I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 140 - 139 Wang Ye

Chapter 140: Chapter 139 Wang Ye

After dinner, near 7:30 PM, Wei Tianyang had never had such a lavish meal in his entire life.

When the waitress came in to collect the meal trolley, she hinted again, wanting to obtain his contact details. Unfortunately, Wei Tianyang’s phone had already been crushed by him; there were no numbers he could give her.

Wei Tianyang did not want to have too much interaction with the meal-serving waitress, as she probably harbored unrealistic fantasies about climbing up the social ladder through him.

He wiped Yaha’s mouth, brushed her teeth, then turned on the television to show her cartoons, while he himself lay on the bed, resting with his eyes closed, carefully contemplating the day’s experiences.

Whether it was Zhao Ling or the waitress, they gave him a contradictory feeling. Without a doubt, compared to Chicken Snake Country, Yin Country was a place that adhered more to laws; perhaps Li Songyan had a profound understanding of this.

And the social classes the waitress mentioned, artificially dividing everyone like fences corralling pigs, cattle, and sheep, sorted and claimed as needed, law was that kind of fence, and some upper-class people were outside those fences.

Zhao Ling, undoubtedly, belonged to the class outside the fences. Driving on the official roads, a slight anger could cause the servants to immediately kneel, and a single word from her could demean a sub-leader’s subordinate in the countryside...

Zhao Ling was full of tolerance and forbearance towards herself, even willing to trade her charm to curry favor; those who had seen her flirtatious demeanor were probably fewer than ten throughout the entirety of Yin Country.

And the waitress? To put it impolitely, she was like the pigs, cattle, and sheep within the fences, and she was very aware of her place.

However, she wasn’t disheartened, didn’t harbor resentment, didn’t feel the injustice. The waitress thought the people standing outside the fences were unattainable, high above, deservedly and rightfully so.

But she didn’t just stay quietly within her own fence; she chose to earnestly study, enter a higher educational institution, take the palace exams, and strive to jump into another fence... And to rise further, she was also willing to sell her body...

The waitress did not possess Li Fei’s spirit; she wouldn’t say to him, "I will ignite the fire of revolution on this land." And Zhao Ling didn’t have Du Yan and Li Bin’s closeness to their subordinates; she likely wouldn’t sit and sing with her own army.

Wei Tianyang felt agitated, recalling a classic novel Kacha had once recommended to him called "Break Keromi." That book depicted a world governed by gold standard, turned into a urinal by the super-wealthy; the majority had lost their free will, addicted to false electronic dreams, yet a few still possessed the will to resist.

That was a "cyberpunk" novel, with "cyber" representing society and "punk" representing resistance.

But in Yin Country, there were no "cyber" and "punk," only feudalism and devotion.

He tossed and turned, switching his crossed legs from left to right and right to left, his mind unable to find peace.

He decided to go out to the streets; he wanted to see how people lived in the most flourishing city of Yin Country, in the most flourishing city on the East Continent.

At the same time, he also wanted to know if he could transform into that black giant again.

Thinking this, Yaha suddenly turned her head and tugged at his foot, stretching out her bare wrist pointing at the television screen.

He got up and saw a small window pop up in the upper right corner of the screen; six girls, around his age, stood before him.

Their skin tones ranged from white to beautiful dark, their features and physiques from soft and delicate to robust and spirited; all types were present. Each wore thin silk nightgowns and heavy makeup, showcasing their proud figures to the camera.

"Damn... it’s definitely Zhao Ling’s doing," Wei Tianyang muttered to himself.

He said to the screen, "Go back, I don’t need this kind of service."

"Brother Yang~ open up~ let us take good care of you~" the girls cooed flirtatiously.

"Get lost! Or I’ll chop you all into pieces!" Wei Tianyang roared.

At his words, the girls paled in fright and immediately scattered, disappearing from view.

Wei Tianyang frowned, shaking his head.

Being docile, earning money, and supporting a family lead to a dead end.

Creating massive havoc puts one above the law, and princes vie for your favor.

This world is incomprehensible.

He told Yaha to stay in the room and watch TV. He intended to jump out the window but discovered that the windows of the hotel room were sealed shut.

Touching the window even displayed a touch interface, allowing adjustments to air conditioning temperature, air humidity, fragrance, glass transparency, type of indoor white noise, today’s news, calling room service...

He sighed, having no choice but to engage with objective reality and leave Jade Pavilion through the main entrance.

Wei Tianyang arrived in the streets, choosing a pitch-dark alley to merge into; February was approaching, and the winter temperature still held at 19°, so even wearing just a hoodie and a jacket, he felt no discomfort.

He first checked his location; he was in the core high-rise area of the megalopolis, where there were few people. The streets were brightly lit and spacious, with few cars—a clear sign that this was a special district inaccessible to "commoners."

He merged into objective reality, followed the official road down two levels; the city’s broad avenues were brightly lit, with luxury cars dominating the streets. As night had just fallen, many handsome men and beautiful women meandered between buildings, enjoying the pleasures of shopping.

The malls and hotels, sparkling with colorful advertising projections and neon lights, were just opening their doors, with crowds standing shoulder to shoulder, beaming with smiles.