A Glance Back

Little Doudou had left, and Shen Bing wasn't worried.

After spending the past few days together, Shen Bing knew how much ferocious strength lurked beneath Little Doudou's frail appearance.

He could easily clear walls three or four meters high, leap more than ten meters in a single bound, and slash through metal and stone with his claws.

And his speed? Even a sports car at full throttle couldn't catch him. On top of that, his nose was keener than a dog's, and he was as smart as a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old.

He was no ordinary cat... Well, obviously. He was a Cat Demon from the Immortal Realm.

With some free time on his hands, Shen Bing decided to visit the university.

Staring at his phone screen in the rental apartment was getting old, and too much computer time wasn't good for his eyes either. He figured he'd go to the university and learn something.

He stopped by the dorm first. Sun Li was inside playing games, but the other two were nowhere to be seen.

"Huh? Our big boss has time to come back today?" Sun Li exclaimed when he saw Shen Bing.

Shen Bing rolled his eyes. "Just checking in so you animals don't forget me. Where'd the other two go?"

"One's busy chasing someone to mate with. The other's raising his market value so he can fetch a better price."

After a little more banter, Shen Bing headed straight for the library.

As he passed the university gymnasium, Shen Ice spotted a graceful young woman approaching from a distance.

All right, she wasn't alone. Two other people were walking with her, but beside her exquisite beauty, Shen Bing barely noticed them.

Her eyes were clear and bright beneath gently arched brows. Long lashes trembled slightly, a faint blush warmed her flawless fair skin, and her delicate lips were soft as rose petals.

With her pale green dress, she looked almost otherworldly...

Beautiful things drew the eye. Who could blame him?

She's really gorgeous, Shen Bing thought. Then he shook his head regretfully, resentment welling up inside him.

He knew her. She was Wang Yanxi, the campus beauty who had clung to his arm the other day and declared she wanted to be his girlfriend.

She probably didn't remember him anymore, though.

Shen Bing looked away and headed toward the library, his mind at ease.

With the Gate to the Immortal Realm in his possession, what money or beauties couldn't he have?

Yet as they passed each other, Shen Bing couldn't resist looking back at her.

At that very instant, Wang Yanxi looked back too. Their eyes met.

Oh! She had smiled at him.

At last, Shen Bing understood the poem about a beauty whose smile outshone all others. Those lines might as well have been written for her.

Though calling Wang Yanxi "that chick" was probably a little rude.

No, that wasn't right. If not for her, how would he have failed that job interview?

She was trouble—the sort of beauty who could bring a kingdom to ruin. As for the rest of that saying... no, that part didn't fit.

Shen Bing pushed the stray thoughts aside and smiled back.

From her expression, he could tell she remembered what had happened that night. The sudden flush on her lovely face gave her away.

But remembering was all it meant. A blush didn't mean she had feelings for him.

Any young woman would blush if she remembered grabbing a man's arm and calling him her boyfriend.

They walked past each other without a word.

Shen Bing's thoughts were a little muddled, but his formidable powers of deduction soon led him to conclude that she had merely been saying hello.

Get a grip. One smile and your heart skipped a few beats. With that verdict on himself, Shen Bing put the matter out of his mind.

A day in the Library was tedious yet fascinating.

The tedious part was hauling books around and turning pages. The fascinating part was the knowledge he absorbed.

Shen Bing was now focusing on image processing.

Image processing was at the heart of the Over-the-Horizon Telescope Manufacturing Technology. Glass lenses alone could never produce images of things a thousand miles away.

The applications of Image Processing Technology were also extremely broad; it could be used in industries ranging from navigation and security to computers and mobile devices.

The image-processing technology Shen Bing had obtained was absolutely incredible—a genuine breakthrough beyond anything currently available.

Just think: it could reconstruct an image from faint, blurry light arriving from a thousand miles away. No one could call that unimpressive.

For now, though, Shen Bing couldn't understand the technology. He needed to master existing image-processing methods before tackling anything more advanced.

As for what product Phantom Immortal Technology would launch next... well, Shen Bing hadn't thought about it.

He hadn't even sold a single batch of Illusion Immortal Glass yet. Planning the next product already would be getting ahead of himself.

