The next day, before noon, Mo Yang woke up early and left the dream world. After a night of rest, his depleted mental energy had completely recovered, and he even felt invigorated.
As expected, the claim in the novel that pushing oneself to the extreme would result in a rebound and growth was indeed true. From now on, he could fish, grow vegetables, and buy cards every day, becoming a winner in life while also exercising his mental energy. He was excited just thinking about it.
Taking out his phone, he started to have breakfast.
By now, he had traveled from a small city in the southwest to Hunan Province in the southern part of China. People here mostly ate rice noodles for breakfast, so Mo Yang followed suit and ordered a bowl. As he took his first bite, he had already searched “Wan Mei” on Baidu, a Chinese search engine.
To his surprise, he easily found information and an introduction about Wan Mei, despite thinking that he might need to use some special means to find even a trace of this person. However, after carefully reading through the short introduction, he felt as if he hadn’t really found the person at all. What he saw was only the tip of the iceberg that others were willing to reveal to the public–
Wan Mei, male, Han ethnicity, born on November 11, 1988.
Ph.D. in Biology, Ph.D. in Medicine, distinguished researcher at the National Institute of Life Sciences, deputy director of the Ninth Military Region Research Institute.
The research on the relationship between the human mind and body has caused a great sensation in the field of science, triggering extensive discussions on topics such as “evolutionary psychology”: “brain evolution theory”, and “human physical limits”. Wan Mei is a distinguished young research scholar in the country.
Mo Yang looked through the information about Wan Mei several times and found that there was very little information available, except for one real photo of Wan Mei.
Perhaps others would simply exclaim how amazing and talented this person is just by looking at the Baidu Encyclopedia entry, but for Mo Yang, who wanted to know more about Wan Mei’s personality and profession, the Baidu Encyclopedia was of no use at all.
Except for that one real photo of Wan Mei.
In the photo, Dr. Wan Mei looked straight into the camera with his clear eyes, as if he was looking at you attentively, but his gaze was indifferent as if nothing could catch his eye.
Just by looking at the photo, Mo Yang could tell that this must be a “researcher” who would not care about anyone else, who would not consider the thoughts of others, and who would only focus on what he wanted to do.
Such a person would only be interested in what he wanted to study and would be indifferent to other people and things.
However, as Mo Yang chewed on the noodles in his mouth, he recalled every meeting and conversation he had with Wan Mei. Apart from the initial state where Wan Mei seemed to be indifferent to everything, the Wan Mei he got to know afterward was really not related to “indifference” at all.
He would make sarcastic remarks, smirk, and raise the corners of his mouth with self-satisfaction and pride to give him hints and advice. Although this guy’s personality was somewhat unpleasant, Mo Yang even felt that the Wan Mei he knew was not the Wan Mei he saw on Baidu Encyclopedia at all.
But soon he let it go. He took a big sip of soup and felt his whole body getting hot. Then he entered his own name in the Baidu entry.
Afterward, his current handsome and confident photos, along with various titles of “National Excellent Youth”: “Most Beloved Suspense Novelist”, and “FLW World Outdoor Fishing Championship Winner”, appeared before his eyes.
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“Respect myself.” Mo Yang chuckled: “In my life story, I am the protagonist.”
Afterward, he stood up gracefully, put on his mask, and slung his black backpack over his shoulder, hailing a passing taxi.
“Driver, I want to charter a car to the Yellow Crane Tower in Wuhan. Will you go? How much does it cost?”
The taxi driver was clearly surprised to encounter a wealthy passenger who wanted to charter a car for a sightseeing trip. He carefully looked at the young man, focusing on the expensive camera hanging from his chest, and hesitated before asking: “How much are you willing to pay?”
“One thousand yuan for fuel and tolls, will that do?,” Mo Yang replied.
The taxi driver immediately smiled and said: “Sure, I’ll go! Don’t worry, my driving skills are excellent!” This was a rare and lucrative deal for him!
Mo Yang nodded, got into the car, and said: “I have a cold, so I’ll sleep for a while. Here are five hundred yuan as a deposit, and I’ll give you the rest when we arrive. If you take me to other places or try to harm me during the trip, just know that I have connections and I can make sure you end up in jail.”
The taxi driver was even more reassured when he heard this. He had been a bit worried that the masked young man might not be a good person. But since he said it so openly, it meant he was straightforward.
The taxi driver smiled more sincerely and said: “Young man, what are you talking about? People in our area are honest and sincere! Just rest assured and sleep, I’ll wake you up when we arrive.”
Mo Yang nodded and entered the world of dreams.
Meanwhile, the hunters who were chasing after him had already arrived at the small inn where he had stayed earlier, but unfortunately, they were still a step too late.
Song Kefeng listened to the innkeeper’s words that the guest had just left, and his expression darkened. After thinking for a while, he said: “Monitor all the exits of the city and check the passenger lists of trains and buses as well. He should still be in the city.”
