It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists-Chapter 380: Schrödinger’s Mu Zhian

Although most of the Dao Integration experts he knew weren’t in their true bodies, and Yao Meng’s spiritual energy hadn’t been fully replenished, what about the Demon Empress?

What about Shang Yanfei?

Couldn’t any of them tell that he wasn’t ‘alive’?

Lan Feiying’s eyes were also filled with doubt. “That’s why I’m also confused… There’s nothing wrong with your aura. Could it be the Heavenly Dao’s influence that’s preventing us from signing the contract?”

Mu Zhian’s expression was subtle. “No… Just as you said, the Heavenly Dao can’t directly influence our contract.”

“If the Heavenly Dao could directly interfere, it wouldn’t need to choose Chosen Ones to represent its will.”

“Even the Heavenly Dao must abide by the rules of heaven and earth… because it can’t easily modify the order of the world.”

But if that were the case, his inability to sign the contract with Lan Feiying couldn’t be explained.

Mu Zhian’s face turned grim. He knew he was undoubtedly alive, but the problem with Lan Feiying’s contract was inexplicable.

“Could I be Schrödinger’s Mu Zhian…?” he muttered.

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Lan Feiying hesitated. “Schrödinger…?”

“Mmm… It’s a scientific concept. It’s a bit complicated to explain.”

Mu Zhian’s mood was complex. He picked up his teacup, wanting a sip, but found it empty.

He put down the cup. “For example, if you put me in a box, there are two possible outcomes: either I’m alive or dead. But an outside observer can only know whether I’m dead or alive after opening the box.”

Lan Feiying’s eyes flickered. “You mean, this contract can’t determine whether you’re dead or alive, so we can’t sign it?”

The current Mu Zhian was like being in a box, and the parchment contract was the outside observer.

Without opening the box, it was impossible to know whether Mu Zhian was dead or alive.

Mu Zhian continued, “In other words, I’m both dead and alive.”

“Because I’m currently in a ‘box.’ To be precise, I’m similar to Mengrou. Someone erased my existence long ago, shielding me from heavenly secrets, so no outside observer can confirm whether I’m dead or alive.”

But what was their purpose?

Shielding him from heavenly secrets, even preventing the system, which didn’t belong to this world, from determining his life or death… Did that person go through so much trouble just for fun?

Lan Feiying’s eyes flickered, her heart filled with uncertainty. “If that’s the case, it does explain why the parchment contract can’t be signed. To it, you’re neither alive nor dead.”

She looked into Mu Zhian’s eyes. “To this parchment contract, and even to my system, you don’t exist in this world.”

Mu Zhian collected his thoughts, staring at the parchment contract on the table. After a long silence, a shiver ran down his spine.

Most people in the Nine Provinces knew the name Mu Zhian, but the system, which was external to this world, couldn’t determine whether ‘Mu Zhian’ was dead or alive, or even if he existed.

“When did I cease to belong to this world?”

“Was it from the very beginning, or was it after I awakened my past life memories that my existence was erased?”

“But if that’s the case, why does the Heavenly Dao know of my existence and even arrange for the ‘Chosen Ones’ to use me as a stepping stone?”

Mu Zhian’s face turned grim. An unbelievable, daring thought crossed his mind, and his eyes widened slightly.

“What’s wrong? You seem to have thought of something.”

Lan Feiying asked with concern, her usually seductive eyes filled with worry.

Mu Zhian didn’t answer, his mind racing.

Come to think of it, the Heavenly Dao has always treated me as a ‘stepping stone,’ one to be trampled upon by the Chosen Ones.

But I have such a close relationship with the Heavenly Court. Not only can I modify its rules, but I even have a ‘new Heavenly Dao’ there, intending to replace the current Heavenly Dao of the Nine Provinces… Why doesn’t the Heavenly Dao of the Nine Provinces know anything? Why hasn’t it targeted me, but instead treats me as an insignificant stepping stone?

Because of a ‘disguise.’

