IBO -Chapter 180 Reunion

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System world, History Department, Minister’s office.

After returning to the system world, Xiao Zhong’er’s body automatically reverted to its original form. At this moment, he floated nervously in the corner of the office.

111’s fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk. Each tap made Xiao Zhong’er even more nervous.

He whimpered. He was just a poor, weak, helpless admin!

“555… You should know why I called you here, right?”

Xiao Zhong’er swallowed nervously. “I-Is it… about Song Yiran?”

“The consciousness of your contracted person has fallen into a dream. If you don’t rescue him in time, he’ll never wake up. Do you want to know how to wake him?”

Xiao Zhong’er nodded decisively. “Yes!”

“Go see… she knows who can help you. The task funds have already been transferred to your account. You can use them freely.”

Xiao Zhong’er was then dismissed by 111. After leaving the system world, he immediately followed 111’s instructions and found—Mang.

As expected, upon hearing the news, Mang immediately recommended Moonstone.

Moonstone was an expert in this field, reportedly the best at rescuing people from dreams.

But her fee was high. Xiao Zhong’er converted the task funds from 111 into credit points and paid Moonstone.

Sighing, Xiao Zhong’er prepared the soup. He quickly put pre-cooked rice noodles into the soup to simmer.

This was his meticulously prepared “Ten-Complete Great Nourishing Soup,” suitable for everyone from elders to children—one sip, and you’d be fully replenished!

Tonight’s dinner was rice noodles. Xiao Zhong’er wasn’t very skilled at cooking; at best, he could only make plain boiled rice noodles.

But plain boiled noodles for dinner would be too meager, so he made this nourishing soup as the broth to elevate the dish.

Hahaha! He really was a clever admin!

At dinner, Song Yiran took a bite of the Ten-Complete Nourishing Rice Noodles under Xiao Zhong’er’s expectant gaze.

He didn’t know how to describe the taste: salty with a touch of sweetness, sweet with a hint of sour, sour with a bit of spiciness, and slightly bitter at the end.

In other words, a single bowl contained all the flavors of the world.

To put it bluntly, it was terrible—so terrible!

He really wanted to spit it out. How could noodles taste this bad?

No—no matter what, Xiao Zhong’er had worked hard on it. He couldn’t crush the boy’s confidence.

Song Yiran took a deep breath, forced down the bad-tasting noodles, and forced a stiff smile: “Xiao Zhong’er, your noodles are really delicious. You must have a real talent for cooking!”

Xiao Zhong’er floated with pride. “Hahaha! Really? I also think I’m very talented! If you like it, eat more—there’s still some in the pot~”

The children didn’t mind the taste too much and happily ate their noodles.

Song Yiran even began to suspect that their taste buds might be off.

And Xiao Zhong’er seemed oblivious to the problem, happily eating as he went.

Song Yiran had to grit his teeth and finish the bowl.

After finishing, he swore inwardly: he would never let Xiao Zhong’er cook again!

At night, in the orphanage, an empty room. Nothing inside.

It had originally been Song Xiufu’s room. Xiao Zhong’er sat there, dazed.

He had just come from Song Yutu’s room, which was equally empty.

All traces of the two cubs living in the orphanage were gone.

Xiao Zhong’er checked the family photo album. Song Yiran loved taking photos of the family and even had a special album for everyone to view.

In the album, all solo photos of Song Yutu and Song Xiufu were gone.

In the family group photos, they were gone too.

During the Karendir painting competition, Song Xiufu had placed fifth, Song Yuexin fourth.

Now Xiao Zhong’er checked the published rankings—Song Yuexin was fourth, and fifth was taken by another contestant.

All traces proving these two cubs existed were gone, either forgotten or erased.

But Xiao Zhong’er remembered them; his mental database would always retain them.

He stood up, dusted off, stretched, and returned to his room to play games.

First Mission Timeline, Orphanage

Night had fallen. Under the starry sky, the seven family members gathered in the yard.

Song Buli squinted, staring at the dark night.

History had been changed.

Next moment, Song Yutu and Song Xiufu appeared in the yard. Upon returning to this timeline, Song Xiufu’s body automatically reverted to that of an adult man.

