TRYMBPIETM 117: Revival of All Things (38)

Lu Yao left with a solemn face and returned with a bewildered one.

For a few seconds, she even felt like she had gone back to when she first became friends with Chi Qingzhou.

At that time, she was holding a long list( of people involved in her death) and absent-mindedly walking toward the underworld.

Now, she had carefully delivered the list( of books) all the way, only to find herself empty-handed and absent-mindedly walking the same path in the underworld.

Except for the different contents of the list, who could say this experience wasn’t exactly the same?

Chi Qingzhou didn’t think there was anything wrong. He personally saw Lu Yao out, waved at her back, and then returned home to carefully read the book list.

As he had guessed, he didn’t just have two reader accounts.

The list Master Ji Nan had sent included seven accounts, each with high consumption.

In addition to the two accounts focused mainly on system and transmigration novels, there was one account that only contained novels about the revival of spiritual energy and eerie resurrection themes.

The system was filled with curiosity and secretly activated its scanning module, trying to pull the content from the list online. Before it could analyze or interpret anything, it was startled by Chi Qingzhou’s half-smiling, half-amused gaze.

It quickly interrupted its analysis, nervously explaining, “I… I was just a bit curious about what books you usually read, Host.”

Chi Qingzhou chuckled lightly, his tone unclear, “Mm, you can look.”

The system instinctively shuddered.

It cautiously observed Chi Qingzhou for a while, but seeing that Chi Qingzhou soon lost interest and eagerly logged into one of the accounts, it began to doubt whether it had overreacted.

It silently watched Chi Qingzhou for a while longer, confirming that Chi Qingzhou wasn’t paying attention to it, and finally believed that its reaction had been too extreme.

The system pressed down the excited, erratic code in its data module and quickly began analyzing the book list.

Although the system hadn’t guessed as Chi Qingzhou had, as a data life form, it naturally had advantages in this field.

Within a few minutes, it had carefully compared most of the differences and similarities of the online novels, while Chi Qingzhou had only reached the third book.

After repeatedly reading the data in its storage area, even the system was a bit dazed.

For a few seconds, it felt like it had developed a human-like heart, with a heart-racing sensation it had never felt before.

If… if its analysis was correct…

The system was so excited it could barely contain itself. Before it could delve deeper, Chi Qingzhou laughed lightly and said openly, “So I actually remembered to leave a hint for my future self.”

This sentence immediately interrupted the system’s erratic calculations and caused it to stop certain potential processes.

As expected, the next moment, it heard Chi Qingzhou say, “Just from the titles and descriptions of these books, it’s clear that many of the protagonists aren’t pure humans—they all have various kinds of bloodlines.”

“These bloodline abilities are quite powerful, and the main story usually involves enhancing the purity of these bloodlines.”

Chi Qingzhou tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over the system frozen in mid-air, his tone casual, “Maybe… I need to do the same?”

Chi Qingzhou’s tone sounded like a joke, but Xing Shuangzhan agreed, “When Cheng Shang chose to go in seclusion in the tomb, it’s possible he had the intention of protecting you.”

Chi Qingzhou smiled and said, “I’ll give Ah Shang’s brother a call. Taking a flight should be faster.”

Xing Shuangzhan squeezed the back of Chi Qingzhou’s neck, saying nothing more, and went to help him pack his suitcase.

The two of them naturally went about their business, seemingly forgetting about the system left in the living room.

The system hesitated for a moment but didn’t follow Chi Qingzhou.

Although the module calculations showed that opposing Chi Qingzhou would have dire consequences, it had always regretted binding to Chi Qingzhou as its host.

Now that it saw a potential opportunity to break free from Chi Qingzhou and contact headquarters, how could it not yearn for it?

This yearning was so intense that it felt unfamiliar to 16594.

It was a system, but from the beginning, it had some level of emotional capacity.

However, unlike humans, no matter how well-developed its emotional module was, it trusted and preferred to choose the results of its calculations.

Right now, for feelings it couldn’t quite understand, it made a “impulsive” choice for the first time since its creation.

The system quietly stayed in place for a long time.

It repeatedly, countless times, read through the probability calculations and eventually packaged this data into the recycle bin.

Perhaps its choice was wrong, but it realized it wouldn’t regret it.

The system spun in place, then, seeing Chi Qingzhou on the balcony making a phone call, seemingly unaware of its presence, it cautiously withdrew its attention and opened the background of the core module.

Chi Qingzhou, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, gave the system a brief glance, and his smile slowly grew.

“…Mm, by tonight at the latest, I must get to Linghe Village. Ah Lai, if it’s convenient, I hope your ceremony can be moved up to noon today.”

Static crackled on the other end of the line, mixed with Ah Lai’s amused voice, only audible to Chi Qingzhou.

He said, “No problem. I’ve been preparing this ceremony for a long time, it can start at any time.”

…

At 1:30 PM, Chi Qingzhou arrived punctually at Changxiao Airport in Hexing City.

Yi Shangxiao, hearing that he was heading to Linghe Village today, immediately arranged a private plane for him without hesitation.

Because Linghe Village is located in a relatively remote area, after getting off the plane, Chi Qingzhou still needed to transfer to a bus.

