I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 209 - 167 Next Time I’ll Definitely Beat You!!!_2

Chapter 209: Chapter 167 Next Time I’ll Definitely Beat You!!!_2

He obviously hoped that Chen Yun had already come here to take refuge.

The entire fishing village was broadcasting evacuation notices, so if Chen Yun was still in the village, he would definitely be able to hear them.

Seeing this, the volunteer looked at the list in his hand and then shook his head, "This person hasn’t registered; why don’t you make another call? If you don’t have a cell phone, I can lend you mine."

The volunteer said as he enthusiastically passed over the phone.

When Zheng Yuliang heard this, he was suddenly stunned.

If he’s not here either...

Where did Chen Yun go?

This tourist is unlikely to be in the village; otherwise, he couldn’t have missed the broadcast.

So...

He couldn’t have gone to the seaside, could he?

Thinking of this, Zheng Yuliang felt a sense of dread.

They came to this fishing village, which combines fisheries and tourism, to see the sea, didn’t they?

Chen Yun might have really gone to the seaside!

"Hey, what’s wrong with you? Stop spacing out, hurry up and rest in the shelter; in fifteen minutes, we’ll all head to the shelter together."

The volunteer waved at the distracted Zheng Yuliang.

There was a shelter in the nearby highland, built a few years ago in consideration of the evacuation needs of seaside residents; it always had ample accommodations, water, and food stocked up during the spring and summer seasons.

"No! It’s not okay!"

"I have a friend who’s missing! He hasn’t come here yet!"

Zheng Yuliang came to his senses upon hearing this and instinctively shouted out.

Thinking of this afternoon when Chen Yun’s figure was in front of him and now his whereabouts unknown, he felt he couldn’t calm down at all.

"The friend you mentioned, Chen Yun, should have registered when he entered the village. I will now pull up his personal information and send it to the volunteers in charge of assisting with the evacuation, so they can help you find him in the village, okay?"

Seeing Zheng Yuliang getting anxious, the volunteer quickly operated the tablet in his hand while trying to console Zheng Yuliang.

Hearing this...

Zheng Yuliang instinctively murmured softly, "That’s not right; he shouldn’t be in the village."

Even though one shouldn’t wander around during a typhoon.

But when Zheng Yuliang remembered warning Chen Yun not to wander around in the attic and Chen Yun’s nonchalant response, he felt waves of unease.

Looking at the volunteer operating the tablet to send messages to others.

Zheng Yuliang solemnly placed his luggage and the air carrier containing a small dog in front of him.

"Please, look after these for me."

After speaking, Zheng Yuliang turned around and left without hesitation.

Somehow, he felt that Big Brother Chen Yun must have gone to the seaside.

Searching the seaside was too dangerous; the few volunteers, in order to take care of the overall situation, most likely wouldn’t invest sufficient manpower to search for Chen Yun’s trail before the majority of the villagers had been evacuated.

So.

He decided to go look for him himself!

His movements were so fast that the volunteer at the door didn’t react in time.

Looking at the increasingly thick dark clouds in the sky and the howling gale ringing in his ears.

Zheng Yuliang’s expression became resolute.

As a native of the fishing village, he knew all too well how inappropriate it was to approach the seaside during a typhoon.

Going to the seaside now was indeed very dangerous, even though the fishing village lay in a harbor sheltered from the wind, there would likely still be significant wind and waves.

But...

Thinking of the big brother who had stood in front of him this afternoon blocking Zheng Ronggang, Zheng Yuliang felt he absolutely couldn’t just stay in the shelter and pretend nothing had happened.

With his mother deceased and his father working away from home,

Being often alone since he was young, he was mature and sensible.

In some aspects, he even had his own convictions.

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Dark clouds blanketed the sky, like thick ink pouring down, obscuring the stars and moonlight.

On the coastline, the furious wind roared, carrying the salty dampness and unruliness of the ocean depths; each howl mixed with the endless power of nature.

On the sea surface, the typhoon’s ravages resembled an angry beast, stirring up successive giant waves, assaulting the shore with a force capable of moving mountains.

