I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 202 - 163: Targeted New Planning

Chapter 202: Chapter 163: Targeted New Planning

The airplane was like a silver battleship sailing through the vast sea of clouds, gracefully navigating the endless layers of clouds.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the clouds, casting a dazzling golden fringe on this vast white cloudbank world.

The cabin gradually became enveloped in a characteristic tranquility. This quietude, unlike the stillness on the ground, came with a slight roar—the continuous hum of the airplane’s engines, yet it became the unique background music for high-altitude travel.

Light passed through the tightly arranged small windows, softly and evenly sprinkling on each passenger, coating the cabin in a layer of warm gold.

Some passengers closed their eyes to rest, enjoying this rare peace; others gently flipped through the pages in their hands, with words leaping at their fingertips, thoughts drifting far away; there were also those who gazed at the unpredictable sea of clouds outside the window.

And Chen Yun was "asleep" on the plane.

Chen Yun, who only underwent slumber evolution once every seven days, wasn’t actually asleep but had his consciousness astrally projected far away out of sheer boredom.

With the Linked Skill of Soul Emergence and super visual-range perception during Divine Travel, Chen Yun could instantly send his consciousness to far-off places even while seated on a high-speed flying airplane.

He tried to send his consciousness to the Jade Sword he had given to Bai Shi; even the fast-moving airplane didn’t affect his Divine Travel in the slightest.

His consciousness reached smoothly.

Bai Shi had put the Jade Sword in his wallet, and when Chen Yun’s consciousness arrived, he found Bai Shi wandering around a high-tech exhibition with Sun Huwen.

Although it seemed like they were wandering aimlessly, it could actually be said their purpose was clear.

Bai Shi was holding a photograph that had been washed at some point and even framed—it was a photo of the purple sandalwood Gundam previously taken at his home.

In addition, he was carrying the yellow pear wood Gundam first-generation model that Chen Yun had left him before leaving.

Then, he carelessly showcased it at various booths.

Effortlessly attracting a bunch of envious glances.

After staying here briefly and confirming that Divine Travel wouldn’t be affected by the fact that he was rapidly moving away, Chen Yun moved his out-of-body consciousness to the Jade Sword he had given to Jiang Anping.

Jiang Anping was in a university classroom auditorium, listening to the teacher lecturing.

She had turned the Jade Sword into a necklace, replacing a previous cross necklace.

Chen Yun surveyed the sparsely seated classroom, realizing it was likely one of those optional courses that weren’t really necessary.

The quiet afternoon was only filled with the teacher’s voice and the occasional sounds of people passing by outside the classroom. Occasional breezes quietly passed through the half-open window, gently swaying the curtains, bringing a touch of coolness.

Chen Yun’s disembodied consciousness silently occupied the seat next to Jiang Anping.

He glanced at Jiang Anping, who was reading a book.

Chen Yun also quietly listened to the teacher.

A career planning class which he once thought was useless still seemed useless.

From discussing the essence of employment to the significance of employment, the lecture barely touched on actual employment advice.

However, listening to the teacher’s somewhat pointless explanations was quite a good way to pass the time.

Time was ticking away by the second.

The air was filled with a mild scent of books and a lazy atmosphere unique to the afternoon.

As the bell rang for class dismissal, the teacher hastily grabbed his water bottle and left. Students poured out of the classroom like a tide, their laughter and discussion echoing through the halls.

Jiang Anping also packed up her books and prepared to leave the auditorium.

As she walked through the space where Chen Yun’s spiritual body’s consciousness resided, she noticed nothing.

Chen Yun floated silently in a corner of the classroom, much like an unnoticed ghost, quietly remaining there.

Neither physical nor an illusion, it was as if he was a shadow left behind by time.

Like an invisible breeze, gently blowing but never stirring any ripples.

It was as though he didn’t exist at all, parallel to the real world but never intersecting.

Yet the ability to mobilize weakened, faint Telekinesis seemed to indicate that his consciousness was indeed present.

Pondering, Chen Yun withdrew his far-projected consciousness.

Back inside the cabin.

After a long "slumber," Chen Yun snapped awake.

The not-so-comfortable sensation of the airplane’s backrest returned to his sensory perception, the powerful spiritual power and the physical sensation returned to his body.

Slowly opening his eyes, he looked at the silly dog Bai Jin, who was sleeping in the oxygen cabin of the cargo hold, saw that there was still half an hour of flight time, and chose to close his eyes to rest in the Memory Palace.

About the next steps.

The previous 7.0 short-term plan was clearly outdated.

Going to Heaven Nightclub to practice Transparent World, using tungsten steel balls to exercise his physical body in old factories, and the afternoon session to study signal modulation and demodulation, all were basically no longer applicable to his current self.

