Chapter 300: The Master of the Dollhouse
Translator: 549690339
With Yan Qingwen’s intellect, Bai Youwei believed he must have guessed a large part of the truth. Li Li and Zhu Shu, despite their limited perspectives, probably also had their own ideas about what the final reward would be.
What they guessed was their business.
Whether she told them was her business.
If she indeed told them everything about her own reward, Bai Youwei felt that would be something only a fool would do. Who could guarantee that someone among them wouldn’t “sell” her out in the future?
Of course, until such a thing happened, these people could remain as her friends.
In this day and age, having an additional friend, especially a clever one, could be more valuable than having an extra tool.
Later, everyone chatted about their future plans, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the topic of rewards.
Children tend to fall asleep early. During their conversation, Pan Xiaoxin was nodding off next to his teacher, falling asleep like a pecking chicken.
The tent, initially meant for three to sleep in, was now occupied by the injured Tan Xiao and was no longer suitable for others.
Zhu Shu made her tent available. She decided to share a tent with Su Man, who didn’t object.
Once the child and the elderly were settled, everyone else went about their personal routine of washing up and resting.
As the night grew darker, it became quiet and tranquil.
Bai Youwei restlessly tossed and turned in her tent, clutching the golden key, unable to fall asleep.
When Shen Mo came back, she sat up and asked, “What were you discussing with them for so long?”
“I was confirming tomorrow’s route with Yan Qingwen.”
Shen Mo sat beside her and took out several pieces of the puzzle, placing them next to her. “Yan Qingwen asked me to give these to you. They are five pieces of a puzzle.”
“He’s quite trustworthy.” Bai Youwei took the puzzle pieces and leaned in closer to ask, “Are we definitely going to Shanghai?”
Shen Mo: “Yes, I would like to meet Professor Song. I’ve asked the teacher and Xiaoxin, and neither of them opposed the idea.”
“They didn’t oppose it because they have no idea, right?” Bai Youwei couldn’t help but retort.
—What difference does it make which city we go to now that the world has turned into such a mess?
At this, Shen Mo chuckled and asked her, “What about you?”
Bai Youwei blinked, pondering, and said, “I have no objections either.”
Shen Mo smiled and tapped her forehead with his finger, “Hurry up and get some sleep.”
Bai Youwei: “Wait a moment ”
She suddenly became coquettish, catching Shen Mo’s attention. He smiled and asked, “What is it now?”
Bai Youwei held the golden key in one hand and Shen Mo’s hand in the other. Her eyes sparkled in the dim light of the tent.
“Let’s go to the dollhouse, shall we?” she suggested.
” Right now?” Shen Mo raised an eyebrow.
Bai Youwei blinked, “Or ?shall we wait another half an hour? Once everyone is asleep, we can ”
Her words became more provocative, causing Shen Mo to laugh and hold her hand, “Let’s go now.”
Bai Youwei opened her hand. Even in the darkness, the golden key was dazzlingly bright, just as attractive as that gold coin had been when they first found it.
“Hold the key ?turn it half a circle clockwise, you can open the dollhouse in any space.”
Bai Youwei held the key, looked around the inside of the tent.
“There are no restrictions, theoretically, it should work here as well ”
She was a little nervous, but also a little excited. She took the key and turned it half a circle against the tent cloth—like opening a door.
It was the sound the door used to make every time they invited guests into the dollhouse when they were trapped inside!
“It’s opened.” Bai Youwei looked at Shen Mo.
Shen Mo reached out and touched it. The cloth still felt like cloth, but he could distinctively feel the texture of a metal door handle.
The living room of the dollhouse appeared in front of them!
It was the same house, but this time, there was no eerie feeling. The furnishings all around looked commonplace, absolutely quiet, just like an ordinary house that couldn’t be more ordinary.