bdsm-fiction Chapter 402 So what if it's through connections? They're husband and wife anyway.
Chapter 402 So what if it's through connections? They're husband and wife anyway.
This subtle movement, which might have seemed like just a natural reaction to a sore throat to others, was instantly understood by Lin Feng—
After all, she was his wife, and he knew every little thing she did.
This was clearly Xia Ning subtly reminding him that there was a problem with window number 1.
Lin Feng remained calm, deliberately feigning a conflicted expression. After a moment, he seemed to have finally made a decision, walked away from window number 1, and finally stood in front of window number 4.
Xia Ning breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing his choice, then looked up at the three of them and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you sure about the currently selected window? Once selected, it cannot be changed!"
Lin Feng and Wasim nodded simultaneously: "Confirmed!"
Park Ji-won responded with a trembling voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint rustling sound came from all three windows at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, three pairs of pale, withered hands slowly emerged from the window, each holding a bowl of steaming vegetarian noodles.
Lin Feng and his two companions carefully took the plain noodles and returned to table number 56 to sit down.
All eyes in the hall were fixed on them, awaiting either death or a miracle.
Lin Feng picked up his chopsticks and calmly picked up a few noodles, then put them into his mouth under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Chewing and swallowing are done in one go.
He even nodded slightly, as if he were savoring the taste of the noodles.
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Studio:
"Holy crap! Lin Feng is really something! He ate the noodles as soon as they were served, without even flinching!"
"Is this the mental fortitude of a top-tier expert? Knowing that one of the four windows was poisoned, they still started eating as soon as the noodles were served. I would have peed my pants in fear!"
"He just switched from number 1 to number 4, did he realize something?"
"Is it possible that Xia Ning's cough was a reminder to him? The timing was too coincidental!"
"After all, she was the first wife. Although her memory was erased, how could she wash away the protective instinct she had for her husband? It was just an instinctive reaction."
"Shh! Don't say it out loud if you see through it! Otherwise, other countries' strategy teams will jump out and protest, saying that Brother Feng took shortcuts through connections!"
"So what if it's based on relationships? They're husband and wife, bound together by their own abilities. It's no use for other countries to be jealous!"
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Seeing Lin Feng start eating, Vassim also picked up his bowl of noodles and began slurping them down. He quickly finished half the bowl, then smacked his lips and muttered something under his breath:
"The taste is alright, just a bit bland. Hey bro, do you still have any of that Lao Gan Ma chili sauce?"
Lin Feng didn't say much. He simply took out a bottle, picked a spoonful into his own bowl, and casually handed it over.
The two of them ate with increasing relish, enjoying the food even more.
A murmur of discussion immediately filled the hall.
"They both ate so much, how come they're perfectly fine?"
"Could it be that none of the three windows I selected were infected? Then the ones that were infected must be..."
"Don't rush, there's still one person who hasn't dared to touch their chopsticks yet."
All eyes turned to Park Ji-won.
Park Ji-won sat at the table, holding a bowl of noodles in both hands, with chopsticks resting on the rim of the bowl, but his fingertips seemed frozen and did not move at all.
His face was deathly pale, and his forehead was covered in a thick layer of cold sweat that trickled down his temples.
"It's poisoned...it must be my bowl..."
"Only one out of four is poisonous... that's a one in four probability..."
"No, no...they both ate it and they're fine...the poison is between me and the other window...it's fifty-fifty...it's fifty-fifty..."
Xia Ning's cool gaze fell on Park Ji-won, who hadn't touched his chopsticks yet, and her brows furrowed slightly.
"Third person in room 56, please eat as soon as possible!"
Park Ji-won shuddered, as if he had been jolted awake from a nightmare, and abruptly raised his head, meeting Xia Ning's calm and unwavering eyes.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a muffled sound came out of his throat.
"Hurry up!" Xia Ning had lost her patience, a faint blush rising in her eyes.
Park Ji-won gritted his teeth, finally picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stuffed the noodle into his mouth.
He swallowed it whole without chewing.
Then wait motionless...
one second.
two seconds.
three seconds.
Ten seconds passed, and nothing happened.
Park Ji-won slowly opened her eyes, looked down at her hands, and then touched her face. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with her body, the fear on her face subsided a little.
He let out a long breath, slumped into the chair as if he were completely exhausted, then quickly picked up the bowl and shoveled the remaining noodles into his mouth.
The three of them ate a bowl of noodles, and all of them had normal complexions and steady breathing, showing no signs of poisoning.
Evelyn let out a soft sigh of relief, regaining her usual calm and composed demeanor.
Xia Ning's gaze swept across the entire room, and she spoke calmly:
"The poison testing process is complete. Please line up in an orderly manner to receive your meals."
As soon as he finished speaking, the chosen ones in the hall stood up and quickly rushed to windows 2, 3, and 4 to form long queues.
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Half an hour later, everyone finished their meal and gathered outside the Zhaixin Hall.
Xia Ning stood before the crowd, her plain white robe fluttering even without wind, her clear, cool voice resonating distinctly in everyone's ears:
"Today's morning practice task is to clean the prayer flag forest."
As soon as he finished speaking, a suppressed murmur arose from the crowd.
Some people recalled the scene they had witnessed during their visit the day before, and their faces instantly paled.
Xia Ning ignored everyone's reactions and continued:
"Now I'll explain the rules for cleaning the prayer flag grove. Listen carefully."
"First, there is a 'purity progress bar' at the entrance of the prayer flag forest, which displays the current cleanliness level in real time. When the progress bar reaches the full value (100%) and remains stable for ten minutes, the task is completed."
"Secondly, during the cleaning process, the guide is only responsible for supervision and will not interfere."
"Third, no one may disturb the guide for any reason during this period. Anyone who violates this rule will be punished along with the entire dormitory."
"Fourth, the task must be completed before noon. If the task fails, six chosen ones will be randomly selected to sacrifice the banner."
A murmur of unease immediately arose from the crowd:
"The rules don't seem too complicated... but to get the clarity to 100% and maintain it for 10 minutes, I feel like there's a huge pitfall hidden inside."
"What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, this is a group mission. With big shots like Lin Feng and Evelyn around, we can just follow along. It's good to have powerful backers."
"Honestly, I still don't understand why those people insisted on jumping into dormitory number 56. Did they have a death wish?"
"You think it's their own idea? It's most likely the Ghost Story Strategy Team stirring things up behind the scenes, trying to suppress the power of the Dragon Kingdom."
"..."
The murmurs grew louder and louder. Xia Ning frowned almost imperceptibly, then calmly spoke to silence the crowd:
"Alright, enough talk, let's head to the prayer flag forest now!"