooden statue, suddenly moved. Under Jiang Lifeng's incredulous gaze, Butler Lin walked stiffly to Jiang Yi's side and respectfully bowed his head.

"Go pour Second Uncle a cup of tea," Jiang Yi casually ordered. "To help Second Uncle cool down."

As soon as she finished speaking, Butler Lin bowed and withdrew. Soon after, he returned with a steaming cup of tea and carefully placed it in front of Jiang Lifeng.

"Please enjoy, guest."

After speaking, Butler Lin prepared to return to his original position. However, he was unable to leave—

A hand grabbed his wrist.

"Lin Er, what's wrong with you?!"

Jiang Lifeng held onto Butler Lin tightly, refusing to let him leave, his gaze sweeping over Butler Lin.

He was quite certain that the person in front of him was the butler who had been by his side for more than ten years and had taken care of his daily life; but now, when Lin Er faced him, it was as if he were seeing a stranger.

They even called him a "guest"?!

What on earth is going on?!

"Guest," Butler Lin raised his eyes, his tone devoid of any emotion, "Please release your grip."

Jiang Lifeng then noticed that Lin Er not only had no expression on his face, but his eyes were also empty and unfocused, as if they had never moved.

Realizing this, Jiang Lifeng's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously did as Lin Er said, releasing his grip on Lin Er's hand.

Butler Lin's face remained expressionless. He simply straightened up, straightened his wrinkled sleeves, and then silently turned and retreated back into the shadows.

He didn't look at Jiang Lifeng even once from beginning to end.

not right...

Something's really wrong...

Jiang Lifeng lowered his head, concealing the expression on his face.

What on earth happened?! If it were any of the other servants in the house who had become like this, Jiang Lifeng wouldn't have reacted so strongly... But Lin Er was someone he had brought with him, an old man who had always been loyal to him, and now he had also become like this. Jiang Lifeng felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart.

And all of this seemed to stem from… Jiang Lifeng secretly glanced at Jiang Yi, who was lazily leaning against the sofa.

It was all because of his niece, who suddenly returned and then suddenly appeared in the house...

Jiang Lifeng had initially planned to try diplomacy first, and if his niece came with ill intentions, he would have the servants restrain her. After all, Jiang Yi was just a little girl, and Jiang Lifeng wasn't worried that she could cause any trouble.

but now……

Unable to see clearly from the crimson-clad figure, Jiang Lifeng put his hands behind his back and quietly began dialing the guard's number.

"beep……"

"beep……"

The call went through.

Jiang Lifeng was overjoyed. He looked up, coughed, and was about to find an excuse to leave when he saw Jiang Yi suddenly take out her own personal terminal.

"beep."

The call Jiang Lifeng made was answered.

"Feed?"

Jiang Lifeng's pupils contracted.

He seemed to hear... Jiang Yi's voice coming from his personal terminal.

Jiang Lifeng no longer cared about Jiang Yi and directly took out the quantum computer from behind his back.

That's right!

He stared wide-eyed at the number displayed on the call screen, his face filled with disbelief.

This is the security office's phone number!

But why did Jiang Yi become the person who answered the phone?!

He looked up, and the person who answered the phone... was smiling at him while saying "hello, hello" into the phone.

It was as if...mocking his powerlessness.

Jiang Lifeng felt a surge of anger. He didn't even have time to think about how Jiang Yi had done it. He quickly hung up the phone and, right in front of Jiang Yi, started dialing other numbers one by one.

A phone call from the Seventh Army Corps Commander...

The Eighth Army Corps Commander's phone call...

Jiang Shu's phone call...

……

But without exception, the person who answered the phone in the end was always... Jiang Yi.

"What on earth is going on?!"

Jiang Lifeng angrily smashed his personal computer on the ground.

His chest heaved violently, veins throbbing on his forehead. Like a cornered beast, he circled twice before finally glaring fiercely at the man in crimson robes: "What exactly do you want to do?!"

"Second Uncle..."

Jiang Yi adopted a smug "I can't do anything with you" expression she'd picked up from someone, and sighed deeply. "It's not about what I want to do, but what you want to do."

She finally pulled herself out of the sofa, sat up straight, and leaned back against the sofa armrest, tapping her fingers lightly on the armrest: "Second Uncle, I heard..."

"I saw the hidden map for 'Dawn of the Apocalypse' and a design document for a new gameplay mode in your study?"

Jiang Lifeng finally realized that Jiang Yi was here to settle scores.

He chuckled dryly twice.

Jiang Lifeng knew, of course, that after he framed Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi would definitely react:

Based on Jiang Yi's original personality, Jiang Lifeng guessed that Jiang Yi would at most present evidence to clarify the situation; however, considering that Jiang Yi now has the shameless Li Xingzhuo behind her, she will most likely launch a counterattack on that basis.

He had anticipated many possible counterattacks from the other side, but none of them included the bizarre situation of Jiang Yi appearing silently and directly in front of him.

In particular, Jiang Yi seemed to have used some means to control all the servants in the house and cut off all the emergency calls he made.

This is clearly his home, his house, and full of his employees, yet he is the one now in a state of isolation and helplessness!

And from beginning to end, Jiang Yi just leaned lazily on the sofa, smiling as she watched him struggle in his death throes.