Yi Shangxiao felt that taking the bus wasn’t ideal, so he arranged a private car and driver on that end. As soon as Chi Qingzhou arrived, he could head to Linghe Village.

Chi Qingzhou thanked him and boarded the plane with Du Huan.

This private plane was shared property of Yi Shangxiao and his brother, and the Yi family patriarch had assigned a team of ground crew for them. So, as soon as Chi Qingzhou boarded, the flight attendants warmly greeted him.

Du Huan looked around the cabin, turning in a circle, appearing to be in awe.

“Wow, Brother Chi, there’s even a lounge on this plane! I went inside to take a look, and there’s even a bed!”

He instinctively glanced at Chi Qingzhou’s face, noting that there were no dark circles under his eyes, and he must have slept well last night, so he didn’t suggest Chi Qingzhou take a nap.

However, he still thoughtfully asked, “Brother Chi, do you get airsick? If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to tell me.”

The flight attendants brought two cups of juice for Chi Qingzhou and helped him turn on the small television, tuning it to a popular music program.

Chi Qingzhou smiled at the flight attendant and thanked her.

The flight attendant politely replied, “You’re welcome,” and gracefully left, then turned to her colleague, slightly shocked, saying, “He seems even better behaved than on the show. I thought it was all for the camera, but turns out he’s quite nice in person.”

Her colleague agreed, “You can tell he’s not acting like a celebrity.”

Another flight attendant leaned over curiously, asking, “When he boarded the plane, I noticed he wasn’t wearing makeup. He’s quite handsome. You were close to him earlier; did you see if he’s really not wearing makeup?”

The flight attendant nodded, “No makeup. When I brought him the juice, I looked carefully—he didn’t even have powder on, no eyeliner either.”

Du Huan, chewing on his straw, perked up his ears and listened attentively for a while, then turned back excitedly.

“Brother Chi, they all know you! Looks like your fame really went up a lot after you were on ‘Scenery Along the Way.’

Chi Qingzhou casually hummed in acknowledgment without turning his head.

Du Huan was a bit puzzled. “Brother Chi, what are you watching? ‘Euphonic Heart’? I remember that’s a music competition, right?”

Before he could finish, contestant No. 19 appeared, and when he focused, he saw it was Xue Jinshi.

He was shocked. “What’s going on with Teacher Xue? With his status and fame, how did he end up as a contestant instead of a mentor?”

Chi Qingzhou chuckled. “Maybe it’s because his fan base has decreased.”

Du Huan was reminded of the Little Golden Crows strange antics, and he clicked his tongue, about to comment when suddenly a thunderous crack sounded from outside the plane!

A violet lightning bolt flashed across the sky, and for a moment, the light inside the cabin shifted between brightness and darkness.

Chi Qingzhou paused, and Du Huan, startled, clenched his fists, almost punching the air.

“Damn! When did the sky turn so dark?” Du Huan jumped from his seat, looking confused. “Wait, the plane’s altitude is pretty high, right? Can we really see lightning at this height?”

Chi Qingzhou also stood up, walked to the side of the cabin, and looked down through the small window.

“At this altitude, the rain clouds should be below us. To see lightning normally, you’d need to look down from the window.”

Du Huan was stunned. “But that lightning seemed pretty close, didn’t it? The height seemed about the same as the plane. Can we really see it from here?”

Chi Qingzhou didn’t answer.

His pupils were deep, and his misty peach blossom eyes seemed to ripple with boundless darkness.

Another thunderous sound rang out, and a bolt of lightning struck in the distance, the bright light clearly separating the rain clouds with a sharp line of contrast.

Du Huan instinctively shuddered and covered his ears.

Looking at the clouds outside the window, a surge of panic rose in his heart.

It always felt dangerous to encounter lightning while on a plane.

What if something happens to this flight?

Once the thought took root, it lingered in his mind, refusing to dissipate.

He looked anxiously at Chi Qingzhou, overwhelmed with a deep sense of helplessness.

When facing natural disasters, humanity is always so small.

Chi Qingzhou, however, remained calm.

A flight attendant came over to remind them to return to their seats, saying that the plane might experience some turbulence and urging them to fasten their seatbelts before quickly rushing to the front.

The cabin’s intercom crackled as the pilot’s calm voice reassured them, explaining that they had encountered a thunderstorm during the flight. The plane had adequate lightning protection measures, so there was little danger, but rerouting was a possibility.

Du Huan sighed in relief upon hearing the announcement. “As long as there’s no danger, that’s good. Rerouting isn’t bad either; at least we’ll avoid the thunderstorm area. That lightning outside was really terrifying.”

Chi Qingzhou, who had been silent until now, spoke.

“No, we won’t change course.”

He lowered his head, and a breath of mountain forest energy that hadn’t fully absorbed before slipped from his fingertips, quickly drifting out of the cabin.

“We will definitely reach Linghe Village by 9 PM at the latest.”

Du Huan: “Huh???”

He was stunned, looking at Chi Qingzhou in confusion, but saw the other man’s face, not a trace of gloom on it, even showing a joyful, light smile.

Du Huan opened his mouth.

He couldn’t understand Chi Qingzhou’s reaction, but from his expression, he could sense an anticipation for the upcoming spectacle and…

An excitement so immense that Du Huan couldn’t even begin to comprehend.