After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 902: Family Reunion, The Super Hack Known as Si Fuqing (2)

In his eyes, Nian Tingchu was stronger than him, Si Fuqing was stronger than him, and even the assistant Si Fuqing brought along was very strong.

“Good children, all of you are good children.” Old Lady In held Nian Tingchu’s hand with one hand and Ye Zhenmian’s with the other, feeling a great weight lift off her shoulders.

She sat down and took the tissue that Nian Yi’an handed her, though her tears couldn’t be wiped away.

Si Fuqing patiently stayed with Old Lady In, going to the kitchen to brew several cups of hot tea, which she placed on the dining table.

In Yaonian recounted how he had faked his death to escape those people years ago.

“No wonder, no wonder,” Old Lady In murmured. “I knew you two would find a way to escape. Yaonian… And your older brother? Has he sent any messages?”

In Yaonian’s voice was thick with emotion, “After my older brother and I separated, I didn’t know where he went. If not for his incredible foresight, I wouldn’t have managed to fake my death and escape.”

He couldn’t accept the idea that In Beichen was dead, but he hadn’t seen his body.

There was perhaps a glimmer of hope.

But it could also be complete despair.

Old Lady In fell silent, her hands trembling slightly.

Seeing In Yaonian had settled down and Si Fuqing was an actress in the entertainment industry, she now worried even more about In Beichen.

What had become of her exceptionally talented child?

“Grandma, there are guest rooms at home. You and Grandpa Qiushi can stay here tonight,” Si Fuqing said, pressing down on Old Lady In’s shoulders. “You’ve had a long day, rest well. We can talk more tomorrow.”

“Yes, Mom,” In Yaonian stood up and helped Old Lady In. “Let me take you to rest. You wouldn’t believe how amazing Qingqing is. If big brother could see her, he’d be very proud…”

Ye Zhenmian wiped her tears, “This is wonderful.”

Nothing was more joyous than a family reunion.

Nian Yi’an, who had grown up in a complete family and hadn’t experienced those past events, felt a twinge of sorrow after hearing In Yaonian’s story.

He tried to lighten the mood, “Grandma looks really young.”

Old Lady In was over seventy, but she looked barely over forty.

“Evolved beings age more slowly,” Si Fuqing said with a raised eyebrow. “Grandma is a super Class A evolved being. You can’t beat her RIGHT NOW.”

Nian Yi’an: “…”

My apologies, I’ll continue my training then.

Feeling motivated, he chatted with Si Fuqing for a while before returning to his room.

The journey back to An City had been filled with twists and turns.

Si Fuqing had taken many detours to avoid being followed.

Finally, they were safe.

She rubbed her shoulders and headed to her room, lying down in the gaming pod she hadn’t used in days.

The familiar entry sound played.

[Welcome, S009.]

[The journey in Great Xia continues, transmigrating…]

Si Fuqing opened her eyes, and the scene before her gradually became clear.

“Strategist?”

A worried voice sounded above her.

Si Fuqing pressed her temples, “I’m fine. Continue.”

She looked up and was momentarily stunned by the person in front of her.

Mo Yanfeng.

A historical genius of the Mo family, the creator of the Mo family’s Mechanism City.

“Greetings, Strategist.” Mo Yanfeng nodded to her. “This morning, I finally completed the Unseen Needles of Grace. I was just about to find His Majesty to test their power.”

Si Fuqing’s eyes flickered.

The Unseen Needles of Grace were the top among the three major hidden weapons of the Mo family.

It was a mass attack weapon with enormous destructive power.

But now, it was lost to history.

All three major hidden weapons of the Mo family were created by Mo Yanfeng alone.

According to historical records, Mo Yanfeng was only twenty-three when he invented the Unseen Needles of Grace.

Si Fuqing’s heart trembled.

There was only one year left.

In one year, Mo Yanfeng would sacrifice himself to the Mechanism City, completing his final mission.

The death of JIANG Haiping made her realize that even if she traveled back to the Great Xia Dynasty and met these legendary heroes, there was nothing she could do but watch them die one by one.

Especially the nine brothers of the JIANG family, brilliant and gifted.

They died in their youth.

“Strategist, are you interested in hidden weapons?” Mo Yanfeng asked with a smile. “I recently made some sleeve arrows and have equipped our soldiers with them. Now they have excellent gear.”

“I am interested,” Si Fuqing paused, then asked, “Brother Mo, have you ever considered what would happen if the methods for making these hidden weapons were lost?”

Mo Yanfeng was taken aback, “Lost?”