[{"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-9":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},2336063,4567,"Chapter 9","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-9",9,"\u003Cp>【Check-in task completed, received random reward, Photography skill +1】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Photography Skill LV1: Light and shadow in hand, beauty never missed, eye for composition, heart full of light】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, a flood of photographic knowledge surfaced in his mind—manipulation of light and shadow, mastery of composition—all these skills dissolved into his consciousness like instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, technique maxed out, aesthetic on point—everything is photographable, every shot turns out perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the scenery beyond the city wall, instincts for framing, atmosphere creation, and light arrangement instantly surfaced in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out his phone, aimed it outward, and captured the scene before him. Then he checked the photo in his album—though taken on a whim, it felt vastly superior to any he’d taken before; the depth of feeling was something he’d never achieved previously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind swept through clouds and mist, revealing the mountains below; Qin Yun’s exhaustion, under the dual influence of skill and beauty, quietly diminished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, only a few people remained on North Tower Twelve. After resting over half an hour, Qin Yun began walking back. When he reached North Tower Seven, a voice suddenly reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… Brother…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun froze for a moment, then turned toward the voice. When he saw who it was, his expression turned startled. What a coincidence—it was another girl with a tear mole, now sitting on the steps, drenched in sweat, her expression oddly strained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun pointed at himself, puzzled. Had strangers become this bold about approaching people now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Qingqing nodded: “Yes, Brother, can you help me? I twisted my ankle, it’s uncomfortable—could you carry my backpack for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>North Tower Seven was the cable car stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at her left foot—white shoes, green socks—nothing obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since she asked, he didn’t refuse. He glanced at her backpack nearby, lifted it—his expression subtly changed—it was brutally heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem. Let’s go. I’ll carry your luggage to the cable car. Can you walk on your own? If not, I’ll find staff to help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need, I can walk—just can’t carry the backpack anymore,” Xia Qingqing declined, pushing herself up using the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded, placed his own backpack in front, then slung hers onto his back—immediately, his already exhausted legs felt even heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Brother. I’m Xia Qingqing. What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Qin Yun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked, they introduced themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you from around here, Brother Qin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I went to university in Beijing and stayed there for work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Qingqing “oh”ed, smiled: “I thought you were local.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Qingqing nodded, said nothing more. They queued, got tickets, entered the cable car together, and soon returned to the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Train at five?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun had planned to leave her backpack at the rest area, but remembering she’d come by train too, he asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Brother Qin, just help me get my backpack to the train station—I’ll manage from there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time they didn’t sit together, not even in the same carriage. After placing her backpack, Qin Yun left. After all, they were strangers—helping out was just kindness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After getting off the train and returning to the hotel, it was already past seven at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, he arrived early at the car shop in Sanlitun—Master Wang had already gathered most of the parts on his list!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main damage to this Land Rover Defender was concentrated on the front; almost no damage existed behind the front section.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By noon, Shen Hu showed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good news, Lao Qin, great news! A friend of mine just had a car accident!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s face darkened: “What the hell kind of good news is that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Hu waved his hand: “Don’t interrupt. My friend had an accident—his car was totaled. Coincidentally, it’s the exact same model as yours! He’s rich—he told me to just tow it away. I bought it for 100,000.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the car?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had someone tow it—it’ll arrive tomorrow! But when the hell did you learn this skill? You never showed it in college.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled: “I’ve got plenty of skills. College just didn’t give me a chance to use them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Hu shook his head: “Don’t you work? Doesn’t Song Ya mind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s hands paused for a moment, then he said lightly: “I’m divorced.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Hu fell silent, patted his shoulder: “Tonight I’ll treat you to a foot massage—let the prettiest girl give you the best rub.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was someone else’s private matter—he could only soothe Qin Yun’s wounded heart with the power of his trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full day’s work, Qin Yun returned exhausted to the hotel and collapsed into bed. He slept until late morning the next day, woken only by Shen Hu’s call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao Qin, the car’s here—come quick and see if anything’s usable! We don’t know jack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On my way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the car shop, Master Wang stared at the Land Rover and asked: “Boss, is Qin Zong actually serious about this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t an engine swap—it wasn’t changing a tire. The engine had too many parts to count; disassembling and reassembling it wasn’t something just anyone could handle. If the issue were only external, repair would be easier—but this Defender’s mechanical supercharger was seized, the bearings were ruined, and he wasn’t even sure what else was damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just these two problems required removing the intake, cooling, lubrication, and wiring systems. And this 5.0T engine had far higher precision than others—any tiny error carried massive risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How the hell should I know!