The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chapter 10 Unhappy and Mindless

Judging from the signature on the receipt, the head of household 3001 should be...

Not happy?

"This name is quite unique..."

Chen Jing stood outside the door of house 3001. After he checked the house number again and again to make sure it was correct, he carefully rang the doorbell.

"Ding--"

As the doorbell rings.

The cat's eyes that were still bright before turned dark instantly.

Although Chen Jing didn't have clairvoyant eyes, he could guess that the person behind the door was looking at him calmly through the peephole.

About half a minute passed.

The door opened.

But it only opened a crack.

The person behind the door seemed to be quite wary of Chen Jing. Only half of his face was exposed at the edge of the door. He looked like a teenage girl.

Um...two dimensions?

Chen Jing was a little surprised when he looked at the hem of Lolita's skirt in the crack of the door.

"Hello, I am Chen Jing, Chen Boxu's grandson." Chen Jing forced out a smile that he thought was very kind.

"Chen Boxu's grandson?"

The girl hesitated and opened the door hesitantly.

"Are you alright?"

The girl is wearing a Lolita dress with black as the main tone. There are some geometric patterns of unknown meaning looming on the exquisite lace skirt.

There is a huge silver pendant hanging on the girl's chest.

In the circle of hanging ornaments.

It is a quarter moon torn apart by exaggerated cracks.

Just like the "moon" hanging high in the sky.

The irregular crack looked like it was grinning widely, revealing a sarcastic smile...

"Is this the totem of [Moonlight Hermitage]?"

Chen Jing thought of the news he had seen on TV before, and couldn't help but think of the old man's views on this sect...

to be frank.

Although Chen Jing doesn't know the grandfather of this world very well, you can tell from the old man's tone how much he hates the people of this sect, and judging from his temperament of killing people if he disagrees...

This girl was neither targeted by the old man nor kicked out directly, which shows that she is definitely not simple.

"Hello! Are you just unhappy?"

While Chen Jing was asking questions, he was also looking at the other person calmly, thinking that the little girl named "Unhappy" was indeed good-looking.

No, it should be exquisite.

Just like a doll.

It always makes people want to pinch her face.

But looking at the other party's eyes that looked at him like a prisoner, Chen Jing stopped such wild thoughts.

Because he found that the little girl's name was indeed correct.

Unhappy.

She had no other expression from beginning to end, as gloomy and silent as a heroine with no attributes in an anime.

Sudden.

The girl standing behind the door spoke, with a hint of doubt in her eyebrows.

"Who's unhappy?"

Chen Jing was startled and quickly looked up at the house number.

"Isn't this 3001?"

"It's 3001, but there's no displeasure here. You're looking for the wrong one."

"But the house number is correct..."

Confused, Chen Jing took out the receipt from his pocket and handed receipt No. 3001 to the girl.

"I'm here to give you a property fee receipt. Can you see if the signature is yours?"

"..."

The girl took the receipt and looked at it, then looked up at Chen Jing.

"This receipt is mine, but the name is not... It should have been scrawled by that old madman. My name is Yan Que."

"Yanque?"

Chen Jing was stunned and hurriedly showed a very enthusiastic smile. Even if he had never smiled like this to anyone in the real world, he had to try hard to pretend now.

"My name is Chen Jing, I am...hey, don't close the door first!"

Chen Jing quickly stepped forward, trying to stop Yan Que from closing the door.

But in the next second, he felt a chill on his neck, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

I saw Yan Que protruding a metal cane as sharp as a spear from the crack in the door.

The front and sharpest tip of the cane was pointed at Chen Jing's throat.

Chen Jing had no doubt that if he dared to take another step forward, the girl would stab him through the throat with a cane in an instant.

"Chen Bofu is my grandfather!"

Chen Jing played the life-saving card without hesitation, and at the same time he kept praying in his heart... The old man must not be fooled by the silver pewter spear head. If the name cannot scare people, it will be in trouble!

"Then what?" Yan Que did not put down his cane, but still looked at Chen Jing expressionlessly.

"I know my grandfather has caused you a lot of trouble these days, and I'm really sorry..."

