Chapter 1167: Sun Bumian’s Sense of Smell

Yang Xiao hung up the phone.

Not far away, Lu Xun and Su Zhiwei were still using various means to try to intimidate the university student, but no matter how fierce they acted, the other party wouldn’t budge, looking as if he were ready to face whatever they did to him.

“……Alright, stop wasting your time.” Yang Xiao walked up and said.

Lu Xun wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“What did Director Chen say?”

“He’s already set off for Wushan, and wants us to meet him there.”

“Wushan…”

Hearing this name, a strange look flashed in Lu Xun’s eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, my mother was from Wushan. I spent some time there when I was a child, so it’s sort of my second hometown.” Lu Xun let out a long sigh. “After my mother passed away from illness, I thought I would never go back in this lifetime, but I didn’t expect…”

“Then this trip to Wushan can be considered a revisit to an old place…” Su Zhiwei smiled.

“Director Chen isn’t here, it seems we can only rely on Director Lu.”

“Then what do we do with him?” Yang Xiao looked at the university student who was playing dead.

“We can’t get any intelligence out of him, and he’s just a burden to carry. If we tie him up and take the high-speed train, who knows if they’ll arrest us as human traffickers.” Lu Xun waved his hand.

“Knock him out, tie him to a tree, and let fate decide.”

Zhou Liang, who was playing dead, heard this and opened his eyelids a crack.

He saw Su Zhiwei walking over with an expressionless face, cracking his knuckles as he moved, his face cold as he clenched his fists… The next second, a whistling fist rapidly enlarged before his eyes!

Bang—

Zhou Liang’s vision suddenly went black.

……

Hum.

The train flew out of the dark tunnel.

The pitch-black shadows retreated rapidly, and the lush mountain scenery was reflected on the bright, large train window. In the reflection of the glass, a figure wearing red earrings was looking calmly out the window.

Opposite him, Sun Bumian, wearing a Tang suit, yawned lazily.

“……You’ve been keeping a straight face the whole time, aren’t you tired?”

Chen Ling was taken aback and turned to look at him.

“Have I?”

“How could you not? You’re sullen every single day, looking like you’ve got a deep grudge against the world. Anyone who didn’t know better would think the world was about to end.” Sun Bumian crossed his legs, his small round sunglasses clearly reflecting Chen Ling’s face as he revealed a cynical smile.

“Being a person, the most important thing is to have a natural heart. Regardless of fortune or misfortune, just go with the flow… If you look miserable every day, good luck won’t come to you.

In exchange for the gold you paid me, I’ll share a little bit of happiness with you.”

Sun Bumian snapped his fingers at the passing dining car and spoke naturally and elegantly:

“Ma’am, two double-skin milks, please.”

The attendant glanced at him. “We don’t have double-skin milk here. Do you want cucumber-flavored potato chips?”

“……” The smile vanished from Sun Bumian’s mouth. “……Yes.”

“10 yuan a bucket, scan the WeChat QR code.”

“？”

Sun Bumian fumbled around his body for a long time, only pulling out a few US dollars and a credit card, his expression visibly embarrassed. “Do you… do you accept US dollars here?”

“No.”

Sun Bumian could only look at Chen Ling with longing eyes.

“……It’s scanned.” Chen Ling scanned the code expressionlessly and handed the chips to Sun Bumian. “10 yuan worth of happiness, deducted from your gold.”

“……”

Without the double-skin milk, Sun Bumian was clearly a bit disappointed, but he soon cast the negative emotion to the back of his mind and began to happily enjoy the chips, embodying the phrase “go with the flow” to the extreme.

“Are you really not going to eat any?” Sun Bumian asked, crunching away as he placed the chip bucket between them.

“You eat first, I’m going to take a nap.”

“Oh.”

Sun Bumian stuffed another chip into his mouth, and before he had even chewed twice, Chen Ling opposite him snapped his eyes open, his eyes full of fine bloodshot veins, and he looked visibly haggard.

“Wait… didn’t you say you were taking a nap? How do you look like you’ve been skinned?” Sun Bumian was shocked by Chen Ling’s instantaneous change.

“It’s nothing, I’m just tired from staying up late reading.”

Chen Ling rubbed his temples, his mind still stuffed with massive amounts of knowledge, and his head felt swollen.

Just a moment ago, Chen Ling had returned to the Fusion Faction to complete a month of study. Perhaps the 49 points from last time had stimulated him; he had studied quite hard this month, feeling like he was back in his senior year of high school.

It turned out that even with the physical fitness of an apocalyptic disaster, one would feel exhausted after high-intensity brain work.

Sun Bumian didn’t understand Chen Ling’s inexplicable “sleep talk” and just silently stuffed a chip into his mouth.

Chen Ling looked at everything before him, and suddenly felt a strange sense of detachment… Not long ago, he was in the post-disaster era, sparring with Sun Bumian in the Gray Realm, and the next second he was back in the modern day, sitting with Sun Bumian who was eating Lay’s and playing with US dollars…

This young figure in a Tang suit was like an anchor settled in the depths of time; no matter how the era rolled forward, he existed quietly, from ancient times to the present.

“……Why are you staring at me again?” Sun Bumian noticed Chen Ling’s gaze, his expression incredibly strange.

“……Nothing.” Chen Ling changed the subject. “How much longer until we arrive at the station?”

“Should be soon, about another half hour.” Sun Bumian checked the time. “Don’t worry, I’ve arranged everything. After we get off the station, there will be a dedicated car to pick us up, straight to Wushan.”

“You’re that rich?”

“I’m not rich. All my transportation since I came back from the US has been covered by the organizers.”

The organizers… the 749 Bureau?

Chen Ling was about to ask something else when Sun Bumian’s hand holding the chips paused slightly.

He sat up straight suddenly, put down the chips, and sniffed rapidly in the carriage with his nose, as if looking for something…

Seeing this, Chen Ling asked in surprise:

“What, you have a dog’s nose too?”

“? You’re the dog.”

Sun Bumian rolled his eyes at him, sniffed carefully left and right, and the pupils behind his small round sunglasses suddenly lit up. “It can’t be wrong, although it’s faint, it’s really there…”

“What’s there??”

“The scent of ‘Double Happiness’!”

Sun Bumian didn’t even eat his chips anymore; he was like someone who had discovered a treasure, excitedly drilling toward the back carriage.

Chen Ling didn’t understand, but he followed closely behind.

Passing through carriage after carriage, Sun Bumian’s gaze finally landed on the aisle of the last carriage.

At the connection between the carriages, several boys who looked like high school students were squatting on the ground, clutching a few standing-room tickets. They were wearing ill-fitting, cheap suits and stepping on black leather shoes that were clearly not their size. The shiny surfaces of the shoes gleamed in the sunlight spilling through the round windows of the carriage.

“Hold on a little longer! Brother Pao! We’ll be at the station soon!”

“Yeah, Brother Pao! I’ve already contacted them, I have a buddy who runs a wedding company here, he promised to do it for us at a 10% discount. The wedding motorcade should be waiting at the station entrance now. As soon as we land, we’ll head straight to Wushan Town!”