[{"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-21":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},2336075,4567,"Chapter 21","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-21",21,"\u003Cp>“Hey, Mr. Qin, are you still in Hebei?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun looked at the caller ID—it was the Baoding Traffic Police Corps of Hebei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, I’ve already left Hebei. What’s this about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other side let out an immediate sigh of disappointment: “We were planning to invite you here for an award ceremony honoring your bravery, but since you’re not around, we’ll just mail you the medal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a medal too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just the medal—there’s a cash prize as well, though the approval process for the money takes longer. We’ll contact you once we have news. Where should we send the medal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun immediately gave his hometown address in Zhoushan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Qin, I’ve noted it down. Thank you again for stepping in and saving several families. Also, the families of the accident victims want to thank you personally—what do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun quickly refused: “No need, no need—please don’t reveal my contact information.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood. We won’t give out your contact details without your permission. Rest assured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Qin Yun didn’t ask how much the prize money was—he hadn’t saved lives for the money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was the second day after the rock climb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t felt particularly tired during the climb, but now that he was off the mountain, his body reacted. It wasn’t physical exhaustion—it was the intense mental focus that left him utterly drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only recovered after a good sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking back on the entire climb, except for the first twenty or thirty meters, every moment after that was a life-or-death crisis. If he hadn’t shed all his fears and relied on the skills that gave him complete control, his old mental state would’ve been disastrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though after reviewing it, he saw many areas for improvement, he could still take pride in having completed his first free solo climb at the risk of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t a carefree climb—it was a death-defying act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the full video, he couldn’t help but say to himself: “Damn, that was awesome!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He imported all footage from the four cameras into his computer, but stared at the files, unsure what to do. Though his photography skills were now master-level, he’d never learned editing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, basic editing was simple—he downloaded Jianying, studied it for hours, and soon learned how to cut and delete clips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how to make it look good, how to splice shots for maximum impact—he had no idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the computer screen filled with footage that felt like a boring log, Qin Yun sighed. Each skill has its master, and understanding comes at different times: “Forget it—I’ll ask in the class group later and see if anyone knows someone who can help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun didn’t know that a surveillance camera near Shanzhui Cliff on Mount Tai had captured his leap and grip on the rock ledge. Though distant and blurry, it was clearly a human figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the monitoring center, the security team stared, dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“C…Captain…is this AI? I heard AI’s gotten really powerful these days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“AI your head—it’s our own surveillance footage, you idiot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Hu was furious and immediately ordered more surveillance cameras installed—no more incidents like this. If someone died hanging off Mount Tai, it would ruin the scenic area’s reputation—and revenue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scenic area’s revenue was the security team’s revenue. The security team’s revenue was Hu Daming’s revenue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For lunch, Qin Yun ate at the hotel, then set off again, planning to drive straight through Shandong and Jiangsu into Anhui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he got on the highway, he received a WeChat voice call from Su Huan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? You’re still in Shandong? It’s been five or six days—how are you still not out of Shandong? Is Shandong more fun than our big Hebei?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Qin Yun said he was still at Mount Tai, Su Huan was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine. Kinda fun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft! What’s there in Shandong besides Mount Tai?” Su Huan defended Hebei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the best excavator training?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan blurted: “Blue Sky in Shandong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she sighed: “I give up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha…” Qin Yun laughed. “I’m on the highway now. Planning to drive straight to Anhui today—if all goes well, I’ll reach Hangzhou tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. Call me when you get to Hangzhou. I promised you West Lake Fish in Sour Soup—I’m holding to that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll change my route now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chatted and laughed for a few more minutes. When Qin Yun hung up, his car had already entered the Beijing-Taiwan Expressway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he drove, he thought about his self-media path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rock climbing was definitely a direction—especially free solo climbing like his, which would surely attract views. But dangerous stunts like this could only be done occasionally. Too many times, and one day luck would run out—he’d die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But rock climbing has many forms—it doesn’t have to be unroped like the Dawn Wall. No one does unroped free solo; everyone uses protection. Even so, globally, very few can truly summit the Dawn Wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Free soloing could be done—but not often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun made up his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now that I have the rock climbing skill and plant knowledge, maybe wilderness challenges could be a good alternative.