Chapter 47: Not Into Women?
Tang Yu’an watched as Jinshan cheerfully ran over to his motorcycle, retrieved a small black spray bottle, and liberally sprayed his wounds.
The liquid stung at first, then formed a cool, soothing, transparent film.
“What is that?” Tang Yu’an asked.
Jinshan carefully put it away: “Good stuff, promotes healing.”
Judging by its effects, it must be expensive. Tang Yu’an was puzzled: “You’re willing to use it on me?”
From his earlier behavior, he should be stingy.
“Not for free. I’m keeping track.” Jinshan said seriously: “This isn’t included in the one hundred thousand. You’ll have to pay extra.”
The bleeding had indeed stopped. Tang Yu’an, prioritizing his survival, didn’t argue.
Jinshan pulled him up, seating him on the back of his motorcycle.
“Hold on tight. If you fall, it’s not my problem.”
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll get your clothes dirty? Wait, this is my jacket, give it back!”
Seeing Jinshan ignore him, he reached for the jacket, almost pulling them both over.
He wasn’t being petty about a jacket; the jammer’s core component was still hidden inside, and it was too important to lose.
Although Jinshan didn’t look particularly strong, he was incredibly steady, making Tang Yu’an feel like he was circling a tree.
Finally, Jinshan relented, taking off the jacket and tossing it to him: “Fine, fine, so pretty, yet so stingy. Not even a tip for your hardworking escort…”
Tang Yu’an: “…”
He had never heard robbery described so poetically.
He discreetly checked the jacket; thankfully, the component was still there.
This junkyard planet seemed to have a strange magnetic field, not only weakening mental energy but also affecting the system, which was why it had malfunctioned earlier, activating a string of skills.
But it seemed to be recovering now, his storage space functional again.
It was safest to keep it somewhere no one could find it. He stored the component, then urged Jinshan to leave.
The tranquilizer’s effects were wearing off; Wei Langxing would be waking up soon. He didn’t know if he was in trouble; he had to get back quickly.
Jinshan drove him through the wasteland, occasionally stopping to pick up scraps, talking incessantly.
“Don’t think we scavengers are just picking up trash. This is a skilled profession! You need to know what to touch and what not to touch. I’ve seen people blow themselves up trying to open a loot box…”
Tang Yu’an, curious, asked: “Is that how you got the scar on your eye? From an explosion?”
It looked quite dangerous, a little deeper and it would have blinded him.
“Of course not! With my skills, I wouldn’t make such a rookie mistake!” Jinshan continued: “This scar has a story. I was delivering a package, almost reached my destination, when those Mole Rats ambushed me… Have you encountered them before? Those bastards who live underground, robbing passersby, no morals at all, a real pain in the ass…”
“But who am I? Everyone here knows Jinshan! I wouldn’t be where I am today if I was scared of some small-fry!”
He spent a full ten minutes describing his epic battle against a dozen Mole Rats.
“Just as the Mole Rat leader’s knife was about to pierce my stomach, I charged forward, stabbing him through the head, but a shrapnel grazed my eye.”
“Then, I pulled the knife out of my stomach, raised it above my head, and shouted, ‘Who’s next?!’ The rest of them froze, no one dared move.”
Tang Yu’an said sincerely: “You’re amazing.”
Being stabbed and not dying, that’s impressive.
“Of course! Did you think I got here by being weak?”
With the roar of music, Jinshan reached their destination, parking his motorcycle and carefully covering it with a waterproof sheet.
Tang Yu’an looked around. There was no one else here. This wasn’t Future City.
“Where are we?”
Jinshan didn’t answer, leading him behind the wreckage of a large aircraft—
He had turned it into a small dwelling, installing a metal door and decorating the exposed exterior with colorful graffiti that read “TM’s Home,” accompanied by a giant middle finger.
Tang Yu’an admired it: “You have a great attitude towards life.”
Jinshan chuckled, opening the door with a custom-made scanner, leading him inside: “There’s more inside. Welcome to my headquarters!”
Unlike the desolate exterior, the inside was filled with modern devices, neon lights flashing, a large screen displaying a restricted film, the changing lights transforming the small space into a nightclub dance floor.
Tang Yu’an was mesmerized when he suddenly saw something moving around his feet, startling him. He looked down and saw a small black cat.
He had a weakness for fluffy animals, smiling involuntarily and reaching out to pet it.
