Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

Li Weiqiang's notification really startled Shang Muchen.

That Tang Jianshe was actually smuggling extremely rare raw materials?

How could I have committed such a grave sin?

Rather than feeling excited and joyful, I felt more fearful afterward.

Shang Muchen felt a chill run down his spine and his whole body went numb. He thought to himself, "Please, please, don't let any more cases related to Tang Jianshe come my way."

I'm just an ordinary person who only wants to make a little money. I don't want to bear any nationalistic burdens and then say, "Father and Mother, your son can't fulfill his filial duties to you!"

Too scary!

Shang Muchen made up his mind to listen to his fourth uncle and never pay attention to Li Weiqiang again.

After spending most of the day reading in the coffee shop, Liu Qingyang called again in the evening.

"Mu Chen, I have something to ask you!"

Her voice was stern, as if she were catching someone cheating.

Shang Muchen immediately reflected on his behavior over the past few days, wondering where he had offended her.

"Qingyang, what's wrong? What's the matter?"

"My dad was released on medical parole!"

I heard that Li Weiqiang acted as guarantor.

My dad said that you made a deal with Li Weiqiang to get him released.

Tell me, what exactly did you do?

Shang Muchen, don't do anything illegal or criminal just to protect my dad!

Otherwise, you and my dad would be no different!

Aren't you just like my dad, dragging me into this mess?

Upon hearing Liu Qingyang's words, Shang Muchen couldn't help but grin wryly and pressed her on the phone, "Qingyang, what did Li Weiqiang tell you?"

He made it very clear!

He said—you made a deal with him!

He added, "You told him not to tell us the details of the transaction!"

Shang Muchen was almost furious.

Li Weiqiang, what you're saying is turning a good thing into a bad thing, isn't it?

What does it mean to "make a deal"?

Shang Muchen was so angry he laughed. He said on the phone, "Let's talk face to face. It's not clear over the phone."

Simply put, it's a good thing, not a bad thing.

Uncle Li is a simple-minded, rigid person who doesn't know how to chat and often turns good things into bad ones.

Really, believe me, it's a good thing, there's even a certificate!

"Award certificate? What award certificate?" Liu Qingyang asked, "What exactly did you do?"

"It's not convenient to talk on the phone, let's meet in person. I'll treat you to dinner tonight, how about we go for roast lamb leg?"

"I didn't eat lunch, I was studying the whole time!" Shang Muchen said, looking as aggrieved as a kitten.

"Wow? That's rare. If you love studying so much, I wonder if you'll be unable to find a job after graduation and just drift through life." Liu Qingyang criticized her without any politeness, just like a mother.

"Absolutely! I only just realized the joy of reading today. Maybe it's a sudden enlightenment. See you tonight!"

On a shopping street not far from Yanji University, Shang Muchen found a bustling XJ restaurant and laid out large portions of lamb legs, lamb skewers, and various dishes like a military parade. He then waved his hand defiantly at Liu Qingyang and ordered, "Eat!"

"Hmph, I won't eat it!" Liu Qingyang sneered. "You're testing me with this?"

You should honestly confess your problems first. Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely!

Shang Muchen roughly recounted to Liu Qingyang his story of spending one night as an undercover agent for Li Weiqiang.

"I was just lucky. I had a feeling that there was something wrong with Tang Jianshe's car, and it turned out to be true." Shang Muchen said smugly, like a primary school student waving his math test paper at his mother after getting a perfect score.

"One kilogram of element 115? My god!" Liu Qingyang's mouth gaped open, her hand holding the lamb skewer frozen in place, no longer able to put it in her mouth. "Are you serious? Do you know what this means?"

"I don't know, I'm not well-educated, I'm uncultured!" Shang Muchen said deliberately. "You're a PhD, can you explain it to me?"

"Let me explain it to you like this," Liu Qingyang said, "I won't say how much this batch of elements is worth."

