Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 211 The Ancestral Spirit Undergoes Some Changes

Mewe's first cry was truly earth-shattering!

Capitalizing on the immense buzz generated by Ye Fan's school anniversary celebration, Mewe launched with a well-planned series of moves.

The effects were immediate, and the data skyrocketed.

Within just 24 hours of its launch, the number of registered users skyrocketed to over 10!

This figure was nothing short of a bombshell in the mobile internet startup scene in 2014!

Keep in mind, this is just the result of one day!

Preliminary analysis shows that the NTU campus has been almost "invaded," with a conservative estimate that over 90% of the students have downloaded the app.

Even more exciting is that this craze spread rapidly like ripples, attracting students from many universities around Jinling University Town to become Mewe's first loyal fans.

The magic of the "Ye Fan Effect" and the "amazing scene at the school anniversary celebration" was fully demonstrated!

Ye Fan was not blinded by his initial victory.

He knew that the traffic boost brought about by this personal event needed to be quickly transformed into the platform's own vitality.

After firing the first shot, Ye Fan immediately approved the allocation of 10 million RMB as special promotion funds, determined to make this fire burn even brighter!

Furthermore, he personally oversaw the development of a more systematic and aggressive follow-up promotion plan, targeting the national university market and beginning to penetrate a wider range of young people.

A second project plan was then developed.

A brand new "Top News" section has been added to the most prominent position on the Mewe homepage!

The core message is clearly displayed at the top: "Read about daily world events without leaving home!"

This design cleverly combines the social genes of later microblogs with the information push advantages of news aggregation apps, greatly enriching Mewe's content ecosystem and practical value, making it no longer limited to simple social sharing.

These past few days, Ye Fan has been so busy he hasn't had a moment to spare.

Company, school, various meetings and decisions occupy almost all of his time.

But he never forgot the bamboo grove courtyard and the girl who needed to be "fed".

He made a special trip to buy a large amount of fresh ingredients, filling every corner of the refrigerator in the courtyard.

Before leaving, he earnestly told the spirit of the ancestors: "You must come and cook these dishes every day; it's your job. If I return, we'll eat together; if I don't, you'll eat them yourself. Remember, don't let the vegetables spoil and go to waste."

Although his tone carried an unquestionable command, it also concealed a hint of barely perceptible concern.

The ancestral spirit was indeed very obedient.

In the days that followed, she really did come to the courtyard on time every day and cook diligently.

On nights when Ye Fan didn't appear, she would sit quietly on a small stool in the kitchen and finish all her food, leaving not a single grain of rice.

They were afraid of it breaking and going to waste.

That evening, Ye Fan finally managed to break free from his relentless work and returned to the bamboo grove courtyard.

He habitually went to the kitchen first to open the refrigerator and check; it was empty, all the food had been used up.

A relieved smile appeared on Ye Fan's tired face.

Relaxing, he went into the bathroom to take a shower and wash away his fatigue.

However, when he habitually picked up the toiletries from the shelf, his movements suddenly stopped.

Shampoo, shower gel, facial cleanser... all the beautifully packaged bottles and jars he had specially prepared for her were still there, untouched, with the seals intact and the plastic wrap still intact!

They were as if they were just cold decorations, never needed.

After taking a shower, I took out my phone and dialed the number of Xian Zuling.

But then my phone rang that damn notification sound again.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."

Damn it, this feeling of not being able to contact you is really uncomfortable; it was the same last time.

Just then.

"Click".

The sound of the key turning the lock cylinder could be heard clearly.

Immediately afterwards, the door was gently pushed open a crack.

The spirit of the ancestor timidly poked half its body inside.

She clearly didn't know Ye Fan would be back tonight, because she had been alone here for the past few nights.

In other words, she always looked the same when she was alone, but she seemed much better than before.

Ever since that night at the school anniversary celebration, when she heard Ye Fan's speech about "courage" and "facing," a small spark seemed to have been thrown into a frozen corner of her heart.

Although faint, it was indeed trying to melt the ice, allowing her to clumsily and little by little try to "hear" the sounds of the world, instead of simply isolating herself in silent fear.

Her complexion no longer seemed as frighteningly sallow as when they first met; a faint hint of color had crept in.

My body seems to have gained a little weight?

Of course, this change is extremely subtle and almost imperceptible unless one observes it carefully.

As soon as Xian Zuling entered the house and saw Ye Fan sitting in the living room, she exclaimed in surprise, "Ye Fan, you're back? There's not enough food for the two of us, so I'll go to the supermarket to buy some..."

She's been carrying a hundred-yuan bill in her pocket these past few days, just so she can buy groceries when Ye Fan comes back.

After all, she could comfortably "mooch" meals from Ye Fan by eating with him while he cooked for her.

These past few days, she's been eating alone. Although Ye Fan told her to eat, the unease she felt about "taking advantage" made her feel like she owed him something.

This hundred yuan was the proof she planned to use to "pay off her debts".

Ye Fan said casually, "The vegetables in the school supermarket aren't fresh. Let's go to a department store instead. I can buy some other things while I'm there!"

Xian Zuling nodded and said, "Okay!"

Then, a sudden thought struck me.

Go to the mall or supermarket? The vegetables there will definitely be more expensive! She subconsciously clenched the hundred-yuan bill in her pocket, which was slightly warm from her body heat.

If we go to a shopping mall, 100 yuan might not be enough...

"Oh, right," Ye Fan said, as if remembering something, and naturally reached out his hand, "Give me your phone."

This time, he didn't ask why the phone couldn't be reached, seemingly accepting that her old-fashioned phone was malfunctioning.

"Hmm..." Xian Zuling didn't hesitate, took out the old cell phone with badly worn edges from the inside pocket of his coat, and silently handed it over.

Ye Fan took her old-fashioned mobile phone, pressed the power button, but the screen remained completely black and unresponsive.

He skillfully pried open the back cover, revealing the small battery inside.

Sure enough, the contacts were slightly bent. He gently straightened the battery, reinstalled it, and then pressed the power button.

A faint but familiar startup ringtone sounded, and the screen lit up with a dim yellow light.

There's really nothing on this phone.

There weren't even any harassing text messages.

There were only three numbers in the contacts: one for her mother, one for her grandmother, and the last one was Ye Fan's.