Chapter 140: Cousin, Could It Be That I'm Ill?

Reborn in the Seventies: Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse Before Heading to the Countryside No Flowers Bloom in June 2470 words 2026-04-01 07:05:23

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Watching Qian Li’s stunned expression, Xu Lin stroked her chin and smiled warmly.
“There are many ways in this world to harm others without you ever realizing it.”
“But only someone with immense strength and skill can pull that off. We probably won’t ever encounter such a person.”
“Just how powerful would that kind of expert have to be?” Qian Li wiped the cold sweat from her brow, feeling as if she had just heard a foreign language.
“That’s hard to say.” Xu Lin smiled, choosing not to reveal that she had once been that very expert.
However, in this lifetime, she needed to rebuild her strength. To reach the level she had before, she still had a long, arduous journey ahead.
After some effort, Xu Lin managed to comfort Qian Li, and once Qian Li left, Xu Lin initiated the mind-link technique.
She wanted to see how Qin Fang was doing now.
The moment the link opened, Qin Fang’s furious roar filled her ears.
Qin Fang was truly livid—after all the trouble she had taken to raise Qian Li’s favor to 30, it had all plummeted into negative territory in the blink of an eye.
This time, Qin Fang was certain it was Xu Lin sabotaging her, as Qian Li had only been interacting with her recently.
What remained unknown was how Xu Lin had ruined her plans.
“Xiao Qi, aren’t you supposed to be scanning Xu Lin? Check if she has any secrets. Does she also have a system?”
“No data found, no data found. Xu Lin’s room is protected by a concealment array. I can’t detect anything, not even eavesdrop.”
The system’s voice was flat, yet Qin Fang caught a hint of irritation and froze in place.
Does a system have emotions? She had always thought it was a cold, mechanical machine.
But why couldn’t it detect Xu Lin? Could it be that Xu Lin also had an even stronger system like hers?
What was she supposed to do then?
“Host, I suggest focusing on completing your own objectives. Don’t meddle in other matters or provoke unrelated individuals.”
Xu Lin couldn’t help but chuckle softly. Qin Fang’s system was definitely a wild one—timid and easily intimidated.
Tsk tsk, so when the time came to deal with her, there would be no psychological burden at all.
Qin Fang was thoroughly frustrated; the good mood brought by her luck with two others vanished instantly.
Oh well, she’d focus on wooing others. As long as she completed her tasks, she would earn points—and with points, she...
Qin Fang couldn’t help but imagine the good things to come.

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The next day at work, Xu Lin walked alongside everyone, her little hands busy as she occasionally cast a talisman.
With every move Xu Lin made, Qin Fang’s expression darkened once more, followed immediately by a jolt of electric shock.
Even her system was speechless.
Others might lose favor points in small increments—one or two at a time—but not Qin Fang.
Her favor points plummeted like a torrent.
In fact, the faster the points rose, the faster they fell—no, the falling was even more rapid.
“Warning, target Huang Zishu’s favor points: -5.”
“Warning, target Lin Zihao’s favor points: -3.”
“Warning, target Wu Siyu’s favor points: -7.”
“Warning, target Han Hong’s favor points: -10.”
Four consecutive warnings were followed by punishment. Qin Fang collapsed stiffly to the ground from the shocks, and Su Liang failed to catch her.
Lying there, Qin Fang’s body convulsed as if possessed.
What shocked everyone most was that the allure emanating from Qin Fang faded swiftly as she fainted.
Especially the looks Huang Zishu and the others gave her—very strange indeed.
Huang Zishu pulled Lin Zihao into a corner. When no one was watching, he whispered,
“Cousin, I used to feel a strong attraction to Qin Fang. She seemed to glow, and just one glance made my heart race.
But just now, it was like my mind was plunged into ice water—I suddenly sobered up, and all my feelings vanished.”
Huang Zishu clutched his chest, looking frightened. “Cousin, am I sick or something?”
Lin Zihao’s expression was cold, his sharp features intensified by a furrowed brow that made him look even more captivating.
After a moment of thought, he said, “I felt the same way. Then suddenly, my mind cleared.”
As Lin Zihao spoke, his gaze fixed on the person lifting Qin Fang up. “Right after that, Qin Fang started convulsing.”
“Ah? Cousin, you think it’s related to Qin Fang?” Huang Zishu’s face showed alarm. “Could she be hiding some harmful trick?”
“Hard to say.” Lin Zihao frowned. “Be careful when you encounter her in the future. Always stay on high alert.”
“Got it, Cousin,” Huang Zishu wiped the sweat from his forehead, cursing inwardly.
He wondered who had sent that little spy of Qin Fang’s. Could it be aimed at his grandfather and the others?

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Recalling Qin Fang’s furtive approach toward his grandfather and company, Huang Zishu grew more uneasy and leaned close to Lin Zihao to whisper.
Lin Zihao nodded slightly and said softly,
“Zishu, you make a good point. Tonight, we’ll warn Grandpa and the others. They’ve been around longer than we’ve eaten meals—they won’t be fooled by Qin Fang.”
Lin Zihao narrowed his eyes, a murderous gleam flashing within them. “We’ll handle Qin Fang ourselves.”
“Okay, Cousin, I’m with you.” Huang Zishu nodded repeatedly, then noticed Lin Zihao’s gaze fixed on him and asked, “What is it?”
“Smile.”
Lin Zihao said the word coldly, leaving Huang Zishu momentarily stunned—smile for what?
“Smile, and don’t let anyone notice anything unusual about you.” Lin Zihao added.
“Oh, got it.” Huang Zishu rubbed his face vigorously, soon forcing a radiant, sunny smile.
That smile was infectious, making others want to lift their own lips.
Xu Lin, quietly observing the scene from a distance, twitched the corner of her mouth. That Huang Zishu must have learned acting.
Not long after Qin Fang was carried into the infirmary, she woke up—roused forcefully by the village doctor pinching her philtrum.
Barely opening her eyes and before she could whimper, the doctor began to scold her.
“Qin Zhiqing, your health is really poor. Fainting all the time. If you don’t want to work, then don’t sign up for rural labor. You waste your own time and disrupt others. That kind of mindset won’t do.”
The village doctor complained, clearly fed up with this female youth cadre—how many times had she fainted already?
“Can you watch your mouth? Didn’t you see she just passed out?”
Su Liang stepped forward to defend her but was scrutinized by the doctor with a dismissive sneer.
“You’re no prize either. A fine young man, yet you take more leave than you work. What exactly are you doing here in the countryside?”
Su Liang glared in frustration, but the doctor showed no mercy. The tension between the two was palpable.
“Just wait.” Su Liang threatened fiercely, then turned to help Qin Fang up, intending to say a harsh word and leave.
But when their faces met, he froze. Somehow, in this moment, Qin Fang didn’t stir his heart as much as before.