An Chen guessed who this person was almost without thinking.
“Is it… that Wang Zhaoyang?”
“Yes! It’s him! That young man is quite interesting, very talkative, and a real live wire in the shop. Oh, and most of the people in this shop are Transcendents from Earth. There’s even a tailor among them; the people from Kyushu are currently training him on how to make Kyushu-style clothes. I heard we’ll have to learn it too later.”
He then looked at Zhao Jing and said,
“Moreover, not only do they provide food and lodging, but they also pay us in that world’s currency. Life is pretty good now. I’ve seen some Medicinal Pills in Kyushu that can strengthen the body and prolong life. If I have more spare money, I can bring them back for you and Xin Xin.”
Zhou Limin’s words suddenly became much more numerous, at least much more than last time, and the look of longing for the future almost overflowed from his face.
An Chen had seen this expression before.
When he was helping deliver and distribute meals at the construction site, he had seen a young man not much older than himself. That person worked at the construction site, and because they were of similar age, he had spoken with An Chen a few times.
An Chen remembered that the man was from the countryside and came to the city to earn money. It was his first time coming to a big city like Nancheng.
In his description, in a place like Nancheng, he could earn a lot, a lot of money, then go back to his hometown to build a big house, and eat delicious food every day…
This kind of expression only appears when one is full of fantasy and longing for the future.
It seems that Kunpeng Organization did indeed do well, settling these Transcendents like Zhou Limin quite nicely.
As for that young man working at the construction site…
An Chen didn’t work there for long before leaving, but he later seemed to hear that the construction site couldn’t pay salaries at the end of the year. When the workers surrounded them to demand wages, a young man from the countryside impulsively injured someone, was arrested, and sentenced to a few years.
He didn’t know if it was him.
“Why think so much? Just live a good life.”
Zhao Jing smiled, and at this moment, Zhou Xin Xin also came out of the house.
She had two bun hairstyles today, and the two “little buns” bounced on her head.
She first smiled and greeted An Chen, then sat on a small stool next to the sofa, picked up a sugar mandarin, and started eating it.
“Oh, Dad, you said you have to stay there for a week at a time now. Will you age very quickly?”
Zhou Limin’s smile suddenly froze on his face.
“You two hurry back to the room with your Brother Chen to study. The high school entrance exam isn’t far off.”
Noticing the change in Zhou Limin’s expression, Zhao Jing quickly urged the two to go back to their room to study.
An Chen also noticed the change in Zhou Limin’s expression.
Yes, for Mortals, time is very short.
Two days on Earth, a week in Kyushu. The flow of time in the other world after Transmigration is relatively static, but the effect of time on them will not stop.
He heard that in the future, it might even be possible to stay in Kyushu for a month before being able to return for only two days…
In that case, for people on Earth, these Transcendents would age very, very quickly. They might have just seen them yesterday, but the other person would already have aged a month.
This kind of thing would appear very abrupt in a family.
Perhaps a year later, Zhao Jing would still be the current Zhao Jing, and Zhou Xin Xin might only be slightly more mature, but Zhou Limin might have aged many years. If a few more years passed on Earth, his lifespan might come to an end.
This was a very terrifying thing.
The person you love is right in front of you, but they are aging at an extremely fast rate, and you are powerless…
An Chen put himself in Zhou Xin Xin or Zhao Jing’s shoes, tried to imagine it, and got goosebumps all over.
This was truly a tragedy.
Perhaps Transmigration is also a punishment for some people; only for those like him and Ye Xinning, who have no attachments, is it a liberation and an opportunity.
Before entering the study, An Chen also heard two sighs behind him.
But Zhou Xin Xin, who was walking ahead, seemed unaware of the adults’ troubles. She happily pulled An Chen to the desk, excitedly began to share what she had encountered in the past two days, and also talked about Zhou Limin’s stories from Kyushu after he returned tonight.
From Zhou Xin Xin’s mouth, An Chen learned that the shop where Zhou Limin and Wang Zhaoyang were located was near the bustling downtown area. The road at the entrance was not wide, so it shouldn’t be the main road, but the flow of people was not small. There was a considerable plaza nearby, and far in the direction directly opposite the shop entrance, there was also a palace-like building.
An Chen guessed that it should be Tong Shen Hall.
Based on what Zhou Xin Xin said, combined with the map An Chen remembered, he quickly deduced several possible locations for the shop.
Next time, he could go and try to find it…
“My dad also said that the people from Kunpeng Organization seem to be very powerful. Not only are they rich in Kyushu, but they also seem to have some status. Those Kyushu people treat the people from Kunpeng Organization very politely. Do you think the people from that Kunpeng Organization are all high-ranking officials in Kyushu?”
“Possibly, but I can’t imagine it.”
An Chen echoed.
Of course, he knew why the people from Kunpeng Organization were treated politely.
Because they are Cultivator.
He had been to Qingfeng City once, and the biggest feeling he got was that the status of Cultivator in Kyushu was truly supreme.
Walking on the street, no Cultivator was not walking with their head held high. The Mortals they encountered basically walked with their heads down, as if even making eye contact with a Cultivator was a terrifying thing.
An Chen heard that in Kyushu, even if a Cultivator killed a Mortal, they wouldn’t have to pay with their life; at most, they would compensate the family with some money or something. Even more, if they killed, they killed, and didn’t care about anything.
This inequality in identity and status naturally led to the phenomenon of Mortals being polite to Cultivator.
After all, if they didn’t serve well, it meant death.
An Chen secretly sighed in his heart.
Although Kunpeng Organization is now at least helping Zhou Limin settle down, and may even allow them to obtain stable jobs and ways of making a living in the future, he felt that in chaotic Kyushu, Kunpeng Organization might not be able to protect all Transcendents.
After all, no one can be sure that there won’t be an unexpected disaster tomorrow.
“Brother Chen?”
“Hm?”
An Chen couldn’t help but be lost in thought until Zhou Xin Xin called out, bringing him back to his senses.
“Were you even listening to me seriously?!”
Zhou Xin Xin seemed a little angry, pouting and puffing out her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, I got distracted just now.”
An Chen felt a little ashamed, then scratched his head.
“Brother Chen, what do you think Kyushu is like? Would it be fun to become a Transcendent?”
An Chen smiled bitterly.
Transmigration, how could a little girl like her endure it?
