The supposedly blessed Fu Cheng: ( ̄. ̄)
He felt that something wasn’t quite right, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.
After Shen Lu finished feeding Fu Cheng, she helped him unwrap the Light Brain’s packaging and put it on his left wrist.
The Light Brain automatically detected his biological information and powered on. Fu Cheng connected to the Light Brain with his spiritual power and began the process of re-binding it.
It went quite smoothly. After scanning Fu Cheng’s right iris, the Light Brain let out a soft BEEP.
"Welcome back, my friend. The Nova Light Brain is at your service."
Seeing that Fu Cheng didn’t need her help with anything, Shen Lu collected the dinner tray and went downstairs to get busy with other things.
Fu Cheng waited a moment. After the new Light Brain synced with the old one’s data, his messages began flashing wildly. Soon, he had 99+ unread messages.
Fu Cheng’s gaze darkened. He marked all as read and only replied to Li Zenan’s message.
Fu Cheng: I’m fine.
After sending it, he didn’t expect a timely reply from Li Zenan. The situation at the front was tense, and aside from internal military communications, the civilian signal was very poor.
But a few seconds later, a message from Li Zenan came through.
Li Zenan: ???
Li Zenan: Is that really you?!
Li Zenan: Holy shit, for real?
Li Zenan: You’re not messing with me, are you?
Li Zenan’s personality was far from the calm and steady demeanor he projected in interviews. Still, it was rare to see him this agitated.
A trace of warmth flowed through Fu Cheng’s heart as he slowly typed out a reply.
Fu Cheng: It’s me.
Fu Cheng: Are you off today?
Li Zenan: Yeah, I’m on a half-month rotation. I’m not at the front; I’m resting in the rear.
Li Zenan: I heard you were abandoned by the Fu Family. What the hell happened?
Li Zenan: If I didn’t still have four months before I can return to the Imperial City, I’d come find you right now.
Fu Cheng: Everything is fine. You don’t need to worry.
Li Zenan: You’re unbelievable. Things are already like this, and you’re still pretending everything is okay!
Li Zenan: Where are you right now? I’ll have my cousin come get you.
Fu Cheng: No need. I’m going to rest.
’I don’t want to go anywhere. I just want to stay here.’
Since Fu Cheng put it that way, Li Zenan couldn’t insist.
Besides, he didn’t even know where Fu Cheng was, so he couldn’t force the issue anyway.
Li Zenan sat in his chair, thinking it over, and finally sent a message to his cousin.
Li Zenan: Help me find Fu Cheng’s current location.
Far away in the Imperial City, Li Zexing was still asleep and naturally didn’t see the message.
When Li Zenan didn’t get a reply, he figured Li Zexing wasn’t awake and decided to call his aunt, Lin Xin.
"Auntie, I need to talk to Ah Xing about something. Could you wake him up for me?"
Receiving a call from her eldest nephew, Lin Xin didn’t dare to delay. She immediately went to her son’s room and yanked him out of his dream.
"Ah Xing, it seems your cousin has something urgent to discuss with you."
As the most promising child of the younger generation, Li Zenan was a nephew Lin Xin greatly admired.
It wasn’t that Li Zexing was bad, but in the Imperial City, the status of a soldier was naturally higher.
Li Zexing was full of morning grumpiness, but he couldn’t act out in front of his mother. He could only suppress his irritation and dial Li Zenan’s number.
Lin Xin nodded in satisfaction, tactfully left her son’s room, and went cheerfully to make breakfast.


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