Stuck in a Chinese novel

"We should really get up now," Wei Jun said while lying in the soft bed he was, Yang Rong in his arms. She was clutching him like he was going to run away the moment she let go of him.

"Just one more round. I promise it will be the last one." Yang Rong said.

"You said that ten rounds ago as well," Wei Jun said with narrowed eyes before he asked, "How did I get here?"

No matter how much he asked throughout the night, Yan Rong wouldn't divulge any information. Wei Jun thought it had something to do with the severity of the situation, but she was simply withholding the information because she wanted to keep Wei Jun with her.

"Haa…" In the end, she sighed and said, "Well, you and seven others survived the incident this time. While your injuries were something to behold, there wasn't any danger to your life. There was no sign of a Lich or the Death Knight. Several of the officers were missing as well. They wanted to interrogate you once you woke up but I stole you."

"Stole me?" Wei Jun asked.

"Stole you. Wheeled you right out of the base and no one could stop me," Yan Rong said.

"How did you manage to avoid everyone's eyes?" Wei Jun asked.

"Who do you think I am? That much is simple for me," Yan Rong said with a smile. Wei Jun also nodded. Yan Rong was expert enough to avoid some personnel. Or at least he thought the same until Yan Rong said the next words, "Some of them spotted me so I snapped their necks and hid them in the morgue."

"…" Wei Jun was speechless.

"So how's the aftermath?" Since he was, he decided not to preach the subject and asked about the aftermath.

"We still don't know how so many dungeons opened up at once. We did find some suspicious-looking things drawn in blood around the camp with dried-up husks in them which we suspect to be our soldiers, we don't know what the cusp of the issue was." Yan Rong explained.

Wei Jun nodded in return. He wasn't suspected about those at least since no one knew what they were. Even the system said that and since it did so, Wei Jun believed it. Besides, the other issue he needed to prepare for was a military hearing. There would surely be one and Wei Jun needed to get out of it somehow.

He was lucky a hearing wasn't commenced when Commander Zhao and Brigadier Tang died, but ever since he found out that the cultivators had some magicians at their beck and call, especially the mages who could use the truth spell, he was a little worried about questioning.

Since that was the case, he asked, "What would happen if they didn't find me?"

"They'll probably suspect you of the whole thing and make you the scapegoat." Yan Rong nonchalantly replied.

"…" Speechless by her reply, Wei Jun asked, "And you broke me out despite knowing that?"

"I missed you," Yan Rong replied in a spoiled tone which was apparently supposed to justify her actions.

"When did you break me out?" Wei Jun asked.

"Last night," Yan Rong replied.

It was still night, four in the morning, so there was still time. According to her, she broke him out at midnight, when the last shift ended. The military shifts changed and the window provided Yan Rong to sneak him out. It meant the new shift personnel didn't know he was missing yet. Of course, there was only a chance but he still had to try.

So, he got up and said, "I'm going back. Which hospital was it?"

"Military hospital XX," She replied. Wei Jun equipped clothes directly from the inventory and left for the hospital.

Yan Rong didn't try to stop him since she trusted his decision. Wei Jun, on the other hand, didn't want to overcomplicate the situation he was already in. Besides, he entrusted one more task to Yan Rong to finish things once and for all.

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Wei Jun arrived at the hospital. Seeing no alarms blaring and everyone doing their own things, no one seemed to have missed him. Or the dead staff.

Wei Jun entered his room where he learned from Yan Rong and changed into a hospital gown. Then he got into his bed and waited.

The sixth quest hadn't arrived yet since the system update was still pending. It was still an hour away and Wei Jun needed to prepare himself. Although the damage to his soul had been miraculously healed by the death Qi, he still wasn't so sure about it.

According to the system, if there was damage to his soul, the original Wei Jun could end up taking over. After all, his connection to Wei Jun's body was still stronger thanks to the keyword 'original'.

[Damages to the soul aren't repaired with its reparation]

[There are usually side effects]

[Loss of stamina]

[Short-term memory loss]

[Or the worst of them]

[Identity crisis]

Wei Jun remained silent. The risks he took to kill Haoran Yang were too many compared to the rewards he obtained. That sole fact was the reflection of how deeply he had involved himself with the powers of that world while still being very much powerless.

Had there not been interference from the military, Wei Jun would have been able to easily catch up with Yang Haoran with his achievements but one interference from the military due to the CSF threw a wrench in all of his plans.

Sigh…

He sighed and closed his eyes. He was tired for some reason. The next time he opened his eyes, he found himself in the same dark room with only one roof light, a table, and two chairs in the middle.

On one side of the table was a scrawny but handsome man. The other side was empty. Wei Jun sighed once again and stood up. He took the second seat and looked at the scrawny man who was looking at him very seriously.

"What?" Wei Jun (2) asked.

"Give me my body back," Wei Jun (1) spoke without hesitation.

"The fact that you're asking instead of taking it means you can't," Wei Jun (2) said before he asked, "There's no merit in doing so."

"Is everything just a business deal to you? Can't you see what you're doing is wrong?" Wei Jun (1) said, a slight scowl on his face.

"You made your choice while I made mine. You simply got the short stick of the end because of that choice. Don't you dare put this on me," Wei Jun (2) said before he added, "If you think you deserve this body, then prove it to me. Take it from me."

"How can I?! You're too strong!" Wei Jun (1) yelled, slamming his hands on the table, he stood up, conveying his anger.

Wei Jun (2) remained calm and didn't move an inch. He simply looked at Wei Jun (1) for a while before he added, "My name is Damien. I don't exactly know why I'm here or what should I do. But I do know one thing. How I've lived my own life."

"What nonsense is this?" Wei Jun asked, confused about the direction the conversation was going.

"The very first company I was put in charge of by my father was a toy company. It was run by a bunch of old men and women who would launder money through the business, also embezzle funds and many more losses occurred because of them. For my company, it was too small a company to do anything about it. My father put me in charge of it and told me to stop all that."

"I gave those old men a chance. Many, many chances, actually. I was taught to respect the elderly after all."

Damien stopped, a cold glint in his eyes as he looked at Wei Jun, scaring the hell out of him, "But, what those old men were taking was mine. Mine!"

A rare sight of emotions in his eyes, Damien looked at Wei Jun and said, "So I ripped them apart. I didn't care if I was ten or they were elderly. I tied them to a table, cut off their fingers and toes one by one until they confessed all of their crimes, told me how to get everything they had, and then I killed them."

"Tell me, you waste of skin," Damien slammed his hands this time, breaking the metallic table from his side and emitting a shockwave that pushed Wei Jun away, "You, who cannot even protect, take back what is his, how in the hell do you deserve any of this? How dare you call this unjust when you are the weak one?"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Weaklings shouldn't be the one to complain about injustice. They don't have the right to. Only strong do." Damien said with an overbearing pressure emitting from him, "They just don't need to because all the justice is on their side."

Damien knelt before Wei Jun and said, "If you can't take back what is yours, then stay here, in this darkness, for the rest of your life."

"This life is now…" Wei Jun stood up, and looked down on the original one with a cold gaze, "…mine."