I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

Watching the children vanish in a flash.

Bai Shi gathered up the deck of poker cards spread across the stone table.

Talking to Chen Yun seated beside him, he said, "That 'bear child' who squirted me with a water gun, we've met him once before, haven't you remembered?"

"Yeah, the kid who wanted to play table tennis, right?"

Chen Yun nodded.

Though his sentence was phrased as a question, his tone was very certain.

Because he had found that after his body changed, his memory also sharply improved.

This surely was another special aspect brought about by the physical changes from the night before.

The always forgetful him now seemed to have an exceptionally good memory.

Just as he had recently recalled in two seconds what the package from Cai niao Station contained,

it only took him another two seconds to sift through his memory and pick out the incident Bai Shi was referring to.

It was two months before the New Year.

Bai Shi had invited him to play table tennis.

Both of them, excitedly playing at the garden's only table tennis table, were interrupted when a kid with a racket came over, declaring he wanted to play.

Seeing that the boy was alone and couldn't possibly play table tennis by himself, Chen Yun and Bai Shi decided to play a scoring match between them, and whoever lost 11 points would step down to let the kid take over.

In this way, by rotating, the three of them could make good use of a single table and all have fun.

But after they had explained this,

the strange child immediately began crying, insisting he wanted to play right now!

So, Chen Yun and Bai Shi didn't indulge him.

After exchanging a glance, they tacitly left the table tennis table, indicating they were done playing.

The child was left behind, stunned, clutching his racket.

"That's right, it's that kid."

"But it looks like that 'bear child' doesn't remember us."

"Moreover, despite not having seen him in so long, he's still just as much of a 'bear.'"

Bai Shi nodded as he spoke.

His memory was always good, so he remembered the 'bear child' well.

But even after not seeing him for a while, he noted the child was still so spoiled.

"This is an elderly neighborhood; plenty of kids living here are looked after only by grandparents. And grandparents usually spoil their grandchildren,"

"It makes sense to see kids with such a personality here."

Chen Yun said this.

Grandparents tend to dote on their grandchildren for several deep-seated reasons.

Some are because the harsh conditions of earlier years made them feel as if they owed their children something and chose to compensate by spoiling their grandchildren.

Others might be more lenient due to the generational age gap.

Some grandparents, having tried and failed with strict education for their children, lean more towards closeness and affection with their grandchildren.

In any case,

a 'bear child' often acts out due to various reasons.

"This 'bear child' just needs a good sorting out, should be made to stay home and do homework every day."

"Not run around causing trouble everywhere."

Bai Shi grumbled bitterly.

And upon hearing this,

an idea suddenly sparked in Chen Yun's mind.

He looked at Bai Shi and asked, "The educational materials we ordered together have arrived, can you give me one that's more difficult and has a lot of questions?"

Chen Yun didn't sound too polite.

First, because the two of them were quite good friends, to the point where he couldn't count how many delicious ingredients he had received from this chubby little guy.

Second, because this little fatty Bai Shi was genuinely wealthy, drinking high-end wine every day.

Third, because Chen Yun knew that Bai Shi buying these educational materials didn't really serve much purpose.

Obviously, this very rich, unemployed man had begun a new life of seeking pleasures.

Just like how he would frequently entertain the old men in the residential garden with his impressive card tricks, clearly, there was some mischief afoot with the purchase of these educational materials.

Upon hearing this.

Bai Shi also took out his phone to check the text message from Cai Niao Station, then revealed a mischievous smile, "Let's go, let's go, I'll take you to pick out the toughest one."

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2024, February 29th of the Gregorian calendar, the 20th day of the first lunar month.

10 o'clock in the morning.

Chen Yun, having said goodbye to Bai Shi, did not head straight home.

Instead, he carried a backpack filled with the fitness equipment he'd just bought, and in his hand was a bag of teaching materials he had asked for from Bai Shi.

He would occasionally stand still in one place then, at times, move a few steps in a certain direction.

It looked like he was wandering aimlessly around the neighborhood.

But only he knew what he was doing.

Of course, the dogs roaming by the roadside might also know what Chen Yun was up to.

Because what Chen Yun was attempting to do was something typically done by dogs: tracking a scent!

As the saying goes, "Without removing the roots, the weeds will grow back with the spring wind."

Chen Yun thought that since there was a conflict, it was necessary to use the teaching materials to seal that bratty kid at home.

At the same time.

He also took this opportunity to test just how far his outrageous sense of smell could take him.

The idea that suddenly struck Chen Yun when Bai Shi finished complaining about the unruly child was just that.

He wanted to try using his sense of smell to find the brat's home.

To ordinary humans, this idea was completely fanciful.

But Chen Yun believed he could do it.

When he discovered his extreme sense of smell at the Vegetable Market, Chen Yun felt that he should be able to track scents like a police dog.

Now was the perfect opportunity.

Chen Yun, completely engrossed in experiencing the wonderful world under his preposterous sense of smell, also discovered the difficulty of tracking scents.

Determining the strength and direction of a scent is the essence of scent tracking.

But the intensity of scents can be easily disrupted, a bit of wind and movement could affect the world perceived through smell.

Moreover, the complex scents of various items would tangle with the scent one was trying to find, making it difficult to distinguish clearly.

When Chen Yun managed to mark the brat's scent as a priority focus.

He had only accomplished the first step in tracking scents.

The brat's footprints were all over the neighborhood.

Residential areas, social zones, gardens, and so on.

At this moment, Chen Yun knew the child's walking paths over the past few days better than the child himself.

From the other scents intertwined with the brat's, it was possible to infer what this kid had been up to in these places.

Eating spicy strips, playing with water guns, peeing wherever...

The things the brat had done over the past couple of days were almost completely unveiled through the sense of smell.

This feeling.

Left Chen Yun intoxicated.

The entire world seemed to become transparent before his eyes.

This description was not an exaggeration.

The brat's rough walking route and actions over the past few days were all "seen" cleanly by him through his sense of smell, leaving no secrets.

Those faint scents that went unnoticed.

In Chen Yun's presence, they told him everything.

Countless pieces of information lay bare before Chen Yun without any concealment.

Such a feeling.

Made it difficult not to indulge.

Fortunately, Chen Yun quickly came back to his senses and didn't stay lost in these sensations.

He didn't forget he still had things to do.

He soon calmed down and continued to use his sense of smell to experience this unobscured world.

Based on the changes in the intensity of the scents.

Chen Yun traced back to two origins.

One of the directions naturally came from the brat himself, who hadn't yet returned home—the scent here was so fresh it was as though it had just been left behind.

The other direction.

Despite the scent not being very strong, it carried the rich accumulation from the previous days.

Naturally, it was the brat's home.