Emitting a deafening roar as if it wanted to swallow the earth.

Lightning intermittently slashed through the night sky, illuminating the chaotic scene, its silver light outlining the contours of the waves against the dark background.

Beneath this spectacle was an unimaginable destructive force; trees swayed as if about to break, and sand and stones were swept into the air; the whole world seemed to tremble in this storm.

Chen Yun stood firmly with his feet planted in the rocks.

Holding his wet shoes, a sense of boundless spirit rose in his heart.

The power of nature was indeed extravagant.

Earlier, aside from managing to leap about at first, he soon found himself powerless, being swept around by the wind and waves.

Like the dish in a chef’s pot, it could only be stirred arbitrarily and couldn’t fight back.

The training was indeed effective.

But it must be said, it was somewhat suffocating.

"Just a typhoon!"

"Next time, I’ll definitely beat you!!!"

Chen Yun shouted seriously at the empty sky.

His voice pierced through the clouds, full and resolute.

This was not an exaggeration, but a long-term goal he had set for himself.

This time, being toyed with by the typhoon,

he dreamed that in the not-too-distant future, he could manage to calm the storm with one punch.

He felt that with his current rate of improvement, reaching that level was not impossible.

If ten tons of strength wasn’t enough, then a hundred thousand tons, if not, then ten million tons, if still not enough, then a hundred billion tons!

One day he would reach such heights.

By then, the typhoon would not dare to toy with him arbitrarily.

Instead, he’d shatter it with a direct punch.

He could even match Saitama from "One Punch Superhuman" and split the Earth’s massive cloud layer into a middle part with one punch.

The day that happens,

not to mention the typhoon not daring to rage, no one in the whole world would dare to speak loudly to him.

Claiming himself as the God of Mankind wouldn’t be a problem at all.

Anyone who disagreed could come forward and raise their objections with Chen Yun personally.

By then,

the Earth might as well bear the surname Chen.

After fantasizing for a while, Chen Yun chuckled and shook his head.

Truth be told, he wasn’t all that interested in becoming the God of Mankind; what he really wanted to do was pay back everything the typhoon had done to him.

And then continue to constantly challenge nature.

As for human society and order, by that time, it would appear as insignificant to him as the fragile social relationships in an ant colony.

If by then he had become visible to everyone,

he imagined there would probably be countless flatterers and endless deceitful schemes.

Such things are childish and boring.

None of it compared to the interest level of nature.

Thinking this, Chen Yun casually crushed another wave, then picked up his shoes and turned to leave.

Before he knew it, it was already past eleven at night.

He had played with the waves in the sea for almost three hours, which was quite long enough.

According to his new short-term plan, it was about time to head home, record some data, and then start his telekinesis typing for today.

On the beach,

the wind was no longer a gentle caress.

It turned into an infuriated beast, roaring and bellowing as it swept away everything with a force that could crumble decay.

The trees begged for mercy, bending while their branches and leaves wailed in the wind.

Chen Yun walked step by step, not affected by the wind in the slightest.

After all, he was really nailing his feet directly into the stones on the ground with each step.

And though the wind was strong,

it was not yet at the level of having more than ten tons of force per square meter, far from being as exaggerated as the accumulated power of the waves.

Chen Yun walked calmly towards the house he had just rented, in the midst of the downpour.

With his memory, there was no chance of getting lost.

And at his new home, he had left a Purple Sandalwood Flying Sword, hanging around silly dog Bai Jin’s neck.

It could locate the exact position of his new home at any time.

So, he was absolutely clear about his destination.

Even if the rain poured down like a waterfall, intertwining with the fierce wind to form a hazy mist, blurring everything in sight,

he could still proceed with his eyes closed.

However, before he had gone much further, he spotted a familiar person in the distance, crouched down and moving in the storm.

With a pale face and fingers wrinkled from blisters, he was obviously on the verge of collapsing.

Seconds after Chen Yun spotted him in the Transparent World, he passed out in the rain.

Before collapsing, he was muttering:

"Chen Yun..."

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