Chapter 312

Ning Chen replied, "Cheap labor."

This remark made Wan He laugh heartily.

He burst into loud laughter.

"Perhaps," Wan He said, leaning against the window and cupping his face with his hand.

The once mad and erratic youth found stillness in that very moment.

A cold wind brushed past.

It lifted his hair strands.

They began to tangle.

In this moment, Wan He was exceedingly gentle.

"Perhaps."

He continued speaking.

"I will write a book, a book about the people and things I encountered on my journey through life, through travel, and in the search for freedom; all of them will come vividly to life under my pen."

Wan He raised his eyes, looking at Ning Chen and Zhang Xiaonian, and smiled gently: "You too will shine brilliantly under my pen!"

"Woof!"

A Husky suddenly appeared behind Wan He.

It gave him a fright.

Wan He patted the Husky's head, looking at its serious face: "Don't worry, don't worry, you will certainly be included too. I will write you as mighty, tall, and handsome, the dream lover of countless dog girls!"

It seemed very satisfied with what Wan He had said.

"Woof!"

The Husky barked again.

The motorhome burst out of that thunderstorm.

The distance began to brighten.

The sky full of dark clouds was gone.

The lightning and thunder were gone.

Everything that had just happened.

Was left far behind by the motorhome.

Those things.

Had all become clouds of the past.

From now on.

They would only live in some people's lives, in their dreams, and in their memories.

Wan He got out of the vehicle.

In an unnamed small town.

He bowed to Ning Chen.

Then he smiled at Zhang Xiaonian.

He politely greeted the Husky.

Only then did he depart.

This youth, who had once fallen into confusion and madness.

Was now quite polite.

Ning Chen watched his receding back.

He remained silent.

Then he started the motorhome again.

211. (5/5) The One Who Rings the Waves, who exactly is he?

The One Who Rings the Waves.

What exactly is it?

The waves.

Then it should be by the seaside.

But now Ning Chen is in Dong Province.

Xi Province is the one closer to the ocean.

And if one turns directly there now.

That would mean returning to Dongfu Island and the Waitomo Glowworm Caves.

Ning Chen had no intention of going back.

He randomly chose a road on the map.

Planning to take a diagonal downward route.

To return to the seaside again.

Zhang Xiaonian looked at Ning Chen.

She knew.

The journey would not stop.

It would only keep moving forward endlessly.

Now.

No matter where Ning Chen wanted to go.

Zhang Xiao would always accompany him.

After all.

Ning Chen was the last person who would care about her.

Zhang Xiao lay in the passenger seat.

Her hands were clenched tightly.

It seemed some bad things had been haunting her.

Ning Chen glanced at Zhang Xiao.

He said nothing.

The RV drove downward.

It was now early January.

The weather began to turn springlike.

Some time had passed since the successful check-in of the spherical lightning.

It had been quite a while.

At this moment.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

Not a single dark cloud.

The weather appeared extremely fine.

These days.

The live stream room was very quiet.

Because there were no more spectacles and landscapes that shocked everyone.

So.

The popularity of Brother Shiguang's live stream room began to decline continuously.

But as long as Brother Shiguang went live.

A huge crowd would still rush in frantically.

They came not only to listen to Brother Shiguang sing and see the scenery.

The companions they had made here alone were enough to make them stay.

They were like old acquaintances in life.

The moment they met,

Seeing those familiar IDs.