I am the only one who can do it: I think I am really going to become an immortal

Chapter 169 I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense

Feeling Zheng Yuliang before he fell into coma.

Filled with complex emotions of doubt, pleading, and persistence, Chen Yun vaguely realized what was happening.

I seem to...

Let a little kid worry about himself.

After a moment of silence, Chen Yun ran faster in the rain.

From the previous slow progress, it instantly turned into a rapid run.

He was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, or rather, he was much faster than a wild horse.

He suddenly rushed into a world controlled by strong winds and whipped by heavy rains. His figure rushed through the chaos, as if he had reached some kind of wild resonance with the raging natural forces. Every step he took was accompanied by a thunderous roar, challenging the limits of the storm.

The wind and rain formed a giant net, trying to bind everything in the world, but he was not blocked in the slightest as he moved through it.

Only a vague figure was left, dancing alone in the center of the stormy stage.

At this moment, Chen Yun had no time to think about whether or not to defeat the typhoon. He was more concerned about Zheng Yuliang's current physical condition.

After using his mental power to block the wind and rain from a distance, Chen Yun easily crossed the distance of 300 meters in less than five seconds.

The wind, the originally unruly spirit of nature, howled around him, but it seemed to be pulled and torn by an invisible force, making way for him. The raindrops, each one like an arrow shot from the sky, were shattered by him at an incredible speed, turning into mist, lingering around him.

When Chen Yun came to Zheng Yuliang.

He was naked with only a pair of shorts on his body, his hideous muscles were covered with shattered rain mist, and he looked like an ancient giant beast that had just been released from its seal.

Zheng Yuliang on the ground was not in a very good condition at the moment.

Even though he was unconscious, his thin shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly in the cold wind. The rain hit his body mercilessly, seeping through his already soaked clothes, and the feeling of sticking to his skin was icy cold.

At this moment, Zheng Yuliang's face was as pale as paper and his lips were frozen purple.

But the good news is.

Zheng Yuliang's breathing and pulse were stable, there was no serious problem, and there was no vomit blocking his respiratory tract.

And it is covered by Chen Yun's mental power.

Although the wind cannot be completely blocked, the rain can be basically blocked.

Looking at Zheng Yuliang lying on the ground.

Chen Yun decisively used his telekinesis to protect Zheng Yuliang from the wind and rain while running towards the woods not far away.

The thermal vision was released, instantly cutting off a tree at the roots.

Using the thermal vision as a cutting machine and sharp nails, he simply hollowed out the wood into a large wooden box without a lid.

Afterwards, thermal vision was used to clean up all traces at the scene.

then.

Chen Yun returned to Zheng Yuliang and put it into a wooden box, which basically isolated it from the strong winds around it.

The uncovered top is protected from rain by telekinesis.

After doing all this to ensure that Zheng Yuliang's body temperature did not drop, Chen Yun started running towards the fishing village holding the wooden box.

During this process, there is no need to worry about Zheng Yuliang in the wooden box being shaken awake or vomiting. After all, the human body is the top-level anti-vibration and anti-shake balance gimbal.

In this case, he was fast.

Besides, Zheng Yuliang was just a frail kid, and it was impossible for him to walk very fast when he was looking for him in such a windy and rainy day.

So it didn't take long for Chen Yun's transparent world to notice the deserted fishing village.

And noticed several volunteers who were searching and rescuing.

He decisively smashed the wooden box into pieces and threw it on the ground into the ankle-deep water, then carried the unconscious Zheng Yuliang and rushed to the volunteers.

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After ten o'clock in the evening, the typhoon gradually grew stronger.

The howling wind carried endless rage, blurring the boundary between the sea and the sky.

The rain poured down heavily, hitting every inch of the fishing village, making a rapid and noisy sound.

The power of the typhoon seems to be growing every moment, like an invisible giant beast, wantonly displaying the power of nature.

Some old wooden houses in the fishing village trembled in the wind, creaking in protest, which made people feel cold.

The residents of the fishing village gathered at the community service center, which became their temporary safe haven. The dim and warm lights inside the center were in stark contrast to the violent storm outside, but this tranquility did not completely dispel the uneasiness in people's hearts. Everyone's face was filled with tension and panic, and from time to time someone looked out the door, their eyes full of worry for those who had not returned.

The two people who were late were like a taut string, pulling at everyone's heart. Low voices of conversation intertwined, mixed with curses on the weather and prayers for peace.

The leaders of several volunteers frowned and discussed in a low voice whether they should send more people out to search, but after several discussions, they decided: evacuate immediately!

Although the people are not all here yet.

But evacuation is urgent.

The typhoon's intensity is approaching dangerous levels.

The rescue team leader, who had been waiting for a long time, decided not to wait any longer and instead evacuate most of the villagers from the fishing village.

Otherwise it will only lead to bigger mistakes.

However, considering that there is still an adult named Chen Yun and a junior high school student named Zheng Yuliang, their whereabouts are still unknown.

Three people were left in the small team of volunteers, along with a car that had been vacated after some arrangements, intending to continue searching for a while.

With most villagers evacuated, the village seemed unusually empty and quiet, with only the whistling wind and the surging waves interweaving into a natural sad song.