Let me tell you something: theoretically, such a large amount of element 115 is enough to make a bomb with the explosive power to create a small black hole, which would be more than enough to destroy a megacity with a population of tens of millions!

This Tang Jianshe is really crazy; he actually dared to use a family car to smuggle element 115.

It's important to know that element 115, motisol, is primarily used in anti-gravity engines to provide lift for hyperspace displacement.

No wonder his car engine broke down.

Mo will release an anti-gravity effect into the surrounding space, interfering with both gasoline and electric engines in vehicles.

"Anti-gravity engine? Does such a thing really exist in reality?" Shang Muchen asked in surprise. "How come I've never heard of it?"

"Our country has them, and so do other countries, but the foreign ones aren't as advanced as ours," Liu Qingyang said.

"The anti-gravity aircraft manufactured by the 901 Research Institute has already been mass-produced. It only takes about 15 minutes to fly from Earth to the Moon."

This is top secret; naturally, you wouldn't know.

"Wow! You talk like it's the truth. You know what I mean?"

"Of course! Don't forget what my dad does."

In addition, many of the research topics I conducted with Professor Eileen were related to the top-secret projects of the 901 Institute.

Many of them involve technologies such as aliens, alien spacecraft, travel to other worlds, and time travel.

"Hey, you wouldn't understand even if I told you, and you wouldn't believe me even if I explained." Liu Qingyang waved his hand dismissively.

"Hey, look at what you're saying, who do you think you are!" Shang Muchen pouted and said dismissively, "So what if they're aliens? It's like everyone's seen them before."

One of them lives in my house!

"If you don't believe me, come to my house and see for yourself someday!"

"Huh? Shang Muchen, you're really funny!"

When men try to lure girls home, they always just say their cats can do somersaults.

That's novel of you, saying you keep aliens at home.

Do I believe you?

I'd rather believe a scam call than believe you, haha!

The two bickered for a while, ate quite happily, and then strolled hand in hand out of the restaurant, walking along the shopping street.

The dazzling streetlights shone on Liu Qingyang's face, making her skin appear rosy, exceptionally healthy, and full of vitality.

She's so beautiful!

Taking a walk with the girl you love on a summer night is an experience as blissful as a dream.

Immersed in the moment, Shang Muchen sincerely felt that if this were truly a dream, he would rather never wake up.

The two strolled from the shopping street all the way to Xiaoqinghe Park, and then walked along the riverside path for a long time, chatting as they went, creating a very warm atmosphere.

Just as the two were whispering sweet nothings on a bench in a dark corner of the park, Liu Qingyang's phone rang at the most inopportune moment.

Liu Qingyang frowned, picked up the phone, made a shushing gesture to Shang Muchen, and whispered, "Boss Ai!"

She then answered the phone.

"Director, you wanted to see me?"

"I have an urgent matter and need to go out. Where are you? We'll pick you up."

"Huh? So rushed?"

"Yes, it's an important task, we can't delay!"

"I...I'm at Xiaoqinghe Park."

"Okay! I'll drive to the north gate of the park to pick you up."

Liu Qingyang hung up the phone, grinned, and said, "No wonder Lele calls her 'Skinny Ai,' she's too ruthless!"

Shang Muchen saw Liu Qingyang off and waited for his mentor, Eileen, at the parking lot at the north gate of Xiaoqinghe Park.

A few minutes later, a familiar van came speeding up like a wild donkey, its tires practically flying off the road, screeching to a halt in front of Shang Muchen and Liu Qingyang.

"Get in the car!" Eileen commanded.

Liu Qingyang opened the front door of the truck, squeezed in with Xu Lele, and closed the door.

"Bye-bye!" Shang Muchen waved to Liu Qingyang.

"Get on the bus! You too!" Eileen commanded.

"Me? What would I do?" Shang Muchen pointed at himself, bewildered.

"Hurry up! Don't waste time!"

Left with no other choice, Shang Muchen haphazardly crawled into the truck bed and squeezed in with a bunch of equipment.