What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

The group of people chatted casually, paid their bill, and left. The owners of the restaurant, a middle-aged couple, approached Chu Ge’s table with a smile and asked, “What would you two like to eat?”

Chu Ge still had his mouth half open, watching the chubby guy’s fat buttocks disappear outside. He really wanted to chat with the reader who wanted to punch him through the internet, but after thinking for a while, he didn’t know how to initiate the conversation.

Go tell them I am Chu Ge?

That would be too awkward.

Or should I say, you punching me through the internet wasn’t satisfying enough, so now I’m standing here, come and hit me~

In that moment of hesitation, they had already left. It would be even more awkward to chase after them, so he could only watch them leave, forgetting to respond to the owners.

On the other hand, Qiu Wuji, who used to be like a wooden puppet silently observing Chu Ge’s speeches during external exchanges, had become a mature character who could order food on her own…

“Two bowls of beef noodles, both with an egg.”

The owners went away with a smile.

At the same time, Qiu Wuji sent a telepathic message to Chu Ge, “Those people that were having a discussion here, I followed them with my spiritual sense. Let’s see what else they talk about.”

Qiu Wuji rarely used her techniques, especially her spiritual sense, in order to prolong her stay. This showed that these group of people with abilities had piqued her interest.

And they seemed quite fatefully connected… She couldn’t help but find it interesting that one of them was Chu Ge’s reader who also liked Qiu Wuji.

Chu Ge snapped back to reality and whispered, “That chubby guy was able to punch me through the internet today. I think this ability is quite overpowered… Although his strength is weak, the effect of tracing online information is something even top hackers can’t achieve. I don’t know if his ability is limited to punches or if he can use weapons. The illusion of his fists was manageable, but if he could stab with a knife, it would truly be killing someone invisibly…”

Qiu Wuji nodded slightly, “I said their abilities are interesting. The young man who wanted to see me has a bewitching technique that could affect me, but the flaws are quite obvious. It’s hard to evaluate its practical value…”

“The bewitching technique can affect you!” Chu Ge understood the weight of those words more than anyone else.

This wasn’t a youthful girl with a ponytail, but a soul fragment of a Crossing Tribulation stage cultivator… What concept is it that a special ability of an ordinary person can affect such an existence?

Moreover, Qiu Wuji, as the protagonist of a novel, had a first-class setting to avoid such things. No evil cultivator could play tricks on her in this regard. It was a rule-based protection that surpassed all settings.

Oh, right, this world is different now, the rules have changed.

Chu Ge tapped his forehead, still finding it unbelievable.

The owner brought the noodles, and the two of them momentarily stopped talking and focused on eating.

“From their conversation, it seems like they planned the timing and are going to a nearby nightclub,” Qiu Wuji sent a telepathic message.

Chu Ge nodded, checking the time and realizing it was almost midnight. They glanced at each other and quickly looked away. Well, they had seen midnight shows before.

Qiu Wuji gritted her teeth, “Are you thinking of going again?”

Chu Ge hurriedly expressed his loyalty, “Why bother going there? You’re more beautiful than any of them in… uh…”

Qiu Wuji raised an eyebrow. In what?

Chu Ge tried to make amends, “Even if you don’t undress, you’re still more attractive than them… uh…”

Qiu Wuji nearly smacked the noodles onto his face in exasperation.

Just as she was about to explode, her expression suddenly changed, “Something interesting is happening. Lean your head over.”

Chu Ge moved his seat back.

Qiu Wuji angrily said, “I’m not going to hit you, I want to share what I see with you using our shared consciousness.”

Chu Ge cautiously leaned his head over. Qiu Wuji quickly glanced at the owner, pretending to grab a tissue to wipe Chu Ge’s sweat, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Before Chu Ge could react, an intense sensation jolted his mind, and clear images from two streets away appeared, even accompanied by sound.

The group of four, including the chubby guy and the young man who wrote on his face, swaggered their way to the entrance of a nightclub. The nightclub appeared closed with its doors shut, but a large male security guard stood at the entrance, indicating that it wasn’t completely closed.

