Shanghai Jiao Tong University's future entrustment app: I will take my motherland flying.

Chapter 40 Fortunately, it was just a nightmare.
Meanwhile, Song Zhining was with other passengers receiving the airport authorities' response to the incident.

Each passenger was given appropriate compensation for emotional distress.

In addition, those who want a refund can get a full refund, and those who want to change their tickets can also change their tickets.

In addition, the flight crew apologized to the passengers of the flight.

The outcome was generally accepted by everyone.

Song Zhining got a refund for her ticket; she hadn't planned to go to Jingcheng in the first place.

Zhao Zhizhi still wanted to go to Jingcheng to celebrate her boyfriend's birthday, so she changed her ticket and took the next flight.

Before parting, Zhao Zhizhi added Song Zhining on WeChat. She felt that although she had only known Song Zhining for a short time and this was their first meeting, Song Zhining had given her a very good impression, and she wanted to be friends with her.

Song Zhining did not refuse; Zhao Zhizhi was a very nice girl.

"Then I'm leaving, Zhi Ning. Be sure to keep in touch when you have time. We'll meet again when I get back." Zhao Zhizhi mustered up her courage, stepped forward, and hugged Song Zhi Ning, giving her a palm-sized teddy bear.

Song Zhining didn't know what to give her, so she could only offer her blessings.

"Zhizhi, I hope you and your boyfriend can grow old together and live a happy and fulfilling life."

"Thank you."

As she waved goodbye, Song Zhining watched Zhao Zhizhi's figure disappear into the distance.

The matter has been resolved, and Song Zhi Ning has no intention of staying any longer. However, she does not plan to return to her hometown but instead plans to return to Shanghai.

As I turned to leave, I unexpectedly bumped into a small figure rushing towards me.

Song Zhining grabbed the chair next to her to steady herself.

"Wei Yu'an, slow down! Look, you bumped into someone. Hurry up and apologize to this lady."

A couple in their thirties, with an air of elegance, walked over. The woman, wearing a light blue cheongsam, held a child's hand and apologized to Song Zhi Ning. Beside her was a refined and gentle man in a suit.

Song Zhining looked down and saw a five or six-year-old boy, who was very cute and pretty, with delicate features.

He was holding a small ball in his arms, and he had accidentally bumped into Song Zhi Ning while chasing the ball.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I bumped into you. Does it hurt?" The little boy named Wei Yu'an was obviously well-mannered. Although it wasn't intentional, he realized his mistake and was very polite. Under his mother's guidance, he apologized to Song Zhi Ning.

The child apologized earnestly, and his adorable appearance almost melted Song Zhi Ning's heart.

"It's okay, I'm fine. Just be more careful next time." Song Zhi Ning couldn't help but reach out and pat the little boy's head.

Wei Yu'an smiled at Song Zhining.

"I'm sorry, my child accidentally bumped into you." The man also came over and apologized to Song Zhi Ning.

Song Zhining shook her head, indicating that it was nothing.

This was just a minor incident, and Song Zhining left soon afterward.

Just as they were passing by, I heard the man call out to his wife, "A-Ning."

Song Zhining seemed to remember something, and her steps suddenly stopped.

She slowly turned around and looked at the backs of the family of three.

So it was them.

Wei Yu'an, Xia Ning, Wei Chengxi...

Song Zhining had seen those three names at the very front of that photo.

This request came from a client named Wen Congyun, who hoped that Wen could save her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson, as well as everyone on the plane.

So, that family of three must have been Wen Congyun's son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. This time, at least the elderly don't have to bury their children.

very nice.

I watched until Wei Chengxi and his family of three disappeared from sight, and until they got into a taxi.

Song Zhining was still thinking about this matter.

This commission directly prevented a plane crash, saving all 167 people who would have perished and preventing their families from being torn apart.

Thinking of Wei Chengxi's family of three, thinking of Zhao Zhizhi...

It has to be said that every commission brought Song Zhining a great shock, especially this one, after all, it involved 167 precious lives.

Previously, Song Zhining hoped to use this mysterious future commission app to complete commissioned tasks, primarily hoping to earn rewards to improve her life.

But now, Song Zhining's thoughts are gradually changing.

She thought that besides improving her life, she could use the app to do more meaningful things.

For example, this time they prevented a plane from crashing, saving 167 lives.

In the future, will it be able to save or help more people, or even help the country?

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

Song Zhining wants to work hard to put this into practice.

As she gazed at the scenery rushing past the window, Song Zhining gradually solidified this belief in her heart.

When Song Zhining opened her phone and saw the overwhelming news about the incident, she was not surprised.

When she realized that neither hackers nor officials could find her, Song Zhining breathed a sigh of relief; that USB drive from the future was indeed very useful.

After returning to Sunshine Garden in Shanghai, Song Zhining went home, washed up, and went to bed.

Because of this, she had been on edge for the past few days, but now that the matter is resolved, she can finally relax.

Once in bed, Song Zhining fell into a deep sleep.

While Song Zhining was fast asleep, Zhao Zhizhi had already arrived at her boyfriend's university, giving him a big surprise.

The young couple is naturally happy.

Originally, Zhao Zhizhi did not intend to tell Azhi about the plane in Xicheng, but Azhi still saw it on the screen and pressed her for details.

Zhao Zhizhi could only say that.

Upon learning that Zhao Zhizhi had booked the ticket for the problematic flight, Azhi was terrified and burst into tears while hugging Zhao Zhizhi. She also saw Azhi kneeling before her tombstone, weeping until he fainted, and that he spent the rest of his life tending her memorial tablet, living a lonely old age.

That night, Zhao Zhizhi had a nightmare. In the dream, the prophecy did not come true, no one stopped it, the plane took off, and everything that followed was predictable.

The desolate hillsides are covered with tombstones, each bearing a name, one of which is none other than hers.

In his dream, Ah Zhi, filled with guilt, lived a lonely life and closed his eyes prematurely in his forties.

Zhao Zhizhi woke up suddenly in fright, saw Azhi sleeping beside her, and then saw the prophecy on her phone. She breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just a nightmare.

Fortunately, it was just a nightmare.

In fact, not only Zhao Zhizhi, but also the other 166 people besides Song Zhining had similar dreams that night.

Upon waking, they all felt a sense of disorientation, as if they had been reborn. Regardless, they were grateful to the person who had made the prophecy; that person could be considered their savior.

(End of this chapter)