I've already ascended to immortality, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

Turning back is definitely not an option.

Even if we turn back now, what can we actually accomplish?

"Um……"

Bai Sheng suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

He swerved the bike around and pedaled furiously.

The shared bicycle traced an arc on the empty motor vehicle lane.

They sped off towards the school.

……

Back downstairs in the dormitory building,

Bai Sheng locked the car.

He rushed upstairs in two strides.

Jiahao is playing King of Glory on his bed.

The simp was wearing headphones and scrolling through his phone.

Nobody noticed him.

Bai Sheng leaned against the doorframe with both hands and smiled slightly.

"Let's go, it's a holiday tomorrow anyway, how about we go somewhere nice to relax?"

Jiahao didn't even look up, continuing to rub the end:

"What good place?"

"I'll take you for a massage to relax, you know what I mean."

Jiahao and the sycophant exchanged a glance.

"how much?"

The sycophant asked somewhat cautiously, "I just treated Xiaoying to dinner a couple of days ago, and I'm a little short on living expenses right now."

Bai Sheng leaned against the door frame. "I saw this place a couple of days ago when I passed by. The group-buying price was 68 yuan per hour. The environment was okay."

"I've been training really hard lately, and my whole body aches. I want to get a massage."

"I'm too lazy to go alone, so I'll invite you all to come with me."

Bai Sheng spoke fluently and incessantly.

The simp hesitated for a moment, then slowly climbed down from the top bunk:

“Let me tell you, a high school classmate of mine went there, and he was later called in by the police station for questioning and almost got a demerit.”

Bai Sheng waved his hand, "Absolutely no problem, you'll see when you get there."

"Oh ho ho ho!"

Jiahao flipped himself off the bed with a somersault and started putting on his shoes:

"Sixty-eight, is that still the price? Okay, I'll treat you to a late-night snack after you finish."

The three of them scanned the QR code and rode bicycles after leaving the school gate.

Bai Sheng led the way.

Jiahao followed at the very back.

Singing while riding a bike:

"I'm currently in Guangdong and have lost contact with everyone."

The three people walked through the food street,

After riding through several dark alleys,

Streetlights are becoming fewer and fewer, and roads are getting narrower and narrower.

A smell of cooking oil wafted through the air.

The second-floor windows on the street were open, letting in pink and purple light.

They stopped at the entrance of an alley.

This alley is not deep.

Both sides were lined with small shops with flashing lights.

Several scantily clad women leaned against the doorframe, smoking.

The smoke turned into colorful mist under the neon lights.

Under the neon lights, the pale-faced "licking dog" mumbled:

"This isn't a good idea... I have a feeling this isn't a good thing..."

"What's there to be afraid of?" "There are plenty of guys like this in the area."

Jiahao glanced at the women leaning against the door twice.

"I think I'll pass, Xiaoying will be angry if she finds out..."

The simp had his hands in his pockets, unsure where to look.

"Isn't this what we came here for—a massage?"

Bai Sheng pulled his hand out of his pocket and patted the sycophantic guy on the back.

"What's wrong with a legitimate massage?"

“Exactly, exactly,” Jiahao chimed in.

"You're too naive. I saw through everything back in junior high."

"Come on, come on, don't just stand here like a telephone pole."

Bai Sheng led the two into the alley.

His eyes scanned the storefronts on both sides of the road one by one.

Foot massage parlors, massage parlors, foot spas...

Bai Sheng quickly scanned every door, every signboard, and every window on every floor.

The keen intuition brought about by second-order perception told him...

The opportunity suggested by the system

The strongest aroma was concentrated at the end of this alley.

Inside that three-story building.

"Relaxing Foot Bath"

A line of red text was pasted on the glass door: Foot massage, private rooms available.

"This is the one."

Bai Sheng lifted the plastic beaded curtain and went inside.

The receptionist, a man in his forties, asked, "Three people?"

"Three people,"

Bai Sheng nodded. "Are there any private rooms available?"

"Yes, yes, yes, please come upstairs, follow me."

The older brother put down his sunflower seeds and shouted upstairs, "Come on in!"

Then he led them up to the second floor.

The eldest brother pushed open the innermost door.

There were three massage chairs in the room.

An aromatherapy lamp was lit in the corner.

There was a scent of mugwort in the air.

Jiahao was the first to lie down, kicking off his shoes: "I must say, the environment is quite nice."

The simp looked around before carefully taking off his shoes and sitting down.

Bai Sheng stood at the door without going in.

He pressed his stomach, frowned, and said to them:

"You guys hold me down for now, I need to go to the bathroom, I just had an upset stomach."

"Then go quickly!" Jiahao closed his eyes, seemingly beginning to fantasize.

Bai Sheng turned and walked forward along the corridor.

The toilet is at the end of this corridor.

He didn't stop as he passed the toilet.