Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1051 - 1031: Anomaly

In the evening, the Luo Family sat in the base’s cafeteria, eating with a group of people who hadn’t returned home yet. Each one made their own specialty dish since there were enough ingredients.

In terms of expenditure, Luo Qianqian was very generous, ensuring every kind of ingredient was available.

Birds, land animals, and seafood were all in abundance.

Thus, the dishes were a feast for the eyes and taste, and everyone was incredibly happy.

Luo Yanran had also prepared fireworks and firecrackers early on, just waiting to set them off.

"Old Master, can you tell us the story you didn’t finish last time?" After drinking and eating, someone joyously approached Old Master Luo, having built a good relationship with him over the past few days.

Although Old Master Luo’s hair was graying, he was very knowledgeable, never falling behind during training, although the head instructor often threatened to tell the old madam because he did things not suited to his age.

They all agreed, at such an age, he should be enjoying his twilight years, yet the old master refused to be outdone, which wasn’t beneficial to his health.

Maintaining health is a peaceful matter, not something aggressive like this.

Luo Qianqian watched Old Master Luo with a smile as he told stories she had heard before.

"Back when I was young, Grandpa would always hold me and tell these stories. I wanted to play outside and wondered why I wasn’t a girl. Qhianqhian, why don’t you tell me what’s so special about being a girl?" Luo Yanran watched the old master animatedly tell stories, feeling speechless.

He never understood why it was a regret that he wasn’t a granddaughter when he was young.

Luo Qianqian chuckled lightly as she remembered listening to stories: "Girls idolize and think Grandpa is amazing, fulfilling Grandpa’s heart. Unlike Fourth Brother, who would surely say he could do better or want to go out and play."

Upon hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, Old Master Luo nodded in agreement.

When telling stories to Luo Qianqian, she was already grown, thus couldn’t be held in his arms like that brat did, often interrupting the mood of storytelling.

Luo Yanran glared incredulously at Luo Qianqian: "You’re so childish; those stories Grandpa tells are frightening, involving blood and eating bark! If it were me, I’d definitely enjoy driving a tank to destroy the enemy. That’d be thrilling!"

"Outdated equipment and scarce resources, otherwise it wouldn’t have been called an eight-year war." Luo Qianqian arched her eyebrow, disagreeing with Luo Yanran: "I feel it’s a miracle Grandpa survived and got this far, which is something for us descendants to be proud of. That’s the mission of our uncles and three brothers, pain will always exist, but only a strong family can lead to prosperity."

"Well said." Luo Xisi stood up, looking moved as she gazed at Luo Qianqian.

Old Master Luo nodded, "That’s why my granddaughter understands me best."

"Brothers have probably watched too many cliché shows, not paying attention to history," Luo Qianqian delivered her final blow...

Under his brothers’ gazes, Luo Yanran silently closed his mouth.

Okay, it’s his fault; why ruin such a joyful day?

Was it because Qin Nuan had gone home for New Year, leaving him feeling lonely?

Luo Xiying chuckled as she watched Luo Qianqian — indeed, having a niece is the best. If it weren’t for Luo Qianqian mediating, this ’irrational’ nephew would surely be beaten again, and she raised her glass in a smile.

But in the blink of an eye, her expression turned weirdly pale as she looked at Luo Qianqian.

Just a moment ago, a feeling of helplessness surged up, evoking a sense of powerful evil.

It was a force she’d never encountered before, yet she instinctively felt it was anything but just.

Luo Qianqian’s eyes flickered briefly as she stood up: "Oh dear, my stomach hurts, I need to use the bathroom."

She said this and dashed off.

What she sensed was a threat from Dandan; it seemed something was happening with it.

Since nurturing Dandan with her blood, her bond with it had increased, allowing her to feel its emotions even when apart, sometimes yearning, or feeling guilty, much like when Dandan broke things at home, it would obediently curl on the bed, radiating its regret, which Luo Qianqian sensed from afar.

"Get on." Once she exited the main door, she spotted Bai Yixian.

Bai Yixian sat on his silver-gray motorcycle, looking radiant and adding an air of ferocity.

"Big Brother Bai?" Luo Qianqian was momentarily surprised.

"Zhuzi went to play games at an internet café, you plan to go there, right?" As a Superpowered Individual, he could sense some unusual presence.

Luo Qianqian nodded, providing an address: "Shouldn’t we inform Uncle?"

"He likely knows, but right now, everyone can’t leave, right?" Bai Yixian didn’t elaborate, just handed Luo Qianqian a black helmet.

Luo Qianqian put on the helmet, sat on the motorcycle’s rear seat, and tightly hugged Bai Yixian’s waist.

Bai Yixian’s face turned slightly red, but he quickly regained composure, and the motorcycle sped away.

Luo Xiying stood at the cafeteria door, watching the familiar bike disappear, furrowing her brow, puzzled by what she just sensed.

Upon reaching home, Luo Qianqian directly rushed upstairs to her bedroom, finding Dandan curled in the blanket, lacking its usual vitality.

When she held it, she couldn’t feel the usual warmth.

"Dandan? What’s happening?" Luo Qianqian was urgently worried, and compared to earlier, the uncomfortable atmosphere was more intense here than at the base.

Indeed, as she walked, their building was the center of this presence.

Diffusing outward around them, she felt irritated even in her room as if her temper had flared.

She picked Dandan up, tucked it into the bag on her shoulder, turning to Bai Yixian behind her: "Big Brother Bai, let’s leave first, something’s wrong here."

Bai Yixian looked at Luo Qianqian with blood-red eyes, lacking the usual sparkle, seemingly overtaken by something.

Luo Qianqian’s mouth dropped open, her eyes fixating on Bai Yixian: "Big Brother Bai!"

Bai Yixian remained oblivious.

She waved a hand in front of him, but there was no emotional or facial response.

His expression was fierce yet unfamiliar, and he reacted like a paused figure, his breathing imperceptible.

This was no laughing matter; Luo Qianqian felt a rising panic, using both hands to shove Bai Yixian, but his body felt cold, lacking any warmth, as though he had been in icy surroundings for hours, stiff, unlike the person she had hugged earlier.

It felt ominous, yet nothing she tried could change him.

She struck the back of his neck with urgency, but still, nothing changed.

Looking around the tabletop, Luo Qianqian hesitated before picking up the crystal ball someone had given her, her gaze flickering uncertainly between it and Bai Yixian’s face, she gulped, knowing whether or not it worked, he’d be injured.

Just then, Bai Yixian moved.

His blood-red eyes turned a pitch-black, void of all whites.

Luo Qianqian watched this unsettling transformation with increasing fear.

This was anything but normal, she grabbed the crystal ball and swung it towards Bai Yixian.

A flicker of confusion passed through his eyes, but then he realized the crisis at hand, reaching to grasp Luo Qianqian’s arm, firmly clenching it.

The impact on her wrist was so strong that she dropped the crystal ball.