Chapter 381: Chapter 361: Is the Birth Mother Indifferent Like a Chrysanthemum? The Young Mistress Sabotages Effortlessly 1
The duration of this task was so extensive that many times Su Zhiruan almost forgot she was in the Small World for the mission.
After completing the task, she had stayed in this world for thousands of years, whereas in previous worlds, the longest interval had been only a few decades; this time, the duration she remained had dramatically increased.
[Host, long time no see]
The system greeted her after emerging from a sleep it had fallen into since the task had ended; it hadn’t appeared since then.
There were times when Su Zhiruan even forgot she had the system.
“The time was really long this time, let me rest for a bit!” Su Zhiruan stretched her limbs; she had stayed in the Divine World for a long time and had gradually aged. Before dying, her body had become frail, and even walking was a difficulty.
Now back in her space, she had returned to her younger, vibrant self. After a good stretch, she lay down wherever she was and began to rest.
[Host, you rest well. I will set an alarm for you, and after 24 hours, I will send you to a new Small World]
A day’s time was enough for her to rest well, so Su Zhiruan nodded and closed her eyes.
In fact, she had always been curious about one thing, especially after entering the Small World a few times, she increasingly found a commonality in the sons of the plane, but she did not speak out; instead, she silently digested and pondered the associations in her mind.
She thought about it, couldn’t figure it out, and was tired herself, so she quickly fell asleep.
Perhaps there was some discrepancy between the system’s and her own calculations; as soon as Su Zhiruan woke up, she found herself in the very center of a crowd.
“Little sister, are you alright? I see you’re covered in wounds and still bleeding. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”
With effort, Su Zhiruan lifted her head; as soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself on the ground, her clothes torn. Whether on her face, arms, or shins, she had abrasions, and her elbows throbbed with pain, the skin on her entire palm was scraped off, continuously oozing blood, and one of her shoes was missing.
Her overall physical condition was not good; her neck felt as if something was tightly choking her, causing her to gasp for air, and even under the blazing sun, she felt like she might dehydrate and then pass out.
Many people surrounded her, chatting and pointing; except for the lady standing to her left earlier, no one spoke up for her.
Just as Su Zhiruan was about to stand up and assess her current situation, she suddenly heard a voice from behind.
“It was clearly her rushing out first that made me slam on the brakes!! It’s because of her I ran the red light! And now, because of you, my car might even be damaged; you’re definitely here to scam people!! You’re going to take responsibility for this, don’t think just because you’re lying there pretending to be injured that you’ll get composition, I’m telling you! Do you know who’s behind me!”
A big-bellied, bald man stepped forward; his sparse hair slicked back, shining; wearing a black suit, the flesh of his belly squeezed out from the gaps of his shirt, clutching a briefcase under his arm, he pointed aggressively at Su Zhiruan on the ground, occasionally shouting something to the people behind her.
Just as Su Zhiruan decided to speak up in her defense, she suddenly heard a weak female voice from behind, “Indeed, it’s our fault. She insisted on rushing out. Please calm down, sir. You can deal with her directly; she has always been ruthless and vain since childhood, I can’t control her.”
Supporting herself on her arms, Su Zhiruan managed to stand and dusted herself off. Only then did she turn around and saw the woman behind her, dressed in a white dress embroidered with chrysanthemums, leading a little boy by the hand. The boy glared at Su Zhiruan with distaste and said nothing, simply stepping back behind the woman in the white chrysanthemum dress.
At this moment, the onlookers, including several elderly men and women, murmured quietly, “Hey, I’m saying—you, we clearly saw it was you who pushed someone out just now; how has it become her running out by herself? Moreover, this must be your daughter, aren’t you going to defend your own daughter? It was clearly the car that hit your daughter, he was the one who ran the red light, and it has nothing to do with your daughter. You, as a mother, are being far too heartless!!”