22: Chapter 22 Fugitive, Assassin, Spy

June 1st. Today is Children's Day in Xia Country. I've discovered a strange culture here in Xia Country: some adults in their twenties and thirties still like to celebrate Children's Day.

June 3rd. Today I discovered my neighbor is acting abnormally. He was crying alone in his room. I couldn't have misheard; he was definitely crying.

He is an adult in his twenties. I must say, adults in Xia Country are quite fragile, just like how they still insist on celebrating Children's Day.

This might be a Breakthrough. For this reason, I've decided to write about it in my articles, hoping my compatriots can discover the intelligence I'm passing on through the hints in my writing.

June 4th. Today, there wasn't much happening nearby or on the internet in Xia Country. However, I unexpectedly discovered that my neighbor didn't go to work, which is incredible.

Every time I change my identity, I conduct a detailed investigation of the surrounding neighbors. I know clearly that he only has one relative, and he has to rely entirely on his own efforts.

I remember he usually works overtime every day and returns very late. He shouldn't be giving up such a high-paying programming job.

Something is wrong. I like to observe everything unusual around me.

June 5th. After my investigation, I found he didn't quit his job, but I also found the reason for his abnormal behavior.

When he went out for a morning run, I secretly picked his lock and entered. I found a medical report inside; it turns out he has terminal cancer.

What a pitiful guy. I've decided to give up observing him.

June 7th. On my way to work, I saw a hijacking case. It's hard to believe this actually happened in a high-tech zone like Nanshan District in Xia Country. Xia Country really is a chaotic and turbulent country. This must also be written into my articles; I hope you all can see it.

June 8th. The police came to the door today. I thought I had been discovered, but it was a misunderstanding; they were conducting inquiries about yesterday's incident.

From my observations, the case doesn't seem to have been solved yet. The efficiency of the Xia Country police puts me at ease; they really are lazy.

June 24th. It's strange; my neighbor is still running as usual. This has piqued my interest again because it's very irrational.

Moreover, I greeted him this morning. Judging by his reaction, there are absolutely no symptoms of a terminal illness. This is not right! Very not right!

June 29th. I saw that neighbor again. This time I felt relieved; his state seemed very wrong, so I canceled my observation of him.

July 1st. Damn it, his state is good again. Out of professional habit, I must pay attention to such abnormal situations. I have resumed observing him.

July 2nd. Is he really still a terminal patient? How can his condition get better day by day?

July 3rd. Damn it, can't he just be quiet for a moment? Even if he just lay in bed at home, I wouldn't have such strong curiosity.

July 4th. Continue observing the neighbor.

July 5th. Continue observing.

July 27th. Professional habit has made me fed up with the neighbor. I really want to ask him what is going on. Is terminal illness ineffective on him? Is he Indian?

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After drinking the Bazhen Soup he had brewed himself, Li Changsheng felt his condition was surprisingly good. It truly lived up to its reputation as the premier soup for nourishing both Qi and blood.

Just after the first dose, and after practicing the Eight Brocades a few times, the effect was immediate.

However, after practicing the Eight Brocades eight times, the effect began to decline as usual.

But Li Changsheng discovered that continuing to practice Taiji Stake Training and the Marrow Cleansing Classic still yielded excellent results.

Li Changsheng understood that this was because the medicinal properties were still taking effect.

I must say, this is much more potent than the ten-ingredient decoction.

At this moment, his panel attributes had also changed significantly.

[Physical Strength: 5]

[Energy: 7]

[Lifespan: 170.]

"My current physical fitness can be considered in the range of an ordinary person, but my energy is much higher than that of an ordinary person. I remember this is related to Qi, consciousness, and emotions, so does this column reflect the strengthening of the breath within my body?"

Li Changsheng thought about how the warm current in his body when he just finished Cultivating was indeed much stronger than before.

"The portion of Bazhen Soup this time is enough for me to use for half a month. I'll check the results again in half a month. If the results are still good, I'll continue, but I need to think of a way to get money."

Because he had previously remitted 100,000 to his grandmother, he only had a little over 100,000 left in his hands. After spending such a large sum this time, only 70,000 remained in his balance.

It looks like a lot, but it can't withstand such reckless spending.

"No wonder the ancients often said that the poor study literature while the rich practice martial arts. This stuff is something only rich people can play with."

Shaking his head, Li Changsheng decided to clean up the trash in the room and then start his stream; he needed to work hard to earn money.

After cleaning up, he took a plastic bag and went out.

"Is that Brother Li? What's this, going out to take out the trash?"

Just as he opened his door, the door next door opened at the same time. It was a middle-aged man who looked refined, somewhat thin, with fair skin and wearing glasses.

This was his neighbor, Wang Xudong, who lived next door. He looked introverted, but he was actually quite good at conversation.

In the past, Li Changsheng didn't interact much with him, but after resigning, he had plenty of time and often ran into him.

"Ah, yes. Brother Wang, did you finish writing your novel today? Are you going out?"

Li Changsheng also responded with a smile. This Brother Wang was actually a web novel author. It was said that he earned several tens of thousands a month on a certain tomato website; he was definitely a master author.

However, it was a bit strange that he lived here alone. He hadn't seen his wife, and he didn't know if he wasn't married yet or if they were separated.

"Finished. I was planning to go down and do some shopping. Going the same way?"

"Sure!"

Li Changsheng nodded. This neighbor was decent to chat with on a daily basis and was quite amiable.

The two of them entered the elevator together.

"Uh, by the way, I remember you were a programmer before, right? What, did you resign?" Wang Xudong spoke up to break the silence.

"Oh, yes, I resigned. You know, being a programmer is too tiring. I plan to take a break for a while after resigning," Li Changsheng said with a smile.

Believe that, my foot. Don't think I don't know you have a terminal illness.

"That won't do. You're at an age where you aren't married yet, right? Buying a house in Shenzhen isn't cheap; you have to work hard."

"Hehe, no rush. I'm still young."

"How can you not be in a rush? By the way, how come I see your condition fluctuating between good and bad? At your age, you need to pay attention to your health. Have you been to the hospital for a checkup?"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng frowned slightly. Why was Brother Wang talking so much today?

Bad news!

Seeing Li Changsheng's expression, Wang Xudong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Uh, Brother Li, we're here. I'll be going first."

As he said that, he waved his hand and quickly disappeared from Li Changsheng's view.

"Brother Wang is really strange, asking about this and that. Could he be a foreign spy?" But immediately, Li Changsheng shook his head. What am I thinking? Do I think I'm writing a novel?

Actually, it's no wonder he had this thought. After all, the newspapers reported a while ago that the kidnapper from that day had the surface identity of a web author, but was actually a murderer who had been on the run for many years.

In addition, he had also seen a piece of news saying that there was a web author who was actually a hitman in secret. In order to target a person, he deliberately wrote a novel that suited the other person's taste, then attracted them to read and tip, found their specific address through their IP, and completed the offline assassination of the fan.

So now, Li Changsheng is quite sensitive to the identity of a web author.