When the group tried to enter, the security guard stepped forward to stop them, saying, “We’re closed. Please come back tomorrow.”

Chu Ge watched as the young man turned around, took out a signing pen, and wrote two words on his face: “Dad.”

When the young man looked back, the security guard’s face changed color, and he stammered, “Uh, Dad, why are you here? I mean, why did you write on your face?”

The young man said, “Can’t I bring a few friends to have some fun?”

“Well, it’s just that this place is not quite suitable…”

“Enough, it’s just a small thing. I get it! Don’t embarrass me in front of my friends.” The young man patted the security guard’s shoulder and led his group inside. The security guard wanted to stop them but couldn’t, looking extremely awkward.

Chu Ge was astonished.

What the hell kind of bizarre ability was this?

“This is a forced recognition of the words he writes on his face… But the perception and reaction differ depending on the opponent’s ability. He can make himself look handsome in front of me, but he can’t make me like him, let alone recognize him as my dad. There are degrees of difference in this ability that need to be developed, but it has limitless potential.” Qiu Wuji’s telepathic message came at the right time. “Anyway, I haven’t figured out the mechanism behind it. The only thing I can confirm is that the person must see the words for it to work. Writing in small letters won’t do.”

Chu Ge’s lips twitched. He kind of wanted this ability, but also felt like it was foolish and had both usefulness and uselessness. After struggling for a few seconds, he decided to continue watching the show.

Over there, the group of four found an empty table and sat down. The waiters assumed they were VIP members and enthusiastically asked them to place their orders.

Just after they finished ordering, the pole dancing began inside as the clock struck midnight. The chubby guy discreetly took out his phone and recorded a few seconds of video, quickly transferring it somewhere. Chu Ge wondered who he sent it to, probably the police?

Yes, he directly sent it to the computer screen of the police officer on duty at 110, even including the address. He didn’t know how he managed to do it.

There were several police officers on duty, and this was openly broadcasting explicit content. It couldn’t be concealed anymore.

Nothing happened for the time being. Qiu Wuji’s fingers temporarily left Chu Ge’s forehead, and the two looked at each other, asking in unison, “Should we go take a look?”

They both burst into laughter simultaneously, no longer interested in eating their noodles. They quickly paid the bill and left.

The couple who owned the restaurant were also looking at each other at the cash register. Seeing Chu Ge riding away on his bicycle, the owner whispered, “This young couple is strange…”

His wife said, “Why do you care so much? That guy surnamed Zhong undercharged us three mao. We’ll go get it back tomorrow!”

Chu Ge rode his bicycle with Qiu Wuji and had just arrived at the entrance of the nightclub when the police arrived.

What puzzled Chu Ge was that not only did the police come, but Lin Wuyang also came.

Without a word, the police officers broke in, and immediately there was the sound of chaos and women screaming from inside.

Chu Ge furrowed his brow slightly… Lin Wuyang was from the municipal bureau, not the district bureau, let alone the local police station. Moreover, his department should be quite special, so it shouldn’t be him dealing with routine anti-pornography inspections… Could it be that there were also illegal fighting activities or similar cases here?

Qiu Wuji whispered, “They said that the one who invited them to work here was Manager Zhang.”

Chu Ge said, “Could it be another operation involving Zhang Qiren? Is his brother setting him up? Or maybe it’s the other way around, and he’s setting up his brother?”

Qiu Wuji nodded. Usually, it would be this kind of situation. Zhang Qiren was clearly in the process of fighting for power within his family. Either he was being targeted or he was targeting others.

This time, Lin Wuyang’s operation went smoother than the Miracle Nightclub incident. That time, the fighting had already ended when they went, but this time they caught them in the act. This gave him sufficient reason to conduct a more detailed search, but instead of finding illegal fighting, they found people using drugs.

Lin Wuyang’s expression became extremely ugly, and he sneered at a young man who came out to greet him, “Wang Zhenkun, even if you bring ten fathers and a hundred people to suppress me this time, you’ll still end up in jail!”

Wang?

It’s not about the power struggle within the Zhang family?