[{"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-328":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},2336382,4567,"Chapter 328: Training Ends (2\u002F3)","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-328",328,"\u003Cp>“Mom, yeah, I’m fine. Qin has been good to me; you don’t need to worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brad? What does he want?” Lei En’s emotions suddenly flared up, “Mom, you absolutely must not listen to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lei En, don’t worry. I didn’t even let him in the door. That bastard won’t drag us down—he definitely heard about the prize money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, that’s definitely it.” Lei En was furious, “Tell him to get lost. He won’t get a single penny from us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after hanging up, Lei En remained agitated; Fang Yuan curiously asked, “Lei En, what’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei En clenched his fists: “It’s my father—the bastard who abandoned our family when I was five. He found out I got a hundred thousand dollars and went to Mom, spouting sweet lies. His motive is obvious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei En spoke quickly; Fang Yuan barely understood and could only murmur a vague reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others nearby exchanged glances, unsure how to comfort him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the U.S., the most classic insult to a Black person is: “You got no dad!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems Lei En hasn’t escaped this classic logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the Black underclass in the U.S., most Black men lack paternal love; seven out of ten families are like this—absurdly extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Lei En’s own matter; no one said much more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing their calls, everyone returned to the sandstorm simulation zone. By this stage of the training, they all knew it was essentially over. No amount of theoretical knowledge compares to real experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The simulation zone could only mimic wind, sand, and temperature—it didn’t replicate nearly anything else you’d encounter in reality, and all of it was just theory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since the temperature and sand were real, getting used to the environmental conditions ahead of time wasn’t a bad idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the situation now? Why hasn’t Brother Qin posted a single photo from the training?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know. I sneaked over there to check—the big gate was tightly closed, I couldn’t get in at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Taklamakan Desert—it’s called the Sea of Death, a devil’s zone. Brother Qin must be under huge pressure; he’s got five ordinary people to take in. This isn’t as simple as one plus one—he has to guarantee their safety.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qin’s got guts. Honestly, picking an island wouldn’t be so bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You clearly don’t know Brother Qin. Since he started streaming, he’s always pushed his limits. Choosing an island survival wouldn’t challenge him at all. If it were just about money, sure—he could do that. But clearly, Brother Qin isn’t that kind of person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I don’t envy a single cent Brother Qin earns.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does anyone have Su the Beauty’s social media account? It’s already the 3rd—training’s almost over. At least post a photo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On social media, people daily demanded he share updates on the training, but Qin Yun ignored them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As some said, his pressure really was substantial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the past ten days—where Fang Yuan and the others could answer his questions without hesitation and adapted well in the simulation zone—it was still all theory. Once they entered the real environment, everything would change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Changkong Club.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun brought the five of them here. When Qin Yuwen and the others asked, Qin Yun told them that on the day of the live broadcast, each person would need to parachute into the desert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This terrified them all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of the five had any experience, yet Qin Yun demanded they obtain their Parachute A Certificate within four days—by the end of training on the 6th.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qin, rest assured. We’ll get them their A certificates within three days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Jun patted his chest, making the promise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun laughed heartily: “Then I leave it to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Fang Yuan and the other five: “For the next few days, train hard here. My standard isn’t high—just get the A certificate. Anyone can do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After handing them over to Nie Jun, Qin Yun had dinner with the club staff and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back home, the whole family was gathered, playing mahjong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Fen and Su Huan’s parents had been in Hangzhou for about ten days. Qin Yun had had no time, so Su Huan had been showing them around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hangzhou was small—ten days was more than enough. These past few days, the five of them had gotten hooked on mahjong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, wife—I’m back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun walked in to see exactly this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Son, you’re back. There’s fruit in the fridge—help yourself, and bring each of us a glass of juice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Fen glanced at Qin Yun and gave orders immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Yun, you’re back. Are you tired?” Qin Ran and Su Changhe’s eyes lit up when they saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled: “Not tired. Teaching classes is easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went into the kitchen, squeezed four glasses of juice, placed one beside each person, then walked behind Su Huan without disturbing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After nearly two months of pregnancy, her belly still wasn’t very noticeable, but her figure had already changed. Unlike others, though Su Huan had gained some weight, her biggest change was her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin had become more lustrous, fine as if poreless, silky to the touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long hair was pinned up high, revealing her fair, slender neck—making him want to reach out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if sensing his invasive gaze, Su Huan shot him a glare, then stood up: “You play. I’m going to the bathroom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun chuckled: “I’ll definitely help you crush them all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Fen grumbled: “With your skill, don’t end up bankrupting Huan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After mahjong, Su Huan stared at the lone five-yuan bill on the table, speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun called it: “Fortune turns. When I sat down, my luck had just shifted—it’s not my fault.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in their room, Su Huan asked: “Why did you suddenly come home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spontaneous idea—I’m going to use a parachute jump for the live broadcast entrance, so I’ve been training them at Changkong Club. They all need to get their A certificates.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Parachute jump?” Su Huan paused, then thought it over. “That’s actually a good idea. But are you sure it’s feasible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem.” Qin Yun nodded. “It’s just a parachute jump—not that hard. A few times of practice and they’ll be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing him say that, Su Huan didn’t press further. She knew parachute jumps were mostly about practice. She returned to the study and placed a stack of documents before Qin Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take a look. These are all the contracts for the live broadcast. Total value: 120 million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa…” Qin Yun knew it was big, but not this big. No wonder Su Huan didn’t want to talk on the phone—she wanted him to see it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number was staggering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flipped through them: DJI, Red Bull, Anta, Camel… Douyin. Of course, the biggest payment was from Douyin—they were essentially paying for naming rights, since he’d be producing content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Altogether, there were about a dozen brands—all tied to physical products, not just forced ads. Qin Yun cared about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, we haven’t even started and we’ve already made so much.” Qin Yun shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan smiled faintly: “All of this has one condition—the live broadcast must last at least seven days, regardless of success or failure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded slightly. He understood—after all, they were all merchants. No one does business at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He put down the contracts, pulled Su Huan into his arms, and kissed her hard: “My wife is so capable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan gave a sly smile, her hand slipping downward to grasp something: “Are you sure you’re complimenting me… or trying to…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing such explicit words, Qin Yun’s brother immediately stood up: “Sister-in-law, this is Brother’s business—nothing to do with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun chuckled, pulled back, and dared not tease her anymore—he quickly changed the subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about the wedding? What have they decided?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan sniffed, releasing her grip: “We’ve tentatively set it for November 12th. But it’s up to you—you make the final call.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun thought it over. The live broadcast was on October 8th. Even if it lasted ten days, there’d still be about twenty days left before the 12th—plenty of time. He wouldn’t get stuck in the desert for long; the Taklamakan wasn’t big enough to trap him for a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let’s do it on that day. What about friends?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan said: “Let’s stick to what we agreed—just invite a few classmates. No one else. Keep it simple. No need to invite everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, then it’s settled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They agreed on this point. After briefly discussing which friends to invite, he left the arrangements to Su Huan—after all, their friends were mostly mutual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On October 6th, the five returned to the Banshan Lìyě Training Base. Each had successfully obtained their Parachute A Certificate—performing a single opening jump was no longer an issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s gaze swept over Fang Yuan, Lei En, Tanaka Aoi, Elizabeth, and Qin Yuwen. Except for Lei En, everyone had tanned a shade darker. Even the three girls, no matter how much sunscreen they applied, couldn’t avoid it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The sixteen-day training concludes today. Tomorrow we depart from Xiaoshan Airport for Xinjiang. We’ll rest overnight in Korla, then take a helicopter directly into the heart of the Taklamakan Desert to officially begin the live broadcast. Are you all ready?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ready!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone shouted loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>",1557,"2026-06-20T21:37:30.093Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a64472b7ae5863ef117efacc82bb7698a71556f259e1bf812945d35f19eff474","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-329","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-327",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]