I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 393 - 261 High-speed Train Hangs Tickets

Chapter 393: Chapter 261 High-speed Train Hangs Tickets

Chen Yun’s actions were like a spring breeze that eases a tense situation, immediately relieving the tense atmosphere.

The injured rider sat up, carefully moved his wrist, and was surprised to find that he could move it and the pain was greatly reduced.

In his eyes fixed on Chen Yun, there was both deep gratitude and admiration.

Just a few rubs could reset a dislocated joint.

Such skill was truly impressive.

Ordinarily, he had only seen such techniques in novels and on television, performed by those old traditional doctors. He certainly hadn’t expected that the young Chen Yun before him could do it too.

After all, in the hearts of the Hua Country people,

the medical profession was always seen as somewhat unreliable.

Everyone tended to trust older doctors.

After all, the older one was, the more experience they would have in this field which was very important for medical skills.

However, fortunately, they had encountered a young man who also possessed extraordinary medical skills.

"Thank you so much!"

He said excitedly, his voice trembling with emotion.

The other cyclists also gathered around to express their gratitude to Chen Yun.

The female captain held Chen Yun’s hand and sincerely said, "You really are our savior. We wouldn’t have known what to do without you."

Her tone was full of compliments.

Without Chen Yun, although they wouldn’t be completely helpless,

it would definitely have been very troublesome.

This was a mountain road after all.

To go cycling here, they had specifically gone to a nearby mountain village to rest overnight before setting off at dawn to greet the sunrise.

Thus, medical aid would undoubtedly be slow to arrive here, and by then it might have left their companion with complications from not getting timely treatment.

So, the other cyclists also agreed with the captain’s words and were full of praise for Chen Yun’s help.

Some even suggested that Chen Yun leave his WeChat so they could invite him to join their cycling team and explore more beautiful scenery together.

As true cycling enthusiasts, whenever they met a companionable stranger, they couldn’t resist trying to recruit him.

However, Chen Yun just smiled and politely declined their offer, saying he had other matters to attend to.

And with that, he didn’t add much else.

Amidst the sounds of gratitude and blessings, Chen Yun waved goodbye to the group of cyclists and continued on his journey.

Helping others wasn’t due to being kindhearted.

It was just as he said, he was willing.

...

On the morning of May 6, at eight o’clock,

After parting from the cyclists,

Chen Yun deliberately avoided the main roads and human-made routes, and rapidly moved through numerous hilly areas.

The interaction with the group of cyclists was just an interlude.

Now, he had more important things to do.

Today was Monday, and tomorrow would bring another new evolution.

Or more precisely,

once it was past midnight today, the eleventh evolution would arrive.

Undoubtedly, each slumber evolution was the most important and noteworthy event for Chen Yun.

And for this slumber plan, Chen Yun wanted to be in the Qinling, rather than still en route when the evolution began.

To achieve this,

with his speed, it wasn’t difficult; there were still sixteen hours until the evolution.

If he didn’t consider stopping, weather, terrain, speed limits, and so on, sixteen hours would be enough for a high-speed train traveling at 300 kilometers per hour to cross four thousand eight hundred kilometers, nearly spanning the east-west extent of Hua Country.

A speed of 300 kilometers per hour is eighty-three meters per second, a pace Chen Yun could easily achieve.

In summary,

with Chen Yun’s speed of over a hundred meters per second, and his ability to quickly navigate and stop, to traverse mountains despite the changing terrain effortlessly,

a trip to the Qinling, hundreds of kilometers away,

even if he had to cover rugged mountain ranges, would only take a few hours at most.

Indeed, Chen Yun had more than enough time.

Therefore, Chen Yun was now purposeful but not as urgent as one might imagine.

Along the way,

Chen Yun occasionally looked around, admiring the scenery.

The Sichuan area, surrounded by plateaus as a basin, grew closer to the Qinling and then to the Loess Plateau the further north he traveled.

As he continued, he could vividly see the changes in the geographical environment and vegetation.

Initially, his view encompassed the vast and fertile lands of the Sichuan Basin, where lush rice fields resembled a sea of green.

Occasionally, a few hills dotted the landscape, adding vibrancy. Low shrubs and dense bamboo forests swayed gently in the wind, as if welcoming his arrival.

However, as the elevation gradually increased,

Chen Yun noticed that the scenery around him began to subtly shift. The previously unending hills were replaced by more undulating mountains, steeper and more rugged, with the trees growing taller.

The broad-leaved forests gradually gave way to more cold-resistant coniferous forests, the green needles rustling in the breeze, filling the air with a faint scent of pine resin.

Such changes.

Enthralled him.

A major attraction of global travel is experiencing landscapes that are absent from one’s usual surroundings.

It wasn’t until a long stretch of railway tracks unexpectedly appeared within the range of Transparent World Perception that Chen Yun snapped back to reality.

It was a railway track located within the forests.

This track meandered through the lush woods, resembling a silver snake freely swimming through a sea of green.