I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 571 - 343: The Old Man in a Straw Cape and Hat, Fishing Alone in the Snowy River_2

Chapter 571: Chapter 343: The Old Man in a Straw Cape and Hat, Fishing Alone in the Snowy River_2

Even this morning,

They were called in to sign a strict confidentiality agreement, and then Jason and his colleagues were released.

Without any explanation.

They were all let out one by one.

Jason looked at the crowd walking around him, still feeling as if he were in a dream.

Imprisoned without reason, then suddenly set free.

So...

What exactly happened these days?

Jason gazed into the bright future in the sky and pondered for a moment.

He had a vague realization that the world seemed to be undergoing some unknown changes.

While the world was influenced by him for various reasons, Chen Yun was already prepared to embrace his fourteenth Evolution.

Compared to those who were affected by some of his actions in the Philippines, he was more concerned about the Evolution he would face today.

Today was May 27th.

It was also a Monday.

Tonight, just after twelve o’clock, it would be time for the familiar slumber evolution.

For Chen Yun, this naturally was a matter of utmost importance.

Even though he had gone through it many times, he still looked forward to it.

After all, there was always a surprise with each Evolution.

It included growth in various abilities across the board.

And there would also be new abilities that appeared based on his choices, which was a point worth looking forward to.

On February 27th, 2024, Chen Yun experienced his first slumber Evolution.

Since then...

Chen Yun no longer felt drowsy, only sleeping during the seven-day evolutionary cycle, and at all other times, his spirit was greatly invigorated.

This seemed to extend the scale of his life.

During this period, Chen Yun had slept intermittently thirteen times.

He had slept at home, in the forest, by the seaside, in the depths of the seabed, in a cave deep within the Qinling mountains, and on the relentless banks of the Huang He...

Each time was different.

Each time held a special feeling.

Sometimes...

When he opened his eyes, he saw the magnificent underwater world.

Other times...

He would fall asleep beside a warm campfire in a cozy cave, with a big cat and the silly dog Bai Jin.

And sometimes...

He would have the up-close experience of the rushing waters of the Huang He whether he opened or closed his eyes.

And for this upcoming fourteenth time.

Chen Yun also prepared a bit of ceremonial feeling.

For each sleep, he would choose a memorable place.

This time was no exception.

After careful selection, he came to a not-so-small Ice Lake.

The Ice Lake was located in a remote mountainous area, surrounded by majestic peaks whose tops were perennially snow-covered, reflecting off the ice on the lake’s surface to create a magnificent scene.

When night fell, the sky was sprinkled with stars, the Milky Way stretched across the heavens like a shimmering silvery belt, dotting this serene world as if it were a fairyland.

The Ice Lake was covered in a layer of thick ice crystals that glittered with a pale blue light under the moon, like countless gemstones embedded on the ice.

Below the ice, the lake water was still, and occasionally, one could hear the faint sound of ice cracking, a natural response to temperature changes. These sounds were particularly clear on a quiet night, giving a sense of mystery and tranquility.

Upon arriving here,

Chen Yun’s eyes lit up immediately.

With his Spiritual Position, he directly cut down several trees from the distant high mountains and in rapid speed made both a raft and a fishing rod.

Then, using his Spiritual Position, he gathered various plants and other materials from around him to craft a straw coat, a fishhook, a fishing line, and a bamboo basket.

Finally, he punched a large hole through the ice.

After doing all this.

Relying on his superhuman physique, Chen Yun easily navigated the boundless Ice Lake in his raft, fishing without concern for the cold.

The time was ten in the evening.

Chen Yun was wearing a straw coat, leisurely piloting a small wooden boat across Ice Lake.

Chen Yun sat in the bow of the boat, holding a makeshift wooden stick as a fishing rod.

Each time he cast his line, it was done with ease, tracing a beautiful arc in the air, barely making a sound as it hit the water.

He was like an ancient hermit, his straw coat gently swaying in the wind, his face partially obscured under his conical hat.

The snow around him was light.

Nonetheless, it drifted about in the air.

On Chen Yun, who hadn’t used his Spiritual Position to block the snowflakes, many white traces had been left.

In the gaps woven from natural fibers of the straw coat, snowflakes slowly fell and accumulated layer upon layer.

The snowflakes lightly landed on the surface of the straw coat, first remaining between the coarse fibers, then slowly melting into tiny droplets and sliding off following the garment’s texture.

But more snowflakes followed.

They formed little white dots on the straw coat, which eventually came together into a thin blanket of snow.

These snowflakes seemed in no hurry to leave, leaving delicate marks on the straw coat, as patterns meticulously drawn by nature.

Under the dim moonlight, these patches of snow reflected a soft luster, giving off a peaceful and mysterious aura.

Whenever a breeze blew by, the accumulated snow on the straw coat would tremble slightly, some of it slipping off the edge and vanishing on the icy lake’s surface.

Chen Yun didn’t mind the presence of the snowflakes; in fact, he found they added a touch of poetry.

At this moment.

One could feel the ambiance of "a solitary angler in a straw hat and coat, fishing alone in the snowy river."

He sat quietly, allowing these pure sprites to leave their footprints on him.

As time passed, more and more snow piled up on the straw coat, yet it didn’t soak his clothing.

The Spiritual Position didn’t interfere with the falling snow but protected him from getting wet. Even if he wasn’t afraid of the cold, he considered avoiding damp clothing.

On this silent Ice Lake, Chen Yun seemed to be the only existence between heaven and earth, with the snow traces on his coat recording this moment of tranquility and beauty.

Time seemed to slow here, enveloping one in this rare serenity.

The surface of Ice Lake shimmered with a faint silver glow.

The surroundings were silent, only occasionally broken by the sound of colliding ice blocks.

That was Chen Yun stirring the surrounding water currents from time to time with his Spiritual Position to prevent the lake from freezing over.

The scenery around was like an ink painting, the distant mountains appearing hazy and mysterious in the twilight, with occasional night birds flitting across the surface, rippling the water.

From the time he first obtained this ability.

Chen Yun had imagined some of his future actions, including the manner of a solitary angler in a straw coat, fishing in the snowy river, as part of his plans.

No man could resist being a participant in such a scene.

After all, the ethereal sensation and the extreme feeling of solitude.

Were captivating.

Now that he had both the ability and the opportunity.

It was naturally something to be replicated.

Thinking so.

Chen Yun smiled as he lifted his rod.

He unhooked the grass carp he had caught without using any cheating abilities and casually tossed it into the bamboo basket soaked at the edge of the wooden boat.

The air was filled with a crisp coolness, but this did not affect Chen Yun’s mood.

He enjoyed this moment of peace as if the entire world was making way for his Evolution.

As time ticked away, the sound of the midnight bells seemed to be quietly approaching.

Chen Yun waited in silence.

Waiting for that moment to arrive.

That moment would be his time to transform again.

And under the precise biological clock and Super Intuition prompting him, Chen Yun set down his fishing rod at eleven fifty-eight.

He then closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged on the wooden boat.

To an outside observer.

Chen Yun had ceased all movement.

If someone else witnessed this scene, they might think Chen Yun had frozen to death in the middle of the lake.

But in reality.

At this moment, Chen Yun had once again entered the pure azure Dream World he would visit upon each slumber evolution.

This time.

As soon as he entered the pure azure dreamscape, Chen Yun sensed something was off.

Fragmented pieces of information from the Dream World.

Were trying to surge into his mind.

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