I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 116 - 105: Wai Wai Wai, why are you still as clueless as you were in high school?

Chapter 116: Chapter 105: Wai Wai Wai, why are you still as clueless as you were in high school?

March 28th.

After Chen Yiming went to sleep, Chen Yun spent the whole night typing to pass the time.

Since he was using Telekinesis to control the keyboard, it was also a form of training. Throughout the night, he managed to add nearly twenty thousand words to his draft.

Then, in one go, he scheduled these drafts for publication over the next month, with daily updates exceeding ten thousand words.

In this way,

even if the grades weren’t very good, he could still pile up the quantity and take a step closer toward his once big dream of being a great writer.

At five in the morning,

seeing Chen Yiming and Chen Tianyou still half asleep, Chen Yun went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Adding some rice and red beans to the pot, he started to make the red bean porridge that his mother used to frequently cook.

After adding the water, turning on the heat, and covering the pot,

Chen Yun then took his snake soup out of his backpack.

Now that Chen Yun could eat, he naturally indulged in a bite or two occasionally, as the pleasures of the palate are one of the greatest joys of human life.

Looking at the heat-resistant glass cup in his hand, Chen Yun’s eyes emitted a red glow.

He skillfully started heating with a low-intensity thermal sight.

The last time at the seaside hotel, it didn’t heat much since the thermal sight lasted only a second.

Unless the temperature is incredibly high, discussing temperature without considering contact time is just empty talk.

That time, Chen Yun had only heated for a second, barely sticking to the maximum temperature the heat-resistant glass could withstand, heating one spot for just a second.

The steaming snake soup looked hot but only the part in contact with the thermal sight was somewhat warm; the overall change wasn’t too significant.

Now, well over twelve hours had passed, his thermal sight had fully cooled down.

Eight seconds of heating, with slightly raised temperature, and moving around every nook of the glass.

The outcome turned out quite satisfactory.

After opening the glass cup and tasting it, while the snake soup wasn’t scalding, it had at least reached an overall lukewarm state.

With this, Chen Yun nodded in satisfaction.

From now on, he could conveniently heat up objects when out and about.

After all, if superpowers exist, they should be used in everyday life to be considered normal.

One of the goals of technological development is to free up hands.

Superpowers are no exception.

Honestly, who wouldn’t envy Little Yu’s ability to have an all-powerful shadow corps at her disposal for brushing teeth, washing faces, eating, massaging, and even fighting?

To stow superpowers away only for so-called crucial moments just for the sake of propriety or style would be as dull and uninteresting as being a eunuch.

Using Sharingan to fry eggs, laser eyes to shave, Telekinesis for typing are all standard procedures, so heating soup with thermal sight isn’t weird at all.

Thinking this, time quickly advanced to 5:59 AM.

The earth was waking from its slumber, the dawn revealed itself, and a faint glow of light brightened the eastern horizon. The world seemed enshrouded in a light mist, exuding an ethereal and mysterious beauty.

The air was filled with fresh, moist scents, refreshing to the senses, almost like nature’s fresh perfume. As daylight grew, melodious bird songs began to fill the tranquil air, harmoniously overlapping, like cheerful symphonies. It was the first vivid color of the morning, bringing joy and invigorating the spirit.

In the kitchen, Chen Yun, sensing something, looked towards the alarm clock in his younger brother’s bedroom not far away, and then slowly headed there.

In the next instant, the alarm set by Chen Yiming for six o’clock went off.

This wasn’t any super intuition.

Just an accurate biological clock.

Chen Yun casually stopped the ringing alarm.

To avoid disturbing their next-door father, Chen Tianyou, who was still sleeping off his hangover.

Then he pulled his younger brother out of bed, "Get up, go brush your teeth and wash your face. I’m driving you today."

Upon hearing this,

Chen Yiming, used to waking up at this time, stretched lazily and rubbed his eyes.

Then he got dressed and went to wash up.

Seeing that Chen Yun had made a pot of red bean porridge, his face showed unmistakable surprise.

"Holy crap! Who are you? Get out of my brother’s body right now!!!"

Chen Yiming playfully adopted a defensive stance,

which made Chen Yun roll his eyes.

A helpless head bop, which caused tooth-brushing Chen Yiming to cry out in pain.

But realizing their father was asleep, he quickly clamped his mouth shut, giving Chen Yun an angry look.

Chen Yun glared right back unapologetically.

The commotion quickly ended.

Suddenly, Chen Yun’s phone rang.

"Who’s calling this early?"

Chen Yun curiously spoke to his college friend on the other end of the phone.

"I got up to pee this morning and saw in your Moments that you’ve been to Qixi. You’re back in Jiangnan Province, so why don’t we catch up in Guangling?"

"We haven’t seen each other in over a year, right?"

His college friend said, laughing.

