Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 298: Sister Lan’s Terrifying Connections! Biological Mother Comes Knocking [2 Updates]

Chapter 298: Sister Lan’s Terrifying Connections! Biological Mother Comes Knocking [2 Updates]

Chris’s pupils constricted violently once again.

Either of these two names, if randomly picked, was a well-known presence in the Global Center.

Yeh Xingli, twenty-six years old, had already become an S-level researcher at the International Strategic Studies Institute, with the latest weapons coming from his research team.

He held extremely high clearance at the Institute, second only to the director and the board of trustees.

Estelle Rubinstein was even more of a legend, not yet twenty-five and already the CTO (Chief Technology Officer) of Wanguo Group, responsible for technological strategies and overseeing the implementation of various technologies.

Of course, Chris had heard of these two names, but with her status, she was still far from accessing the true elite core circle of the Global Center.

Those in the elite core circle didn’t mix with others.

But how could Wanlan, so far away in Shenzhou, know of the great names Yeh Xingli and Estelle Rubinstein?

Wanlan said indifferently, "Even if they invited me, I wouldn’t go. What makes you think I would when you invite me?"

This statement was like a thunderclap exploding beside Chris’s ear, and her mind went blank in an instant.

She stared at the girl incredulously, her lips trembling violently, "What are you talking about? Have you lost your mind?"

Wanlan had no desire to waste words with Chris. She stepped forward and grabbed Chris’s chin, "Who do you pledge allegiance to?"

Chris clenched her teeth and said nothing.

How could she possibly tell Wanlan such things?

Absolutely not!

"Swoosh!"

Three golden needles appeared at the tips of Wanlan’s fingers, glinting with a cold light.

Chris couldn’t help but shiver, fear exploding in her heart, "What... what do you want to do?"

Before coming to Shenzhou, she had been warned by others that though Shenzhou might be in decline, it was, after all, the world’s largest country three hundred years ago, teeming with extraordinary talents.

The most feared among them was Shenzhou martial arts.

This martial art involved a method of exertion known as "Inner Strength," expanding the body’s limits and performing feats beyond the capability of ordinary people.

The Five Major Families of Yunjing all had such abilities.

"Relax, times have changed, I’m not like you with a desire to kill," Wanlan spoke in a cool tone, "I’ll just cause you some pain until you lose control of your central nervous system."

As she spoke, she had already thrust a golden needle into an acupoint on Chris’s neck.

"Ah—!!!"

Immense pain exploded instantly, and Chris couldn’t endure it, letting out an extremely pitiful scream, which even startled Xiang Shaoyu and Tingfeng outside the door.

Xiang Shaoyu’s hand shook, "What’s Miss Ye doing?"

"Just administering a needle," Tingfeng was still brewing tea as he said indifferently, "No need to make a fuss."

Wanlan was indeed just inserting needles, using the Taiyi Acupuncture Technique.

The Taiyi Acupuncture Technique could save lives or take them.

At the end of the Ning Dynasty, the Divine Strategy Army had fallen in battle, and Taiyi Medical Practitioners had no choice but to assume the duty of going to war and killing the enemy.

Another golden needle punctured in, and the tidal wave of pain almost submerged Chris’s consciousness, yet she found she couldn’t even faint, forced to endure it all.

"Not bad, your willpower is still okay." Wanlan had already grasped the third golden needle and injected it into a third acupoint on Chris.

Chris’s eyes widened in shock; at that moment, the pain was so intense she couldn’t even scream, wanting to cry out but unable to voice a sound.

It felt as if a million ants were crawling all over her body, these ants giving birth to even smaller ants that burrowed into her organs, constantly biting, and the pain covered her completely.

"I... I..." Chris had never suffered such torture and finally broke down, her gaze begging Wanlan, "Please..."

Wanlan removed the third silver needle.

Finally able to breathe in the air, Chris gasped for breath, "I’ll talk! I’ll tell everything!"

"Good, you talk," Wanlan leaned back in the chair, "I’m listening."

"I... I’m just a low-level member, I don’t know who the others are," Chris struggled with the pain, "My boss contacts me through a single line and always uses a burner phone. This is my first mission; I don’t know anything beyond that!"

Wanlan picked up the third silver needle again.

"I swear I’m telling the truth!" Chris yelled out, "I swear, you might as well just kill me!"

She finally realized that Wanlan was not as graceful and gentle as she appeared on the surface.

In the girl’s bones lay ferocity and madness.

Wanlan finally removed the remaining two golden needles, "But you have brought me useful intelligence. You have people at the International Strategic Studies Institute and Wanguo Group, and I will inform Yeh Xingli and Estelle Rubinstein."

Chris wanted to say something more, but her vision darkened in waves, and in the end, she fainted.