Shen Bing was probably the only person who could flip through a thousand books in a day. He had become a peculiar attraction at the University of Electronic Science and Technology's library. Even students who rarely visited came by now and then to marvel at the... lunatic.

Doing it for one day could pass for research. Doing it for more than ten days meant something was wrong with his head.

That evening, Shen Bing left the university at a leisurely pace.

When he returned to the rental apartment, a burly man was in the living room: his roommate.

They had lived under the same roof for over ten days, yet Shen Bing knew nothing about him except his name, Li Xiao.

The total number of words they'd exchanged was... no, they hadn't spoken a single sentence.

The guy was strange.

At the moment, Li Xiao was fiddling with a backpack half as tall as he was, getting ready to go out.

Who knew what was inside it?

Shen Bing ignored him and opened his bedroom door. The moment he did, he heard the rapid clatter of keys.

Little Doudou was back.

Only Shen Bing had a key to the room, and Little Doudou was the only other one who could get in. He didn't need a key.

"Little Doudou, how'd it go?"

"Little Doudou was on the job. What could possibly go wrong?"

"Tell me."

"See for yourself. I typed it all up for you. Little Doudou's going to eat fish now... Master, don't forget to get me an Immortal Fish."

Judging by his expression, he clearly didn't trust Shen Bing to remember.

Seriously, was this little guy even a cat?

"Off you go!"

Shen Bing scooped Little Doudou up with one hand and tossed him aside. Then he sat down to examine what the little fellow had produced.

It was an ordinary Word document with unremarkable contents. But the fact that a kitten had typed it made it the stuff of legend.

Shen Bing read the entire document carefully, and anger flared inside him.

Lin Zijian's father owned Tianxiang Special Glass Manufacturing Company, a publicly traded company with a market value approaching thirty billion yuan. The Lin Family held twenty percent of its shares, making it the largest shareholder.

The company owned more than a dozen sizable factories. Its main business was producing LCD substrates, though one facility, Good Fortune Glass Factory, made glass curtain walls.

With Lin Zijian about to graduate, his father, Lin Tianxiang, had put him in charge of the glass curtain wall business.

Lin Zijian wasn't Lin Tianxiang's only son. For the sake of his future, he needed to prove himself.

After learning about the Nancy Building project, he had approached Young Master Yu.

Young Master Yu was the son of a Nancy Group director. His family was worth over a billion yuan, but his monthly allowance was only a little over a hundred thousand.

For someone who spent money like water, that wasn't enough. So when Lin Zijian offered him a three-million-yuan payoff, he agreed.

The Nancy Building was a multibillion-yuan project. With his connections, getting a contract worth a few tens of millions awarded to someone was no problem, especially since Good Fortune Glass Factory's products were reasonably priced and of decent quality by industry standards.

What they hadn't expected was for a freak like Shen Bing to step in and change everything.

After Young Master Yu told Lin Zijian what had happened, Lin Zijian wasn't angry in the slightest. He was thrilled. Once he saw the glass sample, he practically wanted to worship Young Master Yu.

Young Master Yu might not have understood the glass's value, but Lin Zijian had grown up in a family whose fortune was built on glass. He spotted the business opportunity at once.

He immediately had someone take the sample to Good Fortune Glass Factory to analyze its composition and reverse-engineer the production process.

As he saw it, a product made in a tiny workshop couldn't involve any particularly sophisticated manufacturing process. At most, there might be some trick to the formula.

But Good Fortune Glass Factory couldn't reverse-engineer the process from the glass's composition. So Lin Zijian had a trusted subordinate hire someone to steal the technical documents from Illusion Immortal Glass Factory.

The attempt had failed.

Of course, Lin Zijian had no intention of giving up. He planned to send someone to meet the person in charge of Illusion Immortal Glass Factory tomorrow, hoping to buy its manufacturing technology—or even acquire the entire Glass Factory.

If Lin Zijian hadn't still been stuck in the hospital, he probably would have gone himself.

"Heh. Then I'll meet them tomorrow," Shen Bing said with a cold laugh.

The next day, before Shen Bing heard anything from Lin Zijian's side, Wang Sheng called him.

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