133: this is life

The most valuable, yet also the most worthless, time flew by in an instant.

The high-speed train had also traveled nearly 1,500 kilometers, from Chengdu to Fuzhou.

Stepping off the high-speed train at its final destination, the hanfu-clad girl pulled on Yang Dian's sleeve, looking at him pitifully, while taking out her phone to open a communication app's QR code.

Yang Dian hesitated for a moment but still didn't add her as a friend.

Although they had a pleasant chat on the train, and the girl's occasionally blushing cheeks were truly a sight of peerless beauty.

But a person, after all, must have some conscience and not be too much of a scoundrel.

One can appropriately vent desires.

For example, by finding a few masseuses to massage his legs.

But one cannot let the body be controlled and manipulated by desire.

If he knew he couldn't give her a future, why would he give her hope?

That's enough.

Bidding farewell to the hanfu girl amidst the triplets' cries of "scoundrel," refusing the request of the older sister in black stockings to help him move his luggage off the platform, and dodging the young married woman in sheer stockings who pretended to sprain her ankle and lean on him... Yang Dian passed through seven gates and cut down nine generals, relying on an iron-like will, and walked out of the exit unscathed.

On the other side, after a 12-hour journey, the chubby girl and the college student were already deeply in love, becoming a new pair of lovers.

"With such willpower, how did he refuse the organization's recruitment?"

Yang Dian couldn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, it had nothing to do with him.

There were plenty of Awakened in Huaxia; even if such a person joined the organization, they probably wouldn't go to the battlefield.

Whether they were recruited or not, it was all the same.

Strolling out of the station, just as he was about to wave down a taxi to go home, Yang Dian heard a few more "beep beep" sounds.

"Zhong Deng, over here!"

He turned his head and saw his Silly Younger Sister, wearing a pink helmet, riding a small electric scooter and waving frantically at him.

Her little hand was waving so fast it created afterimages.

The Little Black Cat was also there.

It sat on Yang Lele's shoulder, pretending not to care, its upright tail twitching.

Just as he was about to walk towards Yang Lele, Yang Dian sensed a slightly malicious gaze fall upon him.

He turned his head and saw the three male succubi from the high-speed train, who had been sitting around the chubby girl Zhao Yuanyuan but hadn't had a chance to make a move before the sunny college student beat them to it.

Perceiving the malice emanating from the middle-aged man among them, Yang Dian was first stunned, then smiled:

"Lele, go wait for me up ahead. Your brother ran into an acquaintance; I'll chat for a bit and then leave."

Yang Lele tilted her head, then obediently poked the ground twice with her foot, twisted the handle, and slowly drove the scooter forward:

"Then hurry up! Mom and Dad are still waiting for us to eat at home!"

Watching Yang Lele ride the electric scooter around the corner, Yang Dian then walked up to the middle-aged man, who watched him with some unease.

The two unfortunate companions next to him, seeing Yang Dian's clear target, quickly stepped aside.

The middle-aged man also took a step back uneasily:

"What do you want? This is a society of laws..."

Before he could finish, Yang Dian had already reached out, grabbed him by the neck, and pinned him against a pillar.

"Don't harbor any ill intentions."

"The world is so chaotic; it's perfectly normal for one or two people to die from a Mutant attack."

After muttering a few words into his ear, Yang Dian released his hand and looked at the other two, who appeared somewhat timid.

"The same goes for you."

With that, Yang Dian ignored their expressions and simply turned and walked away.

With great power comes great responsibility.

This is beyond doubt.

But another equally undoubted point is that the stronger one's power, the greater one's freedom.

His Family, without a doubt, was one of Yang Dian's inverse scales.

If anyone with ulterior motives tried to approach them, he would truly kill them.

After Yang Dian walked away, those handsome men and beautiful women, who didn't know each other but generally knew each other's identities, gathered around the middle-aged man who was leaning against the wall, clutching his throat, still not recovered from his fear.

"You're quite bold. Martial Artists are notoriously hot-tempered, especially those who have seen blood. Which one isn't a lawless individual? You actually dared to set your sights on his Younger Sister."

"You look good, but unfortunately, your brain doesn't work well. Which Family are you from? How could your Family let someone like you out? Tell me so my Family can avoid you."

"Let's disperse. Actually, there's nothing to mock. We're all in the same boat. Perhaps his Family is in trouble and he desperately needs to find a backer?"

"Is that person a bit averse to women? Does he like men? Why don't you two go try?"

"Possibly, but I wouldn't dare try. You only live once, and if you die, you're really dead."

"Besides, I'm not gay. Although I'm a prostitute, my sexual orientation is still normal..."

...Yang Dian didn't know that after only two trips to Chengdu, he had become an "Chengdu person" in other people's mouths.

If he had known, he would have surely turned back and had a good talk with them.

At this moment, he was standing by his Silly Younger Sister's small electric scooter, frowning.

"Why did you come to pick me up on a small electric scooter? Where will my suitcase go?"

Yang Lele took the suitcase, placed it on the footrest of the small electric scooter, and made a gesture inviting him to look.

Yang Dian's eyes twitched:

"What about my feet?"

"Just hang your feet on the suitcase, simple!"

After speaking, Yang Lele had already hugged the Little Black Cat and sat on the back of the small electric scooter first.

"You truly are my good Younger Sister."

Putting on his helmet and sitting in the driver's seat, Yang Dian dangled his legs by the side of the scooter, twisted the handle, and merged into the traffic.

"Is the battery fully charged? Will it run out of power halfway?"

"It was fully charged when I came."

"Hmm? You waited for me at the station for so long, and you didn't think to charge it?"

"The Little Black Cat kept meowing, and I was a bit annoyed by it, so I forgot."

The Little Black Cat's tail stood even straighter:

"Human, I didn't meow."

"Human, your Younger Sister was playing games."

"The ungrateful one said you were playing games."

"It's truly ungrateful, it actually tattled! And here I am, making delicious food for it every day!"

"Human, your Younger Sister's cooking is very unappetizing."

"It says your cat food is very unappetizing."

"Ah ah ah ah ah~~~"

"The cat is ungrateful, and you are also ungrateful."

"I'm going to headbutt you to death!"

Feeling the head behind him occasionally bumping against his back, and facing the mosquitoes and other insects hitting his helmet like raindrops, Yang Dian couldn't help but show a contented smile.

'Home is still the best~'

'Although there are really a lot of mosquitoes...'

...The journey was uneventful, and by the time they returned home, it was an hour later.

The small electric scooter's battery still held out.

Although the last stretch of road had completely turned into a snail's crawl, and going uphill required human power.

But at least they managed to make it home.

Yang Lele jumped off the small electric scooter and immediately wrapped her arms around Yang Dian's arm:

"Brother, did I count as picking you up this time?"

Yang Dian nodded:

"Yes."

"Then does what you said last time still count?"

Yang Dian was startled, "What did I say?"

"If I pick you up at the town station, you'll give me 50 yuan."

Yang Dian chuckled:

"You still remember?"

Yang Lele counted on her fingers:

"Going to the South Station is much farther than going to the town station, about 10 times farther in terms of distance, and I waited for you for so long..."

"Rounding up, give me 648!"

"6..."