Cristae
Stories
14
Chapters
2,598
Words
4.8 M
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Reading
16 d, 18 h
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Si Zhiyan picked up two skewers of Japanese charcoal-grilled teriyaki chicken and handed one to Bian Xu. Bian Xu took a bite, his eyes lighting up. “So tender!” Si Zhiyan smiled. “Naturally.” He explained, “The farm doesn’t really have traditional livestock or poultry. The chicken dishes are all made from immature Nightmare Roast Wings, using the mid-joint and drumette meat, so the texture is always fresh and juicy. Fortunately, the pieces from the Nightmare Roast Wings are big enough…
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He Ming's life wasn’t really all that bad. She had left her hometown for the big city—something many in her village would never do in their whole lives—gained a decent education, and landed a respectable job. Her parents were conservative, rarely said anything nice, often needed her support, and any attempt at heartfelt conversation wound up in nagging, but they weren't truly malicious. He Ming hadn’t found an ideal job, but she was getting by. She rented a small place of her own; when tired,…
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Bian Xu immediately fell into deep thought. “Hmm… they all look delicious…”He agonized over his decision as if facing a great battle. Seriously wracked by choice, he spent a full five minutes before finally settling on the creamy shrimp flavor. Si Zhiyan, however, wanted to try the Italian tomato-braised beef sandwich. Thunk. Into his hands fell a sandwich stuffed full and perfectly uniform inside its white bread. The crust was crispy on the outside and soft within, just tinged with the…
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Si Zhiyan smiled as he watched them. He flipped through the account book casually, didn’t look closely at anything, then set it aside. He fixed his gaze on the sycophantic, bald-headed boss and directly quoted a number. Six digits, neat and precise, accurate down to two decimal points. Si Zhiyan’s voice was calm, always speaking softly, understated in everything he said. But the instant the number left his lips, the bald boss’s expression changed dramatically. “You must have spent…
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A few days later, Si Zhiyan went to the real estate agency to settle his overdue rent. The agency was as busy as ever, though Aunt Zhou’s phone seemed to ring less often now, and she even spared a moment to glance over at Si Zhiyan thoughtfully. Bian Xu was his usual cheerful self, circling around her and saying all sorts of good things, until Aunt Zhou’s perpetually knit brows finally relaxed a little. Si Zhiyan knew that the work he was doing was, in some sense, encroaching on the agency’s…
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Si Zhiyan counted the money he had on hand and felt it was rather tight. He asked, “What do you want to do?” Gu Ying took a deep breath and bowed. “I… I would also like to rent a room from you.” “To open a café.” Si Zhiyan pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, “That’s a risky venture. Have you thought it through?” Gu Ying nodded. “…Yes, Mr. Si, I’ve thought very carefully about it.” It was clear she was a person with ideas, and her mind was made…
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Meanwhile, while Boss Qian was run off his feet, Si Zhiyan was leisurely picking out curtain colors. Should it be gray, or brown? Si Zhiyan pondered over the fabric swatches. Their bodies might be stuck in the illusion, but thanks to the Holy Grail’s existence, they could communicate with the outside and coordinate logistics at any time. Small rooms have their own charm. Si Zhiyan had a new, energy-saving farm air conditioner installed, replacing the old, yellowed, decrepit unit. He swapped…
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Half an hour later, the owners of the donkey sandwich shop stood rooted to the spot, stunned, gazing upwards in disbelief. In front of them was a vast, open floor. This was far more than two hundred square meters.It already had a basic interior fit-out. Comfortable, clean tables and chairs were arrayed in neat groups—not luxurious, but dignified, tidy, and pleasingly affordable. The kitchen in the back was designed as an open “show kitchen”—gleaming with beautiful metallic white, and not…
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Hm? Si Zhiyan’s gaze sharpened slightly. With Gu Ying and Milk Tea’s ghost tale complete—the story of the girl and the cat in the box gap—everything here should be settled. For a second event to suddenly occur, there was really only one possibility: Bian Xu must have triggered something, and successfully resolved it. Si Zhiyan chuckled softly.As expected of his most reliable partner. Back in the day, he himself had genuinely liked Bian Xu greatly. …Even though they’d only been…
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Gu Ying gave a deep bow and handed over her resume. Si Zhiyan took it, looked it over carefully, and noticed that Gu Ying had won numerous awards in both undergraduate and graduate school—none of which he recognized. He felt somewhat embarrassed, so he cleared his throat, put the resume away, and said, “No issues. Let’s begin the interview.” “Ah…” Gu Ying looked a bit nervous, immediately straightening up and wiping her eyes vigorously, nodding firm and hard. “I just want to chat…
