Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In a simple tent, Zhao Weiguo sat behind the desk, crossed his hands and lived on the table, looking at the front with his eyes blankly, as if he was recalling something.

...In the parking lot of the hospital, Zhao Weiguo gritted his teeth, looked at Wang Xuebin in the car, took a deep breath, bowed to the end, and said in a deep voice:

"...Comrade Wang, I would like to ask whether you have the means to predict disasters, which is very, very important to the country!

If you have one, I sincerely ask you to tell me the method... If this method is leaked, it will infringe on your rights, please believe that the country will definitely give you generous compensation..."

In the car, Wang Xuebin, who was sitting on the back of the chair, turned his head sideways, opened the car door, and walked out lazyly.

"...Don't worry, in a short period of time, this non-stop disaster will not occur in China..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words and feeling the biting majesty behind laziness, Zhao Weiguo slowly stood up straight and said earnestly:

"…Comrade Wang… Please forgive my suspicion, but I hope I can know the reason..."

“…because of the awe of nature…”

Wang Xuebin just stood there simply, but in Zhao Weiguo's eyes, he stood a towering mountain. He did not doubt his feelings. He vaguely guessed in his heart that perhaps Wang Xuebin was the god mentioned in myths and legends.

"...Nature's awe? What do you mean is that nature is conscious. Does our people's awe of nature have thus gained the favor of nature?"

Hearing his words, Wang Xuebin couldn't help laughing, and glanced at Zhao Weiguo with a playful look, and a majestic aura burst out.

"...You look down on people so much... It's not that people respect naturally gain favor, but that they are naturally respecting me!

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, from my life, mountains, rivers, woods and stones, I only admire it, the earth is under my feet, and the sky is in my eyes!

Because I don’t allow it, the disaster will not happen. This is the reason, do you understand it?”

“…this…this…this…”

“…but all this in front of you…”

"...I'll just remind you. Disaster is just a precursor, and shatter is the root. You can't help, but don't hold my back..."

“…”

"Xiao Li, do you think... his words are true..."

On the other side of the tent near the door, Xiao Li leaned against a recliner, her eyes closed, as if she was resting, but Zhao Weiguo knew that Xiao Li would definitely not be able to sleep now.

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Xiao Li opened his tired eyes.

"...I don't know...I even began to doubt myself. The more I contacted him, the more I doubted myself...

I now have a particularly contradictory feeling, feeling that he is me, and I am not anyone...How could there be such a person..."

“…Yes…How could there be such a person…”

…………

With dark clouds and heavy rain, lightning and thunder, Xiao Chuchu, who was dying, was lying in a bottomless pit, looking at the countless corpses beside him, and his death was peaceful.

Opposite her, Shu Xiaoyu leaned on Wang Xuebin and looked at her with a smile, with an uncontrollable excitement on her face.

Beside Shu Xiaoyu, Wang Xuebin smiled evilly and madly, very unrestrainedly, stretched out his tongue to lick the blood stained on the corner of his mouth, and raised the pancake fruit in his right hand...

etc?

Pancake fruit?

In an instant, Xiao Chuchu opened her eyes, sniffed suddenly, and sat up.

In front, He Lan and Wang Xuebin were sitting in the main and co-pilot seats respectively, holding pancakes in one hand and steaming soy milk in the other, enjoying breakfast.

Outside the window, the cool morning breeze swept over the face with an attractive fragrance. In the distance, the soldiers of the rescue troops were carrying large pots and cooking something.

Hearing the movement behind him, He Lan quickly turned his head and looked at Xiao Chuchu who was watching everywhere in a daze, and showed a smile.

"...Chuchu, you're awake. This is the breakfast that Xuebin got. You can have something too..."

"……ah……"

Hearing the voice, Xiao Chuchu turned her head blankly and reacted for a while before she could match her slow consciousness.

"…He…Sister He…Aren’t you dead…”

He heard Xiao Chuchu's words, He Lan's face turned black instantly, she turned her head and stopped paying attention to Xiao Chuchu who was funny.

“…No…I’m dreaming again…”

Xiao Chuchu murmured in confusion, looked at He Lan, then looked at Wang Xuebin with an inexplicable expression, and his cheeks turned red.

“…that…that…hehehe…I…hehe…hehe…”

Xiao Chuchu scratched her messy hair and giggled foolishly. He Lan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help rolling her eyes delicately and turned her head again.

"Okay, my stupid daughter, hurry up and wash and eat. I don't know what's going on today. I don't know if Xiao Qian can live there..."

When Xiao Chuchu heard He Lan mention Lu Xiaoqian, she suddenly remembered what happened yesterday and her face became serious in an instant.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out two cash checks from his bag and handed them to Wang Xuebin, looking at him with vague expectations.

"...Wang...Mr. Wang, what, last night..."

In the driving seat, Wang Xuebin held a cash check in his hand, looked at Xiao Chuchu casually, listening to Xiao Chuchu's story in his ear, biting the straw in his mouth with a bag of soy milk, sizzling in small mouthfuls.

"... Now I only know the password. You said... Should I tell You Huwei..."

"Of course not, why shouldn't you? I stole other people's things and used other people's lives as an excuse to threaten to get a password? Why is his face so big?"

As soon as Xiao Chuchu finished speaking, the impatient He Lan couldn't help but shout loudly. Wang Xuebin, who was beside him, just shook his head and chuckled, without any worries.

“…Give it to him…”

"Mr. Wang!"

"Xuebin!"

"How can I give it to him? Why is he? Xiao Qian is what he is today because of him. I'm going to give it to him?

I asked me to call the police and arrest him directly, so that I can have a long memory. This is China, not Europe!"

“…Okay!”

After looking at He Lan who was indignant and then at Xiao Chuchu who couldn't hide his loss, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but shake his head.

He knew that Xiao Chuchu was testing Xiaoyu's true identity, and he also knew that as soon as he spoke, Xiaoyu would never be stingy with the exposure of his identity and would do his best to treat Lu Xiaoqian.

But this move is very likely to lead to very serious consequences...

This consequence does not affect Wang Xuebin, but the world, not that he does not want to, but that he cannot.

"...Silly girl is not a machine, she has feelings. Whether it is Lu Xiaoqian or You, she will give her the right to choose, and she will make the most appropriate decision..."

Speaking of this, Wang Xuebin's mouth curled a meaningful smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned on the back of the chair, and said softly:

"...As for what You did, believe me, fate has already marked the price for everything. The price will always come to those lucky people..."