Dull

Seeing Chen Miemie leave, many people were actually full of questions.

The questions remained the same:

Why did Father Jing choose Chen Miemie?

Why was the final round of selection not made public, and what exactly happened?

Why did the city's greatest treasure, the [Magic Mirror], shatter? Without the [Magic Mirror] to imprison it, where did the [Trial] go?

However, at this moment, amidst the cheers for the triumphant returning hero, no one voiced these questions on such an occasion.

Whether Chen Miemie admitted it or not, his honor as the "hero who saved the city" was undeniable.

It was an objective fact that, witnessed by all the high-level mystics in the city, he had made the correct choice four times in a row, repaired the seal, and allowed Sixiang City to regain its stability.

Another reason was that Chen Miemie had a very deep background. Even though he was shrouded in suspicion, no one would jump out to nitpick out of jealousy.

In the rapidly updated character intelligence reports of various factions, Chen Miemie was described as follows:

Chen Miemie, male, just graduated from school this year, mystery level unknown.

Son of the Great Witch Chen Miaomiao, prospective president of the [Silver Moon Court] (already confirmed by that bunch of lunatics), disciple of the [Mystery] Tier 6 [Wind Maiden]. He possesses abilities such as releasing moonlight, flight, and immortality, and has killed the [Mystery] Tier 6 [Mourning City White].

Final evaluation: Both his background and [Mystery] are unfathomable. Unless absolutely necessary, it is advised not to provoke him.

Chen Miemie returned to the South District building.

Passing by the third floor, he went in to take a look.

Mr. Jin and Little Jin seemed to have already been picked up; there was no movement inside.

Madam Jin didn't ask for much. At least in the short term, the father and son would be treated well.

Returning to the 18th floor.

Chen Miemie used the spatial ability of the origami to bypass the door and directly entered Room 1805, Joker's home.

The interior of Room 1805 was the ultimate definition of minimalism.

Apart from a bed and a few pieces of clothing, there was absolutely nothing else.

A super powerhouse lived this kind of life every day.

Chen Miemie didn't find the photos or notebooks he was looking for, so he had to return home empty-handed.

He finally returned to Room 1803.

Chen Miemie washed up and quickly lay down on his bed.

Although he didn't hesitate when making choices, didn't slack off during battles, and didn't show any emotion when interacting with other mystics, this trial had actually affected him deeply.

While outside, he didn't dare to show it. But once home, lying alone in bed, he couldn't hold it in any longer.

Before tonight, he was still a happy newbie, playing a casual game of collecting anomalies.

Suddenly, the [Trial], this ancient anomaly teacher, had taught him a lesson.

The [Trial] used reality to tell him:

The friends around him also had their own lives and secrets;

People are complex and ever-changing; they cannot be defined for life by a single word;

Good people can do bad things, and bad people can do good things. Whether something is ultimately good or bad depends entirely on the observer's perspective;

And most importantly, as the head of the household, he was the decision-maker and needed to clarify his stance as soon as possible.

Did the [Trial] have selfish motives?

Of course it did. It had successfully proven to Chen Miemie that humans might hurt him due to change, but anomalies would not.

The reason the loyalty of anomalies was purer was that they basically only lived for themselves, without attachments or restraints. As long as they were willing to follow you, they would stick with you to the very end.

The [Trial] used this ordeal to catalyze Chen Miemie's growth while simultaneously winning his favor for the anomaly faction.

Subtly, the future Chen Miemie would lean more toward anomalies.

As he thought about this, Chen Miemie opened his eyes slightly.

Immediately.

He locked eyes with Red, who was spinning a web above his bed.

It was a bit of a startling sight to see out of the blue, but Chen Miemie seemed quite used to it.

"Red, why aren't you sleeping? What are you staring at me for?"

"Qinghua told me you're afraid of the cold. I'm observing you. If I see you shivering, I'll wrap you up in spider silk, and then you won't be cold anymore."

"That's really not necessary. I don't want to wake up in the morning covered in silk."

