AMRWFA -Chapter 418 The Slum Area

There were people who were born and raised here, and others who had fallen on hard times for various reasons and were forced to live in such a place.

All of this made Ruan Yaoyao raise a question in her mind: does such a place really exist in the real world?

She knew this world was a “mirror world,” a reflection of reality. She couldn’t possibly travel to every corner of the world and understand every place in detail.

But in the city she lived in—was there really a “slum” like Dharavi?

Narrow streets crisscrossed chaotically, buildings were densely packed, and living spaces were extremely cramped. Makeshift shelters of iron sheets, wooden boards, and plastic tarps were everywhere, with several people squeezed into just a few square meters.

Compared to them, Jiang Yangran’s home was much better. At least there were only two of them, with a proper bed and a single sofa.

In the “details page,” it clearly stated where she and Jing Lecheng lived when they got married. But reading it was one thing—Ruan Yaoyao couldn’t feel any real sense of it. A bed and a sofa in a cramped room didn’t form a clear picture in her mind.

Only when she arrived on-site with Jiang Yangran did she finally understand.

【As expected of a slum. It really is poor!】

【I wonder how Jiang Yangran has endured all these years!】

【No wonder her son becomes a bad kid in the future… growing up in this kind of place, it’s inevitable…】

She even complained inwardly:

【What was Jiang Yangran thinking? She actually dared to have a child in a place like this?】

Jiang Yangran: “……”

Yes. Even she wanted to know how she had dared to have a child in such a place.

They had come to pack up her belongings, but in truth there wasn’t much to take—just a few pieces of clothing. Not even an ID card.

“You don’t have an ID card?”

Jiang Yangran looked confused. “People in the slums don’t have IDs. Only nobles do.”

What?

Ruan Yaoyao took out her “ID card”—or more precisely, an “invitation card.”

Jiang Yangran looked at it and said firmly, “This kind of thing only nobles like you have. Ordinary people don’t.”

“Don’t you need registration?”

“Register for what? No one cares whether we live or die.”

That statement made Ruan Yaoyao realize something was off about their understanding of the world.

Also, why had her “invitation card” turned into an “ID card” in their eyes?

“You’re sure those three characters read as ‘ID card’?”

“Of course. I may not have one, but I can read. Sister, I’m educated.”

Ruan Yaoyao fell silent.

It seemed the same object was being perceived differently by different people.

Then what about marriage and divorce registration?

She flipped through the “details page” above Jiang Yangran’s head. It clearly mentioned going to the civil affairs bureau to register marriage and divorce.

But how could they register if they didn’t even have ID cards?

Was it just a formality?

Ruan Yaoyao didn’t understand, so she remained silent for now.

As they left the room, Jiang Yangran ran into a neighbor.

A man with a big belly glanced at them with an uncomfortable gaze and smiled at Jiang Yangran:

“Who’s this? Your relative from your hometown?”

“No, my boss. I came with her to pick up some things.”

The man immediately changed his expression. “Oh, your boss! Hello boss. What brings you to our slum? Want to come sit at my place? I’ll make you tea…”

“No need, Uncle Hong. My boss is busy.”

Jiang Yangran quickly pulled Ruan Yaoyao away.

She knew exactly what kind of man that neighbor was.

Worse than her own husband—he beat his wife and children, and the whole neighborhood knew it.

If Ruan Yaoyao got entangled with him, it would be a huge headache.

Ruan Yaoyao said nothing and followed her out quietly.

Only after leaving did she speak.

“Does that man have a son named Hong Pengyi?”

“You know that?” Jiang Yangran immediately regretted asking. Of course—she could “divine” things.

Ruan Yaoyao said calmly, “His son is going to die.”

Jiang Yangran froze. “Sister, don’t scare me. Uncle Hong is a bad man, but he wouldn’t beat his son to death… that’s his only child!”

【I didn’t even say anything and she already guessed it was caused by abuse?】

【That man really isn’t a good person!】

【No wonder he has ‘domestic abuser’ written above his head.】

Ruan Yaoyao raised an eyebrow.

“So what if he’s his only son? His wife was beaten so badly she needed a urinary catheter. His son tried to get his mother to divorce him. She told the father. What do you think a father like that would do?”

Hong Pengyi’s mother was not a perfect victim either. Her son had repeatedly urged her to leave, but she kept wavering.

In the end, after being beaten into such a state that she needed a catheter, she still didn’t leave.

During the son’s final attempt to force her decision—saying he would cut ties with her if she didn’t leave—she broke down and told her husband.

That rainy night, the father personally beat Hong Pengyi to death.

Maybe it was an accident… but for the protagonist of “The Name of Family”, it was a tragic past.

He died in confusion and hatred, never understanding why his mother betrayed him.

In death, he became an evil spirit and killed both his parents.

Just as he prepared to slaughter everyone in rage, the “Anomaly Suppression Bureau” appeared.

“You’ve heard of the Exorcism Bureau, right?”

Jiang Yangran had heard of it. It was a terrifying department that ordinary people could never access.

And if you did come into contact with it, nothing good would come of it. Ordinary people avoided it like the plague.

“Sister, why are you asking about that? It’s not something good…” she whispered nervously, glancing around like she was committing a crime.

Even though Ruan Yaoyao was a “noble,” she still warned her:

“Once you get involved with those filthy things, it’s either you die or I die. The end is terrible. Sister, don’t be curious. Stay as far away as possible.”

But something was wrong.

In the “details page,” Ruan Yaoyao saw that the Exorcism Bureau was an official organization that suppressed evil spirits.

This was an eerie world—wasn’t such an agency normal?

“You wanted to stay far away… but…” Ruan Yaoyao pointed behind Jiang Yangran.

“It’s already standing right there.”

A chill ran down Jiang Yangran’s spine.

“…Who?!”