Chapter 117: Chapter 105: Collegiate Championship! National Games! Flying Man
"Finally, I’ve memorized it all."
Chu Bamboo stretched, then glanced at the time.
"Nine o’clock! Hmm, no wonder I’m so hungry."
He took one last, long look at the dilapidated and decaying base. Biting his lip, he turned without hesitation, strode to the main gate, opened it, and sprinted off into the distance.
No hiding. No taking cover. No concealment.
The wind brushed against his cheeks.
Chu Bamboo could smell the fragrance of the grass and trees. He was more relaxed at this moment than he had been since arriving in this world-line, and his thoughts began to wander.
’I have to say, the air quality here is amazing.’
’In the Real World, the sandstorms just passed! And in the Dream World... Tsk, tsk, the pollution from the steam industry is way more ridiculous than in the Real World! The level of smog...’
’But the main problem right now is that it’s too easy to get assassinated in the Real World... Even though my physique has surpassed human limits, that’s all it is. It’s far too weak compared to the First Realm of Body Refining.’
Of course, even someone at the First Realm of Body Refining would be helpless in many situations.
For example, getting hit by a dump truck!
Chu Bamboo seriously doubted whether even someone as strong as Li Kang could survive a hit like that if he stood in front of a dump truck.
’Cultivation, Cultivation!’
Chu Bamboo mulled over the word.
’Cultivation grants Divine Thought and even unimaginable Divine Techniques, and it has nothing to do with Moon Grass! If I can really set foot on this path to immortality in the Real World, maybe I won’t have to worry about my safety anymore?’
’So what if it’s a dump truck? My Divine Thought would warn me ahead of time, and I could just dodge it!’
’There’s even a real possibility of continuous improvement. In the future, I might even be able to slice a dump truck in half with a sword in the Real World! Give the world a little taste of Extraordinary shock.’
’Spontaneous combustion, electric trucks, dump trucks... All these dangers stem from a lack of strength!’
Suddenly, goosebumps broke out across Chu Bamboo’s skin. He stopped in his tracks again.
Unsurprised, Chu Bamboo turned his head and gazed at the three-headed monster in the distance. He smiled, without a trace of killing intent. "Old friend! Long time no see."
The next moment...
Chu Bamboo charged the three-headed monster. His muscles bulged as he smashed into the creature rushing toward him. "The Spring Festival was a while ago, but I’ve still got a festive greeting for you!"
"Go fuck your mother!"
Then, his vision went black.
...
「The next day.」
The first thing Chu Bamboo did after getting up was turn on his laptop. He converted the content of the *Star Sea* he had written into a .txt file, sent it to his phone, and planned to print it out later.
"Thank god, the *Star Sea Detailed Explanation* wasn’t included!" Chu Bamboo was a bit stunned.
Even if he had never truly witnessed the power of artificial intelligence, he was sure that thing could easily break through any firewall—
’Even though the Celestial Net probably doesn’t exist yet, who knows what kind of technology James Raven has... Can he see what’s on my computer?’
It seemed highly likely that he would have to deal with, or even confront, James Raven in the future.
’Anyway, I should write everything by hand from now on! The fewer vulnerabilities I expose, the better. Or, if I have to use a computer, it must be one that’s disconnected from the internet.’
After hesitating for a moment, Chu Bamboo took out his notebook. This time, he chose to write down the technical data for the Alisu Battery and Tesla’s wireless charging.
He had, of course, taken the day off.
He copied until noon, and lunch was naturally takeout. Of course, the delivery guy was Lin Xia... This wasn’t something Chu Bamboo had requested; Lin Xia had rushed over on his own.
"So, this is the high-tech breakthrough you’ve been working on?" Lin Xia glanced at it a couple of times and then looked away, mainly because he couldn’t understand it. It wasn’t his field of study. Reading the title was enough...
"Yeah!"
"So, does this mean I’ll need to find some upperclassmen majoring in materials engineering or chemistry?" Lin Xia took out a small notebook and started writing.
After a bit more small talk, Lin Xia said his goodbyes. He clapped Chu Bamboo firmly on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Don’t slack off too much! Try to get this done in the next day or two... After all, we don’t have much time!"
Chu Bamboo: "..."
’What the hell? Am I actually being rushed to produce an update?!’
He watched Lin Xia leave. After a long moment...
"Oh, heavens!"
Chu Bamboo sat at his desk, staring at the paper and pen in front of him, and was suddenly overcome with sadness...
’Am I doomed to spend my future just endlessly copying things?’
’Are all the countless technological documents of the future going to be transferred, bit by bit, by me acting as some kind of data entry "laborer"?’
The thought of such a future made Chu Bamboo feel like his hand was already starting to cramp up.
And besides...
"I’m almost out of notebooks!" Chu Bamboo pulled open a drawer and looked at the nearly empty stack. Then he looked at the pile on his desk, filled with densely packed writing. He miserably pulled out his phone and placed another order.
"Extraterrestrial Civilization, and you, James Raven! Just you wait until I find your weakness—"
"Dammit, when I catch an Alien, I’m definitely going to burn his ass with a cigarette butt!"
Chu Bamboo ground his teeth, silently swearing as he continued to write.
「Two in the afternoon.」
Chu Bamboo’s phone suddenly rang. He instantly dropped his pen, glanced at the caller ID, and his brow twitched. "Coach Yuan Qiang? Him again!"
After a moment’s thought, Chu Bamboo decided to answer. ’Might as well take a break!’
"Coach Yuan," Chu Bamboo said slowly and deliberately after collecting his thoughts, "I hope you’re not calling me to talk about the same old nonsense."
"...You haven’t changed a bit," Coach Yuan said, his expression complicated. He was back at the Yanjing Sports Bureau, of course. He had spent the last few days replaying his previous experiences over and over, but he still couldn’t make any sense of it.