The three volunteers who stayed behind wore helmets and fluorescent raincoats and struggled forward in the strong wind. The light of their flashlights swayed in the darkness, trying to penetrate the dense rain.

They shouted the names of the missing persons, their voices were drowned out by the sound of wind and rain again and again, but they sounded out more firmly each time.

All they could do was look for it in the fishing villages.

Because the area away from the fishing village is not only complicated, but the areas closer to the sea are basically already showing signs of being flooded by rising sea water.

Searching there is not only dangerous, but also there are no search equipment and conditions.

This went on until after eleven o'clock.

The three volunteers who stayed behind also gained nothing.

Just when they were about to give up and prepare to leave on the last car.

A man holding a child appeared in their sight.

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In the shelter some distance from the fishing village, the emergency lights are soft and warm.

The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant and a hint of rice fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

Volunteers wearing fluorescent vests were busy guiding everyone to a safe area, with comforting smiles on their faces, giving everyone the peace of mind they needed most.

Although this shelter was built specifically for typhoon refugees, it cannot be left empty all the time. It is occasionally used as a gymnasium for citizens.

Now it's an emergency.

There were certainly not enough rooms, but the simple beds made of blankets were quite sufficient.

Patients, the elderly and children are given priority in arranging beds in the rooms.

The remaining adults were arranged in quieter corners.

Children gathered in the shelter and talked in low voices. Occasionally, a few childish laughs could be heard, bringing a touch of relaxation to the tense atmosphere.

The adults were either sitting or lying down, and some were holding their family members tightly in their hands.

Occasionally, the sound of wind and rain outside became stronger, which meant that the vanguard of the typhoon was approaching.

But don't worry.

This place is located on a high ground, some distance away from the sea, and is a shelter built specifically for coastal residents to prevent typhoons.

Here, you can rest assured.

Chen Yun, who came with the volunteers who stayed behind, settled Zheng Yuliang down and handed him over to the doctor of the shelter.

I followed the volunteers and put on some clothes and a pair of slippers.

Then, with a rosewood flying sword hanging on the neck of the silly dog ​​Bai Jin, he followed the beyond-visual-range azimuth perception and went straight to the management office here to bring his silly dog ​​Bai Jin back.

After putting the silly dog ​​Bai Jin next to Zheng Yuliang who was lying on the bed.

Chen Yun went straight to the place where he could get food, and with the identity card issued when he entered the shelter, he brought back two fast food meals.

Of course he wasn't hungry.

But Zheng Yuliang, who was not seriously injured after the treatment, has just woken up. He is a little weak and definitely needs to eat this portion.

So Chen Yun asked Zheng Yuliang to play with the silly dog ​​Bai Jin.

I went to get the lunch box for him.

But when he came back with the lunch box, he saw an acquaintance at the door of the ward.

It was the naughty kid named Zheng Ronggang.

Besides him, there was also an adult man with rough facial lines. His pair of small eyes under his thick eyebrows revealed a ruthlessness that could not be ignored.

now.

The two people, one big and one small, who were waiting at the door of the ward looked at Chen Yun who arrived with a lunch box.

The person blocking the door obviously has bad intentions.

"Dad, that's him!"

Zheng Rongang pointed at Chen Yun arrogantly.

The voice was very bright and proud.

Many residents of the surrounding fishing villages looked over subconsciously.

Zheng Yuliang, who was lying on the hospital bed in the room, hugged the silly dog ​​Bai Jin tightly, and with a weak look, he frantically winked at Chen Yun, signaling him to run.

Zheng Yuliang understood that the two, one big and one small, came to seek revenge because of what happened today, and they specially picked a time when most of the volunteers were in a meeting and a small number of volunteers were not around.

If Chen Yun didn't run away, he would probably be beaten up by Zheng Dalei, who often fought.

He didn't think Chen Yun could beat these thugs who fought every day.

There are no surveillance cameras around, and the residents of the fishing village will not talk nonsense.

It will be useless to inform the volunteers who maintain order at that time.

The sturdy Zheng Dalei also strode towards Chen Yun and said, "I heard that you stood up for Zheng Yuliang this afternoon? Then it's not too much for me to stand up for my son now, right?"

"There are no surveillance cameras here, and the villagers dare not say anything. How about you just take a beating?"

Zheng Dalei's tone seemed calm.

But the arrogance in it is about to overflow.

Hear the words.

Chen Yun glanced at Zheng Dalei in front of him calmly, without any fluctuation in his expression.

"I don't want to waste any more effort, just be quiet and don't fight back, I'll let you have your fun, I won't pursue the matter, what do you think..."

Zheng Dalei stopped talking before he could finish his words.

Chen Yun, who was too lazy to talk any more and didn't want to listen any more, just punched him in the stomach casually, making him speechless for a moment.

Chen Yun's punch killed him instantly without him having any time to react, as he was often involved in fights.

He fell to the ground, hunched over and curled up.

The pain was so intense that he covered his stomach and couldn't say a word.

"boring."

Having said that, Chen Yun calmly stepped over him and walked into the ward.

Zheng Rongang tiptoed and swallowed his saliva as he made way, fearing that he would be punched as well.