Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 301 - 293: Underground City Construction 3

"Well... I’ll give it a try," the system responded without much confidence.

"Yeah, we’re really at our wit’s end, so we’re asking them for help. Even borrowing for a month is fine, as long as we get through this tough time, their investment wouldn’t be in vain, right?"

"That’s the logic!" But it felt something was off.

"Of course, aren’t we all just working for the big bosses at headquarters? If we perform well, they benefit too. Once we get through this rough patch, we’ll develop the economy and make this world prosperous again. By then, 77 can go back with a promotion and a raise, isn’t that a win-win?"

Admittedly, the thought of a promotion and a raise instantly tempted the system.

As long as it successfully completes this ultimate mission with excellent results, it would definitely return in triumph and earn respect.

"Alright! Wait for my good news." This time the system was full of confidence.

"I knew our 77 was the best, go for it! I’m rooting for you!" Cheng Xiaoxiao didn’t forget to cheer it on.

If her smile weren’t so cunning, it might have looked more sincere.

After bluffing—oh! I mean briefing the system, Cheng Xiaoxiao contentedly went to sleep and had a beautiful dream, where a dashing handsome man gently flew toward her.

Not only was his appearance striking, but his warm and friendly smile melted her heart entirely.

Just as she was about to have an intimate moment with the handsome man, a shrill woman’s voice suddenly shouted from behind: "Bold! Where is this monster from, daring to offend the Immortal Lord."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was startled, feeling as if she was suspended in mid-air.

Ah~!

Her body started falling into the air, getting further and further away from the incredibly handsome man...

"Sister, Sister, wake up?" Cheng Xiaoyuan kept shaking the person who was smiling a moment ago but suddenly seemed terrified.

Ah~!

"Help!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly sat up, her chest heaving violently. Still disoriented, she heard that woman’s voice from the dream again.

"Sister, you had a nightmare!"

In the freezing cold, she was scared enough to break out in sweat. Cheng Xiaoyuan thoughtfully helped Cheng Xiaoxiao to wipe away the sweat, only to have her wrist tightly gripped.

"Ah!" Cheng Xiaoyuan was startled.

"Sister, it hurts. You’re hurting me." Cheng Xiaoyuan’s eyes brimmed with tears from the pain.

Hearing the familiar voice clearly, Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly let go, terrified. She thought it was the person who called her a monster.

Uh~!

She was completely muddled from sleep.

"I’m sorry, Xiaoyuan." Seeing the red mark on her sister’s wrist, Cheng Xiaoxiao felt very guilty.

If the system were here, it would have reminded her, and she wouldn’t have done something so foolish.

But luckily it wasn’t here; that dream was utterly bizarre.

Why on earth would someone say she’s a monster, so unlucky.

And what... was that a spring dream? She’s just about to turn fourteen this year, how could she have such a dream, sigh! Could it be her soul’s thoughts aren’t pure?

Sigh~!

Just an old aunt who’s been single for two lifetimes.

To even start having dreams like that, it’s a bit... shameful!

But why wasn’t the guy a modern and fashionable young man but instead a handsome ancient styled man from a fairy tale?

"Sister, are you alright?"

Seeing her lost in thought again, Cheng Xiaoyuan was a bit worried, "Did you dream of something scary?"

Ahem!

Just when Cheng Xiaoxiao was thinking of making up an excuse, Mr. Cheng came in hurriedly, "Daughter, daughter, what’s wrong?"

Seeing her father so worried, Cheng Xiaoxiao felt even more embarrassed.

Especially when she caught sight of her second brother standing in the doorway, she instantly felt caught and her face turned red to the ears.

"Nothing, nothing’s wrong."

Cheng Hao, intrigued, threw in a comment, "Waiting for you..." then turned and left.

"By the way, Ah Hao has been here for a while. Xiaoyuan didn’t wake you because you seemed to be sleeping so soundly. Hearing you two shouting just now, we came over worried to check."

Seeing his two daughters were fine, just a false alarm, Mr. Cheng comforted them a few words before leaving relieved.

Cheng Xiaoxiao fell back onto her bed, exhaling deeply.

"Sister, are you afraid of second brother?"

"No way, don’t talk nonsense." It’s not that she feared her brother, just... she didn’t know how to express it.

"Hehe, then tell me, what did you dream of just now?"

Speaking of the dream, Cheng Xiaoxiao was both embarrassed and annoyed, "What dream, I need to get up quickly, there’s still a ton of things waiting to be done today."

Cheng Xiaoyuan didn’t press further. Seeing her sister was shy, she speculated her sister perhaps dreamt of a young lord expressing his admiration.

She had never seen her sister showing such a sweet maiden smile, it was truly rare.

Sigh! I wonder what kind of extraordinary man is worthy of her sister.

If Cheng Xiaoxiao knew that her younger sister speculated about her dream so accurately, she would surely be even more embarrassed.

After she finished breakfast, an unexpected guest arrived at the house.

It seemed Han Family Master had been having a rough few days, looking much more haggard.

At this moment, Han Xifeng sported dark circles under his eyes, his face full of fatigue.

Seeing Cheng Xiaoxiao approach, he greeted her, forcing a smile.

"Is there something the Han Family Master needs at this time?"

Han Xifeng glanced at Cheng Hao who seemed to be meditating, noticing he didn’t intend to avoid eavesdropping. Looking back at Cheng Xiaoxiao, he hesitated.

"The Han Family Master can speak freely, my second brother represents my intentions in external matters."

Cheng Hao’s expressionless face softened slightly.

Contrary to his good mood was Han Xifeng, surprised and deeply feeling a sense of helplessness, was this the difference?

Thinking of the elders’ criticism and distrust, he felt exhausted, coupled with the constantly troubling clansmen who gave him no peace, unlike the unity of the Cheng Family.

In Han Xifeng’s eyes, they both managed a couple hundred clansmen, both enduring the refugee journey, yet the Cheng Family thrived, growing stronger while their resources waned, even clashing over uneven distribution.

The clan elders protect their own young ones but demand him, as the Family Head, to be fair and just. When resources were evenly distributed by headcount, they accused him of neglecting their status and position.

Whatever he did was wrong, seeing others doing well sparked envy, and his reluctance to lower his dignity and face for benefits made him a villain unworthy of his position, indifferent to the clansmen’s survival.

Even with evidence at hand, those old fools wouldn’t admit their inferiority, dreaming of equal footing and a share, blind and stubborn, cushioned by affluent ease they had grown ever obscured their sense of reality, always dreaming of being high and mighty, waiting to be fawned upon.

When he advised the family to join the 132th Regiment, he was labeled a traitor, almost deposed as Family Head. Had he not held the command for so many years and most people below only followed his orders, another would have replaced him by now.

Failing to get their way through him, they tried through his mother and wife.

...This, was his family.

Such a good one indeed!