Fu Yunting reluctantly let go of her, summoned Ergouzi to buy a roasted chicken and some french fries and cola, along with a few ham and cheese sandwiches, and a salted grilled saury, squeezed a little lemon juice for a fresher taste.
He also bought a pot of wine, some snacks, and fruit.
Placing the items on a tray, they floated on the hot spring water, creating an exceptionally romantic atmosphere.
An Nuan soaked in the hot spring, dipping her french fries into ketchup.
This was truly the life!
Fu Yunting held her close, soaking in the hot spring and sipping wine.
Life, after all, was nothing more than this!
"Little Leilei."
*Gulp!*
Fu Yunting frowned, almost choking.
"Xiao Nuan, can we change my nickname?"
"No way, this name is great, it's intimate and cute. Besides,"
An Nuan traced circles on his chest with her finger: "I only call you this when we're alone, no one else will hear it."
"But when you call me that, I lose my interest."
An Nuan was taken aback.
This wouldn't do at all!
If he lost interest, what would she do?
This was a problem!
"Then let's think of another name. It feels strange to always call you Mr. Fu, and calling you Fu Yunting sounds too distant. Yun Ting? That also sounds odd. Do you have any other nicknames?"
Fu Yunting shook his head.
Before, people called him Master Fu, Young Master Fu, Eldest Young Master.
Fu Yunting disliked these external titles.
An Nuan thought for a moment and smiled sweetly, "How about calling you darling? Little sweetie? Little lovey?"
Fu Yunting's heart grew restless. He held her little hands that were moving around and tucked them into his embrace.
"Xiao Nuan, can we not fool around?"
Fu Yunting took her fingers into his mouth.
Now, it was An Nuan's turn to feel hot and uneasy...
She quickly pulled her hand away and stuffed a french fry into Fu Yunting's mouth.
"How about, Little Brain Flower?"
Fu Yunting's lips twitched.
"Then Little Hua, Little Brain? It sounds strange, and not very pleasant. Little cutie? Little sweetie? Those aren't good either."
Fu Yunting listened to absurd names for as long as he soaked in the hot spring.
By the end, he was too lazy to get angry and even found it a little amusing.
Sister Hua helped them fetch a pot of spring water, and then everyone returned to Old Bird's base to sleep.
The next day, An Nuan left some batteries and provisions, planning to head home.
Old Bird put his arms around both of them and laughed.
"I won't keep you two, but there's something I need to tell you."
"Yesterday you mentioned forming an alliance with other bases. How could I be left out of something like this? We're old acquaintances, you can't just turn your back on me!"
"Let's form an alliance too. In the future, I'll send you mountain delicacies, and you'll let me enjoy modern technology. How about it?"
An Nuan chuckled, "Mountain delicacies are optional, but forming an alliance and cooperating is definitely possible."
"Then I can't just take your things for free! I'll send things on time, twice a month."
"And I'll get to visit your base, no problem, right?"
Since Old Bird had put it that way, what could An Nuan say?
She could only nod.
After returning to the villa, everyone gathered around her.
Chen Wenjing took some spring water in a clean new basin. An Nuan dripped two or three drops of honey dew into it.
The clear spring water turned a pale gold.
Quan Yu handed over a small brush.
An Nuan dipped the brush in the water, flicked off the excess, and then slowly brushed the book with the brush when it was half dry.
Characters, which were not there before, immediately appeared on the ancestral record.
The first name on the first line startled everyone so much that their jaws dropped.
"Chiyou? Our ancestor is Chiyou?"
Hai Changfeng felt as if a garlic clove was stuck in his throat.
The others weren't faring any better.
They all had the same stunned expression, as if they had a garlic clove stuck in their throats.
As Chinese people, who hadn't heard of this name?
This name had been overused in various games, with all sorts of skills and appearances attributed to it.
In the game Luo Luo played yesterday, Chiyou was the main villain.
Luo Luo felt a little embarrassed to face An Nuan.
"Your ancestor is Chiyou? But why is your surname An?"
An Nuan was bewildered, "You ask me, who do I ask?"
Fu Yunting said, "Brush the rest, let's see what's going on."
An Nuan continued brushing. For the first third of the book, the names were very ancient.
Later on, at some point, a person married into a Heavenly Master family with the surname An, and thus the An surname lineage continued.
But strangely, except for the first generation who married the Heavenly Master, all subsequent offspring, whether male or female, took the surname An.
An Nuan remembered her grandfather's name, "My grandfather's original surname might not have been An. But when my father was young, Grandpa passed away. I never met him when I was born, so I don't know much."
"Keep brushing, the last page might reveal something."
An Nuan painstakingly brushed.
It took three hours to brush out the entire ancestral record.
Fu Yunting also became increasingly confused as he read.
When An Nuan was born, the old lady was still alive, so she might have written An Nuan's name on it.
But one page had several red lines, dividing it into different sections.
An Nuan and his name appeared on every page.
Humorously, there were more names after theirs.
"Fu Anning, An Le, An Xin, who are these people?"
An Nuan shrugged.
She knew no more than Fu Yunting did.
Chang Kaitong said, "Fu Anning, sounds like Young Master Fu's child?"
Lin Shui didn't believe it, "This is an ancestral record, not a prophecy book. How could it predict the names of their two children? And there are three of them. The first names are Fu, and the last names are An. It looks very strange."
An Nuan didn't understand either.
Had someone written the names in advance?
But just as the apocalypse began, she had retrieved the ancestral record from the old house, and she had been keeping it ever since. It would have been impossible for others to tamper with it.
Luo Luo pouted and said, "Do you think it could be a parallel dimension?"
As soon as she spoke, the villa fell into a deathly silence.
Luo Luo chuckled, "My bad, why did I say such a strange thing? Parallel dimensions are too far-fetched! Don't mind me, I've been playing too many games and might be a bit dizzy!"
Everyone looked at each other, a shiver running down their spines.
If it were in the past, they wouldn't believe in parallel dimensions even if they were beaten to death.
But now, most people in this room were seventh-tier ability users.
With powers like summoning lightning and hearing thunder, all sorts of absurd things had happened, making parallel dimensions seem not so far-fetched.
An Nuan said, "If it really is a parallel dimension, then these names are the children born to another version of us in another dimension?"
The red lines also started from the page where her name appeared.
They hadn't been there before.
Although it was difficult to explain, this explanation seemed to be the most reasonable.
Fu Yunting pointed to the names of the three juniors and said:
"But, judging by the continuation of the red lines, these three names are all below ours."
As they were contemplating, another name appeared on the ancestral record.
Fu Si'an!
Who the heck was this again? They were dizzy!