Thinking.

Chen Yun noted in the Memory Palace the rough plan of what he would do next.

[Short-Term Plan 7.1:]

[1: The whole day’s schedule starts in the morning, use heated snake soup at seven o’clock to train thermal sight and drink the warm snake soup as breakfast. Then, do a muscle tremor exercise until exhaustion and continue with two hours of telekinesis training.]

[2: At eleven o’clock, prepare a snake meat meal for lunch and call the snake meat vendor to prepare fresh snake meat for tomorrow.]

[3: At two o’clock in the afternoon, train in Transparent World 4.0, including vision, hearing, smell, and spiritual power. (The training of spiritual power mainly consists of perceiving biological emotions, super visual-range perception, soul emergence, and electromagnetic wave perception.)]

[4: At six in the afternoon, do the muscle tremor exercise, then start preparing the evening’s snake meat meal, and simultaneously stew the snake soup needed for breakfast the next day.]

[5: At nine o’clock at night, go to the beach to battle the waves and enter deeply for training.]

[6: At eleven-thirty at night, do the last muscle tremor exercise of the day, record the data of muscle tremors, other changes of the day, other body data, and prepare things to do next].

[7: At twelve midnight, return home and start writing web novels. (Use telekinesis to type on the keyboard, further train the sustainability and accuracy of telekinesis.)]

[8: In case of special situations in reality, the previous seven arrangements can be paused, but try not to miss the task of recording body data.]

[9: Times not mentioned, and gaps during work, are freely available for leisure activities.]

Eating, writing web novels, recording data and such are mostly unchanged.

The experiment on Killing Intent affecting plants is cancelled.

After all, the experiments have been ineffective for so long, and the plants used for experiments have been sent out.

There will not be a similar experiment in the short term.

Unless there is a qualitative improvement in my Killing Intent.

The exercise for Transparent World is moved to the afternoon when I originally had time allocated for learning but no longer need to study.

As for physical training, it is changed to nine o’clock at night, going directly to the beach to battle the waves, and also considering diving deeper.

Thinking this for a while.

The plane began to lower its altitude and reduce speed, apparently almost arriving at the destination.

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April 11th, three-thirty in the afternoon.

Chen Yun walked out of Xingdong Airport, luggage in hand and with a shipping crate containing silly dog Bai Jin.

He looked up at the sky.

Under the azure canopy, the sun shone unreservedly, coating the runway, tarmac, and distant buildings with a dazzling golden radiance.

Yet, in this tranquil beauty, subtle signs from nature lurked. The gentle breeze no longer caressed softly but carried an unusual intensity, occasionally lifting leaves and dust off the ground, as if nature were whispering, foretelling all that was about to change.

Clouds began to gather on the horizon, their shapes unlike the usual leisurely floating, appearing tighter and instilled with a sense of urgency.

Raising an eyebrow, Chen Yun hailed a taxi.

His destination, Qixi City, was still about a hundred kilometers away, requiring some more time on the road.

Probably between five to six in the evening, he would arrive at a small seaside fishing village in Qixi City, which he had identified as his destination when doing online research.

The travel time passed quickly.

Chen Yun soon arrived at his destination.

At six in the evening, the sun, like a molten golden disc, slowly sank into the horizon, turning the sea a splendid violet color, complementing the evening sky’s sunset, breathtakingly beautiful.

In the village’s alleys, smoke from cooking fires curled up, with every household beginning to prepare dinner. The air filled with the fresh fragrance of seafood, along with the appetizing smell of rice and home-cooked dishes.

Children played chase in the alleys, enjoying carefree childhood days; elders sat in front of their homes, fanning themselves, enjoying the cool sea breeze and occasionally chatting, where time seemed to slow down to beautiful stillness.

Chen Yun dragged his luggage and ambled through the fishing village.

Though called a fishing village, it was quite modernized.

Many traditional fishing villages, while retaining their unique culture and fishing traits, had gradually integrated modern elements, driven by economic development, the rise of tourism, and the increased living standards of residents.

These villages might still maintain traditional fishing, but you would also find well-maintained roads, bridges, utilities, and communication infrastructure.

To attract tourists, the village had developed various lodging facilities, from homestays to small hotels, and restaurants offering seafood specialties were plentiful on Meituan.

In fact, in today’s society, finding a completely remote and secluded fishing village is quite difficult, especially in the developed coastal regions of the east.

However, Chen Yun didn’t focus much on its remoteness.

Instead, the decent modern facilities and development were positive points, potentially making it suitable for a prolonged stay.

Moreover, what he cared about most was its proximity to the sea.

As long as it was near the sea, that was enough!

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