Chapter 1162: Why Didn't You Answer My Call!

After the flight attendant left with the empty cup, she sat down on the flight attendant chair on the side.

Because it was the first row of the first-class cabin, three or four flight attendants sitting in their seats could see the Tang-suited youth from the same angle. Their sapphire-like eyes flickered, full of curiosity and appreciation, and they whispered to each other:

"Who's that passenger? His outfit looks so... whimsical."

"A VIP arranged by Wushan Airport. Rumor says he's got connections. They booked two first-class seats for him—one for sitting, the other for that giant headpiece."

"The lion one? It's shockingly detailed."

"But here's the kicker: He's been devouring our double-skin milk pudding since takeoff. At this rate, we'll run out before landing!"

Sun Bumian's ears twitched, and he heard the conversation of the few people clearly. He didn't seem to care about this at all, just elegantly cutting the small cake on the table with the knife and fork in his hand, his face full of enjoyment.

The next second,

A rapid phone ringtone sounded from his arms.

"Just~ captured a few demons! Hey! Again~ subdued a few monsters! Ha! How come there are so many ghosts and monsters..."

Sun Bumian almost spat out the cake in his mouth. He looked at the caller ID on his phone in shock, wearing a look of disbelief...

A call?!

This is an international flight! The phone is still in flight mode!

Where did the call come from?

Heaven???

Sun Bumian didn't know what he was thinking. After being stunned for a long time, he instinctively pressed the answer button.

"...Hello?"

The next second, the roaring explosion accompanied by a full-force roar sounded directly in the first-class cabin!

"Sun Bumian!! Come save me!! I'm being hunted down in the western suburbs of Shanghai!..."

*Slap—!*

Sun Bumian hung up the phone abruptly.

"Damn... I must not have woken up... Sleep a little more, sleep a little more..."

Sun Bumian muttered something, put down the knife and fork silently, and leaned back in his chair, preparing to sleep for a while.

But he hadn't closed his eyes for ten seconds when the phone screen lit up again!

"Just~ captured..."

*Slap.*

"Just~ captured..."

*Slap!*

"Just..."

"Mr. Sun, please set your phone to flight mode or turn it off on the plane..." A flight attendant walked over with a strange expression, looking at Sun Bumian and the "magic phone" in his hand, and said gently.

"...Sorry, sorry, my phone seems to be broken..."

Sun Bumian smiled awkwardly, then turned off the phone directly and stuffed it back into his pocket.

……

"Sorry, the user you dialed is powered off..."

Chen Ling: ???

Hearing this reply, Chen Ling cursed rarely, and his figure moved hundreds of meters in an instant. The next moment, the roaring firelight exploded in the area just now, blowing half a mountain into flat ground.

"I want to see how much longer you can drag this out." Ying Fu's calm voice came from behind, and a massive amount of ink wove into a dark, oppressive mountain peak in the howling gale.

【00:01:15】

【00:01:14】

Chen Ling's figure was already in a sorry state, and he could only focus on the era archive countdown that was about to end, his thoughts turning rapidly.

I don't know where Sun Bumian is now, he didn't even answer the phone, and even turned it off directly... If he just didn't answer, Chen Ling could keep forcing the call, but he turned off the phone, and there was really no way at all.

The good news is that the era archive time limit is about to end, so he won't die here; but the bad news is that when he comes back in a month, he will still face a life-and-death crisis.

"Sun Bumian..." Chen Ling gritted his teeth.

【00:00:01】

【00:00:00】

[Time limit for ID 129439 has expired]

[Reading interrupted]

……

Bright light shone through the glass onto the clean bed. The gauze-like curtains floated in the breeze, peaceful and serene, like a dream.

Chen Ling opened his eyes abruptly!

The next moment, wounds began to burst out all over his body, and blood flowed out from them...

But at this time, Chen Ling couldn't care about the wounds. He gritted his teeth, got off the bed directly, opened the door, and rushed straight toward Sun Bumian's direction!

"Brother Chen Ling... Brother Chen Ling?! Why are you covered in blood?" Xiao Tao, who happened to pass by, exclaimed when she saw Chen Ling rushing through the corridor like the wind.

Chen Ling didn't respond, but came directly to Sun Bumian's door and knocked hard!

*Bang bang bang—!!*

"Sun Bumian!!"

After a while, Sun Bumian, who was taking a nap, opened the door lazily.

He yawned while asking blankly:

“……What’s the matter? Why the rush?”

“Why didn’t you answer my calls?”

“？”

“Forget it, let’s go inside and talk!”

Seeing more and more people gathering in the hallway at the sound of their voices, Chen Ling simply pushed Sun Bumian into the room and shut the door behind them.

“Wait… what’s going on? Am I still dreaming?” Sun Bumian rubbed his eyes. “What calls… and why are you covered in blood?”

Chen Ling didn’t beat around the bush; he told him directly about using the Era Save and described what had happened at the time.

“Do you remember this?” Chen Ling paused for a moment.

“Or rather, in your memory, have we ever met before?”

Sun Bumian thought about it carefully and spread his hands innocently. “……I don’t know.”

“How could you not know?”

“Come on, what do you think I am? I’ve reincarnated so many times; how could I possibly remember everything that happened in every life? My brain is a human brain, not a hard drive with infinite capacity!” Sun Bumian sat down on the sofa, his tone sounding very helpless.

“Every time a reincarnation ends, I forget almost everything from the previous one. I only retain the background of the era I lived in and a very small number of deeply unforgettable events… So if you’re asking me now if I met you over three hundred years ago, I really don’t remember!”

Sun Bumian paused for a moment and added:

“Besides, during that reincarnation over three hundred years ago, I think I suffered a very serious injury… I lost almost all the memories from that specific time.”

Chen Ling looked into Sun Bumian’s eyes, and after a long while, he could only sigh helplessly…

“……Fine, it seems you really can’t help… then just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Just as Chen Ling was about to turn and leave, Sun Bumian suddenly spoke up:

“However, if you really run into trouble and want my help… I can teach you how.”

“Teach me what?”

Sun Bumian pushed up the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

“Of course, it’s the method to trick—I mean, summon—me to your side, no matter what era you’re in, as long as you can get in touch with me.”