[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-121":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336175,4567,"Chapter 121: The Gods Believe in You","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-121",121,"\u003Cp>Sophia stepped out of the house, and her waiting family immediately gathered around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Darling, how could Dad hit you so hard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man at the front, seeing the palm print on Sophia’s face, frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophia signaled him with her eyes not to speak rashly, then gently stroked the heads of the children: “Let’s talk when we get back. Father is heartbroken—he’s entitled to vent his frustration. I’m used to it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant relayed Sophia’s words to Ben, who sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her marriage, his eldest daughter had been fine—she even cared for her sister Laura. But after marrying and having children, her concern for Laura plummeted, even turning into deep hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew exactly why: nothing but messy, trivial matters concerning the family business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s still alive, and they’re already scheming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Henry, do you really think Laura’s in trouble?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ben spoke with a hoarse voice, eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly man standing beside him—Henry—was the most loyal friend of the Quan family, and Ben’s childhood companion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry adjusted his glasses and comforted: “Ben, there’s a Chinese saying: good people are blessed by heaven. I believe Laura won’t come to harm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Sophia dealt with Mia and the others—doesn’t that prove something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sophia is Laura’s own sister. I believe she couldn’t bring herself to hurt her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh… I hope so. Has the team sent to China responded yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lunch, they filled their water bottles and continued on their way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun periodically adjusted their direction to avoid going off course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked for four hours, crossing the Gobi, until the surrounding landscape reverted to dominant yardang formations. Seeing Laura’s exhaustion, Qin Yun finally stopped and began selecting a spot to build a shelter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yardang terrain stretched endlessly, littered with sandstone in every conceivable shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turtle-back, dome-shaped, columnar—any form you could imagine, you’d find here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the wind was strong, relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he avoided building under rocks prone to collapse, instead choosing a naturally enclosed three-sided hollow, its rough sandstone ridges and gullies. He cleared the area and used his umbrella cloth as the main material to cover the top and front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interior space was enough for two people to lie side by side without discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Laura, rest first. I’ll get a fire—we’ll spend the night here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, Qin, you’ve worked hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded slightly and went about his tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura leaned back inside the shelter, troubled. She hugged her knees, her gaze shifting between sharpness, sorrow, and worry—complex and layered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad knows I’m missing—what will he do? Given his nature, he’ll surely suspect Sophia, won’t he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lost in thought, she heard the crackle of fire outside and lifted the umbrella cloth to peek out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun had already set up a wolf-meat roast; beside it, an oddly shaped stone had appeared, filled with water and now heating over the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the movement, Qin Yun turned to her: “Almost ready to eat. Hungry?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura shook her head: “Not really. Where did you get that stone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Laura notice the water-filled stone, Qin Yun smiled: “I found it not far away—it was naturally hollow inside, and the material was solid. Perfect for boiling water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura stepped out of the shelter; a cold gust swept past, making her shiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when she neared the fire did warmth return to her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To shield the fire from the constant wind, Qin Yun built a windbreak around it using broken stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sat before the fire, chatting casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin, how old are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Twenty-five?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun shook his head: “I’m twenty-eight. You?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m twenty-three. I just graduated from the University of Munich in Germany.” Laura exclaimed, “Do Chinese people all look unusually young? You look barely twenty-four or twenty-five.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Qin Yun smiled, adding another stick to the fire. “What did you study in university? I heard Germans stick to one job for life—is that true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense!” Laura rolled her eyes. “Only if you choose century-old companies like Volkswagen or Siemens. Today’s German youth are different—they play hard after graduation, quit jobs they hate, even take odd jobs—it’s everywhere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh.” Qin Yun chuckled. “But your German workplace surely doesn’t have the 35-year-old age discrimination we do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“35-year-old age discrimination?” Laura looked puzzled. “What does that mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In our country, internet companies treat thirty-five as a threshold—if you haven’t reached a high enough management level, you’re at risk of being laid off. Most companies rigidly cap hiring ages—thirty-five is an invisible rule.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura reacted with extreme surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way? Isn’t thirty-five when someone has the most experience and problem-solving ability?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell is Qin Ye  rambling about? Why does Laura look terrified?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin Ye ’s just scaring her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tricking a young girl? Minimum ten years in prison.