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In the darkness, the little cat purred contentedly, licking away, mouthful by mouthful. Ssshhh. Ssshhh. In the darkness, Gu Ying’s faint voice sounded: “In her room, there were piles and piles of boxes.” “She never knew what was inside them…” “The next day, she rushed downstairs, gently placed the small-bodied Milk Tea into her bike basket, rode her electric bike as fast as it could go, sped to the pet hospital. While riding, frantically making calls to ask, she finally found…
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Over there, Gu Ying was working hard, stacking boxes, shutting the door, and hanging a woven storage bag behind it. At last, she reclaimed a small space beneath the table and let out a long sigh of relief. She stumbled over, “Thank you, Mr. Si… let me handle the rest—ah.” Her gaze followed Si Zhiyan’s line of sight and paused for a moment. Si Zhiyan acted as if nothing had happened, looking away and focusing on the woven bag behind the door, smiling at Gu Ying. “It’s very nice.…
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Si Zhiyan and Bian Xu stepped into the corridor and saw the boss of the donkey meat sandwich shop next door standing squarely in the middle, brimming with righteous anger: “You have to turn sideways just to squeeze through here—are you blind? Can’t you see? Those boxes are stacked too high. And what if they fall and hit someone? Who’s responsible then?” The boss was big and tall, and standing there he blocked almost the entire hallway. The bustling traffic in the corridor halted to watch,…
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"Mixed-use residential and commercial?" The female agent was clearly experienced—she didn’t even look back, just gestured out the window, speaking flatly: "This is a residential building, business activities aren’t permitted, can't get a license." Si Zhiyan followed the direction of her finger and was dazzled by a sea of glaring signs. Every street-facing window was crammed—some with massive red lettering pasted on the glass, others with illuminated signs, and some even had cardboard…
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The sky began to flicker and, within minutes, the south gate teleportation coordinates of the farm arrived at . The silent street appeared before everyone once again. This time, the coordinates were chosen manually, positioned slightly farther out on a deserted road, so that no one would open their eyes to a scene of stark black-and-white horror. Dusk was near. Worried about Bian Xu’s state, Si Zhiyan announced the details of the teleportation, setting the portal to officially open at eight…
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What was he saying? Si Zhiyan struggled to focus, but he couldn’t make out a word. All he could see was a wash of crimson. Bian Xu’s voice grew fainter and fainter, until it disappeared entirely from his ears. "…I…" Hazy words drifted past his ear. Their connection still wasn’t enough. That vague, indistinct barrier continued to block Si Zhiyan’s consciousness. ……………… The vision ended. Si Zhiyan opened his eyes; the sky was on the cusp of dawn. After a full…
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The scene was silent for a few seconds. Then, an unprecedented and intense, boiling clamor erupted. Everyone was beside themselves with emotion. This time, not even Ye Xianqing could keep the crowd under control. The young doctor took off his gown and stood in a corner of the tent, watching the wounded grow wild with excitement, then glanced at the silhouette of Si Zhiyan, the farm owner. Just two days earlier, Si Zhiyan had stood at the very front lines, holding the farm’s flag aloft, its…
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Pa-da, pa-da! The sleek black hole crystal in Alice’s hand leapt down and merged with its companions, bouncing about in all directions. If you looked closely, you could tell them apart. The forged black hole crystals were smooth and lustrous, translucent all over, like hardened water gleaming with light. The unrefined black holes, by contrast, were still a bit rough around the edges, like raw crystal. The little black holes huddled together in a crowd, forming a pile with the polished,…
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When they returned to see Alice, Yu Yao was already waiting at the door, smiling as he greeted, “Please, come in. Miss Alice has been awaiting your arrival.” Miss Alice’s bedroom was spacious, with an inner and an outer room, the latter clearly used for receiving guests. The floor was covered in plush pink carpeting, adorned with elegant stone angel sculptures, and sparkling gems hung everywhere. Si Zhiyan nearly stumbled at the sheer extravagance of the décor as he entered.He rummaged for a…
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At a certain moment, the bond between you surpassed everything; that shadow reflected in the flower field’s sheen.The surviving little flowers began to sing, for they could feel the happiness of more and more people.They had learned the skill of singing the for a particular person. Within the area authorized by the farm owner, players could adopt a little flower.Players could give their flower a name. From then on, this flower was special to you, unlike any other blossom.It could open up a cubic…
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