Shock! Long Aotian Begins Redemption Plan!

Back to reality~

Ichinose Kaede, Ichinose Honami, holy crap!!

Once the realization hit, how could Long Aotian not know that this was the sister of that cute and innocent little girl?

Long Aotian had no intention of telling Ichinose Honami. After all, this matter had nothing to do with her; it was her sister and mother who had helped him, and she had no reason to thank him for anything.

Long Aotian was simply repaying the debt of saving his life that night.

Therefore, whether he said anything or not made no difference; it was of no consequence.

"Excuse me," Long Aotian said, looking at the girl blocking his path. He lifted the cake in his hand and added, "Could you please move aside? I still have things to take care of."

Perhaps realizing her behavior was rash, Ichinose Honami stepped back, though she still asked with a puzzled expression, "Sorry, my name is Ichinose Honami. What is your name, classmate?"

"Long Aotian." Seeing the girl step aside, Long Aotian replied and hurried away.

Ichinose Honami muttered to herself, "Long Aotian... Long Aotian! I remember now! It's him!"

When she looked back, Long Aotian's figure was nowhere to be seen.

By this time, Long Aotian was already rushing toward Sakura Airi's dormitory.

After arriving at the dorm, he gave the cake to Sakura, teased her a bit about the photos, and then left.

Returning to his own dorm, Long Aotian lay on his bed intending to sleep for a while, set his phone alarm for 3:00 AM, and drifted off.

As time passed...

The phone alarm rang, and Long Aotian got up, first preparing with some warm-up exercises.

He put on his night-ops gear, left his phone in the dorm, and placed a Flying Thunder God Mark on his bed.

[Ding! Mission: Complete Long Aotian's Redemption]

[Reward: Buff increased to 50% profit points]

Oh, a pleasant surprise!

The Long Aotian's Redemption plan officially begins!

Position 1 → Position 2 (rest 5 minutes) → Position 5 (rest about 10 minutes) → D Intersection → Buy laptop → Dorm (Flying Thunder God teleport back)

Teleporting to the side of the vending machine downstairs, Long Aotian avoided the cameras and ran to Position 1. Next was the dash from Position 1 to Position 2, which required sprinting at full speed the entire way.

There were two unavoidable cameras along the way, but by using [Speed: S+] to accelerate throughout, even if he were captured, it would only be a blurry image, and with the night-ops gear, it was basically impossible to identify him.

The night did not drape a silent veil over this vibrant land; instead, it made the red lights of the surveillance cameras even more conspicuous, like countless vigilant eyes monitoring every corner. Against this backdrop, Long Aotian, with his tall, upright posture, dressed in night-ops gear, and a rebellious glint in his eyes, stood at Position 1—a path half-hidden by several tall phoenix trees. Moonlight filtered through the sparse leaves, dappling his body and adding a touch of mystery to him.

A confident smile curled the corner of Long Aotian's mouth (Oh no! He's about to do the crooked-mouth smirk!), as if the adventure he was about to undertake was already well within his grasp. He scanned his surroundings, his gaze sweeping quickly and precisely over the location of every camera, having already mapped out the best path to avoid them in his mind.

With a soft exhale, he set off, his movements agile yet elegant, like a deer leaping through the woods. His figure wove skillfully between the shadows of trees and light; every turn and every stride avoided the surveillance range of the cameras perfectly, as if he were performing a silent dance, becoming one with the surrounding environment.

Finally, after a series of precise and fluid movements, Long Aotian arrived silently at Position 2—a relatively hidden corner surrounded by a row of low shrubs, far from the field of vision of the cameras. He stopped and lay down, panting slightly, but his eyes shone with excitement and satisfaction.

"Refreshing!"

At this moment, Long Aotian, resting at Position 2, heard footsteps passing by and muttered to himself, "What the hell? Someone is out this late?"

Fortunately, he was lying flat in the grass.

Long Aotian, exercising patience, did not rest for five minutes as planned, but instead lay there for half an hour before poking his head out to observe. Confirming no one was around, he quickly ran to Position 5, using the trees as cover.

Long Aotian reached Position 5 smoothly and continued to lie in the grass to rest. This place was quite remote, but Long Aotian did not let his guard down.

One shouldn't pop the champagne at halftime, lest they flip the car.