Their mental state looked terrible. Song Yutu’s hands trembled constantly; Song Xiufu looked pale.

Song Buli felt the temporal fluctuations and realized the time had come—they could see Song Yiran during this temporal disorder.

But only for one meeting.

Song Buli said, “Time’s up. We can go see Brother now.”

In the yard, a large starship had already been stationed. Song Buli had informed his younger brothers of this in advance.

Since last night, they had all requested leave from work and had been waiting in the yard for the right opportunity.

The group boarded the starship, but Song Yutu and Song Xiufu remained standing in the yard, showing no intention of leaving together.

“Don’t you want to go see Brother one last time together?” Song Buli sighed. “This is the final chance. If we miss it, we’ll never see him again.”

Song Yutu squeezed out a trembling voice from his throat: “I… I can’t, I just can’t…”

He had personally driven the truck that killed Song Yiran. How could he possibly face Song Yiran again?

Song Xiufu shared the same feeling. His movements stiff, he shook his head: “I’m not going… you all go ahead…”

Song Buli raised an eyebrow: “That’s not up to you.”

“Song Yuan, Song Yuetao, and Song Yang! Come over here and help me get these two guys onto the starship!”

Song Yuan: “No problem!”

Song Yuetao: “Coming!”

Song Yang: “On my way.”

The four of them surrounded Song Yutu and Song Xiufu with fierce determination and forcibly carried them into the starship.

During this, Song Yutu and Song Xiufu struggled, but their resistance was suppressed, and in the end, the two of them were forced onto the path to meet Song Yiran.

Current timeline, above Planet C.

Two starships met en route. Coincidentally, everyone on these two ships were once Song Yiran’s “kids.”

One starship carried the kids from the orphanage in the first mission’s timeline; the other carried the kids from the second mission’s timeline.

Each starship held nine people, who saw each other through the transparent walls on either side of the ships.

They all looked identical—same height, same eye color, identical tear moles at the lower left of their eyes, even the same braided hairstyle as Song Yiran, as if molded from the same pattern.

The moment their eyes met, they realized the same thing—Song Yiran had raised another batch of kids.

The two starships established communication signals, and after some “friendly” exchanges, they agreed to a peaceful coexistence.

Planet C, the orphanage.

Song Yiran was a little sleepless tonight. After tucking the blankets for Song Yuan and Song Yuetao in the same room, he quietly slipped out.

He sat alone in the yard, admiring the moon, which was round and bright tonight.

The stars were also particularly bright, and two of them seemed unusually so—he hadn’t noticed these two before?

Wait… these two stars are getting closer!

Terrified, Song Yiran realized—they were flying toward the orphanage!!

Oh no, could they be meteors?

Wait, this scene feels so familiar… as if he had seen it somewhere before? No, in his memory, he hadn’t seen anything like this.

A minute later, the two starships landed in the orphanage courtyard.

Song Yiran thought: Oh, not meteors, starships… what a scare! But no—how could they just trespass without permission?

“Clack—clack—” The doors of both starships opened at the same time. Eighty-five people disembarked from the two ships.

To be precise, two of them were forcibly pulled out.

These two were Song Yutu and Song Xiufu from the first mission’s timeline.

They had initially tried to hide inside the starship, but their siblings forcibly dragged them out.

Song Yiran stared in shock. He remembered the second mission, where he had seen the kids as adults. The people in front of him were the adult versions of his kids from previous missions!

The adults had grown taller, and their faces carried more world-weariness. Song Yiran suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

He opened his mouth to speak, but before words came out, tears did.

The adult kids were also teary-eyed. Finally reunited, they hugged tightly and cried uncontrollably.

They formed a circle around Song Yiran, hugging him as they cried, just like when they were little:

“Waaah… Brother! I finally see you again! Waaah…”

“Waaah… Brother, we’ve been looking for you for so many years…”

“Brother… our family is finally together again… it hasn’t been easy… waaah!”

Most of the adult kids cried while recounting years of longing—except Song Yutu and Song Xiufu from the first mission.

The two of them just cried silently, refusing to speak a word.

Song Yiran noticed their difference and softly asked: “Why won’t you talk to me? Are you… angry with me?”

He could no longer hold back his sobbing: “I’m sorry… Brother, I’m sorry…”