WILTHAUCS Chapter 3

When you’ve been abandoned by the world, and a person comes running to you and holds you and says there’s still him at your side…

 

Will you be moved?

 

Gao Gusheng was moved.

 

Under the year-long ostracism, violence, and suppression, he tried his best to protect the orphanage from being affected by the situation.

 

He couldn’t see that all the harm he had suffered had Wen Liang’s shadow behind it.

 

He dove headlong into Wen Liang’s trap.

 

This time, Gao Gusheng was brought home early by Gao Shi, spared the ravages of storms and winds. His college entrance examination scores were even better than it was in his dreams, gaining him admission to a top-3-ranked university in the nation.

 

Unexpectedly, he ended up at the same university as Wen Liang.

 

Perhaps due to the “plot’s” influence, their paths eventually crossed.

 

Even the original “senior from a prestigious university giving a lecture” scenario transformed into a “direct senior,” significantly increasing their interactions.

 

The storyline that was to start after the age of eighteen has been brought forward.

 

……

 

“Captain, it’s not a good idea to let Lele follow you all the time. Why don’t we go to the [Spirit Management Center] and apply for two sealing talismans to see if they work?” Huang Shan suggested.

 

Gao Shi shook his head, “I already have a plan. Besides, the Spirit Management Office has been very busy lately, so I’m afraid they won’t be able to spare any manpower.”

 

After organizing the surveillance footage, Ran Qiu stretched and accidentally kicked the desk.

 

The swivel chair that had been modified by Huang Shan was very silky, and in the blink of an eye, it brought Ran Qiu to Chang Yang’s side, where he stole a piece of original potato chip and interjected, “Speaking of which. Boss, have you guys noticed that we’ve been responding to calls more and more frequently lately? Usually, we don’t go out once a week, but this week it’s the third time.”

 

Chang Yang slapped away the hand that tried to take away the whole bag of chips and, in the process, shoved the Sakura Rice Stuffing flavor that the entire squad had a hard time swallowing into Ran Qiu’s hand.

 

“Yeah, and these ghosts and monsters have gotten a lot smarter in this period of time. That lecherous ghost last night actually split its soul, leaving a doppelganger in a waiter, and if the spirit police hadn’t reacted quickly, it could have ended badly.”

 

Zhuang Xiuxiu quietly agreed, “Yes, a few days ago, I followed that mission. One spirit seems to have some residual memories of his previous life.”

 

Gao Shi leaned against the table, his three-finger wide belt girding out his waist, strong and lean.

 

He pondered, fingers gently tapping on the tabletop randomly, “Perhaps, it’s just that the Yin realm (underworld) is more active during this time, or perhaps …… it’s the ghosts and monsters that are reviving.”

 

Seeing the team’s astonished expressions, Gao Shi waved his hand, “Let’s see what the Spirit Management Office has to say. They must have noticed something off as well.”

 

“Alright, do what you need to do. I’m going out.”

 

“And Ran Qiu, if I don’t see you in the exercise yard when I get back, I’ll personally practice with you.”

 

In the midst of Ran Qiu’s wailing, Gao Shi walked out the door.

 

The sunlight was blinding, and the lush foliage outside the house left a thick shade on the ground.

 

The leaf in front of him received the sun’s kiss on the front, but the back was covered in a layer of cobwebs with a white egg stuck to it.

 

This world is just like this leaf.

 

The world is divided into the Yang Realm and the Yin Realm.

 

Ordinary people live in the Yang Realm, where the police maintain order.

 

The Yin Realm is the counterpart of the Yang Realm and all the spirits and ghosts that people can imagine exist in the Yin Realm.

 

The Yin realm is kept in order by the Spirit Management Center.

 

The members of the Spirit Management Office are uniformly called Spirit Police.

 

Spirit police generally avoid contact with ordinary people, and ordinary police are unaware of Yin realm affairs, hence the emergence of the Anomaly Management Bureau (AMB).

 

The Anomaly Management Bureau, AMB for short, comprises members aware of the Yin realm, operating in the Yang realm under the guise of detectives.

 

They are known as anomaly police.

 

Spirit police and anomaly police collaborate on call-outs. During these, spirit police handle the ghosts, while the AMB provides cover, isolating civilians and participating in ghost containment when necessary.

