As for whether Xia Zhiyue would deny it, Xing Yuan certainly wouldn't let her leave. At most, she would move from Xia Zhiyue's place to her sister's, a different concept but the same outcome. (*^w^*)
Xia Zhiyue felt a little awkward interacting with Xing Yuan, who had returned to her normal self.
Before, in her mind, Xing Yuan was just a child. But now she was a mentally sound adult, and Xia Zhiyue naturally couldn't treat her the same way as before.
"Um... what do you like to eat? How do you want your room decorated? I'll get things for you later."
"Hmm~ Anything is fine, I'm easy to take care of. I like whatever my sister likes." Xing Yuan's gaze lingered intensely on Xia Zhiyue's face, showing no restraint.
"Okay, I understand." Xia Zhiyue's eyes darted away, unable to meet Xing Yuan's gaze.
This is a disaster!
With the power of money, these arrangements were made quickly. The government, in recognition of their contributions during the disaster, also granted them preferential treatment.
Only Ran Fangxu, after finishing his urgent tasks, decided to talk to Xing Yuan.
"I heard Bi Cheng'e is your father?" This matter should have been handled by professionals, but Ran Fangxu had his own agenda. Relying on his years of service to the country, the leaders were willing to grant him this favor.
"He's more of an adoptive father!" Xing Yuan emphasized, not wanting to be held accountable later. Over the years, quite a few people had died on the experimental tables.
"Is that so! How much do you know about him? And do you know anything about the outbreak of the zombie virus this time?" Ran Fangxu casually placed the recorder on the table and began the conversation, devoid of personal emotion.
"Not really! He always stayed in the laboratory, and we were usually only assigned small tasks. I think among everyone in the lab, besides himself, no one else knows what research he was actually doing."
Xing Yuan's eyes held a hint of sarcasm. If he hadn't always trusted no one, she might not have been able to get away so easily now!
"What are your plans for the future?"
"Of course, to be a law-abiding citizen. What else would I do?" Xing Yuan smiled faintly, her expression as calm as still water.
Ran Fangxu turned off the recorder. "Next, I want to ask you a personal question. That thing, you were the one who sent it, weren't you!"
Others might not be aware, but he possessed Bi Cheng'e's original notes from back then. Although the handwriting was similar, professional analysis could still find subtle differences. A person's small habits are difficult to completely change.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Xing Yuan shook her head, but the smile on her lips told Ran Fangxu that she had done it, and so what?
Ran Fangxu wasn't angry; he felt only relief at knowing the truth. Although as a researcher he liked to get to the bottom of things, sometimes there was also the saying: it's better to be blissfully ignorant.
Finally, he said sincerely, "Then, I wish you all the best in achieving your desires in the future!"
She certainly would, no need for others to say. (=^▽^=)
One year after the apocalypse ended, buildings began to rise across the land. Although they were still very rudimentary compared to before, many national activities had gradually resumed.
The first priority after the disaster was to revive the economy.
Xia Zhiyue, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, was the first to volunteer. Becoming a star was her dream; she loved bringing joy to others with her singing.
The first batch of selected individuals were basically all espers. The government quickly established an organization to manage them after the disaster. Those skilled in combat were dispatched to deal with those with ill intentions.
Since the appearance of superpowers, the "bad guys" in society had also increased. The emergence of superpowers was a coincidence; this power itself was neither good nor evil, but depended on the people who wielded it.
Those with construction-related abilities helped with disaster reconstruction.
Espers whose powers were flashy but lacked combat effectiveness became guides for the public, helping them recover from the grief of losing loved ones and families.
Xia Zhiyue's wood-elemental ability had some combat power, but the government was also democratic. With so many espers, one more or one less didn't make much difference.
Xing Yuan recently discovered that she couldn't tease Xia Zhiyue anymore. She had been very direct, but Xia Zhiyue either pretended not to hear her or deliberately misinterpreted her words.
Since Xia Zhiyue started developing her career, she became even busier, rehearsing outside all day and avoiding coming home as much as possible, as if her home were filled with wolves and tigers.
Xia Zhiyue complained while munching on a steamed bun. Indeed! She had thought she was just raising a younger sister, and at most it would be a bit more expensive, but she never expected this "sister" to be so improper. Although she didn't dislike the feeling, she still felt quite uncomfortable whenever they were in the same space.
"Sister Xia, your sister is here to see you," Wen Anqian called out excitedly as she ran in.
She was currently a probationary member, and her permanent status would depend on her performance.
Qing Xiaoyan also returned to her old profession, but with a different group of people to mentor.
Xia Zhiyue hesitantly walked out and said, with a serious expression, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to bring you lunch, Sister!" Xing Yuan cheerfully handed over the lunchbox.
"You made it?" Xia Zhiyue looked surprised.
"Of course not, but I bought it from your favorite shop." Xing Yuan wished she could cook for her sister herself, but her talent in that area was almost zero.
"Mm!" Xia Zhiyue responded softly, took the lunchbox, and turned to go inside.
After walking a short distance, she realized Xing Yuan was still following her. "Aren't you going back?"
"Doesn't Sister welcome me? I haven't seen Sister rehearse yet! Can't I go in and watch as your sister?" Xing Yuan deliberately emphasized the word "sister," as if reminding her of something.
Xia Zhiyue lowered her head, hiding her blushing face. Were they really still just pure siblings now?
"Of course, you're welcome!" Xia Zhiyue said this briefly before continuing to walk inside with her head down.
"Is this Sister Xia's sister? She's as beautiful as Sister Xia!" Wen Anqian exclaimed with admiration. So, beautiful people all knew each other.
Xing Yuan had fair, cool-toned skin, and her overall aura leaned towards aloofness. But the moment she smiled and spoke, she shattered everyone's perception of her as a goddess.
"Are you all Sister's teammates? I brought some snacks for everyone, please share. Don't worry, they're all low-sugar." Xing Yuan opened the backpack behind her and handed it to Wen Anqian.
She was the closest to her, and she couldn't possibly ask her sister to distribute them.
"How thoughtful!" Wen Anqian, who received the gift, although slightly disappointed that her goddess filter had broken, still praised her instinctively.