After entering the dream world, Mo Yang immediately started his campus game.
He moved quickly and didn’t delay his morning reading time. When he arrived, Feng Yu, who was sitting in front of him, turned around happily and said: “Mo Yang, you’re here! Where did you have lunch? I couldn’t find you. I thought you were like Song Aotian from the next class, unable to come.”
Mo Yang’s eyebrows jumped when he heard Song Aotian’s name. He glanced at the classmate sitting next to him who seemed to be studying seriously, and asked Feng Yu: “What happened to Song Aotian?”
Feng Yu smirked and then leaned her lips close to Mo Yang’s ear, deliberately or unintentionally brushing his earlobe with his lips. He blew a breath lightly when he couldn’t stand it and tried to dodge, and said softly: “Oh, didn’t you hear the loud noises from next door last night~?”
“Hehehe, Song Aotian must have been kept in bed by those three little foxes~ I saw Zhou Ping, that little fox, with a satisfied and smug look on his face while getting food in the cafeteria for his dear Aotian~”
Feng Yu’s words were particularly ambiguous and suggestive, but they sounded absolutely terrifying to Mo Yang. Ever since that white fox said “they four will live a harmonious and beautiful life together,” he knew it must be a trap.
It’s only been a few days now, right? Song Aotian’s injuries from being stabbed haven’t even healed yet, but those people have started taking turns with him? Who knows how Song Aotian feels? Maybe he can go back to the dormitory during lunchtime and take a look.
Then, suddenly, he thought of the various indescribable photos of sudden deaths due to bedroom activities that he had seen before, and he felt really uncomfortable.
Oh my, this is too scary.
Seeing Mo Yang’s face turning red and then pale, Feng Yu suddenly reached out and touched his chin, looking left and right with a gleam in his eyes that made people shudder: “Hey, Mo Yang, the more I look at you, the more handsome you become. If you sleep with me, I might never want to get out of bed~”
Mo Yang：“!!!”
Mo Yang remained calm despite his inner frustration. “Oh, it must be because you stayed up all night playing games again. Hurry up and turn around, the boss is here.”
Feng Yu was unwilling to back down and wanted to provoke further, but Mei BaiWan, who had been seemingly engrossed in reading a book, spoke up. “If I’m not mistaken, today the boss is probably handing out the test papers for the biology exam. Someone here handed in a blank paper last time. I think if you go back and pretend to be busy, it might improve the boss’s impression of you.”
Instantly, Feng Yu lost his momentum. He glared at Mei BaiWan, who was exposing his shortcomings and snorted before turning away.
Mo Yang was about to express his gratitude, but Feng Yu continued with another remark: “Don’t talk too soon. You can only score a maximum of 79 points.”
Mo Yang retorted: “…”
Wan Mei clicked his tongue and shook his head. “I didn’t even cover my paper at that time, and you still couldn’t copy enough to get 80 points.”
Mo Yang replied: “…”
“Did you really go to college?”
Mo Yang couldn’t take it anymore and forced a smile. “Being a Ph.D. in biology is nothing to brag about. I come from a very poor family with two older brothers and one older sister above me, and one younger brother and one younger sister below me. As the youngest of five siblings, I had to pull out weeds and plant crops every day, and take care of my siblings. Sometimes I could only sew small sachets to sell for money. I dropped out of school in fifth grade.”
“Thinking about it, it’s really not easy for me to have survived until today. It’s been tough.”
Wan Mei thought for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction. “…” Almost fell for your lies.
“…Mr. Mo Yang, do I really look so easily fooled like an idiot?”
Mo Yang was not surprised by being exposed. “No way. You’re a double Ph.D. in biology and medicine, as well as a special research fellow and deputy director of the institute. If you were an idiot, then 99% of the world would be idiots.”
Wan Mei paused for a moment, then smiled with delight.
Then, they started their “intense and focused eye contact” again, as if whoever looked away first would lose.
“Yang Heigou and Mei BaiWan, classmates!!”
“Why are you two gazing at each other with such tenderness again?! It’s been five minutes since class started, quickly bring back your youthful restlessness! Look at the blackboard, I’m about to start the main points!!”
At that moment, ‘Yang Heigou’ and ‘Mei BaiWan’ received stares from all directions. And also, complicated gazes and… hints of decreased favorability from their targets.
Mo Yang: “…” Tired, I want to change seats.
Also, did the Chinese teacher learn his language from self-study? Can “intense and focused eye contact” and “youthful restlessness” be used here?!
Author’s Note:
Mei BaiWan and Yang Heigou’s daily eye contact, whoever blinks first automatically becomes the weaker one.
Yang Heigou:…
Do you believe that I can glare all day?
Mei BaiWan:…
Smiling.
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Romantic power of school’s teachers
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