Chapter 199: What’s in the Mountains?
[Hot Noodles: Walk to the window, pull back the curtains, and take a look at that lush green mountain.]
Seeing the message from Hot Noodles, Fang Xiaocao was momentarily stunned. She flipped off the bed in a swift motion, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpet as she strode to the window facing the mountains.
With a single pull, she opened the curtains. The sight of the verdant, densely forested mountains filled her vision—it was incredibly refreshing, making the air feel crisper and cleaner.
“I see it. The view is stunning! A natural oxygen bar!”
She texted Hot Noodles back while admiring the scenery.
[Hot Noodles: Your reward is in that mountain. Go get it when you have time.]
[Hot Noodles: But be careful.]
A set of photos and a location pin soon followed.
It was clear that, in another timeline, Hot Noodles was currently inside that mountain.
Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes at the cryptic message. “So mysterious, always keeping me on edge!”
“What’s inside?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.
[Hot Noodles: Can’t say, can’t say.]
[Hot Noodles: Just go get it when the time comes, but remember, bring bodyguards.]
[Hot Noodles: That mountain is dangerous, especially around the treasure. There are many unexpected threats. If you go alone, you might not make it out.]
Reading this, Fang Xiaocao’s curiosity only grew stronger.
“You’re the worst!” she grumbled, sending an angry emoji.
[Hot Noodles: What, you mad?]
[Hot Noodles: If you’re mad, bite me!]
Fang Xiaocao: “…”
“Oh?” she thought, “You think I won’t?”
Without hesitation, she bit down on her own arm, snapped a photo of the bite mark, and sent it to Hot Noodles.
“I bit you. What now?”
On the other end, Hot Noodles was speechless.
[Hot Noodles: Damn, you really are something else.]
[Hot Noodles: I have no words.]
Fang Xiaocao burst out laughing.
“Admit it, you lost!” she gloated.
Hot Noodles: “…”
“Technically, she is me, and I am her. So when she bites herself… she is biting me…”
After a long pause, Hot Noodles finally replied:
[Hot Noodles: You win.]
[Hot Noodles: I’m not arguing anymore.]
[Hot Noodles: Goodbye, debt collector.]
She even attached a meme of a cartoon character dramatically walking away.
Fang Xiaocao chuckled to herself. “Victory!”
She put her phone down and stared out at the mountain.
What exactly was inside?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt an itch of curiosity gnawing at her. It was driving her crazy!
She wanted to rush into the mountains right now and uncover the so-called treasure.
But Hot Noodles had warned her—it was dangerous.
The thought made her hesitate.
Finally, unable to contain herself, she flopped back onto the bed, pulled the blanket over her face, and screamed.
“Ughhhhhh! Damn my curiosity!”
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Three hours later…
An Audi A6 pulled into the villa’s garage.
Tom stepped out, carrying a stack of documents and certificates.
Now, the villa officially belonged to Fang Xiaocao.
Tom unlocked the front door, walked upstairs, and knocked on her bedroom door.
Hearing the knock, Fang Xiaocao instinctively grabbed her gun.
She cocked it, flipped off the safety, and aimed at the door—her movements fluid and precise.
“Who is it?” she asked warily.
“Your Highness, it’s me,” Tom’s voice came from outside.
Fang Xiaocao let out a breath, realizing she was being overly cautious.
She holstered the gun and opened the door.
“Everything settled?” she asked.
“Yes, Your Highness. The villa is officially in your name now.”
“Good. Hand me my ID. Keep the rest for now. Tomorrow, we’ll get a safe installed for these documents.”
She took her ID, slipping it into her bag.
“Understood. I’ll handle it tomorrow,” Tom nodded.
Then, Fang Xiaocao smirked.
“By the way, don’t you think it’s time to upgrade our weapons?”
Tom’s eyes lit up.
“Make a list,” she continued, “Once Taotie arrives, I’ll have him ‘borrow’ some from the Blacklist.”
The Blacklist’s weapon stash had to be top-tier.
And since she had Taotie, wasn’t it only fair to help herself?
No more makeshift throwing knives—real weapons were coming!
“Consider it done!” Tom responded excitedly.
“Good. Now…”
Fang Xiaocao grinned.
“Go make dinner.”
Tom: “???”
“Wait, you actually want me to cook?”
His mind blanked.
Western food—sure, he could make it.
But whether it was edible… well, that was up to fate.
“Uh… Your Highness, how about takeout?”
He scratched his head awkwardly.
“I doubt you’d enjoy my dark cuisine.”
Fang Xiaocao: “…”
“Fine. Takeout it is.”
She agreed without hesitation.
(End of Chapter 199)