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun arrived at the shop soon after—Shen Hu came out to meet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really think you can fix it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded: “Obviously. Why else would I need this engine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In China, cars are tightly regulated—engine numbers must match chassis numbers exactly. Replacing an engine requires official reporting and paperwork—no black-market swaps allowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he only replaced internal parts, the engine’s serial number wouldn’t change—no approval needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Hu nodded, his gaze returning to Qin Yun as he began laying out tools, preparing to disassemble—his interest sparked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, other mechanics at their workstations gathered curiously around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is a “car shop”? It’s for tire patches, bodywork, air filter cleaning, oil changes—most mechanics spend their whole lives never touching an engine’s core components.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when the engine warning light comes on, they look for external issues—not internal ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Qin Yun began disassembling the Defender’s engine, the onlookers’ expressions changed. His movements were fluid—effortlessly precise, finding every access point, applying just the right force, never needing a second push.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun himself felt a flicker of pressure—his Vehicle Repair skill was only LV1. Disassembling an engine like this wasn’t something ordinary people could even attempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes passed. The pile of parts on the ground grew. Qin Yun quickly identified the engine’s damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mechanical supercharger seized, bearings damaged, timing gear jumped teeth, tensioner failed, crankshaft bearings melted, connecting rods bent and cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many structural failures—he hadn’t expected this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, only Master Wang could still follow what was happening—the rest were just watching for spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Qin, can you fix it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun looked up at Master Wang, then turned his gaze to the car Shen Hu had towed: “As long as I can find compatible parts, I can fix it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without resting, he quickly disassembled the engine from the other car, opened the crate, and found his luck held—the damaged parts from this engine were almost all intact on the other one. Only the crankshaft and connecting rods needed ordering online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked Shen Hu to place the order—another 20,000 spent, balance now 130,000. Luckily, the transmission had minor issues and could be perfectly replaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the next two weeks, Qin Yun rested almost nothing—arriving at Shen Hu’s shop at dawn, leaving only at dusk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two weeks, after repeatedly adjusting valve clearances, timing chain precision, and even hand-tuning the mechanical supercharger’s pressure, the engine and transmission slowly reassembled. The mechanics—including Master Wang—now looked at Qin Yun as if he were a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even while he worked on the engine and transmission, the other mechanics voluntarily took over the rest of the car’s repairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he fully reassembled the engine and transmission, the entire vehicle had been transformed—only the engine and transmission needed installation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the engine and transmission, now flawless from the outside, everyone held their breath. Several mechanics joined forces to help Qin Yun install them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They quickly secured the engine and transmission in place. As the final bolt tightened, Qin Yun crawled out from under the car, slammed the hood shut, lowered the vehicle with the hydraulic lift, and slid into the driver’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the windshield, everyone—including Shen Hu—fell silent, breathing shallowly, eyes locked on Qin Yun, hearts pounding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Wang, will it work?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Wang nodded firmly: “It will. It absolutely will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the car, Qin Yun took a deep breath, pressed the brake, then pressed the start button with his right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the high-displacement turbocharged engine awoke like a slumbering beast—no sputtering, no stuttering—just the thunderous vibration of eight cylinders roaring to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*BOOM!* The exhaust spat a deep, rolling wave of air—the initial roar fierce but not harsh, like a dormant giant opening its eyes, letting out a guttural, commanding growl, its resonance mingling with the mechanical supercharger’s intake hiss, echoing far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, it moved! It moved!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, everyone erupted in excited cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clear the way! Clear the way! Qin Yun, take it for a spin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Hu waved everyone aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun was even more excited than they were—he knew for certain the car was flawless. He’d spent over 200,000 and gained a 1.3-million-yuan luxury off-roader. It was an unbelievable score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this score wasn’t something anyone could land—it was only possible because of his Vehicle Repair skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, his Musical Instrument Repair skill earned him 200,000; now, Vehicle Repair landed him a 5.0T V8 luxury off-roader. What the hell kind of luck was this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released the brake. The grass-green Land Rover Defender rumbled to life, slowly rolling forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the rock-solid, unshakable off-roader, everyone cheered again, feeling proud to be part of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Insane! Absolutely insane! Boss, your friend is a god of the industry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Wang watched the car slowly roll from the intersection onto the road, murmuring to himself, awestruck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun drove the Land Rover slowly away, the evening wind brushing his face, feeling the car’s raw power—and he knew freedom was calling.\u003C\u002Fp>",1753,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","17992750ea2c731cfb93ba729a942601e67b2403b987768cee40e1f2f3eb1bed","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-10","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-8",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]