Chapter 137 Fantasy

Outside the Gun Institute Academy, a group of about ten people had gathered around Ma Tan, who stood at the center with a faint smile on his face.

Having been in the Rose for so long, he did have a few acquaintances—some from the Gun Institute Academy, some from the Martial Dao Courtyard, some from the Wizard Academy, some from the Soul Beast Academy, and even a couple from the Institute of Potions. Things had been a bit chilly lately, and these guys had grown somewhat distant, but they hadn't completely cut ties. Since Ma Tan had taken the initiative to invite them, they couldn't exactly refuse.

For something like this, just catching them himself wouldn't be enough; it needed to be a spectacle, with everyone watching and agreeing.

"Brother Tan, you said there'd be something exciting going on. Where is it?" someone asked impatiently. With so many night activities available, standing outside the Gun Institute Academy in the cold for fifteen minutes was not what they had in mind.

"Brothers, don't worry, just wait a little longer," Ma Tan said, secretly calculating the time. It wasn't quite the right moment yet. He flashed a lecherous grin. "It'll be explosive soon, I promise you won't be disappointed!"

To be honest, he could tolerate Winnie Lee's arrogance, Luo Lan's oppression, and even Wang Feng's insults.

But he absolutely could not tolerate Rachel's disregard and disrespect!

That bitch had climbed up through his connections with Luo Lan, and now that she had her position, she had kicked him aside and even dared to ignore and insult him. Was life supposed to be that easy?

So he wasn't in a hurry to go inside.

The plan remained the same, but with a slight twist. He wanted everyone to see Rachel and Fantasia in their embarrassing state, their naked bodies intertwined. The details would be etched into the minds of these nosy onlookers and spread throughout the Rose Holy Sanctuary.

Fantasia had to die, Wang Feng had to die, and that bitch had to die too!

He wanted her to lose all dignity, to lose her position as head of the Gun Institute Academy, to fall back down to where she started. He wanted to see if she would come crawling back to kiss his noble feet.

One stone, three birds? This was more like hitting four targets with one shot.

Heh, it was a bit too good for Fantasia, though.

Ma Tan couldn't help but smile, then listened closely again, but still heard nothing significant.

Was it because the walls were too thick?

Still, ten minutes had passed since their agreed-upon time. Considering the drug's effectiveness and timing, a sinister look appeared on his face. "Let's go!"

Bang!

Ma Tan kicked open the training hall door, but instead of the expected scene, he found only empty lunch boxes, two scattered coats, and a woman's underwear.

But where were the people?!

The smile froze on Ma Tan's face.

His so-called friends seemed to have discovered a new continent, laughing and pointing at the large bra in his hand. "Brother Tan, you called us here just to see this? Did you leave it here?"

"Yeah, where's the excitement? Brother Tan, you're not messing with us, are you?"

"Fuck you!" Ma Tan roared. "They can't have gone far. They must be here. Search!"

"Search... search for what?" his friends were startled by his sudden rage.

"Search for them! That pair of dogs!" Ma Tan threw the bra to the ground and shouted, "Turn this place upside down if you have to, but find them!"

"Brother Tan, that's not right. We're not your lackeys. Speak politely."

"We're all disciples of the Holy Sanctuary. No need to act high and mighty."

"Exactly. We came here to give you face, not to be treated like dirt."

...

Meanwhile, the equipment storage room of the Gun Institute Academy was in disarray, evidence of a recent struggle.

Rachel knew she had been set up. Ma Tan must have switched her potion. It was highly concentrated, possibly with additional ingredients. Ma Tan wanted her to suffer along with him!

Fortunately, this was the Gun Institute Academy, a place she knew well. The old warehouse was unknown to outsiders.

Bathed in the dim moonlight filtering through the window, she could clearly see the man's flabby body and oily face, along with an expression that made her feel contemptuous.

What a waste, but maybe she could still get some benefits out of him. Shouldn't he be saying something now?

Rachel forced herself to put on a shy expression and finally spoke, "Ashi, today was just an accident. You know I want to focus on my cultivation..."

She expected the fat man to show disappointment or beg, but instead, he simply nodded and stood up.

Rachel was slightly taken aback, sensing something indescribable in Fantasia's eyes. He stared at her for over ten seconds, making her frown and feel disgust. She instinctively covered her ample chest, but Fantasia turned and walked away without another glance.

The door to the storage room opened and closed, and Fantasia left, dejected.

Rachel was stunned.

