A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

The warm sunlight slanting from the west streamed in through the bulletproof panoramic sunroof.

The cab of the heavy truck was painted a lazy orange-gold color.

Shen Qingci fell into a deep sleep.

His head was tilted back on the leather headrest in the passenger seat, and his breathing was shallow and even.

Two eyelashes cast shadows beneath pale eyelids.

But her hand was still tightly gripping the cuff of Chen Lang's black windbreaker.

The force was not strong.

The knuckles may be slightly white.

Chen Lang rested one hand on the steering wheel, lowered his eyes, and his gaze lingered on the pale, thin hand for two seconds.

He didn't force it out; he just glanced at the highway ahead.

"Titan, take over piloting."

"Received, sir. Level 5 autonomous cruise control has taken over. Environmental scanning in progress. Current road conditions are stable."

The Titan's deep, mechanical voice echoed within the cabin.

The steering wheel then silently retracted and folded down, disappearing into the dashboard.

Chen Lang then slowed down and slowly pulled his sleeve away from Shen Qingci's fingers.

He pulled over a high-end cashmere blanket and wrapped it tightly around her thin shoulders and cold fingers.

After confirming that she hadn't been awakened, Chen Lang leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Consciousness sinks into the system space.

In the azure temporary storage area, the [Epic All-Round Physique Enhancement Potion] floats quietly.

The aftereffects of the cliff rescue just hours earlier were still lingering.

The tearing sensation in my right arm muscles when the winch cable was stretched to its limit, and the dull pain from the old injury caused by the falling rock, still lingered in my nerve endings.

This level of power is not enough.

Chen Lang locked onto the drug.

"Confirmed for use".

The drug's effects were extremely rapid.

"Well--"

Chen Lang clenched his teeth and his Adam's apple bobbed.

A sudden, intense soreness erupted from deep within the muscles, and the dull pain of cells being forcibly torn apart and reassembled instantly swept through the entire body.

The deep purplish-black bruises on his back, extending into the muscle fibers, are fading at a visible rate.

The broken muscle fibers are forcibly crushed and then rewoven into a thicker, denser structure.

Bone density increases dramatically within tens of seconds.

A faint, teeth-grinding "click" sound emanated from within my body.

Chen Lang leaned firmly against the leather seat, veins bulging on his forehead, as he endured this reshaping process.

Several tens of seconds later.

He opened his eyes.

He tentatively clenched his right fist.

He still looks like a well-proportioned young man, but Chen Lang can clearly feel that every muscle is compressed with the violence of an industrial hydraulic press.

Pale blue text appeared in front of the retina.

[Ding! Physical enhancement complete!]

[Current physical fitness: 23% beyond human limits!]

[Passive self-healing rate: Increased by 120%!]

Chen Lang turned off the control panel and reached out to grasp the military-grade high-strength alloy handrail beside him.

Use all five fingers to exert force.

"Creak—"

The alloy, strong enough to withstand the impact of a heavy sniper rifle, had several shallow fingerprints etched into its surface.

Chen Lang released his hand and rubbed the metal shavings between his palms.

more than three hours later.

The sun was about to set, but the evening glow painted half the sky red.

The matte black heavy truck smoothly drove out of the Dali toll station.

Chen Lang took out his phone and glanced at the Douyin backend.

With over 600,000 followers, the cliff rescue video garnered over 30 million views yesterday, and private messages flooded in.

A heavy, nasal murmur came from the side.

Shen Qingci woke up.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, her gaze drifting out the bulletproof car window.

The moment she saw the scene outside, her pupils constricted sharply.

This is a distribution center on the outskirts of Dali city. During the peak tourist season, the traffic jams are as chaotic as a boiling pot of porridge.

The sidewalk was crowded with sun hats and tour guide flags, and cheap speakers on the roadside were blasting loud DJ music.

Several scalpers were weaving through the traffic, roughly banging on the windows of passing vehicles.

The boundless crowds and noise came crashing down on us.

Shen Qingci's breathing became erratic.

The hand that had just emerged from the blanket gripped the seatbelt tightly against its chest as if it had been electrocuted.

His thin shoulders were visibly tense, and he instinctively shrank back into the deepest part of the seat.

A local tout wearing a gold chain noticed the extravagantly designed heavy truck.

He squeezed through the gap in the car and slapped the bulletproof glass on the passenger side hard!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boss! Want to book a hotel? Half-day trip to Cangshan and Erhai Lake! Open a window!"

The ox was shouting loudly outside, his voice hoarse and broken.

Shen Qingci shuddered, biting her lower lip hard, her nails digging into her palm.

Chen Lang's gaze darkened.

He didn't say anything, but simply pressed the window control button.

