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Chapter 434: Chapter 432: Meeting Étienne Again After Half a Year.

Platinum Body also had a beautifying effect, which Bi Fang had never anticipated.

Morning came in time, and after washing up without a thorough look, he now scrutinized himself on the plane, surprised by the significant change.

Bi Fang’s appearance wasn’t bad; on the contrary, it could be described as excellent, with exceptionally handsome features that wouldn’t be out of place as a righteous male lead in last century’s Hong Kong or Taiwanese movies.

It was what you’d call a head start.

Moreover, after experiencing adventure and crises time and again, Bi Fang exuded a strong sense of confidence and a wild temperament, complete with potent male pheromones.

This was normal; it would be abnormal not to have such a presence.

Humans under constant stress naturally produce testosterone and various hormones, which is good for men, making them appear more mature, more serious, and more charming, like a strong lion with a flowing mane encountered on the savannah.

The reason women’s football players often look tougher than male ones is also here: for the sake of glory, they have to make sacrifices much greater than male athletes.

And because of frequent exposure to sun and wind, Bi Fang’s original skin tone was also a bit darker, but now it had lightened again.

The temperament wouldn’t change, nor the facial features; instead, they had become even more attractive, with skin becoming extremely smooth, barely showing any pores and looking uniformly sleek and polished.

He extended his hand and saw that the conspicuous white calluses had disappeared, but upon feeling around, Bi Fang realized the roughness was still there – it was just invisible now.

That was good news, he sighed with relief. It would have been a loss if “beautification” had made him weaker.

In the wilderness, one often needed to use hands to deal with all sorts of stones and branches; if the palms were soft and delicate, they’d blister after a day’s work, or even worse, could be worn raw.

Bi Fang took off his shirt, and sure enough, everything had changed; apart from the skin, the muscle definition was also perfectly sculpted, presenting both harmony and strength.

The Shark muscles on the sides of his waist were also more ferocious, resembling shark gills even more and brimming with explosive power.

Even a sculpture crafted by Michelangelo couldn’t be much better, right?

True to its name, Platinum Body. Bi Fang thought to himself. But his delight faded the moment he stripped his clothes to his shoulders.

It was gone.

A man’s badge of honor.

Bi Fang’s right shoulder had been injured in Mohe and left a scar, but now there was no trace of the wolf bite on his shoulder.

After a long look, Bi Fang could only reluctantly accept the fact that his scars had truly disappeared.

As he thought about putting his shirt back on, the bathroom door suddenly swung open.

A well-dressed Caucasian woman entered, and when she caught sight of the streamlined muscles in front of the washbasin, her eyes lit up, ending up whistling appreciatively.

Bi Fang nonchalantly got dressed, and as he brushed past her, dodged the hand she extended toward him, leaving the bathroom expressionless.

Finland time, 2:55 p.m.

Bi Fang, carrying his luggage and ignoring the woman behind him who was still throwing seductive glances, walked straight towards a signboard bearing his name.

Guided by the greeter, he left the airport in an off-road vehicle, embarking on a long car journey.

He was to cross the entirety of Finland, heading for the place where he first led the Geese into flight.

Like all migratory creatures, they have a deep memory of their point of departure.

Fortunately, Finland wasn’t very large, and by nightfall, he had finally reached his destination.

“Hey, here we are!”

Just after getting off the train, a faint yet distant voice came from afar and kept getting closer.

Bi Fang hoisted his backpack and knew without thinking who it was. He had sent a message when he was about to arrive, and he did not expect that Elvan and the others would actually hurry over. Bi Fang laughed heartily, waving towards the distant flashlight: “Étienne!”

The driver, seizing the chance before Bi Fang walked away, immediately took out paper and a pen, “Mr. Bi, could you give me an autograph? My son is also a fan of yours!”

“Of course, I can.” Bi Fang took the pen and briskly signed his name in the notebook, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell the driver, “It would be best not to tell others we’re here, okay?”

The driver did not understand why, but he nodded and indicated that it was no problem.

Bi Fang turned back, by which time Étienne had also run up to him, panting heavily, his face displaying an unstoppable smile. Bi Fang extended his hand to mess up Étienne’s hair, “You rascal, you’ve grown quite a bit!”

Fourteen or fifteen is the time when teenagers shoot up in height. When they had traveled across Europe the year before, Bi Fang remembered that Étienne was a whole head shorter than him, but now, he had grown up to his nose.

Étienne chuckled, the distance of not seeing each other for half a year quietly disappeared, and it seemed as though they had returned to the days when they first flew gliders together.

The two chatted about the fun things that had happened in their lives recently, reminisced for a while, and then walked side by side toward Elvan and the others who were coming over.

“How’s school? It’s not summer vacation yet, right? How come you’re already here?”

“I applied for an early vacation, and Elvan agreed.”

Bi Fang suspected the kid was pulling his leg, “Elvan agreed?”

“My grades last year were all excellent!”

“Really?”

“I never lie!”

“Have you started dating yet?”

“Um…”

Bi Fang laughed, “Who is it? Your classmate?”

“Sort of.” Étienne felt a bit shy and kicked a pebble by his feet.

In foreign countries, fifteen or sixteen years old is not considered too young to date, so Bi Fang was not too surprised and even teased him, “Then why didn’t you bring her along? Wow, at fifteen or sixteen, coming to the lakeside, setting up tents, under the possible auroral night sky, watching the geese you helped migrate thousands of kilometers return—how romantic. You might even teach her how to fly a glider.”

Étienne glanced aside, dismissively saying, “Though you make it sound nice, bringing along a girl is too much trouble, would you bring a woman to Wilderness Survivalist?”

“Hahaha! You rascal, how did you manage to start dating?” Bi Fang couldn’t help but ruffle his head again and stopped only when he saw Elvan and Lenin come over as well.

“Long time no see, Professor Elvan and Professor Lenin. I wonder if you were able to get a permit for the geese’s return this time.” Bi Fang opened his arms and hugged them both.

Elvan scratched his head, knowing that Bi Fang was teasing him about the incident when he had been deceived, and smiled helplessly, “Actually, I could have obtained the permit, but they had issues, besides, you don’t need a permit to wait for the geese to return.”

“When did you get here?” Lenin, happy to see his old friend, joined in.

“Got here at three in the afternoon, then drove for a few more hours. Have you guys had dinner yet? I’m almost starving.”

“Then you’ve come at the perfect time, we’ve just finished cooking the food, I think it’s definitely better than what you ate on Mount Everest,” Elvan immediately invited.

“OK, I must have a good taste of the food cooked by a French chef. Where’s Goose now?”

“According to the display, it’s already at the border of Norway, and if nothing goes wrong, it should arrive in two or three days.”

Bi Fang followed everyone to a small table by the lake but realized that there were not the tents he had imagined everywhere, nor the throngs of sightseers; he was somewhat surprised.

He had thought it would be teeming with people.