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Chen Lang weaved through the traffic on his short plank.

The short plank cut across the slippery road surface, the wheels rolled over the accumulated water, and mud was flung off the sides of the vehicle.

The vehicles ahead were packed tightly together.

The drivers pushed open half of the car door, leaned out, and held up their phones, aiming them at the rain.

Chen Lang slid closer.

The human wall spontaneously retreated to both sides, with half a meter left on the left and a section of space left on the right.

Some stopped, others lowered their camera angles.

A dozen mobile phone cameras were glued to that figure, but no one around dared to step forward and speak.

The black windbreaker was soaked with mud, and blood was dripping from the legs of the tactical trousers.

The soles of his military boots crushed the tire tracks on the ground as Chen Lang, carrying a short plank under one arm, strode through the passage carved by the crowd.

"The heavy truck guy is back!"

The shouts from behind rose up, but were instantly drowned out by the sound of rain.

Chen Lang raised his hand and pressed down the latch on the board.

The mechanical wheelset retracts inward, and the wide board body is shrunk into a short board for street use.

He carried the board in one hand and walked to the black armored heavy truck.

The car doors slid open to the sides.

The warm yellow light from the cabin fell on his shoulders.

Shen Qingci positioned himself at the entrance to the living quarters.

Her gaze swept across his scalp, over his mud-stained jacket, and finally settled on his trouser legs.

Blood trickled down the surface of the military boots and soaked into the plush of the doormat.

Chen Lang threw the short plank into the storage slot and pressed the recycle button with his other hand.

Armored door engagement.

The torrential rain, sirens, and noise were all shut out by the thick steel plates.

The wooden floor was marked with several muddy footprints from the muddy boots.

A warm breeze blew down to my feet from below.

On the wooden bar counter, the nougat packaging bag had been re-tied, and the silver bells jingled against the table.

Chen Lang pulled off his down jacket and casually tossed it into the cleaning chamber.

Shen Qingci took two steps forward and stopped less than half a meter in front of him.

Their gazes swept back and forth over him.

"Didn't you say you only knew a little bit?"

"I only know a little bit," Chen Lang said seriously. "The rest is all improvisation."

"You call that a little skill, sliding down from that height?"

"It's mainly because you commanded well."

"The car is about to fall off the cliff, and you're still going back?"

There are still people inside.

The veins on the back of Shen Qingci's hand bulged, and he said in a low voice, "Can't you think of yourself first?"

Chen Lang looked down at her, raised his hand, and rubbed the back of his neck with his thumb.

"I have thought about it."

"What were you thinking?"

"I've done the math, and I think we should have enough time."

"You always say there's enough time."

"I made it back in time this time."

"What if we don't make it back in time?"

Chen Lang's smile softened, and he met Chen Lang's gaze directly: "Don't you still have your backup plan?"

Shen Qingci's throat tightened, and half a breath got stuck in her throat.

Chen Lang bent down to change out of his muddy boots, his tone becoming more relaxed again: "The location data you just reported was absolutely accurate. Without you, I wouldn't be able to get around."

"I only gave the location."

"I only pedaled the wheels a few times." Chen Lang straightened up again. "So this is a 50/50 split, and no one can take all the credit."

Shen Qingci's chest heaved violently twice, and a blush crept into the corners of her eyes. She glared at him with a sharp look.

"You found the steps pretty quickly."

"There's no other way. We just climbed up from the bottom of a cliff, so we have to maintain appearances."

"You still have the mind to tell jokes."

"What else can you do? Shout at the top of your lungs?"

Shen Qingci swallowed his dry saliva.

Clench your fist and then release it, pressing the back of your hand firmly against your side.

"Before taking action, can't you at least give us some indication of how confident you are of your success?"

"have."

"a bit?"

"100%".

You're lying.

Chen Lang stretched his shoulders a couple of times, his laughter rising: "Nine and a half percent."

"Where did the vacated half-tenth go?"

"We'll wait for you to bring the data to fill in the gaps."

Shen Qingci stared at him for three seconds, then looked away: "All you have is a mouth."

The windbreakers were piled up to the side, the trouser legs were covered in mud and sand, and the bloodstains on the boots had turned black.

Her gaze moved down his forehead inch by inch, then returned.

"Are you injured?"

"No." Chen Lang raised his arm to show, "I was just exhausted from running. It's all stained with the blood of my family members."

Shen Qingci didn't even blink.

"Sure?"

"Sure."

"Don't hide it from me."

"With the navigator's radar fully activated, I wouldn't dare to do that even if you gave me ten lives."

Shen Qingci let out a long breath.

The taut shoulder line slumped down.

She took a half step back, bracing her lower back against the wooden bar counter, and supporting herself on the table with her palms.

"Go take a shower."

"You just got home and you're already complaining about how dirty I am?"

"Bend down and smell it yourself."