The passenger window was lowered a crack.

Seeing this, the scalper was overjoyed and immediately shoved the metal tour guide stick he used to knock on the car window through the gap, trying to force the window open.

"Boss, let me tell you..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Chen Lang reached across half the carriage with his right hand and precisely clamped the tip of the metal tour guide rod.

He lifted his eyelids and stared coldly at the scalpers outside through the glass.

He suddenly flipped his wrist.

Suddenly, all five fingers exerted force!

"Snap—!"

The hollow stainless steel tour guide baton was crushed, twisted, and finally broke in half!

The scalper's smile froze.

Looking at the remaining half of the stick in his hand, and then meeting Chen Lang's gaze, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"roll."

Chen Lang uttered a single word.

The ox shuddered in fright, abandoning even the broken stick, and scrambled into the crowd, disappearing from sight.

The carriage was deathly silent.

Chen Lang casually tossed the lump of scrap metal into the trash can on the center console and withdrew his hand.

"Don't be afraid."

The voice was soft, without any deliberate attempt at gentleness.

Shen Qingci's rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

The taut shoulder line gradually relaxed, and the knuckles that were gripping the seatbelt tightly regained their color.

She turned her head and looked at Chen Lang's profile.

Chen Lang snapped his fingers as he looked at the blocked road ahead.

"Work has started."

A futuristic, floating sphere flew out from the sunroof and unfolded its miniature wings inside the cabin, with the camera lighting up with a ghostly blue light.

8K ultra-high-definition live streaming with no blind spots is now available!

Within eight seconds of the broadcast starting, the number of online viewers jumped from zero to 30,000!

Chen Lang leaned back in the driver's seat, his left foot resting on the metal pedal.

He gestured with his chin toward the floating camera.

"Oh, everyone's squatting?"

"When I ended the broadcast yesterday, I said I'd see you in Dali. Your Brother Lang is all about keeping his word."

He turned to the side, draped his arm behind his back, and slightly cleared the edge of the passenger seat from the camera's view.

Shen Qingci was wrapped in a cashmere blanket, her hair slightly disheveled, and only half of her cool and aloof face was visible in profile.

"He's perfectly fine, not a single hair on his head is missing."

Chen Lang quickly turned the camera back to his own side.

"I know what you've been holding back all night, so here's the same answer—you're in great shape and have a great appetite. Yesterday's little incident wasn't even a warm-up."

The live chat exploded with comments.

[Holy crap! It's finally airing! I was stunned by Lang Ge's rescue video yesterday, even Newton would be turning in his grave!]

[Where's my sister? Is Qingci alright? Lang-ge, your possessiveness of your food is too obvious! Let me see her one more time!]

[A small-scale operation? You call it a small-scale operation when four people are hoisted up by a winch with one hand on a cliff? ???]

[Brother Lang, is your back injury healed yet? I saw it yesterday and it hurt so much!]

[Dali is jammed like a sausage right now, Brother Lang, your big truck is probably stuck at a loss!]

Chen Lang glanced at the comments on the virtual screen.

His gaze lingered on a few messages expressing concern about the injury.

He chuckled, raised his right hand, and clenched his fist in front of the camera.

The joints cracked crisply, and the bulging veins on the back of the hand stood out.

"See? A straight man in his prime, he woke up and was resurrected on the spot. Don't give me those sentimental comments, I don't buy it."

He loosened his fist and pointed his long, slender fingers toward the sea of ​​people outside the windshield.

"I'll be frank with you about my trip to Dali today."

Chen Lang leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the steering wheel, and lowered his voice as he spoke to the camera.

"Your brother Lang has never done anything serious in his life. But this trip, I'm serious."

He turned his head and glanced at Shen Qingci, who was wrapped in a blanket next to him.

"Let's welcome this immense wealth of Dali today."

"I just want to show this person I'm with—"

Chen Lang looked at the camera again, his tone arrogant.

"I want someone to see that there are things in this world worth living for, besides exam papers and prisons."

The speed at which the comments flooded the screen strangely paused for a second.

Immediately afterwards, dense text completely flooded the screen.

[Holy crap!!! The 1.8-meter-tall, rough-looking man's eyes immediately welled up with tears!]

[The God of Pure Love collapsed to the ground! This wasn't a live stream; it was a declaration of sovereignty in front of tens of thousands of people!]

[Question Lang Ge, understand Lang Ge, become Lang Ge and Qing Ci's cybernetic accessory! Lock them up!!]

[The title of "God of Pure Love" is well-deserved; this isn't a live stream, it's like writing a love letter in public!]

[Brother Lang, just tell me straight, was this trip to Dali just about taking girls to heal? I'm totally smitten! Send me gifts!]