Chapter 380: A Rich Life

A certain detention center in Xicheng District, Yujing City.

A group of young people stood in a row, among whom were many dressed in strange attire. Every one of them possessed the power to destroy this place, yet at this moment, they were all behaving honestly. Only one tall, long-legged girl kept clamoring, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Do you people even know how to investigate! I am the victim! Why should I be arrested too? If they chase me, am I supposed to not run? Stand there and let them hit me? Is anyone even listening to me! Someone come here!"

"What are you shouting about, what are you shouting about?"

"I've been wronged! I've been wronged!"

"Wronged for what!? We have already investigated clearly! You all know each other, you made an appointment to have a meal together today, and you even drank alcohol, five big glasses! Your companions have all admitted it to us! This is just a farce where you all got drunk and ignored laws and regulations in your excitement!"

"I really have been wronged! I am the victim!"

"Behave yourself! It's not your first or second time entering a detention center, haven't you gotten used to it yet?"

"This time is different! This time I was wronged! I don't know them at all! To be detained like this, I can't swallow this anger!"

"Are you sure you don't know them?"

"I don't know them! I don't know them at all!"

"Yes, Officer, we all know each other. She is even my girlfriend's roommate. A few days ago it was my birthday, and she even came over to eat," Chen Shu said. "I still have photos on my Mobile Phone from when we were eating. Besides my girlfriend, my older sister, and my younger sister, she was the only other person there."

"Nothing to say now, right?"

"This..."

"Didn't you say you didn't know them?"

"I..."

"This time it was our impulse, we admit our mistake," Chen Shu said honestly. "However... um... what kind of punishment will we receive in the end?"

Once these words were spoken, everyone opened their eyes and looked at the officer.

"Flying in the urban area, um, flying close to the ground counts as flying too. Plus high-speed collisions in a busy district, disturbing the peace, and causing widespread heated discussion among citizens... However, considering you are first-time offenders and have a good attitude in admitting your mistakes, you will be detained for a few days according to regulations." The officer paused again. "Additionally, considering you have students currently enrolled, in order not to affect your future, we will prioritize contacting the schools, and the schools will carry out punitive education. Those with religious backgrounds will also be contacted, and the religious organizations will carry out internal punitive education. Specifics will wait until the penalty notice is issued."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Suannai looked left and right.

Chen Shu, Jiang Lai, and Yan Keling were all currently enrolled students; Dharma Master Tongdeng was from the Buddhist Sect and Master Xuanzhen was from the Daoist sect; the other three had simply disappeared, it being said that the two had special identities and were taken away, while one was an active-duty soldier, and the military had its own inspection and punishment mechanism.

And she had just finished her Graduation Ceremony a few days ago...

Though she hadn't received her graduation certificate yet, she didn't know if she still counted as a student.

"I've been wronged!!"

"Quiet!"

"I am the closing disciple of the contemporary Sword Master, I am the future Sword Master!"

"Even if the Sword Master came, they would still have to..."

"Have to what!?"

"We'll talk when they get here."

"I don't accept this! I've been wronged!"

"If you shout again, we're notifying your family!"

"Go ahead and notify them! I have no father or mother, my master is the contemporary Sword Master, 302 years old, go ahead and notify them!"

"Then invite your sect manager!"

"Go invite them! Those are all my grand-nephews!"

"..."

The officer was silent for a moment, turned around, and walked away, leaving only one sentence: "Keep shouting if you want, I can't be bothered with you."

"I've been wronged!"

Zhang Suannai didn't feel tired either, continuing to cling to the door and shout.

The five people behind sat in a row, their expressions calm and composed, quietly watching her performance, occasionally turning their heads to exchange inner thoughts.

"Donor Suannai has quite a lot of hair."

"Senior Sister Suannai has a really good figure."

"Her legs are quite fair, too."

"What do you think, Master?"

"Amitabha, Donor Qingcai, Donor Jiba, this humble monk is a person who has left the secular world."

"Alright, alright."

"Brother Chen, will this have an impact on the future?"

"Rest assured, ten thousand times over."

"Oh, oh..."

"Speaking of which, Donor Qingcai, you are also about to advance to High-Tier, right?"

"I have already attempted it once, I will attempt the second time in a few days, striving to succeed this time," Chen Shu answered, then asked, "What about you all?"

"This humble monk will strive for it within this year."

"This poor Daoist as well."

"Donor Suannai has a very loud voice."

"Mm, and she has a lot of perseverance."

The few people in the back chatted in low voices, leisurely and carefree, while the one in front clung to the iron door shouting loudly, hoarse and exhausted; both sides did not interfere with each other, forming a magical scene within this detention room.

There was not the slightest movement outside.

Zhang Suannai finally realized that this was useless, so she turned her head to stare at them, her face showing a fierce expression:

"Beep beep beep beep beep!"

"Amitabha, Donor Suannai, speak with civility, cultivate new customs, start with myself."

"I'll kill you all!"

"Donor Suannai, I implore you to think twice. If you resort to violence inside the detention center and damage public property, it will no longer be a simple matter of detention." Dharma Master Tongdeng's expression was as sincere as an enlightened monk urging her toward goodness, "Please, calm your anger."

"You're the only one who can! After framing me, you're still here acting like a good person!"

"Amitabha, Donor Suannai, you speak recklessly. The one who framed you was Donor Wu; it has nothing to do with this humble monk."

"Ahhh!"

Zhang Suannai was on the verge of losing her mind, continuing to cling to the doorway: "Someone come quickly! They admitted to framing me! I've been wronged! I've been wronged!"

"Sigh..."

Dharma Master Tongdeng sighed leisurely.