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced over, speechless: “I’m just discussing employment conditions between our countries. I said our companies shut the door at thirty-five, and she didn’t believe me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, I’m thirty-four—I’ve been unemployed for three years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, I’m thirty-five—just got my optimization notice today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our company only hires people under thirty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s nothing—our company’s average age is twenty-five. Where’s the fairness? I’m already twenty-six—I feel like I’ll be laid off any day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura added: “If you can’t find a job, what do you do? Odd jobs? Start a business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nope.” Qin Yun shrugged. “We’ve got the Lucky Trio and the Iron Triathlon—plenty of ways to get by. You won’t starve.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lucky Trio? Iron Triathlon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After learning what the Lucky Trio and Iron Triathlon meant, Laura realized every country’s youth had their own struggles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I studied business administration in university. When I get back, Dad will probably assign me to intern at the company.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Online viewers, seeing Laura’s reluctance, urged Qin Yun on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin Ye , ask Laura what her family does—she looks rich.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could she be German nobility?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can’t fake that aura—Laura’s definitely from a wealthy family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun ignored them, chatting casually with Laura, occasionally translating for the viewers. Soon, the wolf meat was done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura ate the wolf meat with distaste: “Who’d have thought? Before graduation, I was dining on Michelin three-star meals in Germany. Now I’m stranded in a Chinese desert, chewing on rancid wolf meat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, when you get back, it’ll be a memorable story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura smiled, held her breath, and swallowed the wolf meat whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin, do you have regrets?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Regrets?” Qin Yun paused. The girl was feeling sentimental. He shook his head. “Who doesn’t have regrets?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he remembered a line he’d seen online, thought for a moment, and translated it into German:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flowers bloom and fade; heroes grow old; beauties wither; life is full of missed chances. Even in the glorious, endless Chang’an, every corner is written with regret. How could anyone be without regrets?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to this poetic passage, Laura’s eyes widened: “Qin, you’re a poet? That’s so profound.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Laura’s adoring gaze, the livestream chat erupted in disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, who knows what Qin Ye  said? Why does Laura’s look at him change again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s be honest—Qin Ye  knows how to charm. Last time it was Han Meiren, now it’s the German big mare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Player, pfft!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cousin, what did you say? Can you translate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching these comments, Su Huan on her phone burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Han Wei also smiled warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charm? Not charm—it’s innate magnetism, the kind that draws people in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s the greatest charm a man can offer a woman? Nothing but security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at the livestream, cleared his throat, and realized the one calling him “cousin” was his cousin Shen Jia—the girl was skipping class to play with her phone. He’d have to tell Aunt Xiao about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t speculate. I just said a couple of things, showed off a bit of literary flair—that’s all. Nothing worth mentioning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still had some pride—he could quote online lines to foreigners, but saying them to his own people felt shameless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating and drinking, Qin Yun dug a shallow trench from the shelter to the fire pit, so heat could flow through—even a little was better than none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friends, it’s time to say goodbye again. Today went unusually smoothly—probably because we’re nearing Lenghu Town, so danger has naturally decreased. I didn’t sleep last night. My body feels fine, but mentally I’m exhausted. Tomorrow at eight, we’ll meet again. Goodnight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, I saw the size of that shelter—barely enough for two people to lie side by side. Tonight, this bastard’s gonna cuddle Laura.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Asshole, living it up in the desert like this—total beast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t have to livestream—just record the banned clips. I’ll pay to watch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun stared at the comments, hand hovering over the end-stream button, face darkening: “Enough already. I, Qin Yun, am a respectable man. You’ve known me for days—how can you slander me like this? Besides, no matter how beautiful a woman is, after days without a bath and eating rancid wolf meat, she’d stink ten miles away. Would you want to touch her? Calling me a beast—you’re the beasts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, you’re flustered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excuses are cover-ups.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun sighed helplessly—he knew arguing with them was pointless—and tapped the end-stream button.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned to the shelter. The space wasn’t nearly as cramped as the viewers claimed—there was still plenty of room between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before falling asleep, after exchanging good nights, Qin Yun’s breathing quickly became steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Laura, lying at the other end, remained awake for a long time, even though her body was utterly exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether speaking to herself or to Qin Yun, Laura’s voice softly echoed inside the shelter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the time, I was calling out to my god, but my god never appeared. When I gave up, it was you—not my god—who stood before me. Qin, can I still believe in my god?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-asleep, Qin Yun did not think—he answered almost instinctively:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If your god still won’t help you, I think it just means he still believes in you…”\u003C\u002Fp>",1658,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d63d661245ea800d54bcb1b331a35d2f9ed15e3a1c0346a057277521479f02a4","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-122","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-120",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]