—When did his timid niece become like this?!

Jiang Lifeng didn't show it on his face, but he was already on the verge of collapse inside.

However, he still had to deal with Jiang Yi: "Jiang Yi, listen to your second uncle's explanation... your second uncle has no other choice."

As he spoke, he quietly and slowly backed away. "Behind my back, the company reached a cooperation agreement with the author of 'Dawn of the Apocalypse.' Before officially announcing the cooperation, the company decided to generate buzz first... so—"

When his hand, which was behind his back, finally touched his coat hanging on the chair next to him and felt the bulge inside, Jiang Lifeng visibly relaxed.

"so--"

He suddenly pulled a pulse gun from his coat pocket and pointed it at Jiang Yi: "Second Uncle can only—"

"I've chosen to sacrifice you!"

"Who told you not to die a proper death!"

"Whoosh—", a pale blue pulse beam shot out from the gun in his hand.

However, the expected scene of Jiang Yi being shocked, panicked, and even begging for mercy upon seeing the gun barrel did not occur.

She seemed completely unaware of what Jiang Lifeng was holding or how threatening it was; she didn't even flinch, let alone maintain her posture or change her expression.

because--

A dirty little ball suddenly appeared in mid-air, abruptly blocking the path of the beam of light.

Even more strangely, the energy beam that could easily penetrate the alloy door failed to penetrate the obviously old rubber ball—

The energy flow crashed hard into the dirty surface, and like water hitting a ball, it scattered into several streams and bounced back.

"What?!?"

Before Jiang Lifeng could even be surprised, he was struck in the arm, abdomen, and thigh by the pale blue energy beam that had returned.

He let out a scream, clutching his wound and collapsing heavily to his knees. The smell of burning flesh mixed with the stench of blood filled the empty living room.

Jiang Lifeng curled up, his hands tightly covering the bloody hole in his abdomen that had been burned through; the residual energy of the energy beam was still raging inside him, causing his muscles to spasm uncontrollably; and each spasm would pull on the wound, bringing even more excruciating pain.

"Clatter..."

"Clatter..."

The dirty little ball bounced a few times on the ground and slowly rolled to Jiang Lifeng's front.

"Hehe..." The familiar laughter that suddenly appeared in the air made Jiang Lifeng, who was in excruciating pain, pause for a few seconds.

That sound...

Isn't that the voice he hears in his nightmares every night?!

Why would the owner of this voice help Jiang Yi and block the attack?

Jiang Lifeng's eyeballs trembled violently.

This realization... suddenly sent chills down his spine.

"Second Uncle..."

A pair of feet appeared in front of him, standing next to the small ball.

Jiang Lifeng struggled to lift his eyes and saw Jiang Yi slowly squatting down in front of him, looking down at him.

"I'm very unhappy."

Jiang Yi was genuinely unhappy.

She wasn't angry because others said she plagiarized; after all, her copy... strictly speaking, was designed by the pre-thriller system.

At most, someone else, after discovering a system vulnerability, would often come to her place to wander around and improve some of the gameplay.

What really upset Jiang Yi was that Jiang Lifeng contacted insiders at the game competition and, under the pretext of "needing to verify whether the game was plagiarized," directly banned her game.

During the ban, her game was not only unable to be downloaded by new players, but even old players were unable to log in.

This means that... she won't be able to collect energy while lying down like she used to.

Although there is still energy left over from the previous collection, now there is an extra mouth to "eat"—

Jiang Yi glanced at the small ball at her feet.

It's safe to say that growing children really can eat a lot...

"You are not Jiang Yi!"

Jiang Lifeng, who had been sprawled on the ground like a dead pig, suddenly spoke. He stared intently at Jiang Yi, his voice weak but firm: "Who exactly are you?!"

"Jiang Yi doesn't have that ability. You're not Jiang Yi, you're not Jiang Yi..."

Suddenly, as if he had just remembered something, he abruptly raised his head: "A banquet!"

"Did you also orchestrate what happened at the banquet?!"

"Slap, slap..."

Jiang Yi clapped her hands twice, applauding Jiang Lifeng: "You got it right, Second Uncle."

"It's a pity there's no reward."

"I...I'll kill you—"

The thought of being plunged into the abyss just as he was about to reach the top, the thought of his wife suddenly going mad at the banquet, the thought of their family's reputation plummeting... the new grudges and old hatreds forced Jiang Lifeng to struggle to his feet, wanting to fight Jiang Yi to the death.

"I absolutely must kill them—"

"Ah, just a moment."

Jiang Yi glanced at her personal terminal, which had alerted her to an unknown call, and politely gestured for Jiang Lifeng to wait a moment. "I'll go answer this call first."

After getting up, Jiang Yi glanced at Jiang Lifeng on the ground again.

Seemingly feeling it wasn't right to leave the host alone on the ground, Jiangyi gently nudged the little ball with her toe: "Why don't you play with my second uncle for a while, in my place..."

A "hee-hee" laugh rang out in response. Amid Jiang Lifeng's piercing screams, Jiang Yi sat back down on the sofa and answered the phone.

"Feed? Who?"

"Hello, is this Jiang Yi?"

The male voice coming from the other end of the communication made Jiang Yi's heart skip a beat.