Chen Jing explained carefully, then took out a prepared apple from the plastic bag and tentatively handed it to Yan Que.

"As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. If there is anything I can do to help you in the future, please come to me... Can we be friends?"

At this moment, Chen Jing hated the nature of his house.

If in the real world I was not a social phobic but a social expert... I guess the current situation wouldn't be so embarrassing, right?

Yanque glanced at the apple handed over by Chen Jing, and perhaps sensing his sincere apology, he finally put down his cane and took the apple.

"Apology gift?"

"That's it."

"Because of what?"

"It's really a bit..."

"Oh, you said this."

Yan Que's tone softened slightly, but his expression of being repulsive remained unchanged.

"Your grandpa actually didn't cause me any trouble. I paid the property fees willingly."

Yan Que looked at the apple in his hand, with a trace of unconcealable joy in his eyes.

She smelled it first.

Then his teeth opened slightly and he took a gentle bite.

Instantly.

A refreshing fruity smell began to fill the air.

The aroma is a bit different from the apple smell in the real world.

Sweeter.

Refreshingly sweet.

"Did you hand over the money willingly?" Chen Jing looked at the little girl in disbelief and asked in confusion, "Were you not coerced or induced by him?"

Yanque shook his head and said nothing.

"I thought you were attracted by him..."

"Your grandpa is a nice guy, but a little crazy. And with him here... the property fee is quite worth it."

After saying that, Yanque turned around and walked into the house without closing the door.

Chen Jingzheng was wondering if this was inviting him into the house?

Before he could figure it out, Yan Que came back with a box of beautifully packaged chocolates in his hand.

"This kind of uncontaminated fruit is very expensive, and it's not easy to buy it in the city. I don't like to owe favors..."

Yan Que handed the chocolate to Chen Jing, his pale face showing a hint of sickness, and his tone was a bit softer than before.

"Forget about the apology gift, forget about making friends, I still like to be alone."

Chen Jing really wanted to say, "Me too," but seeing the other person's expression that he didn't want to say more, he decided to stop there.

Making friends is indeed something that society cannot control casually...

"but……"

Yanque paused for a moment before closing the door, and suddenly revealed half of his face to look at Chen Jing.

"If it's convenient, I would like to trouble you to help me go to 2901 downstairs and tell that crazy woman to stop hitting my little cutie with rocks..."

"What cutie?"

Yan Que did not answer Chen Jing's question, but the dark room behind her lit up with hundreds of scarlet eyes.

"Patience has its limits."

Yanque said softly, his eyes getting colder.

"One more time and I'll kill her."

As soon as the words fell, the door was closed.

Although Yan Que didn't explain much to Chen Jing, based on Chen Jing's feeling, this shouldn't be an ordinary neighborhood dispute. This seems to be a rhythm that could kill someone...

"Isn't there a normal person in this world?"

Chen Jing couldn't help but complain in his heart, and then looked at the chocolate in his hand and felt that this trip was not in vain.

This box of chocolates seems to be produced by [Moonlight Hermitage]. The outer packaging box has the totem used by their sect as their logo, and there are a few lines of small words printed on the back...

"It helps the old descendants repair their bodies...does this have a healing effect?"

Chen Jing read the instructions and entered the fire escape and chose to walk downstairs.

When he came to door 2901 downstairs...

No, to be precise, her house is gone.

The security door has been completely torn into more than a dozen pieces of uniquely shaped iron sheets, and is currently lying quietly in the corridor.

The original square door frame seemed to have suffered some violent impact, and the door opening showed an irregular oblique trapezoid shape.

Looking at the cracks on the wall that were as wide as a finger, Chen Jing felt that this floor must be a dangerous building if he couldn't stay there for a long time!

"2901..."

Chen Jing glanced at the house number at his feet, then took out the receipt and compared it.

The people upstairs were unhappy.

The one downstairs is called brainless.

The old man seems to be very good at giving people nicknames...

Chen Jing rubbed his face that was stiff from smiling before, tried his best to squeeze out a friendly smile again, and then raised his hand to knock on the deformed metal door frame.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"