Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 10 With no cage in one's heart, one can soar to the heavens.

Chen Baiyu shook her head and decided to leave the airport first.

He needs to find a quiet place to carefully study the changes in his body.

Daxing Airport is more than 50 kilometers away from the hotel near Tiananmen Square that my mother booked, so walking there directly is obviously not feasible.

Although he himself was somewhat inclined to walk over there and test his speed, endurance, and other data along the way.

But in the end, they didn't do that.

After all, it seems rather strange for a newcomer to run 50 kilometers on the streets of the capital in the early morning.

He didn't want to attract unnecessary attention.

In comparison, the airport bus, which still operates regularly, is a good option.

The airport shuttle bus here runs every half hour and will take everyone to BJ Station.

On his way to the airport bus waiting area, Chen Baiyu deliberately slowed his pace, carefully controlling the force of each step. The newfound power gave him the illusion that he could leap several meters away like a cartoon character if he wasn't careful.

Or.

Is this not actually an illusion?
He had experienced this unusually light feeling while walking on moving walkways.

It felt as if we had suddenly traveled from Earth to the Moon.

Moreover, it's not just about lightness; there's a precise sense of control with every step you take.

So-called parkour masters might be instantly outclassed by him.

When passing by a full-length mirror.

Chen Baiyu quickly glanced at her reflection.

He looked no different from usual, still the same 1.78-meter-tall, slightly thin, nerdy guy. But the sharp glint in his eyes and the confident aura emanating from his entire body were completely different from the person he remembered.

The outward appearance hasn't changed much, but the inner self is completely different.

While thinking.

Chen Baiyu arrived at the airport bus security checkpoint.

It's time to depart.

However, the staff asked us to wait a little longer, probably because the train wasn't full yet, or because not all the people who bought tickets online had arrived.

Chen Baiyu was unsure of the specific reason; he simply sat quietly in his chair and waited.

I waited for about five minutes.

Staff opened the gates and let people through. Chen Baiyu pushed her suitcase and followed the sparse crowd.

Stepping out of the automatic door, a cold wind blew in my face in the early morning.

Chen Baiyu discovered that her sensitivity to temperature changes had decreased, or rather, her adaptability had increased.

The cold wind no longer made him shrink his neck; instead, it felt refreshing and comfortable.

His skin can clearly sense every subtle change in the airflow, yet he does not feel uncomfortable as a result.

After placing her luggage in the designated spot in the carriage as instructed, Chen Baiyu boarded the train and found an empty seat.

The car door slowly closed with a soft click as the valves released, and the vibrations from starting the engine traveled through the seat like the low whimper of a giant beast awakening.

The lights outside the window suddenly began to accelerate, and the huge glass curtain wall of the terminal building receded backward.

The capital was unusually quiet in the early hours of the morning.

The wind seeping through the gaps in the car window carried the unique smells of the unfamiliar city: the mineral smell of cooled asphalt, the bitter fragrance of privet trees in the green belt, and a kind of dryness and vastness belonging to the North that he couldn't describe.

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

A WeChat message from my mother appeared on my lock screen: "You've been traveling for so long, have you had dinner yet? How about I order you some takeout?"

"As expected of the capital city, there are still quite a few takeout options besides barbecue available at this hour. How about I get you a braised pork knuckle rice?"

Obviously.

When his mother got up in the middle of the night, she saw the message he had sent after the plane landed to let her know he was safe.

"It's okay, no need to order takeout, I'm not hungry right now."

"You should go to sleep early too, you don't need to wait for me."

Chen Baiyu gave a brief reply, then continued looking out the car window.

The car crossed a bridge, and its upgraded features gave it some night vision, allowing it to see the fine ripples on the river surface in the darkness.

The undulating black silk reflected the lights of the construction cranes on the opposite bank, like a diamond-studded galaxy being crushed in the water.

He recalled the turbid Yangtze River during the rainy season in his hometown in Jiangnan, and the Fu River, a tributary of the Yangtze River that runs through his current residence in Sichuan. Several different waterways overlapped and collided in his memory.

"Jixian Bridge, we've arrived."

The electronic female voice jolted him out of his daze.

The airport shuttle bus stopped briefly.

Several workers wearing hard hats carried paint buckets onto the truck, and the plaster powder stuck to their work clothes was clearly visible to Chen Baiyu.

As one of them stumbled past his knee, Chen Baiyu's body reacted before his mind could process it. His right hand swiftly grabbed the other person's elbow, then quickly withdrew it before the other person could thank him.

The entire movement appeared fluid and graceful.

It's as if we've rehearsed it a thousand times.

The worker who almost fell was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but wonder if he had faked the fall.

However, remembering that he doesn't play football, he knew that what he just did wasn't a dive.

"Young man..." the worker said in a hoarse voice, "I owe you a lot just now."

Beneath the helmet, a face etched with the marks of time was revealed, wrinkles studded with dust that could never be washed away.

"fine."

Chen Baiyu shook his head and then said nothing more.

For him now, it was really just a small favor.

To others.

A worker's sudden fall is usually too sudden to react in time; at the very least, it's impossible to stop the fall in such a detached and casual manner.

Yet he could precisely capture the details of the worker's movements just before he was about to fall, and quickly and accurately reach out to stabilize the worker.

all of these.

For him, it was as natural as drinking water or breathing.

As time passed, the airport bus arrived at BJ Station around 2 o'clock.

This is also the final stop for the airport shuttle bus.

Everyone on the bus got off.

At 2:17 a.m., Chen Baiyu stood at the bus stop outside BJ Station, the night wind carrying the unfamiliar atmosphere of the city.

The No. 5 night bus slowly pulled into the station, and Chen Baiyu boarded the bus carrying her suitcase.

This was almost the last transfer on this trip, and we weren't far from the hotel my mom had booked near Tiananmen Square.

A few people were sitting sparsely in the carriage, heading home late at night.

Chen Baiyu chose a window seat in the back row and put her suitcase aside.

outside the window.

The night view of BJ is like a flowing river of stars.

Chen Baiyu pressed her forehead against the cold glass and suddenly realized that she could see the lights still on in the office building in the distance, distributed across different floors.

Looking out the window at the streets, which were much wider than the city he used to live in, and seeing traffic police officers on the streets from time to time, even in the early hours of the morning.

The overwhelming sense of reality made him realize that he had left his long-time home and arrived at this place that held special significance for all Chinese people.

And so we arrived at the place the system had mentioned...

The Northernmost Royal City!

He wasn't the only one who came to this new place.

My life is heading in a completely new direction from now on.

From now on, my heart will be free from all constraints, and wherever I spread my wings, the sky will be my whole world!
(End of this chapter)