"I heard you know how to weave. Then I'll spin the silk, and you weave it. Let's make a spider silk blanket."

Chen Miemie thought for a moment. "Is that possible?"

Seeing that he didn't object, Red instantly got excited. "Why wouldn't it be? Whatever silkworms can do, we spiders can do too."

Chen Miemie wasn't a true weaving know-it-all; he only had a superficial understanding of many materials.

"Alright, we'll try it sometime."

Sixiang City quickly returned to tranquility.

After the trial ended, the surviving foreign races saw that their momentum was gone and left directly.

Sixiang City had no intention of fighting to the bitter end, nor did they give chase.

Soon, the clock struck midnight.

The [Day of No Tomorrow] arrived.

Every household in the city locked their doors and sealed their windows.

When Chen Miemie woke up again, it was already noon.

He, Loop, and Red were at the dining table eating roast chicken.

A knock came from the door.

It was obvious that an anomaly had arrived at the door on the [Day of No Tomorrow].

In the past, Chen Miemie would not have opened the door.

Not just because he feared the risks, but mainly because he didn't want his home to become a battlefield.

But today, he hadn't fully digested the lingering effects of the trial, and his mood wasn't great.

For this anomaly that came knocking, he decided to pick a fight.

Qinghua opened the door.

During the [Day of No Tomorrow], Chen Miemie didn't have much [Immortality]. Right now, he was surrounded in the innermost layer by the group of anomalies in his home.

Qinghua opened the door but didn't see any sign of an anomaly outside.

"Maybe it already left?"

She closed the door, and less than two minutes later, the knocking sounded again.

She opened the door again, but still found no target.

Both times, Qinghua only opened the door without making a sound.

Just as she was about to close the door again, a childish cry came from above her head: "Don't go! Save me, let me down!"

It was pitch black outside. Qinghua held up the Chen Miemie-brand moonlight searchlight and shone it overhead.

She saw a palm-sized little thing tightly wrapped up in a large spider web.

After all that, it turned out that this unfamiliar little anomaly had gotten tangled in Red's spider web in the hallway and was struggling to throw small objects at the door to create the knocking sound.

Qinghua didn't recognize this little thing, and she didn't let her guard down.

The appearances of anomalies could be deceptive; they might look cute but actually be incredibly ruthless.

"What are you?"

"My name is Daidai. I'm a [Price Fairy]."

"What are your abilities? What's your passive?" Qinghua's tone wasn't polite; it sounded like an interrogation.

Tangled up and unable to escape, Daidai, who was relying on someone's help, had no choice. Asking for help meant having to swallow its pride.

"I often quietly appear when people are making trades. I involuntarily help them reach a fair transaction. When one side lacks sufficient chips, I will randomly take an 'intangible thing' from one or both parties involved in the trade."

"What is an 'intangible thing'?"

"It's something you can't see, like 'sense of taste' or 'love for a mother'."

"And what if people aren't making a trade when you appear?"

"That won't do. In that case, I'll just make a trade for them."

"Bring it in," Chen Miemie's voice came from the farthest end of the living room.

Qinghua reached out and tore away the spider web around Daidai.

Revealing its full appearance, Daidai was quite beautiful. It looked like a pocket-sized pixie, dressed in a playful little gown, with a pair of dragonfly-like wings on its back that allowed it to fly.

However, its movements weren't particularly nimble. It didn't seem to be the agile type, and its flying speed was rather slow.

Having regained its freedom, Daidai started yelling loudly while picking the spiderwebs off its body.

"Who is so unreasonable as to leave so many webs in the hallway? They had better hope I don't find them, or else..."

Daidai's words caught in its tiny throat.

The reason was that, having just stepped through the door, it suddenly felt a slight tickle on top of its head.

When it looked up, the eight-legged Red was hanging upside down from the ceiling directly above it, its mouth wide open and its eyes glowing a vicious scarlet.

Spiderwebs, exactly like the ones outside the door, were already tangling into its hair.

Daidai: "Ah!!!"