Chen Lang grabbed his collar and sniffed, his brows furrowing immediately: "The earthy smell is unmistakable; it's definitely not suitable for me to get close to you."

"It's good that you're aware of it."

"Do you get a bonus after taking a shower after a field assignment?"

"Deducted."

"You didn't even bother with a verbal compliment?"

Shen Qingci raised the corners of her eyes: "You've worked hard. Now, go to the bathroom."

"As you command."

As Chen Lang passed the bar, he stopped in his tracks.

He raised his hand, his large palm covering the top of her head.

Run your fingers through the damp hair and rub it back and forth a couple of times.

The force was just right, completely sealing off any space she could use to dodge backward.

"We brought the whole family of three back with us."

Shen Qingci's long eyelashes fluttered up and down.

Chen Lang leaned down, his voice booming into her eardrum.

"The child was calling for his mother, and the mother protected the child; the father was also there."

"With you keeping an eye on things and reporting the coordinates the whole time, this matter can only be handled smoothly."

His large hand pressed down with a bit of weight on the hair.

"Uproot those ridiculous notions that make you feel like a burden."

"But it was you who went down the cliff," Shen Qingci said, his voice dry and hoarse.

"I'll handle rescuing people, you handle rescuing me." Chen Lang stared into her eyes. "If you had made a single error in any of your data just now, I would be lying down there with the mudslide right now."

Shen Qingci's eyelashes drooped, her palm still pressing firmly against the edge of the solid wood.

The cool sensation flowed into my palm.

The sounds of rain and sirens were isolated by the armored vehicle compartment, becoming a dull background noise.

Chen Lang withdrew his hand and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

He took two steps, then stopped and turned around: "Was that feat just now worthy of being recorded in Teacher Shen's notebook?"

Shen Qingci looked up.

"What do I need to remember?"

"Write it down: Shen Qingci has made a great contribution today."

"You've set a really lenient standard."

"Then write that Shen Qingci snatched three people back from the brink of death."

"Two people put in the effort."

"Okay, count me in."

The bathroom door frame slid shut, and the dull thud of the showerhead water hitting the tiles echoed through the room.

Shen Qingci stood still, slowly withdrawing her hand from the edge of the bar.

Her gaze fell.

On her left wrist, the ebony prayer beads clung to her cool skin, their rounded shape pulsating with each pulse.

She let a large amount of fresh air rush into her lungs, and her entire spine straightened up, no longer in a defensive posture.

He walked to the sofa, sat down, and took out his phone with one hand.

As soon as the screen is woken up, the lock screen is completely filled with trending local news from short video platforms.

The mechanical voice of the AI ​​Titan was broadcast over the carriage at the right time.

Traffic management authorities have taken full control of the scene. Heavy rescue equipment is expected to arrive in 27 minutes. Road clearing will take over 40 minutes. It is recommended to keep vehicles parked.

Shen Qingci didn't scroll through those pop-up notifications.

She opened the kraft paper notebook and spread it out on her knees.

The pen tip found the blank space next to the driving route map of Fenghuang Ancient Town.

Put pen to paper.

Today, Chen Lang and I rescued a family of three.

The pen tip hovered over the paper, and ink formed a small dot.

A few seconds later, she added three words heavily at the end:

【I am useful.】

The sound of running water in the bathroom was continuous.

Shen Qingci closed the notebook, placed her phone face down on the coffee table, and fixed her gaze on the frosted glass door.

With my back against the soft leather cushion, my shoulders were no longer tense, yet my posture was surprisingly upright.

She reached out and grabbed the perfectly packaged nougat, tore off the silver foil, and bit off a piece the size of a fingernail.

The rich, milky aroma explodes on the taste buds.

She did not tie the remaining sugar cubes back into the sealing tape.

He pinched the half-open wrapper between his thumb and forefinger, got up, and walked towards the bathroom door.

"Chen Lang".

The sound of the rinsing water stopped immediately.

"Something happened?"

There's only one nougat left.

A powerful laugh echoed from inside the door: "Same as always, leave the door open for me."

Shen Qingci clutched the candy wrapper, her right shoulder lightly resting against the metal door frame.

"It was originally supposed to be your share too."

"Then I'll have to speed up the battle."

"Wash slowly, the floor is slippery."

"Master Chen can't even slip on a 70-degree cliff, how could he possibly flip over in a bathroom on flat ground?"

"You're willing to risk your life today, but I don't trust you now."

Chen Lang laughed heartily: "Alright, follow the navigator's instructions."

Outside the armored glass, large raindrops pounded down relentlessly.

The warm amber light inside the cabin shone on the sugar in her hand, and the silver foil refracted a tiny spot of light.

Shen Qingci stood outside the frosted glass door, never going back to touch the phone on the coffee table.

She held up the notebook with one hand and used her thumb to flip to the page where she had just written.

My gaze fell once again on the words, the ink still wet.

This time.

There were no crossed-out lines on the paper.