I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

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The familiar "Für Elise" started playing during a languid afternoon.

do mi sol mi do re mi sol mi do re mi sol mi do...

A pure piano piece.

The song-like melody made one imagine a girl happily strolling along a forest path.

Lively, fluid...

It pleased the body and the soul.

However, Chen Yun, lying on the sofa at home,

hadn't opened any music playing software.

In fact,

he was freeloading off the music of a family next door who were having an afternoon nap,

using his Transparent World ability.

By simply reducing the perception of other noises and enhancing the perception of that family's sound system,

he could treat their speakers as if they were his own.

Such a practice,

could exercise his own Transparent World ability,

making his control more stable and precise.

Of course,

the downside of listening to other people's music is that,

clearly, the right to change songs couldn't possibly be with freeloader Chen Yun.

These days,

Chen Yun often went around sampling the musical tastes of the surrounding residents.

It must be said, aside from the household he was currently listening to and Bai Shi who had gone out not long ago,

the rest mostly played tunes like "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style."

It really deserved to be called an elderly community.

Although Chen Yun didn't hate this song, he also didn't want to listen to it all day.

But he didn't care; he couldn't change it when he didn't like it, but he could choose not to listen.

Today's "Für Elise," however, was fairly decent.

It was an independent piano piece composed by the German composer Beethoven in 1810.

Although it was quite old, it was still pleasant to listen to.

Chen Yun, lying on the sofa,

was listening to the song,

while idly playing with his phone.

The police had mentioned it this morning.

Either pick up the computer from Longquan District station tomorrow or wait for the police to deliver it after some time.

In any case, the computer was unavailable at the moment.

Naturally, he was temporarily bidding farewell to computer games.

So after he had practiced Killing Intent Detection on bugs for a while,

Chen Yun, who planned not to practice, not to eat, not to sleep, but to simply enjoy himself for a week or two,

fiddled with WeChat Mini Program games for quite a long time.

The game he was playing at the moment

was the once very popular Jump Jump.

Press the screen for a certain amount of time to charge up the game piece, release, and the piece jumps forward.

The distance of the jump depends on the length of the press.

The goal of the game is to accurately jump onto the next square without falling off.

Before, he would almost fall off after scoring a few hundred points.

But now,

honestly, as long as he didn't want to fall, he would never fall.

The game tests one's computational ability, calculating different impacts based on the screen press time.

For Chen Yun now,

such a level of calculation could almost be done at a glance.

Then, combined with the ultimate coordination control ability,

he made his game piece land exactly in the middle of the next square, every single time.

Never a mistake! And it wouldn't be possible to make one.

Unless the phone lagged or some other external factor interfered.

His score depended purely on how far the end of the game was.

Even if he multitasked,

listening to music with Transparent World, using Killing Intent Detection to get rid of bugs, and playing Jump Jump,

he still played smoothly without any errors.

However, the next moment, Chen Yun's activities came to an abrupt halt.

Through the perception of Transparent World,

he clearly "saw"

Bai Shi stealthily peeking out from the stairwell entrance.

He appeared to be carrying a set of iron equipment on his back.

Chen Yun, who was not really equipped with x-ray vision, couldn't see what Bai Shi was carrying.

But he could hear the footsteps clearly.

Bai Shi first returned to his own home, slowly and carefully circling each corner.

All the while muttering, "There's no listening devices or pinhole cameras here..."

Then he made a round in the corridor.

Finally, he stopped at Chen Yun's front door.

The next moment, the doorbell rang.

Chen Yun opened the door.

Standing at the door was Bai Shi, dressed in British style, panting, with an iron box with an antenna on his back. A wire extended from the box, connected to an iron rod he held, resembling a minesweeper.

"You look..."

"Kind of out of place."

After a long silence, Chen Yun offered this assessment.

It was indeed hard to judge.

The thing on Bai Shi's back that seemed capable of detecting listening and surveillance devices,

although it had some technological content, looked downright crude and definitely clashed with the suit and leather shoes he was wearing.

"Aristotle once said, even if our arms and legs were to break tomorrow, our shirt collars and trouser legs would still be crisp."

Bai Shi adjusted his British-style hat as he spoke with his free hand.

Hearing this, Chen Yun shook his head helplessly.

It didn't matter whether that quote was from Aristotle or Lv Zi Qiao,

what he was now curious about was something else.

"What are you doing like this... coming to me?"

Chen Yun looked at Bai Shi with some curiosity.

When the police came over in the morning, he saw Bai Shi stealthily peeking through the peephole at his place until he led the two officers inside and Bai Shi stopped looking.

Taking advantage of the police's departure, Bai Shi immediately left the house without saying a word and went somewhere unknown.

Now he was back with a set of strange equipment looking for him; he didn't know what for.

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