 

Gao Shi, as the captain of the AMB team, is also the spirit police’s favorite collaborator, bar none.

 

Members of the AMB possess slight spiritual power but cannot cultivate it, making them magnets for ghosts.

 

Everyone has their own unique experiences.

 

Thus, the core team members all know that Gao Shi has a biological son, who is only eight years younger than himself.

 

……

 

Gao Shi walked to the open ground, pulled out his own Nokia, and called Kong Miao Taoist’s phone number.

 

“You smell like her perfume ~ it’s my nose that’s guilty ~.”

 

Gao Shi listened to the ringtone, and three black lines were drawn down his face.

 

“Hello, Master Taoist, this is Gao Shi.”

 

“Ohhhh, little Gao shi, did you screw up something again?”

 

The sound of a fierce fight came faintly from the other side of the phone.

 

“Anyone needs tech support?”

“Wahahahahahahaha leak leak leak leak leak leak!”

“DOUBLE KILL!”

“Triple kill!”

“Quadra kill!”

“Penta kill!”

“Aced.”

 

A ferocious group battle came to an end, with teammates shouting “Good job!” in frustration and exasperation.

 

From the moment the call connected, Gao Shi had taken out a lollipop. Just as he unwrapped it, the sound of the game ending rang out.

 

“Ahem, *cough* …… little Gao Shi? Are you still there?” The Taoist looked as if nothing had happened.

 

Gao Shi was holding a lollipop in his mouth, and with a “mmm” sound, he bit the lollipop to pieces.

 

“Old man, we agreed to meet in a few days. When are you coming over? I’ll pick you up.”

 

Kong Miao Taoist said, “I grabbed a ticket for tomorrow. I’ll probably be there around 9:30 tomorrow morning.”

 

“What’s wrong? Your tone isn’t quite right; what happened to Lele?”

 

Gao Shi had already gotten used to Kong Miao Taoist’s sensitivity; he told the old man what happened yesterday, hearing Kong Miao frown greatly.

 

“Wait, let me see something.”

 

Gao Shi frowned, just wanted to stop, “Wait, don’t ……”

 

Without finishing a sentence, he heard the familiar sound of spurting blood.

 

Gao Shi held his forehead, “The old man really doesn’t have a long memory at all.”

 

Kong Miao Taoist has been used to spraying blood over the years, he wiped his mouth unconcernedly, “It’s all right, I know everything about your Gao family is odd, I’ve found that after bleeding, the chronic ailments I’ve accumulated over the years have gradually disappeared, especially recently.”

 

“Well, I just did a divination and glimpsed something.”

 

“Gao Gu Sheng will have a great calamity in the near future; the calamities are constant and have already begun.”

 

Kong Miao Taoist threw out a heavy bomb as soon as he opened his mouth.

 

Gao Shi remembered Wen Liang from his dream, and his face darkened like the bottom of a cooking pot.

 

But Wen Liang was just the beginning.

 

In addition to Wen Liang, there were many more, prying and salivating at Gao Gusheng’s existence.

 

Gao Gu Sheng was like a piece of Monk flesh.¹

 

“But in the dream world, Lele only began to undergo the calamity after he turned eighteen.”

 

Did his presence alter the future?

 

But Wen Liang still met Lele.

 

It was as if something in the dark was pulling the strings.

 

Kong Miao Taoist sighed on the other end of the phone, “Those who defy fate are played by fate.”

 

“I initially couldn’t divine anything about Gao Gusheng; his path was completely blank. Now, I’ve glimpsed something, perhaps, something is about to start.”

 

“Honestly, Gao Gusheng’s fate is too closely tied to destiny. If it weren’t for my dear disciple, I wouldn’t have interfered with the Gao family’s affairs at the beginning.” This was the second time Gao Shi heard Kong Miao Taoist mention his disciple.

 

The first time, Kong Miao said that his disciple was fated to the Gao family.

 

Kong Miao’s disciple had a congenital disease and was destined not to live past the age of thirty, and the opportunity to overcome the death calamity was in the Gao family.

 

Master Kongmiao held Gao Shi in high regard, genuinely taking him under his wing over the years, but he remained cautious and distant towards Gao Gusheng.

