Mingchao: The Survival Journey of a Comedian

Chapter 98 I'm Really Not Fragile

Bei Wang finally received a reply, and a hint of emotion and nostalgia flashed in his eyes. He smiled.

"You little brat... you came back without even saying a word."

"Don't you plan to tell anyone else about these things?"

"……Um"

"I see"

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. It's better to interact with them under a new identity."

"But to be honest, I really want to punch you right now."

"They left so gracefully back then...they had everything prepared...but they didn't think about themselves."

"We cried our hearts out at your grave... and then you came back to life..."

"...It's good that he's alive."

"At least it's still there."

"...I don't want to ask any more questions."

Bei Wang wiped his eyes, shook his head, and patted the other person on the shoulder.

“It’s good to be back”

"……Thanks"

Mo Wunian also felt a little guilty. He had indeed gone there with the determination to die; he wasn't sure if the power of his sword strike would even prevent him from returning to this time and space.

"By the way, are Xiangyang and Xiangyue alright?"

"How have you been these past few years?"

"Xiang Yang joined the Huaxu Research Institute three years ago and is now a researcher."

"Xiang Yue also passed the test a year ago and joined the Night Return Army... although she's still a logistics staff member."

"But just like you were back then, you're always clamoring to go to the front lines."

"...They are all doing very well."

"...How wonderful that you're still here."

Two friends who hadn't seen each other for many years sat here chatting about the most ordinary things, just as they hadn't changed at all back then.

Just as the two were engrossed in their conversation, two people suddenly rushed over from a distance. Their anxious expressions instantly reminded Mo Wunian of a scene from ten years ago:

"Look north! Two of our team members accidentally bumped into rocks and got injured... The doctor said they won't be able to participate in the competition for a while..."

Is there any way to continue participating in the competition?

This familiar scene, this familiar plot, it's really hard for him not to think of that match from back then.

Looking up at the two people with the same disappointed expressions as Nan Chui and the others, he was momentarily lost in thought.

"Ling Yan, Gan Quan?"

"...We can still find people to temporarily form a team now."

"We can register you again."

Seeing that something had happened, Bei Wang also turned his gaze to the two of them. Clearly, this wasn't the first time he'd encountered such a situation, and he quickly gave a reply.

"...Ugh, but the competition is about to start... and I can't find anyone to team up with..."

"The team leader withdrew a few days ago due to family matters... We finally managed to get the team together today, but who knew this would happen..."

"Does this mean we can only wait until next time...? But who knows when next time will be..."

Seeing the disappointed expressions on Gan Quan and Ling Yan's faces, Mo Wunian blinked, recalled the original plot, and finally spoke.

"If it's about police officers... I have a few candidates."

"You are... the sword spirit who follows the Wanderers—Mo Wunian?!"

"Have you no manners, Gan Quan! This man is a hero who saved Jinzhou, show some respect and apologize now..."

"...Okay...Isn't this a bit too much of a reaction...?"

"sorry"

"But... is it really too late?"

He waved his hand to indicate it was nothing, and upon hearing the other person's next words, he simply smiled slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

"Of course there's enough time!"

"Interested in joining the Night-Returning General and the Wanderer?"

"ah?!!"

"us?"

Yes, it's you guys.

He greeted Bei Wang, then walked over and patted the two people who were still standing there in a daze on the shoulder, speaking casually.

"While I'm not a participant in this resonance, the two of them are."

"Given the time, you definitely won't have time to find anyone, so why don't you just listen to me?"

"But... but will the general and the wanderers agree?"

"The general doesn't look like the kind of person who would participate in the dragon boat race!"

"Do you understand him, or do I understand him?"

Ji Yan won't participate in the dragon boat race? Do you believe he's a savior or this?

Seeing the two still hesitating, someone had already started searching for them. Turning to Ling Yan and Gan Quan, who were still standing there in a daze, they gestured for the other person to follow.

Don't worry, they will.

"...If all else fails..."

I beg them.

He led the two to the riverbank, where they spotted two familiar figures standing together, staring at each other, their expressions revealing their own unique feelings.

