Chapter 241: Smoky-Eye Jiang Ran’s Scheme Against the Primary Personality
But it had nothing to do with him. He slung the backpack over his shoulder;
inside that backpack were several Molotov cocktails.
He did not return to the management office but went back to his home in Room 304.
After getting home.
Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran was in the living room and saw the ancient beautiful lady kite that, long ago, the other alternate personalities had taken from the kite serial killer Wang Nuli.
He only glanced at it and did not linger to admire it.
Because he knew he would soon be forcibly pulled back into the inner landscape world by the Danger Warning System.
At that moment, he sat on the sofa.
The strange smile that used to frequent his face was gone, replaced by an all-consuming frost.
It was very cold around him.
The air seemed to have frozen solid. Especially in the dead of night, the silence—despite the lights being on—felt oppressive.
Light should bring security, but every time people looked at him, that sense of safety vanished instantly.
"The main personality sure is lucky."
"When he was on Earth, he met many people who helped suppress us."
"That alone would be fine."
"Then there’s time travel, and systems binding him—what other bullshit could appear on him?"
"And this System is so annoying. It lets us out to deal with crises, and once the crisis is resolved, it pushes us back with no power to resist."
"Are we its damn disposable wipes?"
These thoughts kept cycling through his mind.
Gradually, an unwillingness and irritation filled Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran’s eyes, but in the next moment those feelings vanished and were replaced by shock.
"Wait—did I miss something?"
"The Danger Warning System must favor the main personality when it comes to main versus alternate personalities."
"But every time the System acts, it never helps the main personality directly wipe us out;
it just uses us as disposable wipes..."
"So what if the main personality dies? Completely disappears?"
"If he dies, will the System still help him?"
"Before, we and the main personality couldn’t directly meet in the inner landscape world like that last time."
"Therefore, none of us could kill the other."
"But now it’s different."
"If next time, the outside world’s main personality—who only retains kind memories—encounters a crisis he can’t resolve, and the System drags us out, then the alternate personality pulled out intentionally pretends to be overwhelmed, causing the full-version main personality to restore."
"Once the full-version main personality enters the inner landscape world."
"All of our alternate personalities strike together and eliminate him."
"And then it’s mission accomplished?"
All of this raced through Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran’s mind.
The more he thought about it, the more plausible it felt.
However, executing this plan posed huge problems.
First: persuading every alternate personality to join.
That alone would be very difficult.
Second: the medication from America that the main personality Jiang Ran had been taking had suppressed several of the most perverse alternate personalities into sleep.
Without those few, could the remaining alternates together eliminate the main personality?
"Oh right—those pills... get rid of all those American meds. Anyway, the main personality doesn’t have much money;
I doubt he can buy them again!!!"
Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran abruptly stood up, ready to walk into the room and pour those bottles of American medicine down the toilet.
At that moment.
The System’s voice descended into his mind.
[ Ding! Crisis detected resolved. Alternate personality returning! ]
With a bang.
Jiang Ran’s body collapsed back onto the sofa.
Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran was forcibly pulled back into the inner landscape world.
Round 28, Day 6.
A little after one in the morning.
Jiang Ran woke up holding his head, face contorted in pain.
Upon waking.
He suddenly screamed.
"No! Don’t chase me! Don’t bite me!!!!"
Then Jiang Ran shot up from the sofa, staggering as he nearly fell.
He realized he was no longer at the construction sites but back in his own home.
"Was that a dream?"
Images of being chased by dogs still raced through his mind.
The pain in his butt and the large patches of blood on his body also told him it was not a dream.
Once again, an alternate personality had saved his life.
"Hiss—every time an alternate personality comes out, I lose part of my memory."
This time, Jiang Ran’s memory only went as far as being beset by two dogs and struggling with them.
Everything after that was blank.
Still, he had grown used to it.
"Just wonder how Fang Xiao and the others are doing? Sigh, I should still get my wounds treated at the hospital."
He changed out of his bloody outer clothes and pants.
He left Room 304.
He went down to the first floor of the apartment building.
Stepping outside, the smell of blood hit his nose strongly.
Following the scent to the left side of the building, he saw someone there killing dogs.
The ground was littered with the corpses of several large dogs.
Looking closely, the person was Fang Xiao.
Where he got a big lamp and a water pipe from, Jiang Ran had no idea.
And where was Old Dog?
Jiang Ran didn’t concern himself;
he didn’t want to get involved.
He just wanted to go to the hospital to treat his wounds.
He checked his phone—now it was already two in the morning.
He sighed and looked up at the moon, half-covered by clouds.
He walked to the gate and noticed someone still standing outside the security guard booth.
It was the security guard Xiao Xing.
Seeing him, Jiang Ran asked, "Huh? Are you on the night shift? You haven’t slept yet at this hour?"
Xiao Xing looked at the scattered stars in the night sky and, hearing Jiang Ran, lowered his head and said, "Yes, I’m on the night shift tonight, but I’m also waiting for someone."
Jiang Ran frowned in puzzlement. "Waiting for someone? Like waiting for a delivery?"
He assumed Xiao Xing had ordered food;
otherwise, who could he be waiting for at this hour?
Speak of the devil.
At that moment.
A white van drove out of the darkness and slowly stopped in front of the apartment gate.
A door opened.
A stylishly dressed man in his forties stepped out of the van first.
Honestly, judging by appearance, the man could easily pass for under thirty.
What betrayed him were the composed air about him and the crow’s-feet at his eyes.
Behind him came another man.
This second man also looked under thirty from his appearance.
But compared to the first man, he genuinely looked his age, not like the older man who simply looked young.
And in terms of clothing, he was nothing like the stylish flair of the first.
In fact, most men around him paled in comparison to the first man’s fashion sense.
Xiao Xing warmly opened the face-recognition gate for the first man and ran out to hug him.
The first man accepted the hug and said, "Xiao Xing, I didn’t expect we’d meet again."
Xiao Xing released him and flashed a smile. "I didn’t expect it either. But that just shows our fate."
Jiang Ran watched this scene and still hadn’t figured out who these two were.
Then the second man walked up to him, smiling, and said, "Hello, you must be Assistant Manager Jiang Ran?"
"We’re new tenants. Xiao Zhang told us to come to the apartment first and then get our respective apartment keys from you."
"Oh—keys? They’re on the management office desk on the first floor. You can just take them yourselves."
So it turned out they were new residents;
it was just their arrival time that was creepily late.
Not only creepy.
When Jiang Ran saw the two of them, the Danger Warning System in his head chimed again.
One points +9, the other points +10.
"If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving."
Jiang Ran decided not to deal with all this nonsense;
he needed to go to the hospital to treat his wounds.