I’m not a villain, nor am I a stepping stone. I was deliberately given the identity of a ‘stepping stone’ to shield myself from heavenly secrets, to make the Heavenly Dao think of me as an ordinary stepping stone, a diversion…

Mu Zhian took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Collecting his thoughts, he asked, “Feiying, since the system is bound to you, can you see my information or something?”

Lan Feiying sighed. “I wish I could, but the system only gives me missions. Completing missions earns points that can be exchanged for items in the point shop. There are no other noteworthy functions.”

She sounded regretful. “If I had known, I would have left Ye Yu for you to deal with.”

Feiying is so kind to me, even willing to give me the kill and the gold… Mu Zhian felt a warmth in the cold winter, and his expression softened.

“It’s fine. Although it’s a pity, since it’s you, Feiying, I can accept it,” Mu Zhian smiled.

But he clearly hadn’t recovered from the shock of the truth, his face still pale.

Lan Feiying’s eyes were filled with worry. She suddenly reached out, embraced the back of Mu Zhian’s head, and pulled him towards her.

Mu Zhian’s face buried itself in her soft bosom. Although separated by the fabric of her cheongsam, he could still feel its weight and softness.

As her seductive fragrance filled his senses, Mu Zhian closed his eyes, involuntarily sinking into the warmth.

In this world full of schemes and betrayals, only the weight of a woman’s embrace could offer some comfort…

Lan Feiying stroked Mu Zhian’s hair, her eyes gentle. She whispered, “Don’t worry. No matter what the Heavenly Dao wants, I’m on your side.”

“Even if it means going against the Heavenly Dao?” Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Lan Feiying lowered her eyes and chuckled softly. “To me, you’re my only good little brother.”

“Do you remember what you said to me when I first arrived in Tianxuan City?”

Mu Zhian was silent for a moment. “I said I wanted to marry a woman like you, Feiying.”

That was before he awakened his past life memories, before he became a spoiled young master.

The Mu family in Tianxuan City was powerful and influential, and everyone was wary of them. Mu Zhian was the young master of the Mu family… With power and no restraints, it wasn’t surprising that a sixteen-year-old boy would be blinded by beauty.

But even when he was a spoiled, wasteful young master, Lan Feiying had never looked down on him.

A silent, ambiguous atmosphere filled the room. Lan Feiying looked down at the young man in her arms, opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but held back.

After a long time, Mu Zhian lifted his head from her fragrant embrace and looked into her seductive eyes and at her inviting lips.

As their gazes met, unspoken words seemed to pass between them.

“Aaaa?”

Suddenly, a melodious voice, like a song, echoed through the room.

Mu Zhian snapped out of his daze and turned his head abruptly, seeing a woman standing beside them.

She was a beautiful woman with long silver hair, holding a large meat bun and taking a bite.

She noticed Mu Zhian’s gaze, hesitated for a moment, and offered him the bun.

“No, thank you. You eat…” Mu Zhian politely declined.

Lin Ling hummed in response and glanced at the tea on the table.

Mu Zhian immediately understood and poured her a cup. “Please.”

Lin Ling took a bite of the meat bun, then a sip of tea, repeating the process elegantly until she finished the bun. She licked her fingers, seemingly wanting more.

Lan Feiying stared at the woman in surprise, still stunned.

She knew that Lin Ling and Mu Zhian had a relationship, but she hadn’t expected them to be so close.

“By the way, Sister Lin Ling, is there something you need?” Mu Zhian asked after she finished eating.

Lin Ling dipped her finger in the tea and wrote on the table: You seem to be in trouble, so I came to help.

Mu Zhian was stunned. “How did you know Feiying and I encountered a problem?”

Lin Ling blinked her red eyes, then turned her head away and tried to whistle.

She blew hard, but no sound came out, her cheeks puffing out in frustration.

Mu Zhian rubbed his forehead.

He felt like the atmosphere had changed ever since Lin Ling appeared.

“Forget it. Since you know I have a problem, do you know how to solve it?”

Lin Ling nodded matter-of-factly and wrote a sentence on the table.

“The second portion of Heavenly Dao Energy can absorb luck willingly given by others.”

“…”

Mu Zhian stared at the innocent silver-haired beauty in astonishment.

“What a coincidence…?” he murmured.