[{"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-136":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},2336190,4567,"Chapter 136: Luxury Car Arrives in Tianjin","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-136",136,"\u003Cp>The noise faded, but the feast sparked by Qin Yun did not end with his livestream—it erupted fully online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name “Brother Qin” truly entered the broad public consciousness, spreading far beyond Douyin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For most people, it was just fleeting entertainment; those uninterested glanced once and moved on. Those intrigued found Qin Yun through various channels, following him or leaving comments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wave of popularity propelled him straight to three trending topics within hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was for his speed descent livestream, the second for his collaboration with Wu Ha, likely purchased, and the third for his world record-breaking feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These three trending topics triggered an insane surge in his follower count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Weibo alone, his followers jumped from ten million to twenty million in less than a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scale of this growth was absurdly extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Weibo was a social platform; Qin Yun cared more about Douyin. With traffic drawn from Weibo, his Douyin followers surged past fifty million, officially entering the platform’s top ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After handling everything, Qin Yun and Su Huan quietly returned to their guesthouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan’s legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun, quick as lightning, grabbed her and yanked her up urgently: “Su Huan, what’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt her body trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan steadied herself by gripping his arm, her eyes slightly damp: “I’m… fine. I was tensed up the whole time, and now that I’ve relaxed, my legs just went weak. I’ll be fine after a rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really fine?” Qin Yun frowned. Her complexion looked flushed, though.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Relax, I’m truly fine,” Su Huan brushed her hair back and patted his arm. “I was on edge the whole time—now it’s finally over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun placed his hand on her shoulder: “Why don’t you sleep for a bit? I’ll wake you when it’s time for lunch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled and walked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to step out, a warm body suddenly flung itself against his back, arms tightly encircling his waist. Instantly, Qin Yun froze, standing there dumbstruck, utterly at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan, hugging him from behind, said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, silence settled between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full two minutes, Su Huan finally spoke slowly: “Next time, I’m never coming to watch your livestream in person again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun opened his mouth, but his heart was racing faster than during his speed descent—his blood surged, his mind went blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why aren’t you saying anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan, puzzled, loosened her grip, turned him around, and saw his face flushed crimson, his eyes darting nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, she sensed something amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin Yun… you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun, who had felt nothing before, now looked at Su Huan’s face and found it breathtakingly beautiful. His heart raced—he spun away and hurried toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… I’m also tired. I’m going to rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Qin Yun leave the room, Su Huan’s lips slowly curved upward—her shyness vanished. She hadn’t expected his reaction to her bold hug to be so intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her mind, he’d either hug her back or act as if nothing happened. But this flustered, panicked state—what was that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone hearing this would doubt he was even married.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet precisely this unexpected reaction sparked sudden excitement in her—she now wanted to tease him even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in his room, Qin Yun slapped his burning face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cursed inwardly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, what’s wrong with me? I’m not a virgin—why is my heart pounding so hard? What’s going on? I never felt this way with Song Ya!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Su Huan… she’s truly beautiful. How did her face turn out so flawless? I just want to reach out and touch it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Slap!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun lightly slapped his own face, cutting off his wandering thoughts, took several deep breaths, and calmed his turbulent emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking back on his hasty escape, he felt regret. Why did he act like some inexperienced kid? He was nearly thirty—why did he suddenly chicken out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He told himself not to overthink, yet standing in the room, his mind drifted uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did Su Huan hug me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could she actually have feelings for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just got divorced—am I being a jerk by jumping into something new so fast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe she was just worried as a friend, with no other meaning. I’m probably overthinking this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pondered this for a full hour, his hair now a mess from constant scratching—until an overseas call jolted him back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the caller ID. He almost hung up, but hesitated, then answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he picked up, familiar German echoed: “Qin, it’s me, Laura.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Laura?” Qin Yun was surprised. It had been nearly a week since they last met—she hadn’t called, and he’d assumed she’d forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laura’s voice sounded excited: “Qin, I just watched your livestream—it was incredible! How did you dare? 144 km\u002Fh? You’re so adventurous!