Having secured the golden needles, Wanlan left the dark room.

"How’d it go?" Xiang Shaoyu lifted his chin slightly, "I heard her screams; it seems she’s confessed everything?"

"She doesn’t know anything," Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "the rest is up to you guys."

Yan Tingfeng handed over the tea he had made, his voice warm, "Take a rest, and later I’ll take you back to Fengyuan."

Ye Wanlan hummed in response, took the teacup in one hand, and with the other hand, tapped into the online friend group.

[YN]: Someone invited me to join the Global Center, and if I don’t go, they want my life.

[World’s Richest]: ?

[Crazy Scientist]: ??

[Ghostbuster Bro]: ???

[Cultural Person]: Who has the guts to threaten YN sister’s life?

YN’s strength remained a mystery within the group, but they had all been helped by her at one time or another, some even owed her their lives.

Five years ago, they had agreed to meet at the Global Center once they had all reached the pinnacle, and even though the time had come and YN had not yet appeared at the Global Center, they did not doubt her abilities.

[YN]: Well, she said that if I go with her, I’ll be arranged a job at the International Strategic Studies Institute.

[Crazy Scientist]: What? Sister YN is coming to our establishment? I would be very happy to welcome her!

[YN]: I’m busy, not going.

[Crazy Scientist]: Wuuuuu, I knew it, I invited YN sister five years ago, if you were to come, you would have come by now.

[YN]: Maybe I will visit next year.

[Crazy Scientist]: Great! I’ll be waiting!

[YN]: Be careful, there’s a mole in your institute. Watch your step.

**

At seven o’clock in the evening, Ye Wanlan arrived at Fengyuan, returning to the TV program crew.

The director and Producer Liu were eagerly looking forward to her return and had prepared a table of deluxe dishes to welcome her back.

"Miss Ye," after dinner, Producer Liu stealthily approached her, "someone is looking for you, from the Kang Family. They seem quite urgent."

Ye Wanlan’s expression shifted subtly, "Hmm, I know. I’ll go there."

"Okay," Producer Liu said, "if there’s anything you need, just call us."

He had a bad feeling about the visitor from the Kang Family.

When Ye Wanlan entered the reception room, someone was already waiting there.

"Miss Ye, hello," the young man bowed slightly to her, "you might not recognize me, I am from the Kang Family of Harbor City."

Ye Wanlan nodded indifferently, "Indeed, I don’t recognize you."

The young man’s expression paused for a moment.

He was just a nobody from the Kang Family, it was normal for him not to be known, but could there really be someone who didn’t know the Kang Family?

The Kang Family’s status in Harbor City was equivalent to the Zhou Family’s status in Jiangcheng.

In recent years, the Kang Family had developed quite well and had managed to extend part of its industry into the Global Center.

Compared with this, the Zhou Family seemed to be in decline.

"A few days ago, you participated in a physics competition, encountering Harbor City No.1 Middle School in the first round of eliminations," the young man detailed slowly, "coincidentally, our third young master happened to be a member of the competing team."

Ye Wanlan’s demeanor remained impassive, "I have no recollection of that."

"Indeed, people tend not to remember those they have defeated," the young man was not annoyed, but instead, smiled, "Before this, there was talk at the Kang Family, suggesting our lady and her daughter were lost out in the world. The old master and old madam did not believe it, but this time the third young master came back and spoke of this matter again, and also had a maternity test done for you and the lady."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanlan’s brows rose slightly, "It seems that your third young master managed to find some of my hair."

"Just good luck, but the result is pleasing," the young man pulled out a document from his briefcase, "The maternity test represents that you and the lady are indeed mother and daughter by blood."

Ye Wanlan didn’t bother to look at the document, unmoved as a mountain, "So?"

The young man was growing impatient by the moment.

If it were not for Ye Wanlan’s participation in "Treasures of the Divine Land" and her remarkable performance in this year’s physics competition, where she successively defeated many high schools to win the championship, the Kang Family would not have been paying any attention to Ye Wanlan at all.

After all, Ye Wanlan had no blood ties to the Kang Family; she was just Zhu Qingxian’s daughter.

To this day, Old Master Kang and Old Madam Kang still could not comprehend why their son would marry a woman who had borne a child.

Granted, Zhu Qingxian had good looks, but did the Kang Family lack ornaments?

No, they did not.

"The lady is frail and cannot bear children, so the old master and old madam have said they would allow you to return to the Kang Family," the young man smiled faintly, "the Kang Family will provide you with better resources and offers, with just one condition—"

Ye Wanlan casually tossed the apple in her hand, "Speak."

"Cut ties with the Lin Family," the young man said, "and change your surname to Kang. From now on, you will be a member of the Kang Family, and the gentleman will treat you as his own."