Chen Yun often went to Shucheng and didn’t meet up much with his college friends in Jiangnan Province.

"Guangling, eh? I’m actually in Runzhou City right now, just across the river, so it’s really close."

Chen Yun raised an eyebrow.

He was tentatively thinking of agreeing.

"How about tomorrow?"

"Why don’t we discuss the details later today during some downtime at work?" his college friend suggested, still laughing.

"Alright."

Chen Yun nodded and agreed, then hung up the phone.

Although he had become increasingly less human, Chen Yun was not completely detached from emotions. He still treasured those deep friendships from the past.

So.

Since he was back in Jiangnan Province, he simply agreed to get together with friends.

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Around six-thirty.

It wasn’t fully bright yet, and Chen Yun had already driven his younger brother to school on an electric scooter.

But they weren’t early, as the school’s entrance was bustling with students and parents.

There were also some breakfast stalls shouting their sales.

Despite it being only six-thirty, it felt quite lively.

"Off you go, kid."

Chen Yun waved his hand, signaling Chen Yiming to get off the scooter.

Hearing this, Chen Yiming jumped down with his backpack and hurried towards his class after saying goodbye to Chen Yun.

Watching his younger brother disappear around the corner.

Chen Yun was just about to start the scooter and leave when his Transparent World Perception suddenly noticed something.

A slim and upright figure passed by, heading straight toward the school gates.

Her skin was fair and smooth, radiating a healthy rosy glow. Her nose was straight, and her double-lidded eyes shone like bright stars, deep and passionate, always conveying encouragement and care when she looked at someone.

She was dressed in a white crochet hat and a neat, professional outfit.

But her appearance somehow overlapped with someone Chen Yun remembered.

Delving slightly into the Memory Palace.

Chen Yun recalled this girl.

It was Chang Yaning, Chen Yun’s high school classmate.

Or more precisely, she could be described as Chen Yun’s white moonlight from the past.

This memory vaguely took Chen Yun back to that high school afternoon when he was assigned to the study group led by the academically excellent Chang Yaning.

That high ponytail and eyes even more spirited than the figure now had always stayed in his memory.

Time froze at that moment, shaping into the white moonlight.

But later.

Chen Yun hadn’t spoken to her at all, he went to college in Qixi, and she went to a prestigious university in another province. They had since lived separate lives.

Now it seemed.

Clearly, after graduating from college, Chang Yaning had returned to her hometown and become a teacher, still loving to encourage and instruct others.

Watching this figure approach and pass by.

Chen Yun realized that she hadn’t recognized him, or maybe she hadn’t noticed him at all amidst the crowd.

He chose not to call out to her.

Everyone says the white moonlight is unattainable.

[Fake beauty trap: Handsome, are you lonely?]

[True beauty trap: Ha, how come you’re still as naive as you were in high school?]

But at this moment.

Chen Yun felt as if his heart had been sealed with concrete, without a single ripple.

This wasn’t just because he felt looking at anyone was like looking at a worn-out rag; it was also because his newly resolute heart seemed really still like calm water now.

He lacked that kind of desire, or it was very difficult to have any.

Even now, looking at his past white moonlight.

Yet he felt within his heart only boundless calm and relief.

This wasn’t due to any rational balance mechanism, rather his heart was naturally calm without needing such a mechanism.

He opened all his Transparent Perception.

Feeling the world in front of him, enriched with colors a hundred million times more vivid than ordinary human vision, sensing the electromagnetic waves constantly moving around and hearing countless, extremely clear chirps and tweets...

Chen Yun understood.

In this chaotic world, he was the only one who was truly lucid.

He had many issues to consider, but they did not include stopping the white moonlight.

Relying on the resolute heart he had affirmed yesterday.

He had to admit, at this moment...

His ambition lay elsewhere!

And in the boundless possibilities of the future!

Moreover, even if the real white moonlight herself approached, she couldn’t compare to the past white moonlight.

So watching Chang Yaning walk away, Chen Yun twisted the throttle of his electric scooter and sped off, with no turmoil in his heart.

Only true...

Calm.

...

The wind, softly passing by.

Blew off Chang Yaning’s crochet hat. She stooped slightly to pick it up.

While brushing off the dust, she looked up towards the school gate as if realizing something.

The students, dressed neatly in uniforms and carrying various backpacks, converged from all directions with full energy and anticipation.

Parents, either riding electric scooters, bicycles, or driving private cars, carefully escorted their children to the school entrance. Some parents incessantly nagged, while others gently patted their children’s shoulders as encouragement.

Amidst the aroma of breakfast stalls and snack stands, the sound of passing cars, and the occasional greeting of "good morning, teacher," mingled together.

Frowning with confusion.

Chang Yaning put on her hat again.

A nearby "good morning, teacher" snapped her back to reality, making her involuntarily smile:

"Hello student! Hello to you too～"

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