Not long after—

A teacher from Yujing Academy arrived.

Chen Shu, Jiang Lai, and Yan Keling stood up and said to the other three, "Everyone, we shall take our leave first."

"Amitabha, the three donors, please walk slowly. Let us gather again when you have time."

"This was a pleasant gathering."

"Gather your mother! Gather again your mother! Pleasant your mother! All of you stay here for me! If I'm not leaving, none of you are allowed to leave!"

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye your mother..."

The iron door slowly closed again.

Zhang Suannai clenched her fists tightly.

Shortly after, a deacon from the Daoist sect also arrived, respectfully calling out to Master Xuanzhen as "Master" and "Uncle-Master," while assuring the police that they would strictly discipline and heavily punish Master Xuanzhen, and then immediately took Master Xuanzhen away. Incidentally, using the excuse that Daoism and Buddhism are one family, they took Dharma Master Tongdeng away as well.

Zhang Suannai quieted down, her expression dull.

A detention cell for one person is so hard to endure.

After a long time, the police finally came again, opened the detention cell door once more, and said to her, "Zhang Suannai, come out and sign; you can go now."

"Huh?"

Zhang Suannai suddenly looked up—

She saw a beautiful, elegant figure standing outside, looking at her expressionlessly.

At that moment, she felt as if she had seen the light.

"Qingqing!!"

Zhang Suannai lunged forward instantly, but was stopped cold by a look from her roommate.

"Wuwuwu, Qingqing!"

No matter what, she never expected that the person who finally came to take her out would be her own roommate.

"No need to thank me."

Ning Qing remained expressionless and said, "It was through the group owner's connections."

"Those bastards! May they die a horrible death!"

"?"

"..." Zhang Suannai quickly corrected herself, "Except for Chen Shu, may they die a horrible death!"

"..."

Only then did Ning Qing turn and walk outside, and Zhang Suannai hurriedly followed.

The sunlight outside was blinding.

Chen Shu was sitting on a new model of mini-motorcycle; under the leaves, the light was dappled and the cicadas were shrill. His smile was as warm as a spring breeze. For a fleeting moment, Zhang Suannai actually felt a sense of... gratitude toward him for coming to pick her up from the detention center?

Then Ning Qing walked over and said only one thing to him: "Congratulations, Mr. Chen, your life has been enriched once again."

Chen Shu grinned and chuckled.

Zhang Suannai blinked her eyes.

For some reason, she suddenly wasn't angry anymore.

In the days after returning home, Chen Shu began to research the automatic interception problem of the Tracer Technique.

From a broad perspective, he still kept his starting point on "characteristics," by changing the structure of the Spirit Power Bullet emitted by the Tracer Technique to give it the characteristic of actively approaching high-speed, high-spirit objects in a targeted manner. In addition, he planned to use the automatic defense function of the Thousand Machine Art, combined with the Tracer Technique, to influence the movement of the Tracer Technique projectile in some way, making it more intelligent.

It sounded simple, but it was difficult to do.

After several days, Chen Shu still hadn't found his way.

Time reached April.

Summer had thoroughly arrived.

After finishing his class, Chen Shu greeted his classmates, then hopped on Xiaoxiao's little motorcycle and drove out of the school.

He planned to make his second breakthrough tonight.

But halfway there, he encountered another figure on a bike—

A tall, athletic woman on a large sportbike, wearing only a small tank top and cargo pants. Under the scorching sun, her skin was flawless and white, unafraid of tanning. Behind her full-face helmet with beautiful decals was a braid woven with blue thread, firmly attracting the gaze of the drivers in the cars on the road.

Both of them saw each other.

"Beep beep!"

"Beep beep!"

That counted as a greeting.

Because both were riding, the two did not exchange further words.

But as for what happened afterward...

Chen Shu turned, and she turned as well.

Chen Shu walked in the direction of the small courtyard, and she walked in the direction of the small courtyard as well.

Chen Shu could not help but feel a bit puzzled, because he hadn't heard Qingqing say today that she was going to visit her.

Finally, there was a red light ahead, and the two stopped side by side in front of the crosswalk.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Shu turned his head and asked her.

Zhang Suannai did not move at all; the helmet visor popped open automatically, revealing half of her face, and her voice came out muffled: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going home."

"I'm going home too."

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?"

"..."

Just then, the green light turned on.

"Vroom!"

Zhang Suannai twisted the throttle, the front of the bike nearly popped up, and she left Chen Shu behind instantly.

"Ghost-fire youth."

Chen Shu shook his head and muttered, riding toward the small courtyard at a leisurely pace.

That night, inside the Quiet Room.

An Auxiliary Potion, a Beast Pill, and a bottle of Eight-Tier Huan Yuan Pill were placed on the floor, and the two sat facing each other as before.

Chen Shu stared solemnly at Ning Qing:

"Senior Ning, I'm counting on you!"

"Stop with the nonsense."

"This is romantic flair!"

"Fine..."

Ning Qing pursed her lips: "Continue."

"Senior Ning, I'm counting on you!"

"It's a small favor."

"I thank Senior in advance!"

"Are you really sure you don't need Senior to share the pain for you?"

"Mere pain, it's not worth mentioning!"

"Well said."

"Many thanks for Senior's praise! Then I shall begin!"

"Proceed."

Chen Shu took the Auxiliary Potion, and as he twisted it open, the seal broke automatically; he tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.

Immediately, he reached out and beckoned, and the Beast Pill flew over; with a boom, it transformed into a vast, pure, High-Tier Spirit Power that seeped into his body, and for a moment, under the effect of the Spirit Power field, his skin and fine hairs seemed to glow, and the pain struck once again.

This time, success is certain!