What was going on? Had the fat man lost his mind?

...

After much effort, Wang Feng finally crossed the small spatial exit and saw the familiar world of Yujiutian. Equipment attributes, INS interface, titles, Siri responding to his calls—it was all back. Ha, a genius indeed!

"The beautiful Earth, the richest man of Wang Village has returned!" he exclaimed, laughing and dancing. He had to call Yue Ran immediately. Logging out, Wang Feng returned to his shabby rental house and found his old phone.

Ring... ring... "The number you dialed is no longer in service..."

Impossible, this couldn't be true. He had secretly called Yue Ran before, and she wouldn't change her number!

No, he had to find her. He had completed his redemption. Just as he was about to rush out, a light circle appeared before him... like a teleportation spell. Was this real?

Old Wang rubbed his eyes. It was an illusion; he had already returned. A familiar figure appeared, exuding a queenly aura.

Karida???

Holy shit, no way, Da Ge, how did you even get here? What’s in your hand?

"Wang Feng! You’re mine, and you dare to run away? You’re dead meat. I’ll make you experience the true essence of the little whip!"

Old Wang tried to break free, but the fingers gripping his arm were thick and strong. Looking down, he couldn’t help but chuckle; those fingers were chubby, nothing like Karida’s slender and beautiful hands.

"Da Ge! Da Ge, have you gained weight? Look at your hands, oh my, this isn’t right..."

Old Wang was about to grab Da Ge’s hand for a closer look, but then Da Ge’s voice changed completely.

"A-Feng! Wake up!"

Old Wang jolted awake from his dream, only to see Fantasi standing by the bed, shaking his arm. That pudgy face was so close, looking suspiciously intent.

Wang Feng instinctively kicked out and pulled the blanket closer, "Fatso, you’re going to give me a heart attack! What are you doing? I’m in the Foundry, right? Who gave you the key?"

Fantasi’s voice was weak and dejected, "I made a copy myself."

"Holy shit..." Old Wang’s eyes widened. Was this guy a locksmith? Last time, he managed the keys at the Rune Academy, and now, in the Foundry, he’s done it again!

One Winnie specializes in burning locks, and one Fantasi specializes in making copies.

Just as Old Wang was about to curse, Fantasi shook his head, looking utterly lost, "A-Feng, that’s not the point."

Old Wang was speechless.

Damn it, what kind of people have I gotten involved with? They come in and out of my room like it’s nobody’s business and say it’s not the point? How dare they not take their captain seriously.

"I’m not human anymore, no, I’m not a man, no, I’m not a virgin anymore..."

"What? With who? It can’t be Rachel, right?" Old Wang mocked, what was this nonsense in the middle of the night?

Fantasi nodded, and Wang Feng touched Fantasi’s forehead, "You’re not running a fever, why are you talking nonsense? And what’s with that expression?"

Old Wang rolled his eyes, was this guy trying to provoke him?

"It’s true." Wang Feng was speechless, had he gone mad?

"Brother, what should I say? Well, congratulations, I guess. Regardless, it’s probably a peak moment in your life."

Old Wang was just trying to brush it off. After all, Rachel wasn’t supposed to be that kind of person, right? Maybe he was wrong? Perhaps there is true love in this world?

"Come on, say something. How was your first time? Wait, you didn’t... finish quickly, did you?"

Old Wang’s casual remark hit the mark, feeling that this guess matched Fantasi’s current state better. Otherwise, logically speaking, given Fantasi’s nature, after fulfilling his lifelong wish, even if he gave everything to Rachel, he would be grinning like a flower.

"A-Feng, you don’t understand!" Fantasi interrupted him, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face: "When we were together, she kept calling out Luo Lan’s name..."

Old Wang instantly fell silent, suddenly realizing that he had misunderstood.

No wonder... this is indeed quite heartbreaking.

"Brother," Old Wang's tone became heavier, putting aside his earlier impatience, and consoled him, "She has a crush on Luo Lan; everyone in the Rose knows about it. You can let her get to know you gradually. Luo Lan is just a bit handsome, a bit strong, a bit tall, and a bit rich... there’s not much else to it..."

Before Old Wang could finish consoling him, Fantasia started crying even harder.

"I wish I could be confused too. I know she likes Luo Lan; that’s not the issue!" Fantasia wailed, "But she also called out Ma Tan, Sarathus, Zhao Tianba... and their sizes... I... wah wah wah!"

Old Wang slowly opened his mouth wide... How could it be this outrageous???