After hanging up the phone, An Chen first took a headshot of Su Xiaojiu, then briefly asked about Su Xiaojiu's personal information, such as her age and date of birth.
After making minor digital alterations, he sent the information to Yuan Lihuan.
Immediately after, An Chen glanced at the time on his phone and pulled Su Xiaojiu to her feet.
“Let’s quickly change back into our clothes and head out.”
Su Xiaojiu had changed back into her Kyushu Continent-style clothes before her Transmigration, and An Chen was still wearing the white Qingfeng Sect Disciple uniform.
They needed to change clothes before going out.
Two minutes later, the two stood in front of the elevator.
An Chen, however, was not in a hurry to press the elevator button; instead, he waited quietly.
After a while, he found the right moment and pressed the button.
The elevator slowly ascended, then its doors opened in front of them.
“What are you doing?”
Watching An Chen’s series of actions, Su Xiaojiu was a bit bewildered.
“Wait, when we’re next to each other later, don’t say anything; just smile.
Remember, don’t say anything at all.”
“Smile?”
Su Xiaojiu thought for a moment and forced out a brilliant smile.
“Like this?”
“Tone it down a bit.”
An Chen pressed the first-floor button, and the elevator slowly descended.
As it passed the second floor, the elevator suddenly chimed and stopped.
The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing Zhao Jing holding a bag of household trash outside.
“Oh, it’s Xiao Chen, what a coincidence!”
Zhao Jing walked in smiling, holding the trash, and was about to press the first-floor button when she noticed An Chen had already pressed it.
An Chen, looking well-behaved, smiled and waved.
“Who is this?”
Zhao Jing saw Su Xiaojiu standing shoulder-to-shoulder with An Chen and, seeing that they seemed to know each other, asked curiously.
“She’s my classmate.
Her mom entrusted me to tutor her on weekends.
I’m just seeing her downstairs.
You’ve met her before, about a year ago, downstairs.
She was shorter and a bit fatter then, and you even asked if she was my girlfriend.
Auntie, don’t you remember?”
“Ah—”
Watching Su Xiaojiu smile sweetly and An Chen speak as if it were true, Zhao Jing seemed to genuinely remember.
“I remember, I remember!
I’m going to throw out the trash.
You and your classmate chat!”
Upon reaching the first floor, Zhao Jing exited the elevator first, leaving the two behind.
“I came here a year ago?”
Su Xiaojiu walked beside An Chen, asking in a low voice.
“Like hell you did.
You were still plotting to run away from home in the Kyushu Continent at that time.”
An Chen looked up at Zhao Jing, who was going to throw out the trash, and said, “It’s just to give her a hint, to leave her with an impression.
People are very uncertain about their own memories.
Sometimes, whatever others say, that’s what it becomes.”
Moreover, people will also imagine things that don’t exist.
With An Chen saying this today, Zhao Jing might genuinely “remember” An Chen and Su Xiaojiu meeting her downstairs before.
Perhaps she would even imagine some special relationship between the two, but An Chen didn’t care what she misunderstood; in fact, he even hoped Zhao Jing would misunderstand, as that would be better.
Zhao Jing and Zhou Xin Xin were the people she interacted with the most, followed by classmates, teachers, and the internet cafe owner.
“But why do you want her to have this impression?”
“If no one in this world knows or remembers you besides me, then you don’t exist, understand?”
“Don’t exist?”
“This is in a social sense.
Everything about you happened in the Kyushu Continent, not in our world.
What I’m doing now is helping you complete your ‘past’ in this world.
Only with a past can there be a future, do you understand?”
“A little.”
Actually, she didn’t understand at all.
An Chen didn’t expect her to understand either.
“Wait, you were waiting… waiting for the elevator just to meet that person?”
“Yes, she comes downstairs to take out the trash at 7 PM every night, very punctually.”
An Chen, at the elevator, was calculating the time for Zhao Jing to get the trash and go out, then entering the elevator before Zhao Jing pressed the button.
By the time Zhao Jing pressed the elevator, they would already be in it.
It wasn’t always possible to calculate precisely, but it didn’t matter; at worst, he and Su Xiaojiu would just stand downstairs for a while.
The two strolled around casually for a couple of rounds, only returning home after confirming that Zhao Jing had gone back inside.
An Chen picked up his phone again, this time wanting to see if any Transcendents in the vicinity or within South City had posted any information online.
The Transcendents nearby, and the areas they Transmigrated to in the Kyushu Continent, were basically a one-to-one correspondence.
Although the Kyushu Continent was clearly much larger than China, this could also be achieved through “scaled-down” Transmigration.
In short, if two Transcendents were ten meters apart on Earth, then in the Kyushu Continent, their positions might be scaled according to the ratio, with the distance possibly becoming thirty meters or even fifty meters, depending on the ratio of land area between Earth and Kyushu.
However, this was only An Chen’s conjecture and had not been practically verified.
But, as several Transcendents in South City repeatedly mentioned “Qingfeng City” and a few times “Qingfeng Sect” in their posted messages, An Chen basically confirmed this idea.
While scrolling through his phone, An Chen suddenly saw a video inexplicably shoot to the top of the hot search list, not just on one app, but on multiple apps.
Not only that, multiple apps simultaneously pushed notifications, all of them, without exception, about this video.
This video had just been published, with no views, no likes, and no comments.
The level of popularity, in theory, is calculated from data like likes and comments, but in reality, website officials will fine-tune hot searches according to their own ideas.
They could, of course, suddenly make a news item drop from hot search, or make it climb to the top.
And this video was clearly the work of the website.
When An Chen clearly saw that the account publishing the video was “Kunpeng,” bearing the official account identifier, he immediately realized that this was an official act.
An Chen curiously clicked on the video to view its content.
The video was presented in an animated style, much like the safety instructions played in subway stations.
Initially, the screen was divided into two black-bottomed halves.
On top were two maps; the one on the left was not very standard, looking more like a doodle version of the world map, while the other side showed another map.
An Chen could discern nine distorted landmasses, which were likely the Kyushu Continent.
“These are two worlds.”
A sweet female voice suddenly sounded as a voiceover.
“On the left is our world, and on the right is a world most people haven’t encountered, called Kyushu.”
“The two worlds were originally unrelated, and neither could affect the other.”
“But now, the two worlds have intertwined.”
