145: End of the World PDST

A woman and many children, a handsome man and two beauties.

Looking at the landlord who ran away, they hadn't recovered yet.

The proprietress was wondering why this handsome man wanted to help her.

Pan Han and Yan Xiaoli, on the other hand, were wondering what Pan Han really wanted to do.

Pan Han was a bit dazed; after the transfer, his mind felt blank.

He didn't know why he bought this storefront; he just had to buy it, it felt uncomfortable not to.

"handsome, what are you doing? Will I pay you rent from now on?" The proprietress leaned forward and asked Pan Han cautiously.

Hearing her voice, he came back to his senses and said to the proprietress, "Yes, from now on, you only need to pay half of the previous rent each month."

"Ah? No price increase, and it's cut in half? handsome, are you serious?" The proprietress repeated.

"Yes, just focus on making your noodles. I'll come back to eat from time to time." Pan Han smiled slightly, patted her shoulder twice, and returned to his table to continue eating his noodles.

He didn't look back, leaving the proprietress dumbfounded.

"Mom, this uncle is really a good person!" The youngest son tugged at the proprietress's clothes and said.

"Come, you go inside first." Seeing that Pan Han didn't want to talk much, the proprietress didn't disturb him and led the children away.

Yan Xiaoli and Wang Doudou also quickly returned to the dining table.

"What's wrong with you? Are you alright!" Yan Xiaoli touched Pan Han's forehead; it wasn't hot!

"Yeah, Pan Han, why do I feel like you've been a bit off since you came back from your hometown?" Wang Doudou also asked with concern.

Pan Han didn't respond, burying his head in his noodles and finishing them quickly.

He wiped his mouth and looked up at the two beauties.

Pan Han let out a long breath: "Let's go, time to pay!"

As soon as Wang Doudou heard, she quickly ran to pay, and also got the proprietress's phone number and WeChat.

"You two take one car, I'm going to drive the M5." Pan Han sent them away and headed straight for the BMW.

Boom boom boom! The M5 engine roared and whined.

Pan Han didn't bother with the maybach, hitting the gas and speeding off.

"Oh my! Is he going crazy! Something's not right, hurry and follow him." Wang Doudou pulled Yan Xiaoli and quickly chased after him.

Pan Han wasn't trying to go crazy, nor was he trying to race, and he certainly wasn't trying to shake off the two beauties.

Instead, he wanted to talk to the system.

"System, come out!" Pan Han checked the rearview mirror; the maybach had already been left over 300 meters behind.

"Host, I'm here!" The system emitted a cold, mechanical voice.

"In my current situation, I can only ask you. I can't talk to anyone else."

"Understood!"

"Have you noticed that I'm a bit off?"

"I have and I haven't," the system replied ambiguously.

"What does that mean?" Pan Han checked the rearview mirror; the maybach was already out of sight.

"This is called apocalypse PDST, it's very common." The system had one good quality: it spoke directly without pretense.

"Ah? It's that serious? It's PDST?"

PDST is an abbreviation for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. It refers to a type of psychological disorder that develops after experiencing a traumatic event, with a delayed onset.

Pan Han had heard a little about it before.

"The host's experiences in the apocalypse were too rich and stimulating. This has led to significant psychological changes since your return. For example, you enjoy lounging on the balcony in the sun, helping the weak, and can't stand injustice!" The system began to analyze.

"Oh. No wonder, I feel now that everything in my world is good, and I won't allow anyone to destroy it."

"Yes. Because life in the apocalypse was too tragic. This makes you cherish the current world even more. That's why you repeatedly helped the girl selling wine and the proprietress of the noodle shop!" The system was in Pan Han's mind, so it naturally knew everything he had done.

"I understand! So, does this PDST have any harmful effects?" Pan Han asked nervously, fearing it would affect his body.

"It's relatively expensive!" The system replied.

"That's very scientific!" Pan Han gave a helpless smile.

"However, host, don't be nervous. This kind of PDST doesn't last long and will disappear automatically soon."

"Huh? How will I know if it's gone?"

"When you kill again." As soon as the system said this,

The BMW M5 shook violently, and Pan Han's heart felt as if it had been pierced by something. He gripped the steering wheel tightly to prevent driving into a ditch.

"How do you know I'll continue to kill? Will it be in my own world?"

"Yes. And it should be very soon."

"Did you get the script?" Pan Han was puzzled. How did the system know? He didn't even know who he was going to kill.

"According to calculations, someone is about to break through the threshold and reach your killing critical point." The system indeed had no script.

"That's exaggerated. You can even calculate who deserves to die?"

"If you don't slow down, you'll definitely end up in a ditch later." The system smirked.

"Understood. Everything can be calculated, and mortals will all die in the end!" Pan Han also responded coldly.

"Good that you understand! Good luck!" After saying that, the system disappeared with a whoosh.

Pan Han chuckled inwardly, damn it, it even gave me a notification sound, afraid I wouldn't know it was gone.

However, this conversation with the system calmed Pan Han down a lot.

So, he was sick! Since it would disappear soon, that was good.

Pan Han relaxed, took out his phone, and called Yan Xiaoli.

"I'm fine now! Let's go back. I'll park by the side of the road. You get in."

Yan Xiaoli put it on speaker, and she and Wang Doudou listened.

"He wants me to go back to the rented apartment with him. He probably wants to pack some things, he hasn't been back in a long time."

"Mm, then you two go first. I'm going home. Call me anytime if something comes up." Wang Doudou parked the car by the roadside, and she and Yan Xiaoli got out.

"Doudou, you go back first. If there's any news from Uncle Wang, let me know." Pan Han had returned to normal and spoke kindly to Wang Doudou.

"Mm, it's good that you're alright! Then let's keep in touch by phone." Wang Doudou patted Pan Han's shoulder.

The two cars went their separate ways.

Yan Xiaoli sat in the passenger seat and touched Pan Han's head again.

"I'm fine now! Don't worry." Pan Han took her hand, held it in his, and kissed it.

"Mm. If you want to talk, talk. If you don't want to, I won't ask. Don't worry." Yan Xiaoli truly understood men!

"I have another head that needs comforting." Pan Han joked with her.

"Hmph!" Yan Xiaoli said, and was about to unbuckle his pants.

"Hey, hey! I was just saying it."

"Nonsense! How can something like this just be said and done!"

"You wait until we get home!"

...

This time, there were no ellipses, because Yan Xiaoli held back.

After all, it's not safe to drive while driving. And there's also the risk of being caught on camera.

If it were exposed when the company opened, Pan Han's money would have been wasted.

Yan Xiaoli would absolutely not do anything that wasted other people's money.

This kind of woman has an extremely strong sense of proportion; she knows when to be deep and when to be shallow.

Pan Han naturally wouldn't force her; he enjoyed bickering with Yan Xiaoli.

This feeling was different from Cheng Xiao in the apocalypse.

Cheng Xiao, strictly speaking, was his person.

But Yan Xiaoli wasn't; she had her own ideas and goals. At most, they were good friends and partners.

Although the two of them often 'drove,' it didn't feel like they were lovers or in a romantic relationship.

Neither side had ever acknowledged that kind of relationship, but maintained a tacit understanding, where no one broke the silence.

Pan Han suddenly felt that he had grown up!