The Wanderer. A Triumphant Little Black Cat

Avoid fire. The little green dragon, feeling wronged but powerless to defend itself.

What did these two talk about while I was away?

"Mo Wunian? You're back."

"Who are these two people beside me...?"

Ji Yan and the Wanderer sensed someone approaching and turned around to see Mo Wunian leading two people toward them.

My name is Gan Quan.

My name is Ling Yan.

"We've come to invite you to join our temporary team!"

"?"

Seeing the two of them suddenly freeze in shock, Mo Wunian could only quickly step in to explain.

"That's right, two members of this team were injured during training and are unable to participate."

“I was thinking of helping them, and then I remembered that you two are also Resonators…”

"I'd like to ask you for your help."

"...Are you free now?"

"..."

He scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, though he was already used to this plot-unrelated development.

He turned to look at the expectant gazes of Ling Yan and Gan Quan, then sighed and looked at Ji Yan and the Wanderer:

Please, I beg you.

Please help me!

He lowered his head, clasped his hands together, then slowly raised them, his eyes full of pleading. He blinked pitifully, his gaze fixed on the two people in front of him.

"...Perfect timing, I've heard Ji Yan mention some of that as well."

I can give it a try.

"What about avoiding inflammation?"

Having already won over one person, Mo Wunian shifted his gaze to someone still in a daze. Since he'd already lost all face, selling his charm a little more wouldn't hurt.

She reached out and tugged at the other person's sleeve, moving a little closer, her eyes fixed expectantly on someone whose ears were already flushed red.

"……it is good"

"It's been a long time since I've participated."

"If you were there... it would be quite interesting."

A certain Chao missed the chance to act cute because he couldn't bear to see Mo Wunian's sad expression?

Seeing that the other party had actually persuaded the two people to agree to participate, Ling Yan and his companion were so excited they couldn't stop smiling.

"Great! I can finally participate!"

"I had a pufferfish race with the hero who saved Imasu... Really?!"

"Is it really possible to compete alongside the general... Am I dreaming? Try slapping me..."

"Damn...you actually hit me?"

Seeing that the plot was back on track, Mo Wunian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Watching the pufferfish swimming in the river, he couldn't help but smile.

"Mo Wunian, aren't you participating?"

While he was still lost in thought, he heard someone calling him. Turning around, he saw Ji Yan's somewhat puzzled eyes.

"The Gugu Pufferfish Race is a four-person team, and only Resonators can participate."

"Last time I broke the rules to participate because there was really no one else available, but there's no need to this time."

"Besides, this is the first time the Wanderers have participated; I've done it before, that's enough for me."

He sent a message to Bei Wang to let him know that everyone had been found, and also answered Ji Yan's question. Seeing that the other party seemed a little unwilling, he simply walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"You too, being a general is so busy, you finally get a chance to relax, so don't think about these things."

"I'll just watch from the sidelines."

He shook the camera he had taken out of his spatial storage, stopping the other person from saying anything more:

For him, the activities and such are secondary; as long as everyone is happy, that's all that matters.

"Our team has both generals and wanderers...maybe we can actually try to break the record!"

"A makeshift team that hasn't practiced teamwork... it'll be pretty difficult for them to break the record..."

"That's not necessarily true. The team that set that record was also put together on short notice."

"And it's almost time, why don't you decide on the order first?"

He poked the pufferfish in Ji Yan's hand, then poked the pufferfish in the Wanderer's hand, and nodded in satisfaction after seeing both pufferfish puff up.

“That makes sense…it used to be the captain who made the decisions…”

"Should we hand it over to the general now?"

"You've trained together for so long, you understand formations better than I do. I'll leave the decision to you and will fully cooperate."

"...Then Gan Quan will run the first leg, I'll run the second, General will run the third, and the Wanderer will run the last leg."

"In this way, Gan Quan and I won't have to worry about getting along, and the general is familiar with the style of returning home at night and also knows the wanderers well."

"Hmm, a very good strategy."

"Then it's settled. Are there any other questions?"

Just then, Gan Quan hurriedly raised his hand and asked a very familiar question.