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun chuckled: “Didn’t expect you’d watch my livestream. How’s your recovery? Are you doing well?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for asking, Qin. I’m fine,” Laura said. “I’m calling because I sent you a gift after returning home—I figured it should arrive in the next couple days, so I wanted to remind you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gift?” Qin Yun dismissed it. “You didn’t need to go to so much trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These are carefully chosen items—I’m sure you’ll love them, hehe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, thanks. By the way, were the people who hurt you caught? Attempted murder should carry heavy penalties in Germany, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mentioning Mia and the others, Laura’s tone grew somber: “They had an accident while boarding a boat—no one’s been recovered yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… karma came fast, huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chatted a while longer, exchanged farewells, and hung up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Qin Yun claimed his reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Congratulations, host! Check-in successful. Random reward obtained: Wilderness Survival Skill +1】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Wilderness Survival Skill LV1: In the wild, you are the apex predator—nothing can challenge you.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, countless memories flooded his mind—all core techniques of wilderness survival surged in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some he already knew, but now these skills deepened further: star navigation, reading clouds for weather, identifying edible plants, fire-by-friction, water purification, building simple shelters—all became second nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, this wilderness survival skill was comprehensive and universal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From temperate forests to desert wastelands, from arctic tundra to extreme climates—terrain, weather, biological threats—all were etched into instinct. How to choose, how to avoid—everything became clear and precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, his wilderness survival techniques were now maxed out—he could survive even the harshest environments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory influx lasted five full minutes before ceasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head even throbbed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wilderness survival skill was incredibly vast—any single component alone would be a valuable ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, for his planned trip to Atlin Lake in Canada, he hadn’t been confident. In the wild—especially in Canada’s extreme, biologically rich terrain—any accident could happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In January, Atlin Lake’s average temperature ranges from -15°C to -25°C, plunging as low as -35°C in extremes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with this skill, he felt he could survive—even thrive—in even harsher conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this skill, his livestreaming scope could expand dramatically—he could now actively explore new livestream possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the heart of the Taklamakan Desert, known as the Sea of Death; Siberia’s permafrost tundra; the depths of the Amazon rainforest; or uninhabited Pacific islands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No rush. Life is long—I can take my time, no need to hurry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After resting two hours, just before lunch, he stood before Su Huan’s door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he remembered her soft body—and instantly felt uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Slap!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slapped his own face, muttering: “Damn, weakling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his hand dropped, Su Huan’s door swung open—he stepped back in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw the figure inside, his eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan had changed into a red high-neck knitted dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her figure with elegant, restrained sensuality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew she was fit—but this was excessive. That slender waist, long neck, and her half-smiling gaze left him utterly flustered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… Su Huan, let’s go eat. After lunch, I’ll take you to the airport.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan nodded: “Mm, okay. Do you want to return to Hangzhou with me first, or fly straight to Qinghai?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to tease him, but feared he’d think her forward—so she abandoned all her chaotic thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun thought: “I’ll fly straight to Qinghai. I’ve got nearly a month—I’ll circle around before returning to Hangzhou, then head directly to Beijing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him, time was ample. He never intended to rush this nationwide journey—China still had countless places he hadn’t properly seen or walked through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, over such a long trip, check-in tasks would inevitably appear—each one a skill for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lunch, they prepared to go upstairs and pack—when a call from Tianjin disrupted his plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Parcel? Car? Okay, I understand. I’ll come tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun shrugged at Su Huan: “A friend sent me a gift—it’s at Tianjin Port. Why don’t you skip returning to Hangzhou and come with me to Tianjin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is it? Delivered to Tianjin Port?” Su Huan was curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A car. Sent by Laura.” Qin Yun was stunned. “Didn’t expect Laura to be rich—she sent me two cars.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Laura?” Su Huan recalled—the German woman Qin Yun saved in the desert. “What kind of cars? Imported and shipped directly? And so fast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun spread his hands: “One BMW, one Mercedes. You’ll see when we get there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How generous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1554,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","85c2926c531cec70f3b3fcdc16a11e070dc22887a13129e08eba873f3a87c77d","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-137","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-135",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]