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Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Lost Song of the Deep (End)

After thirty minutes, the cruise ship slowly moved away from the storm. The bodies of the sirens were stacked in front of the two gates, and the remaining sirens eventually retreated back into the sea.

Ye Nianchu's hands were so tired that she lost consciousness, continuing to fight the sirens purely on instinct.


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As the sun rose, it painted the clouds in bright colors, and a gentle breeze blew across the blue sea.

Ye Nianchu closed the curtains and finally managed to get some restful sleep.

On the 19th day of the game, the Goni was heading back to its original course.

By the 20th day, the Goni was getting closer to finishing its journey.

A soft breeze brushed across the deck, the sea shimmered gently, and a few white clouds dotted the sky with sunlight streaming down.

Ye Nianchu leaned casually against the guardrail, her eyes reflecting the deep blue of the sea.

She was unsure how many points she would earn this round and hoped it would be worth it.

Qin Mubai reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "See you tomorrow, sister."

At that moment, the system's voice echoed in his ears: [Congratulations player, you have completed this round of the game ahead of schedule. Pass Points: 1000. Hidden Mission Points: 30.]

Before Ye Nianchu could respond, her vision gradually blurred.

[Congratulations player, you have completed this round early. Pass Points awarded: 1000; Hidden Mission Points: 50; Unlocking progress increased by 10.]

In the blank white space, the system's player information screen appeared.

[Player: Ye Nianchu Grade: F Points: 1270 Unlock Progress: 32]

With 1000 points and 10 more for unlocking, this was a good result.

Ye Nianchu closed the file on her desk and went to the study to handle some documents.


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At ten o'clock on Monday morning, Assistant Zhang arrived to report on his work as usual.

Although Ye Nianchu had been away from China for six months, she had remained in control of the Ye family's affairs, except for the initial period when her condition was too poor to manage anything.

"How are things going?" Ye Nianchu asked, casually spinning a pen.

"Everything is going smoothly according to your instructions," Assistant Zhang replied, holding several documents. "However, there's one thing. The other party has recently been in close contact with a power in M continent. We haven't yet identified which one."

Ye Nianchu was not surprised. It would have been unusual if the Shadow Alliance had not discovered this sooner.

"Keep investigating and inform me as soon as you find out."

"Yes, Miss."

Ye Nianchu glanced at her phone and then closed the file on her desk. She got up and went downstairs.

The assistant who had just come out of the office saw someone and froze for a few seconds, recognizing them as Miss's boyfriend. Curious, he discreetly took a few more glances before leaving, sure that Ye Nianchu had brought her boyfriend with her.


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Ye Nianchu looked at the lock on the door and pulled Qin Mubai back to take a fingerprint before they drove out.

She had mentioned she would join the organization this time. Today, Qin Mubai was bringing her along to introduce her to some people in the organization he led.

"Are you also involved with that organization?" Ye Nianchu asked, unsure.

Given their time playing games together, Qin Mubai didn’t seem like he was part of any organization.

Qin Mubai thought for a moment before responding, "In a way."

So, the boss was behind the scenes.

Inside the clubhouse, everyone stood up neatly as soon as Qin Mubai entered.

Duanlou's eyes widened in shock as he looked at the girl entering. If he wasn't mistaken, this was the girl from the painting!

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