"Yes! Our team doesn't have a name yet!"

"...Since Mo Wunian facilitated this team formation, why don't we let him take the title?"

No? You still want him to come and get it?

Then he had a plan.

"In my opinion, we should call it Team Ji Yan Du said!"

"..."

Looking up at the somewhat shocked Ji Yan, the person instantly chuckled, narrowed their eyes, nodded, and repeated...

"The team that Ji Yan mentioned, that's the team name."

"This time it's your turn, listen to me."

"read……"

"Sigh... well, as long as the whole army doesn't develop this mindset."

Seeing the other party nod in agreement, the smug fox wagged its tail and smiled contentedly. Then, upon opening its eyes, it saw another pair of golden pupils.

"...Chao? Is something the matter?"

"...It's nothing, as long as you're happy."

Chao glanced at the oblivious Mo Wunian, simply lowered his gaze, and did nothing.

That's true, as long as that person is happy. Everyone else is just a passerby in their life; the only one who can truly be with them until the end is themselves.

Making concessions occasionally is nothing.

"Then it's decided!"

"Let's go wait in the baton exchange area first. Mo Wunian, go to the stands."

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you at the finish line."

Upon reaching the riverbank, I soon heard the announcement from Bei Wang and his group to begin. I immediately grabbed my camera and pointed it at the river.

"The handover went quite smoothly... although it was a bit slow, it's much better than what happened back then..."

"After all these years, Ji Yan is still very reliable... his skills have only gotten better..."

"They overtook us in the final leg! As expected of the Wanderers, they're ridiculously strong..."

Just as he was immersed in the scene, his hand suddenly trembled, and a strange sound entered his ears, the chaotic frequency of which he instantly perceived.

He immediately realized what had happened, glanced at the intense competition and the few people about to break the record, and frowned slightly.

"Sigh... did it have to happen at this time..."

"But with me around, don't even think about bothering them."

"We can't let this good day end like this..."

He closed his eyes, reached out and manipulated the chaotic frequencies in the air. For some reason, he found himself becoming increasingly sensitive to these frequencies.

I simply adjusted it to its normal state and then populated it into the world.

These actions went unnoticed by anyone; everything was swiftly suppressed in his hands.

"They've crossed the finish line! Team Jiyan has crossed the finish line!"

"They broke the record set by that makeshift team ten years ago!"

"And this is also a temporary team!"

Let's congratulate them!

He left his seat and saw two other people in the distance who, realizing something was wrong, were rushing towards him. He quickly walked against the flow of the crowd.

"just……"

"Yes, there was indeed a frequency interference just now, but I suppressed it."

"The location should be upstream of the river to the north; let's get there as soon as possible."

He blurted out a few words, skipping most of the cutscenes in the game, then glanced at the still-boiling crowd and silently nodded.

"Today is a good day, let's not spoil the fun."

He has already dealt with all the frequencies that interfered with this area; now all that's left is to eliminate the source.

Could it be that the frequency left by Mo Wunian is still in there?

"...The teacher was prepared after all."

"Shall we set off now?"

After hearing these words, Ji Yan and the Wanderer both chose to believe each other and said no more.

They simply informed the person in charge of the situation and then headed upstream.

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"As expected, it's here... the frequency fluctuations are too obvious."

"The upstream rain is about to start..."

The three of them rushed to their destination and, seeing the devastation before them, exclaimed that they had arrived just in time.

"Then let's hurry."

"Time to fight again!"

Having honed his skills on the battlefield for six years, Mo Wunian was now incredibly adept at fighting. Just as he was about to summon his sword and charge into battle, a familiar scene unfolded:

Once again, I was blocked behind two people.

"..."

Standing behind the two, watching the scene being swiftly cleared away by a blue dragon and a streak of light, the person realized they had once again become a mascot.

Speechless, he slapped his forehead, half-closing his eyes as he looked at Ji Yan, who was deliberately avoiding eye contact as if hiding something, and a wanderer who made no attempt to conceal his intention to protect him. He sighed.

"...I'm really not something fragile."

So why do they all like to protect him?!