Jinshan, who had just retrieved a beer from the refrigerator, saw this and exclaimed: “Don’t touch it!”
But it was too late. Tang Yu’an, expecting soft fur, was thrown back by a powerful jolt of electricity.
“…It’s electrified.”
Jinshan dropped his beer, rushing over to check on him. He was still alive, just unconscious, so he injected him with a stimulant.
Waking up for the second time, Tang Yu’an was still dazed.
He rubbed his forehead: “What happened?”
“Nothing, you just took a trip to hell but were rejected at the gate for lack of funds.”
Jinshan rummaged through a pile of junk in the corner, finding a pair of insulated gloves.
Putting on the gloves, he easily picked up the cat by the scruff of its neck, its long body dangling like a black ribbon.
Tang Yu’an realized he had been electrocuted, still shaken: “Why is this cat electrified? Is it artificial?”
It looked incredibly real.
“Humans can’t create something like this.” Jinshan shook the cat. “It made its nest in a power box and got struck by lightning. Now it discharges electricity randomly.”
The black cat meowed, as if protesting, claiming it wasn’t its fault.
Tang Yu’an asked: “So you keep it here as a guard dog?”
Any thief who entered would be electrocuted, quite effective.
“It?” Jinshan scoffed. “It’s lucky I haven’t kicked it out!”
He opened a window he had cut into the aircraft’s fuselage, throwing the cat outside at a 45-degree angle, like a javelin.
“Sneaking into my house to use the AC again, get out!!”
Tang Yu’an, startled, looked out the window.
The small black dot landed and quickly ran away, its enhanced vitality evident.
He even felt a pang of envy for the cat, with its built-in weapon and resilience.
Jinshan closed the window, offering him a can of iced beer. Tang Yu’an was about to refuse, but after everything that had happened, he needed something to calm his nerves, so he took it gratefully.
“Fifty star coins.”
Tang Yu’an’s eyes widened: “You’re robbing me?!”
It would cost five star coins at most on the main star, let alone on this planet with its lower wages!
Jinshan shrugged, seemingly pleased with the accusation.
Tang Yu’an gritted his teeth. This guy waited until he opened it to mention the price. What a profiteer.
But it tasted good, more like a fruit-flavored alcoholic beverage, refreshing.
He looked at the label: “What brand is this? It’s quite good.”
“Of course,” Jinshan swirled the liquid in his can. “It’s infused with mental stimulants and Phantom Wave.”
Somehow, Tang Yu’an was no longer surprised by the casual drug use on this planet.
Stimulants, fine, he needed a boost.
He took another sip, then remembered to ask: “What’s Phantom Wave? Is it a hallucinogen?”
Jinshan finished his beer, crushing the can and tossing it out the window. A yowl echoed from outside.
He scowled, opening the window fully, shouting: “Get out! You disgusting black rat jellyfish! Don’t beg for food, go electrocute some fish in the river! Get out!!”
Having chased away the annoying mobile power source, he finally answered Tang Yu’an’s question: “Oh, Phantom Wave? It’s an aphrodisiac.”
Tang Yu’an choked, spraying beer, staring at him in disbelief, his hand trembling.
“You… you… you gave me something like that? You…”
Jinshan, oblivious, looked surprised: “You don’t like it?”
“Of course I don’t!”
But the effects were already kicking in. The earlier coolness faded, replaced by a warmth spreading through his body, as if he had been in a dryer for half an hour.
“Why didn’t you say so earlier? Now what am I supposed to do?!”
Jinshan, unfazed, pointed to a cabinet: “There are inflatable dolls in there, take your pick. But you have to pay for using my things.”
Tang Yu’an was too angry to care about money: “I don’t want those!”
Jinshan suddenly seemed to understand: “Not into women? I see. No problem, I also have…”
“Stop, stop!” Tang Yu’an quickly interrupted him, afraid of what he might say next.
“Is there an antidote?”
“Yeah, one hundred star coins.”
Tang Yu’an: “…”
This was worse than robbery.
“Fine, give me the antidote.”
He swallowed the pill with water, collapsing onto the sofa, feeling much better.
He glared at Jinshan, about to scold him, then quickly looked away.
“Aren’t… aren’t you going to… deal with that?”
With your… current state?
Jinshan had had two cans; the effects were stronger on him.
“No need.” Jinshan took a drag from his e-cigarette, a look of bliss on his face: “I like this feeling, like I can conquer the world.”
Tang Yu’an: “…”
What kind of planet is this?
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