Everyone has their own Opportunity, and Ye Xinning probably met someone who appreciated her.
An Chen carefully sensed it and suddenly realized that Ye Xinning had also entered the Realm of Cultivator at some point.
After returning, An Chen always kept his spiritual power restrained, suppressed his aura, and tried not to use spiritual power, so that people with lower Realms than him would not perceive his Cultivator identity.
And there were too few Cultivator on Earth, so he habitually treated the other party as a Mortal and did not specifically sense their aura.
Ye Xinning was just starting out as a Cultivator, only at Qi Refining First Stage, and judging by her expression, she probably wasn't aware of her Cultivator identity.
An Chen was quite curious about what kind of Spiritual Root Ye Xinning had.
To be appreciated by someone, it must be an in-grade Spiritual Root, most likely Medium Grade or above, right?
Thinking about the inexplicable things Ye Xinning had said before, An Chen immediately understood.
Ye Xinning was actually half a friend of An Chen's, having been deskmates for so long.
Knowing that Ye Xinning had also obtained her Opportunity and found a way to improve her life, An Chen was happy for her.
However... he still had to keep it a secret.
The two then didn't speak the whole morning; An Chen slept with his head on the desk, and Ye Xinning also slept for two hours, following his example.
In the afternoon, the two still didn't speak until after school, when Ye Xinning cautiously said, "See you tomorrow."
An Chen suddenly noticed her walking straight downstairs and heading out of the school gate.
"She's a day student now?"
An Chen muttered.
An Chen left school, and Su Xiaojiu was waiting for him across the street from the school; as soon as she saw him, she waved and greeted him.
"How long have you been waiting?"
"Not long."
An Chen looked her over and smiled:
"You must have been playing around nearby for a while, right? You certainly don't look like you've been waiting long."
Su Xiaojiu stuck out her tongue.
"Exactly, I just walked around!"
An Chen walked around her, checking if she had anything extra on her.
"Didn't steal anything, did you?"
"What kind of person do you take me for!"
Su Xiaojiu said indignantly, with her hands on her hips, feigning anger.
"You have a record."
An Chen glanced at Su Xiaojiu, disdainfully.
He remembered the shelf full of snacks, instant noodles, and drinks at the internet cafe; those things were now all in Su Xiaojiu's qiankun bag.
An Chen walked into a small supermarket, bought two bottles of soda, and gave one to Su Xiaojiu.
Su Xiaojiu had drunk this before; she really liked this kind of drink that made her stomach feel bloated and allowed her to burp.
"Burp--"
Su Xiaojiu chugged half a bottle, then opened her mouth and let out a long burp, after which she just kept giggling.
"Why are you acting like a little fool?"
"It's fun."
Su Xiaojiu rubbed her stomach and smiled.
"There are no such delicious and fun drinks in Jiuzhou; the elders either drink water, or tea, and sometimes things like spiritual fluid, which are beneficial for Cultivation and Realm improvement."
Su Xiaojiu took another big gulp of soda, and with that one gulp, the remaining small half bottle of drink was gone.
Su Xiaojiu held it in for a while before finally letting out a burp.
"Why did the second gulp have no Qi?" Su Xiaojiu looked at the empty bottle, somewhat dissatisfied: "The first gulp had so much Qi, but the second gulp only had a little left."
"When you open the bottle, the Qi will escape. The longer the soda sits, the less Qi it has, which is why the first gulp tastes good, and the rest is more like sweet water. You can understand it as striking while the iron is hot, then fading, then exhausting."
"I've heard that phrase! I saw it when I was scrolling on my phone a couple of days ago!"
"You can actually find such cultured videos?"
"Who are you looking down on!"
The two walked away, chatting and laughing, while in an alleyway in the distance, a pair of eyes stared intently at their retreating figures.
...
An Chen took Su Xiaojiu directly to the nearest subway station, rode the subway to the nearest station near the electric wheelchair manufacturer's shipping warehouse, and then transferred to a shared bicycle, riding all the way there.
"You actually learned it on your first try?"
An Chen was greatly surprised, watching Su Xiaojiu get on the bike and ride it after only wobbling twice.
"This... this isn't that difficult! It's just that two wheels are hard to balance, I just need to ride faster..."
But as she spoke, she fell to one side, almost hitting her head on the ground.
"Alright, I spoke too soon."
However, Su Xiaojiu did learn to ride a bike quickly; within five minutes, she could stably ride behind An Chen.
Ten minutes later, the two had already arrived at the warehouse entrance.
The merchant had left An Chen a phone number, so An Chen called it.
The call connected, and An Chen saw a person run out from inside, waving and saying:
"Over here, over here!"
An Chen then hung up the phone and walked over with Su Xiaojiu.
"Uh, did you two order this wheelchair?"
Seeing that the visitors were two such young people, the merchant was a bit surprised, thinking he had assumed it was a collective purchase by a nursing home or some other unit, but he didn't expect it to be two young people who looked quite agile.
"You two... have such a big demand?"
An Chen said nothing, took out his phone, silently opened their chat interface, and then immediately transferred half of the money.
"It's me, you don't need to worry."
"Okay... you two just follow me."
The merchant looked at the two suspiciously, then turned around half-believingly and walked towards one of the warehouses.
He skillfully opened the warehouse door and led the two inside; there were not only their goods but also goods stored by other merchants.
However, the area where the electric wheelchairs were stored was relatively close to the main door.
"They're right here. How do you two plan to take them? Do you have a truck?"
The boss looked at the street outside the warehouse; there was no sign of a truck behind the low wall of the warehouse district.
These were thirty electric wheelchairs, thirty large cardboard boxes, each weighing several kilograms; one person could carry at most two or three, and without a truck, they couldn't be moved at all.
"Do you want me to call a freight service for you?"
"No need, we have a car outside."
An Chen waved his hand, pulled out two large boxes from the shelf and placed them next to him, pointing to them and saying to Su Xiaojiu:
"You take this."
Then he pulled out two more boxes, picked them up himself, and walked out the door with swift steps.
The merchant watched this scene, muttering to himself.
This person made a girl carry such heavy things; he was quite handsome, but his emotional intelligence was not very good.
Even though he thought this, he still said:
"Then, do you want me to help..."
But both of them easily picked up the cardboard boxes; Su Xiaojiu even lifted it with one hand, her other hand merely resting on top to steady it.
"No need."