Moreover, the heavy-duty part was next: he had to swim across. If he ran out of stamina halfway, he would truly be risking his life.

Although he could teleport back to the dorm with Flying Thunder God and wouldn't lose his life, for the sake of safety, he still had to wait until he was fully recovered and adjusted to his peak state before starting the swim. With [Stamina: SS+], it should be no problem.

He rested for over half an hour this time, then got up to do some warm-up exercises.

He observed the wind direction and the waves on the water; everything was fine.

Taking a deep breath, he leaped forward, hitting the water with a "splash."

His hands paddled lightly, his feet kicked in coordination, and he swam freely in the water. Occasionally, he would poke his head out to breathe, the fresh air rushing into his lungs and bringing a hint of coolness.

The water surface was sometimes as flat as a mirror, sometimes as rapid as an arrow, but Long Aotian could always handle it easily with his extraordinary physical fitness and technique.

Swimming and swimming~

Suddenly! A hand reached out at the D Intersection and grabbed the steps. The short-haired youth climbed up from the water, soaked from head to toe. Not rushing to rest, he found a hidden spot to place a Flying Thunder God Mark.

Feeling the mark in his dorm, he activated the Flying Thunder God! He teleported back to the dorm, dried off, changed into a set of clothes (not his school uniform), and immediately teleported back to the D Intersection.

Wearing a mask, Long Aotian began his plan from the D Intersection to find a passerby to target.

He found a remote place without cameras where a drunk person happened to be lying motionless.

He fished the phone out of the person's pocket and turned on the screen. Fortunately, there was no lock screen password, otherwise, he would have had to keep looking for someone else.

After downloading the software and completing the real-name verification to log into the account, he was ready to make payments.

However, he had to finish everything before this person woke up. After placing a Flying Thunder God Mark on the passerby, Long Aotian left the scene directly.

Long Aotian stood before the mobile phone store, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door to his future plans. The store's lighting was soft, various mobile devices were arranged neatly on display stands, and the air was filled with an exciting atmosphere.

"This one is not bad." Long Aotian looked at the phone on display before him, turned to the clerk with satisfaction, and said, "I'll take this one, pack it up for me."

"Certainly, please wait a moment." Seeing the phone Long Aotian pointed to, the clerk turned to head to the warehouse to retrieve a new unit for packaging.

Just as the clerk was about to return, Long Aotian shook his head and remarked, "What a pity."

"Customer, is there something you are dissatisfied with?" Seeing Long Aotian shake his head, the clerk asked hurriedly.

"It's a pity that this new phone doesn't have a SIM card, and I don't have the time to go get one, so I don't want this phone anymore." Long Aotian tossed the problem back to the clerk.

"This..." The clerk was a bit anxious; after all, selling a phone meant earning a commission.

Seeing the clerk take the bait, Long Aotian offered a suggestion.

"Since I don't have time to go get a SIM card, how about this: you give me your SIM card. I buy the phone and get the SIM card to go with it; wouldn't that be perfect?" Long Aotian looked at the clerk, and without giving him much time to think, immediately added, "I won't take it for free. Based on the value of the time it would take me to go get a SIM card, I'll pay you 20,000 yen."

The clerk hesitated for a moment but eventually agreed. After all, there was a commission to be made, and a SIM card was worth so much money—how could he refuse?

For Long Aotian, this deal wasn't a loss either. The clerk made money, and Long Aotian was definitely not losing out by making the clerk take the fall.

When trouble eventually arose, people would trace the phone number and use technology to identify the registered owner. It wouldn't be Long Aotian, so even if they came to make an arrest, they would be grabbing the clerk. It had nothing to do with Long Aotian.

The clerk thought Long Aotian was a fool with too much money, while Long Aotian used the clerk as a human shield; both parties were very satisfied.

Stepping out of the phone store, Long Aotian checked the time: 5:30 AM. Escaping the school had taken up most of the time, and the sun was about to rise. Next on the agenda was buying a computer.

The process of buying a laptop went smoothly, and it was time to wrap things up.

Finding a secluded spot, Long Aotian inserted the SIM card into his new phone, downloaded the software, logged into his account, and then performed a factory reset on the passerby's phone.

A passerby? You're so high and mighty!

Using Flying Thunder God to appear beside the passerby, he placed the phone nearby. Mission accomplished.