Chapter 21

When Wu Fan met the son of the head manager of Huayuelou, An Yuanshan, a phrase suddenly came to his mind, a classic one—God closes a door for you, but he won’t open another window; he will only use the door to crush your head. Yes, the son of the great manager An probably looked just like that.

Wu Fan silently observed the son of the great manager An. How to describe him... He had a full forehead, a square chin, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a wide mouth, and a broad nose. Compared to the plump figure of the great manager An, he was a bit thinner, but not by much. His head was like a "鞠" (a ball used in Cuju) that had been kicked flat, and his body was like a "鞠" that hadn't been kicked flat. In short, three words... It's a monster!!!

Unable to bear the sight, Wu Fan couldn't believe that such a good person, such a plump and adorable old fatty, could have a son like this! He quickly tiptoed and peered behind the approaching figure, hoping he had made a mistake. Behind that broad and solid body, there must still be a cute little fatty.

"Cough, cough!"

The great manager An cleared his throat twice, pulling the monster... uh, the son, and introduced him: "General Wu, no need to look further. This is my son, An Lushan!"

"Who?"

Wu Fan thought he must have heard wrong.

The great manager An sighed and repeated, "My son, An Lushan!"

Wu Fan blinked, reached out to embrace the short and plump body of the great manager An, and walked to the side, grimacing for a long time before saying solemnly, "Great manager An, you've worked hard. To treat your adopted son so well, look at me! I, Wu Fan, have lofty ambitions and a good appearance, and I've been recognized by many. Look... if you need a godson, let me try?"

The great manager An: "... Do you have any shame?"

The great manager An, who was both amused and exasperated, looked at Wu Fan, who clearly had no sense of shame or propriety, and shook his head. "General Wu, if there's a problem, just say it. Don't... don't treat people like this!"

Wu Fan quickly clasped his hands and said with great respect, "I dare not! Absolutely not! If the great manager An says so, how can I not comply? Let me think of a good plan, and I will definitely make sure your son is selected!" He paused and added, "You know, those who can join the Yingyangwei are all related to the Yingyangwei. After all, the rule is that the son follows the father's profession. I wonder about the great manager An's ancestors...?"

The great manager An understood and pulled out a piece of paper from his sleeve, handing it to Wu Fan. "It's getting late, and I must take my leave. I will have someone clean this courtyard tonight, and then invite General Wu to move in. No matter what, we merchants believe in 'if the deal doesn't go through, the friendship remains.' No matter the outcome, don't worry too much, take care of yourself!"

Wu Fan looked down at the ancestral proof in his hand, and the two thousand silver taels and a house hidden inside. His eyes narrowed, and he patted his chest. "Great manager An, rest assured! Take your time! Take your time!"

From a distance, An Lushan, who had been silent, coldly snorted and asked with a hint of disdain, "Father! Do you really trust him to make this happen?"

An Yuanshan raised an eyebrow and, after a long pause, slowly said, "He's a smart man."

Such an evasive answer did not satisfy An Lushan. He asked again, "A greedy and petty man cannot accomplish great things!"

An Yuanshan smiled and shook his head but said nothing. He trusted his judgment and believed his investment would pay off. This was the experience he had accumulated over forty years, something his son could not match. Even though his son was also a smart man, he had already seen the family's problems and had proactively requested to join the Yingyangwei...

After An Yuanshan and his son An Lushan left, Wu Fan, while inspecting his new residence, frowned deeply. He had just heard a name that was truly significant... An Lushan? That was a fat and ugly man, and this one was also a fat and ugly man... Could there be a connection between the two? But if you calculate the time, it doesn't add up. This world is not the same as the original world!

Just as Wu Fan was scratching his head in confusion...

"Ding! System update complete!"

Without hesitation, Wu Fan found a place to sit, entered the system space, and asked bluntly, "I just met someone named An Lushan. You know who An Lushan is, right? In the original world, he was the 'An' in the 'An-Shi Rebellion.' What's going on? Will historical figures from that world appear in this world?"

"Ding! First, this is a chaotic parallel space, overlapping with the host's original world to some extent. Second, the person you met may be that An Lushan, or it might just be a coincidence. Third, the host should judge everything for themselves. Additionally, this world has been disrupted by Dong Zhuo, causing many historical figures to appear at different times. Although their paths have been distorted, their personalities can still be referenced from the original world."

Wu Fan: "... Can you speak in plain language?"

After a long pause, Wu Fan sighed, "What you said is as good as nothing. A bunch of gibberish, I can't even understand it. I'll have to figure it out myself. Sigh..."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for understanding the essence of evil—false accusation. Although it was not successful, the intention is commendable. Reward: 300 evil points. Please continue to work hard!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for understanding the essence of evil—using public office for personal gain. Reward: 500 evil points for accepting 2,000 silver taels and a house. Please continue to work hard!"

"Ding! Host has accumulated 1,100 evil points. Please continue to work hard!"

After three consecutive announcements, Wu Fan scratched his head for a long time, suddenly remembering Hu Che'er, and asked, "Hu Che'er is gone. What's going on? Is he not a character created by the system? Why does he still retain his memories from the previous life?"

"Ding! I can't explain it clearly, but I can say that the system created his body from his original world, captured his soul, and mixed in his memories, forming him."

Wu Fan's pale face was almost twisted. He tentatively asked, "So, he has self-awareness and might... run away and join someone else, and even turn around and attack me? Is that what you mean?"

"Ding! Correct! The system does not force historical figures to be bound to the host. At most, it increases their goodwill towards you. This is a test of the host's leadership skills. A person who cannot lead others is not a great villain!"

Wu Fan: "... Damn it! What are you talking about? It doesn't make sense!"

After a long silence, Wu Fan rubbed his head in frustration and said, "Alright! I have no more questions. Get lost!"

"Ding! First, this is the system space, and only the host can leave. Second, 'get lost' is a vulgar term with a strong insulting connotation. Please say 'roll over, little cow'! Finally, host—roll over, little cow!"

Then...

Wu Fan was thrown out of the system space, opening his eyes with a mix of amusement and exasperation.

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