 

“My disciple’s destiny has changed somewhat; I will bring him along tomorrow.”

 

Kong Miao’s words turned around, the heavy atmosphere was swept away, “By the way, the old Taoist wants to eat the hot pot of Liu Shui Xuan, add numb and spice, little Gao Shi please help me arrange it.”

 

Gao Shi’s face darkened again, “Old man, have you forgotten how you struggled in the toilet after eating the nine-grid hotpot last time, needing three cooling talismans to survive?”

 

Master Kongmiao laughed it off, “Oh dear, bad signal, gotta hang up, remember to arrange it for the old Daoist tomorrow.”

 

Gao Shi, hearing the “beep beep beep” on the phone, clicked his tongue, making a “tsk” sound, and proceeded to book a table at Liu Shui Xuan.

 

“Hello? Liu Shui Xuan? Reserve a table under my name for hotpot, extra spicy and numb. The usual arrangement, also book a proctologist.”

 

***

 

Gao Gusheng had always been a good boy with well sense of self-awareness, and since his father had said that he wouldn’t be allowed to go out, he strictly carried out Gao Shi’s order and didn’t even intend to go out of his room.

 

He prepared iced cola, a self-heating hot pot, and half a chilled watermelon, scooped a spoonful of watermelon into his mouth, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

 

“Wuhu ~ Battlefield here I come!”

 

However, just after putting on the headphones, the cell phone placed on the computer desk vibrated.

 

A call from the counselor.

 

This could not be ignored.

 

When Gao Gusheng hung up the phone, the upturned corners of his mouth suddenly dropped.

 

The phone was picked up, but it wasn’t the voice of the counselor.

 

According to the man himself, he was a teacher from the Academic Affairs Office, informing Gao Gusheng to come to school immediately to find out about last night’s incident, vaguely revealing that the incident involved someone he can’t afford to offend, and if he wasn’t willing to negotiate, he might have to use some tactics on his school registration.

 

Gao Gusheng pulled out a long face

 

Gao Gusheng has never been afraid of anyone in his entire life. He has already recorded the conversation, and although the person on the other side used clever words, this recording cannot be used as crucial evidence, but it can be used as an aid.

 

In addition, if you really want to talk about using power to oppress others, it is not sure who will oppress whom.

 

Gao Gusheng’s buttocks were rooted in the chair, and he didn’t plan to move one bit.

 

However, the cell phone rang again.

 

The caller ID showed [Wen Liang].

 

Wen Liang? Wasn’t he supposed to be in prison?

 

Gao Gusheng paused, frowning as he answered the call.

 

“Gusheng, can we meet up?”

 

It was actually really Wen Liang’s voice?!

 

How was this possible?

 

“How did you get out?”

 

The person on the other end of the phone let out a light laugh, “I’ll tell you if you come to meet me.”

 

Gao Gusheng sneered, “Meet my a*s! I’ll beat you every time I see you!”

 

Just as he was about to hang up, the other end added, “Gusheng, you’re on good terms with that boy with the scars on his temples, aren’t you?”

 

“And that little junior girl with a ponytail, the glasses-wearing top student.”

 

Gao Gu Sheng’s face darkened, “What do you want?”

 

Another laugh, “Ah, I just want to meet you.”

 

After hanging up [Wen Liang]’s phone, Gao Gusheng pondered for a moment and dialed Gao Shi’s phone.

 

“Hey, Dad.”

 

“Is Wen Liang still in there?”

 

“He called me just now, asking me to meet him at the faculty office and uses my friends to threaten me.”

 

“…… still locked up? That’s strange.”

 

“Oh right, Dad, the guy is too underhanded; that bunch of idiots can’t handle him, I have to go there.”

 

“So, can I get a couple more bodyguards?”

 

“Aww, letting me choose, how embarrassing is this ……”

 

“——I want twenty.”

 

Gao Gusheng hung up the phone and hummed two little songs in a relatively good mood.

 

Who would meet you alone? Isn’t a group beat more good?

 

1: In the novel The Journey to the West, the demons often claim that eating a piece of the monk’s flesh will make the eater immortal, which results in battles with numerous demons.