Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

Shang Muchen had received many favors from Wang Dapangzi, so he couldn't refuse to help. But thinking that it was just a mouse problem and not a big deal, he readily agreed.

After seeing Wang Da Pangzi off and taking the key he left behind, Shang Muchen returned to the house, changed his clothes, picked up his phone, and was about to go out to find something to eat when suddenly a grayish, round head appeared in front of him.

Shang Muchen instinctively kicked it, only to realize afterward that he had kicked another "resident" in the room, the alien Chicken Jump.

"Why did you hit me like that? Waaah!" Chicken Bounced said, covering his face, feeling wronged.

"Nonsense, you scared me!" Shang Muchen said guiltily. "Next time you come out, can't you at least make some noise first?"

"How would I know when you can see me and when you can't?" Chicken said angrily.

"What do you want? Do you need something from me?"

"That's right!" Chicken bounced, rubbing his face and puffing out his cheeks to make his cheeks, which had been flattened by Shang Muchen's kick, look plump again. He said earnestly.

"Could you help me buy something? I can't get out."

What do you want?

"I've heard cell phones are pretty fun, could you buy me one?"

"I don't have that kind of spare money."

"An old phone, a secondhand one, cheap." Chicken-like eyes pleaded pitifully, "I heard that phone thing is really interesting..."

Shang Muchen pursed his lips and said speechlessly, "I think we'll have to find a way to send you back to your planet sooner or later, so you won't cause any trouble here."

"That's great!" Chicken Jump nodded repeatedly. "I'm waiting for you. But before that, can I get a cell phone first?"

Shang Muchen did not want to agree.

"No way! If you don't buy me a phone, I'll make a scene in front of you every day!"

Chicken started acting up and rolling around on the ground.

"Alright, alright, I'll just buy you a used one! There's internet inside, you can just use Wi-Fi."

"Great! I need one that can watch videos!"

Chicken jumped up excitedly.

"You can watch videos on any phone now."

Shang Muchen opened a second-hand website, picked the cheapest one that was almost usable, and placed the order right in front of Ji Libeng.

"It'll arrive tomorrow, so stop bothering me."

"Great! Thank you for your kindness, big brother!"

Chicken Li Beng lay on the ground, Big Head hoeing the earth, and bowed deeply to Shang Muchen.

Shang Muchen shrugged and helped him up.

After taking care of him, Shang Muchen changed his shoes, grabbed his phone, and went out.

The vast art park was filled with all sorts of restaurants and snack stalls. Shang Muchen was dazzled by the sights and ate something casually. Following the address given by Wang Da Pangzi, he headed towards the northeast corner of the park.

On the way, Shang Muchen took many photos and sent them to Liu Qingyang.

Her reply was rushed, suggesting she was very busy, but she still added a smiley face and asked:

Where did you go for fun?

I just moved to the 157 Art Park, please come and visit!

Shang Muchen replied happily.

I'll come as soon as I'm done with my work; I love art.

At the end of the message, Liu Qingyang posted a selfie of herself and Xu Lele in the lab. In the background, Professor Eileen's tall and slender figure was hidden among a bunch of huge machines full of wires.

Shang Muchen felt a warm feeling in his heart and strolled around to an area of ​​the park that was rarely visited by tourists.

The entire 157 Art Park was originally a large-scale factory, with rows of factory buildings, warehouses, office buildings, and even supporting residential buildings occupying hundreds of acres of land.

Currently, all production areas of the heating plant have been closed, except for a small portion that still serves as a heating center for nearby residential areas.

Throughout the park, one can see massive, magnificent mechanical equipment, like primordial behemoths in a steel forest, leaving visitors in awe and wonder at the sheer scale and grandeur of these amazing and exaggerated human creations.

The towering chimneys that soar into the sky and pierce the clouds, marking the horizon, have been cleverly transformed into colorful laser lighthouses that emit dazzling light at night.

The cleverly designed Bauhaus-style brick and stone workshops have now been mostly transformed into galleries, art centers, museums, and showrooms for various high-end fashion brands. The blend of antiquity and futurism is enough to dazzle visitors.

The entire art park occupies a regular rectangular area, most of which has been extensively developed. Currently, only a five-story area in the northeast corner remains undeveloped.

From the perspective of the park, this is a relatively remote area; however, from a broader perspective, it is not remote at all, but rather quite lively.

Outside the park's high walls, adjacent to a subway station and a main thoroughfare, across the street lies a bustling commercial district, as well as numerous high-tech enterprise parks and residential areas, teeming with people and thriving with activity.

However, from the perspective of the park, this area in the northeast corner is obviously a low point in a popular area, extremely deserted, and even a bit chilly.

Shang Muchen arrived at the locked gate, opened it with the key given to him by Wang Dapangzi, and instinctively shivered the moment he stepped into the northeast corner area.

Looking up and around, this area consists of four old buildings of varying heights, arranged in a staggered manner.

These four buildings are connected by a corridor, forming a unified structure.

The tallest of these buildings is six stories high, and the shortest is only two stories. Shang Muchen estimated that the total building area must be several thousand square meters. If they could be rented out, it should be a considerable income.

However, it was clear that no one had been around for a long time. On the dilapidated cement road, weeds pushed open the cracks between the bricks, and garbage was everywhere.

Vines spread everywhere, climbing from the first floor all the way to the roof, obscuring all accessible doors and windows.

In the middle of the buildings, there is a flower bed that has been abandoned. The vigorous weeds have long since withered the delicate flowers and taken over every bit of soil.

Shang Muchen walked across the courtyard and saw a doorplate that had fallen off and was lying on the ground at the entrance of the building opposite him.

[Factory 157 Staff Hospital]

Oh, so it's a hospital. No wonder it feels so eerie.

Shang Muchen was a little apprehensive, but having been entrusted with a task, he felt obligated to do his duty. So, he mustered his courage and walked around the courtyard again.

The doorplate at the entrance of another building has been weathered so badly that it is almost invisible, but a few words can still be vaguely made out:

Inpatient Department

The third two-story low building is an office building.

Shang Muchen arrived at the entrance of the third floor of the fourth building and saw a rusted metal sign. After trying to make out the words for a while, he could vaguely make them out:

Specialty Treatment Clinic

Specialized treatments? Is there such a department?

While Shang Muchen was still wondering, suddenly a huge black rat, dragging a tail a full foot long, darted out from the building entrance and disappeared into the bushes in an instant.