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rock climbing gave him superior physical strength, and plant knowledge let him easily find edible vegetation in the wild—perfect for wilderness challenges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or I could try learning from Bear Grylls or Bear Grylls-style survival? But besides my physical fitness and plant knowledge, I don’t know other wilderness skills—biology, medicine, cooking, or other survival essentials. With just these two, I wouldn’t last.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the wild, danger lurks everywhere—a single insect bite could leave you vomiting and diarrhea-stricken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thinking, Qin Yun decided wilderness challenges sounded unreliable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, his head ached from overthinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it—I’ll take it one step at a time. First, upload the video and see how it performs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped thinking, pressed the accelerator harder, and sped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three and a half hours later, he entered Jiangsu. Less than an hour after that, he crossed into Anhui, arriving in Huabei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it came to Anhui, 99% of Chinese people only knew Huangshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Qin Yun had specifically researched Anhui in high school, because Anhui held a special place in Zhoushan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhoushan people weren’t exactly discriminatory—when they saw someone messy or unkempt, they’d say: “Looks like an Anhui Ning.” On one hand, there were many Anhui people in Zhoushan; on the other, Anhui’s GDP was low, especially with severe regional imbalance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after researching Anhui in high school, Qin Yun’s impression was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anhui had majestic, mystical mountains and a deep, enduring cultural heritage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its mountains were famed for four wonders: strange pines, bizarre rocks, sea of clouds, and hot springs. Its rivers surged eastward, nourishing the fertile rice and fish lands along the Yangtze. Its cultural lineage carried millennia of tradition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In tourism, Anhui was no less than any other province.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But honestly, after getting off the highway and walking around, Qin Yun found Anhui’s development was mediocre—nowhere near Zhejiang’s level. No wonder so many Anhui people left home to seek opportunities in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun didn’t stop—he drove to Huainan and checked into a hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When people thought of Huainan, most only knew Huainan beef soup. Qin Yun was no different—but he also knew about the tomb of Liu An, the Prince of Huainan, who supposedly invented tofu. So Qin Yun planned to visit Shouxian tomorrow and take some photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For dinner, he had a bowl of beef soup, a bowl of Gongshan tofu, and a Ma Huang chicken—tasting the local specialties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he noticed the beef soup here was nothing like what he’d eaten in Beijing. Here, the broth was slow-simmered over open flame for over eight hours—rich, fragrant, and growing deeper with every sip. In Beijing, it was just salty and fragrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked the shop owner, who said: “Outside this region, the broth is mostly artificial flavoring. No one slow-simmers like we do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, he returned to the hotel, sat at his computer, and studied Jianying again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also asked in his university group: “Anyone know a good video editor? Paid work!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise, the first to reply was Su Huan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You need video editing?” Su Huan asked bluntly. “Is it your travel footage?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun replied: “Yeah, footage from Mount Tai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan was still working overtime in her brightly lit office. She typed furiously: “Are you crazy? You’re paying to edit travel videos? What’s wrong with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at the video of himself hanging from the cliff and thought: Well, it’s still a travel video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop talking. Just tell me if you know someone. Paid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan: “Wait a sec. I’ll ask. Five minutes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan thought for a moment, then messaged a former subordinate: “Xiao Nan, are you still doing self-media?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He replied with a question mark, then: “Sister Huan, I quit. I only know editing—not operation or planning. Couldn’t think of any good content niches, so I stopped. Lately, I’m starting an ad company with some friends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, a friend of mine shot some travel footage and wants it edited. Can you take it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure. What kind of footage? How long? Any special effects, or just basic editing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… let me ask. What’s the usual price?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For a regular travel video, a thousand yuan. Higher demands mean higher prices.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, wait a moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After ending the chat with Fang Nan, Su Huan switched to Qin Yun’s chat window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I asked. A regular travel video is a thousand yuan. Send me the raw footage—I’ll forward it to him for a quote.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun thought—the full files were too big to send: “I’ll export a rough cut first. Send him that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Send it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun immediately exported the Jianying video—a full fifty-minute clip. Exporting took over ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan looked at the file size in her email—15 gigabytes—and was speechless: “Bro, what did you even film?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just regular footage. Everything’s in there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. I’ll download it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan was exhausted by Qin Yun. Watching the download speed, she knew it’d take forever. She gave up and went back to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Qin Yun received several private messages from classmates, but he turned them all down, saying he’d already arranged someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around 11 p.m., Qin Yun was half-asleep when his phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swiped the screen, and immediately heard a roar: “Qin Yun, are you insane? 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