Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 275 - 48_6

Chapter 275: Chapter 48_6

After finishing the meal and putting down his chopsticks, Li Zhiyuan sat there while the girl picked up a napkin and carefully wiped his mouth.

This time, before he could persuade the girl to go back to sleep, the girl had already pulled him upstairs. After he entered the room, she finally left.

Li Sanjiang brought some egg cakes, cloud cakes, and candy, and was getting ready to leave for Liu Xiazi’s house. Before leaving, he looked at Liu Yumei, who was still sitting there eating slowly, and proactively bent over to ask,

"Oh, you have a good appetite today, that’s nice, good health."

After saying this, he left.

Aunt Liu, while serving soup to Liu Yumei, wondered aloud, "What’s going on with Uncle Sanjiang, he seems a bit strange."

Liu Yumei snorted coldly, spat out a fishbone, and cursed,

"The old man is worried that his great-grandson won’t be able to find a wife."

"Hehehe." Aunt Liu couldn’t help but laugh with her hand covering her mouth.

Initially, Liu Yumei kept a straight face, but eventually, she too was drawn into smiling.

"You can’t deny, Uncle Sanjiang is quite an interesting character."

At this moment, Alii came down from upstairs and walked into the east room by herself.

Liu Yumei took a sip of yellow wine and said contentedly, "Our Alii is truly getting better and better."

...

As night fell, Li Zhiyuan sat at his desk and turned on the lamp.

Then, he turned the lamp off again.

He spread out his notebook and picked up a pen. He had promised Tan Wenbin that he would teach him, so he definitely would.

*Even though he couldn’t see, it didn’t affect his ability to write.*

*Having read Sister Yingzi’s high school textbooks and done Tan Wenbin’s papers before, Li Zhiyuan wrote down a whole notebook of math problems for Tan Wenbin based on high school knowledge and key exam points.*

After finishing the problems, he stretched and massaged his slightly sore shoulders.

This notebook would be handed to Tan Wenbin tomorrow.

*Li Zhiyuan didn’t deliberately make things difficult for him, because, based on his own Corpse Recovery learning experience, mathematics application was an essential foundation.*

*The use of equipment required physics.*

*Material creation required chemistry.*

*Even to understand the books he read, Tan Wenbin still needed to use Chinese language knowledge.*

*Run Sheng was a naturally gifted and enviable genius.*

*He and Binbin could only take the route of ordinary underachievers.*

*However, if Tan Wenbin truly managed to learn, he could conveniently solve his college entrance exam score issues, thus fulfilling Li Zhiyuan’s promise to Tan Yunlong.*

"Meow... meow... meow..."

The sound of a cat meowing came from outside.

It was a bit far, not yet on the dam, but since Li Zhiyuan had become blind, his hearing had improved greatly.

Li Zhiyuan recognized who had come. He habitually took up his pen, ready to tap it on the nearby cup, but managed to stop himself.

Getting up from the table, Li Zhiyuan slowly made his way downstairs. On the two round tables on the first floor, Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin were sleeping soundly.

Li Zhiyuan walked down to the field’s edge, squatted down, and extended his hand.

Soon, he felt a furry touch in his palm; the black cat was deliberately rubbing its head against him.

Li Zhiyuan simply sat on the ground, and the black cat leaped into his lap. He held it with one hand and gently petted it with the other.

*Unlike their previous encounters, it felt warm this time.*

"Are they all dead?"

"Meow..."

"That’s good, you can finally be free as well."

"Meow..."

The black cat began to gently paw at its own face.

"There’s a problem with my eyes, it’ll be some time before they get better. I can’t go to the Underworld now, so let’s part ways like this."

"Meow..."

"If you’re a cat in the next life, find a good owner."

"Meow?"

"Oh, sorry, you already have the best owner in the world."

The black cat’s body began to dissipate. As its resentment vanished, it was no longer dissolving into black mist but into shimmering fragments.

Under the moonlight,

the boy sat on the ridge, holding a bundle of stars in his arms.