Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 4 Departure
After the system task popped up, Chen Baiyu made a choice immediately after thinking for a moment, purchasing the only remaining direct flight to Beijing that night without considering the price.

As an ordinary writer who entered the online literature industry right after graduation, I have saved more than 100,000 yuan in the past two years. I am not very rich, but I am not poor either.

at least.

Even if the system is fake, he wouldn't be too bothered by the cost of the plane ticket.

At this moment, he just wanted to verify the authenticity of the system.

Compared to those systems in novels that offer generous gifts upon appearance, or have basic storage capacity or other abilities to prove their authenticity, this is a far cry from the systems in novels.

Our own system is clearly not up to par.

What he's seeing so far makes it difficult for him to fully believe that this is a system and not a hallucination.

Therefore, he wanted to verify its authenticity.

However, the task was not completed after the ticket purchase was finished.

This was exactly what he expected.

Although the task involved making a choice, and he did make a choice, he didn't actually accomplish anything from the options.

What kind of choice is it to just select without taking action?

He felt that the task would only be considered complete after he had successfully arrived in Beijing by plane.

then.

It's clear what to do next.

Take a taxi to the high-speed rail station, take the high-speed rail to the nearest Jiangbei Airport, and then fly directly to the far north capital!

Chen Baiyu first entrusted her pet dog, Baijin, to her neighbor next door with whom she had a good relationship, and then promptly took a taxi and set off.

The midday sun poured down on the city streets like molten gold. Chen Baiyu sat in the back of a taxi, her forehead pressed against the cool car window.

The car radio was playing a love song by a popular singer, and the driver hummed along softly to the rhythm, creating a strange duet with the hustle and bustle of the city outside the window.

When the red light came on, the traffic came to a standstill.

Chen Baiyu's fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of her phone. The screen displayed the information of the ticket she had just purchased: China Southern Airlines CZ3260, departing at 10:20 pm.

"Driver, when will we arrive at the high-speed rail station?"

Chen Baiyu asked the driver.

Even taking into account the time he would need to transfer from the high-speed rail to Chongqing, then take the subway to Jiangbei Airport, there would still be more than enough time.

But he still couldn't help asking that question.

"It's not too congested at this time. I'll speed you up when we get to a section without surveillance cameras." As he spoke, the driver glanced at the young man with a complicated expression in the rearview mirror. "Catching a train? So little luggage?"

Chen Baiyu gave a vague reply, her gaze drifting back to the window.

Bus stops were packed with commuters, and several men in suits were checking their watches and glancing in the direction of oncoming traffic; food delivery riders weaved nimbly through the traffic, their insulated boxes bearing signs that read "On-Time Delivery"; long queues formed at the coffee shops downstairs from office buildings, and shards of sunlight reflected off the glass, dancing on the faces of passersby...

Everything seemed so vivid, so normal.

But his world was about to be turned upside down.

Even now, Chen Baiyu still cannot determine whether it was an illusion or reality.

"What do you mean by the weather?" the driver suddenly said, interrupting Chen Baiyu's thoughts. "The forecast said there would be thunderstorms, but looking at this sunny weather, it doesn't look like it's going to rain at all."

Chen Baiyu looked up at the sky outside the window.

Indeed, there were only a few wispy clouds in the azure sky, and the sunlight was so intense that it was hard to open one's eyes.

At this time, the phone vibrated.

My neighbor, Aunt Zhang, sent me a photo of Platinum lying on her sofa, with the caption: "The little guy is adapting quite well now, don't worry."

Chen Baiyu hovered his thumb above the screen, casually replied with a few words, and then said nothing more.

The taxi finally picked up speed after a while.

Chen Baiyu gazed at the rapidly receding green belt outside the window, her thoughts drifting like fallen leaves swept up by a gust of wind.

He doesn't think about why the system chose him; it's meaningless.

He cares more about the present.

They are more concerned with how to use the system to maximize their own interests if it is real.

"We've arrived." The driver's reminder sent a shiver down his spine.

The high-speed rail station gleamed with metallic luster under the midday sun, and crowds surged in and out like a tide.

Chen Baiyu dragged her suitcase through the automatic door, and a blast of cold air, accompanied by the sound of an announcement, immediately hit her.

Compared to the only flight that departs around 10 PM, there are many more high-speed rail services available.

Therefore, Chen Baiyu did not have to wait long; almost as soon as she entered the station, her high-speed train arrived.

Queue up to have your ticket checked and enter.

Then, with mixed feelings, I took the high-speed train, transferred to the subway, and finally arrived at Jiangbei Airport.

Half past four in the afternoon.

Chen Baiyu stood in the center of the check-in hall of Jiangbei Airport. Around her were passengers rushing around with their luggage, business people in suits, tour groups wearing matching hats and tour guide flags, and young mothers holding babies and humming softly.

All of this felt so real, so real, that he was almost convinced that the system was just his delusion.

Chen Baiyu took a deep breath and walked towards the check-in counter not far away.

After collecting his boarding pass, he proceeded smoothly to the security checkpoint.

There weren't many people in line.

Chen Baiyu quickly completed the strict security check process following the crowd.

After passing through security, Chen Baiyu wandered aimlessly in the waiting area.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, airplanes taxied, took off, and landed on the runway, sunlight reflecting off their metal bodies and creating dazzling spots of light.

He bought a cup of milk tea before having dinner, but the sweet liquid slid down his throat, unable to suppress the restlessness in his chest.

There was only one flight left today, departing at around 10 PM. So when Chen Baiyu arrived at the nearest Jiangbei Airport by taxi and high-speed rail at noon, there was still plenty of time left.

There are still more than five hours before boarding.

Even if you're catching a flight at Pudong Airport, which is bigger than the entire city of Macau, you wouldn't need to arrive five or six hours early.

So during this period.

Chen Baiyu was not idle either.

After completing the check-in and security procedures, he began an experiment.

This is a conjecture about the system.

In other words: Can the system's personal panel and minimap be seen by other people?

This is a very serious question.

The extremely rudimentary system of stubbornness did not explain this point clearly, and Chen Baiyu felt it was necessary to clarify it to avoid problems in the future.

With a rigorous and truth-seeking attitude, after passing through security, Chen Baiyu wandered around various corners of the airport, trying to find places where there were people but few surveillance cameras.

Then, every now and then, he would open the system's personal panel in such places and then immediately close it, testing the reactions of those around him.

He needs to test whether others can see the system he sees.
If you only test it in front of one person at a time, and that person actually sees the system panel appear for a moment, they will most likely just think they are hallucinating.

However, it's definitely not possible to leave any traces in front of surveillance cameras or too many people.

if that's the case.

It's practically no different from voluntarily exposing oneself.

Through his tireless efforts.

Shortly before boarding, I finally came up with a seemingly reliable answer.

Others cannot see his system.

Chen Baiyu was unsure whether this was a good thing or not.

Theoretically speaking, if others can't see it, that's enough for confidentiality and privacy, which is definitely good.

However, the fact that others cannot see it does not mean that the system is the only possibility.

In fact, it's more likely that all of this was Chen Baiyu's hallucination.

(End of this chapter)