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Chapter 292 The Target Has Boarded the Car

The next morning.

Huai'an Industrial University was graced with another sunny day.

Wei Ya walked along the beautifully landscaped campus path and, upon seeing a short-haired cat grooming itself up ahead, thought to approach for her usual petting.

But before she could get close, the cat lazily glanced at her, turned around, and leapt into the bushes, disappearing from sight.

After a while, the well-groomed cat emerged from somewhere and gracefully climbed the nearest tree, yawned, and comfortably sprawled out to bask in the sun.

Throughout, it didn't pay her any attention.

Wei Ya: "...???"

What the hell, did she encounter a real cat?!

This sort of behavior could be seen all over Huai'an Industrial University. The cats that were soft and cuddly yesterday had all turned aloof and haughty today!

So, could it be that there's a glitch in the cats' programming?

Today's hot topic on the school's forum: [Which audacious hacker hacked the cats in our school?!]

However, no hacker took responsibility for the act, nor did the school authorities step in to solve it.

The faculty from the History department did know why; after all, Xu Shuo had informed them on the faculty forum after finishing the cats' programming yesterday.

When someone asked, the answer was: This matches how cats were described in ancient records—mysterious, elegant, and proudly aloof!

The rest of the professors: "..."

It seemed to make a lot of sense indeed.

But, didn't you say at first that by programming the cats to be more affectionate, it would give the students a sense of belonging and pride?

Naturally, this question was conveniently overlooked.

After all, if you ignored my affection yesterday, you can't hope to get close to me today!

Xu Shuo walked spiritedly along the campus paths, feeling that the cats that behaved normally were finally more pleasing to the eye.

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...

While the school was harmonious and peaceful, in the commoners' square of the Huai'an District, the sky barely lit, the place was already bustling with activity.

In a two-bedroom apartment in the middle-class residential area.

Upon waking up, Yin Banqian saw the groggy young man standing in the living room, facing the wall with his hands pressed against the silvery surface, eyes closed in deep contemplation.

Yin Banqian: "...What are you doing?"

Was yesterday's shock too much for him?

Cheng Can, with his hands against the wall, deliberately lowered his voice to a magnetic and thick timbre: "I'm thinking, since I can phase through walls, could I also treat the wall of time as a barrier to traverse and reverse the future!"

Yin Banqian: "..."

He had indeed been overstimulated yesterday.

You clearly don't have the ability to phase through walls!

Strictly speaking, his ability allowed him to bypass all physical barriers, which was utterly wasteful if used just for phasing through walls.

Yin Banqian, scratching his head, said: "By the way, don't you have a mission today? Why are you still dawdling here?"

Cheng Can snapped back to reality, opened his Micro-end to check the time.

"Oh right, the target said he has a friend who also wants to join him at the game expo today, and asked if I could bring him along," said Cheng Can, narrowing his eyes: "I suspect it's the person who nearly blew up my account the day before yesterday."

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"That 'Y?n'?" Yin Banqian also remembered the person who had nearly demolished him.

Since he was idle lately, he might as well accompany Cheng Can to check it out.

The target's requests were always accommodated as long as they weren't excessive, so Cheng Can naturally agreed to the request to bring an additional person.

After all, no matter how many people he brought along, it wasn't him who had to deal with them.

...

White Jade Port.

This port wasn't famous within Huai'an District, frequented mainly by commoners or cargo-carrying convoys.

The complex highways of Panqiu sprawled out like veins, shuttling from the edges of densely packed high-rises and extending from the lower areas to the sky, undulating like an interwoven spider web.

The seemingly endless magnetic levitation train was docked at the platform, and outside the port, several vehicles flew over the elevated roads, as well as slightly more advanced electronic gliders and levitating personal transport vehicles. Different technologies were interwoven, creating a chaotic order.

The sound of the public transport arrival notification chimed.

A hundred-meter-long silver-white bus slowed to a halt.

The crowd swarmed out of the vehicle, and the slightly hasty-looking teenager was engulfed by the rushing crowd, only realizing after a long while at the port that he had already disembarked.

He was dressed in a gray and black short-sleeved shirt, new clothes he had painfully spent money on to access the upper areas; he chose black because it showed less dirt.

He didn't buy all black for fear of being called outdated and looked down upon.

People in this world were truly too enamored with dazzling colors, especially those living in the crevices of the lowest layer of high-rises, who were not even entitled to glimpse the faintly lit sky.

Even a mere crack revealing a corner of the sky could captivate them for a long time.

Arman wasn't visiting the square for the first time.

Two years earlier, after finding a gaming helmet, he had used his first pot of gold to bribe the gatekeeper of the lower levels to reach the top and see the sky, as well as to enjoy a full meal.

At that time, the overwhelmed Arman wept bitterly, barely avoiding being thrown out of the restaurant for looking like a madman.

Seeing the sky again now, Arman was contemplative for a moment before he hurriedly went to find the friend he had accidentally separated from in the crowded throng.

However, his friend found him first.

Unlike the gallant warrior image in the game, the teenager had black hair and green eyes, a good-looking and clever appearance, dressed in clean and luxurious clothes, looking nothing like a commoner.

Remembering his friend's direct purchase of a max-level account, Arman's respect surged, not daring to show any negligence!

"Um, Sparrow, you weren't squeezed in the crowd, were you?" Arman asked haltingly, his tone and demeanor completely different from those in the game.

The teenager let out a nonchalant grunt, his gem-like green eyes brimming with excitement as he looked around; he licked his lips and said, "So, where is that person who said they'd treat us at the game exhibition?"

Arman came to his senses and quickly said, "Just wait, let me ask him where he is now."

After contacting someone using his Micro-end, Arman's expression suddenly turned odd, and he began looking around subconsciously.

The teenager narrowed his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Ah..."

Arman said rather awkwardly, "My friend says he was caught by his current girlfriend, who thought he was going to meet another girl, so he can't get away to meet us... But, he sent his friend in a car, and it's already at the port!"

Sensing the teenager's expression starting to sour, Arman quickly got the latter part out.

While speaking, Arman continued to look around and spotted a blue flying car parked not far from the road, its streamlined body adorned with purple fluorescent lines, looking extremely cool.

"That... that car!" Arman pointed excitedly at the vehicle and exclaimed.

"..."

The teenager looked expressionless at first but then returned to his gentle and pleasant smile after sizing up the car for a while.

He whispered, "Then let's go."

Arman felt the big shot appeared somewhat moody, but he didn't dare offend him and jogged towards the blue and purple flying car to inquire about the situation.

...

In a high-rise building a few hundred meters from White Jade Port.

Cheng Can and Yin Banqian hid by the window, using binoculars to monitor the situation at the port.

Since the target might be a Mind Reading Ability User, they kept their distance and didn't even focus their gaze on the teenager while observing.

"He's getting in the car," Cheng Can suddenly said.

"If it's really that guy from the game, he fights with a reckless madness. Can the person in the car handle that?" Yin Banqian expressed his concern.

"That's not for us to worry about, as we've reported all the intelligence without a miss," Cheng Can retorted casually.

As the flying car gradually left their observation range, he put down the binoculars, opened his Micro-end map, which displayed a swiftly moving little red dot.

It was the vehicle carrying the target and an unidentified individual.

The Huai'an District was vast, and at the car's top speed, it would take at least an hour to leave the Huai'an territory.

They could continue the chase.

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