"Alright, I'm waiting for you to pay me back!"

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a gun, and tossed it over. "Here's something for you. It was a pain in the ass to get you, you little bastard, here. Don't just die out there for no good reason."

"Thanks."

The young man caught the gun, skillfully checked and operated it, then slipped it into his pocket.

And just like that, he turned and walked away.

Even though it was his first time in this country and this place, he seemed to have already found where he needed to go, without hesitation, without doubt.

The captain of the sampan was silent for a long time.

"Kids these days, they're scarier than ever, damn it."

He sighed, started the motor, and went back to his boat.

The waiting crew looked at the empty boat and the captain's spotless clothes, slightly taken aback.

"Really, you let him go?"

"What else? Blow up with him?"

The captain waved his hand, losing interest, "Someone like that who heads straight for Xinquan the moment he lands, there's no need to mess with such a nutcase."

Besides, this kind of thing... it's not the first damn time!

In the past, he thought they were just rumors and tales among peers, but he never expected he'd encounter such an outrageous situation himself.

Damn, this is nuts.

Why is it that these days, all sorts of weirdos are heading to Xinquan?

.

.

Crossing the desolate front beach, skirting the edge of the swamp, climbing over two mountains, he stepped onto the dusty road where cars came and went, honking incessantly.

Luckily, he flagged down a junkman's truck, and with the help of his 'explosive ticket' and 'bullet pass', after declining the local-style invitation, he hitched another ride.

There were more and more shanties in the wilderness.

Gradually becoming lively, gradually bustling.

Finally, he stood in front of a strange gate, where modified cars with stickers waited at the barrier for passage; they lined up, waiting silently at the back.

Behind him, a sleepy child finally woke up, eyes wide with bewilderment yet unable to see clearly: "Bro, where is this?"

"Xinquan, where we'll be living in the future." The young man thought for a moment, then smiled, "Our... home."

The child was silent for a moment, then softly asked, "Will there be a home here?"

"There will be, for sure!"

The young man firmly assured, then stepped forward, speaking to the person inside the gatehouse: "I'm looking for Mr. Ji. We have an appointment!"

"You?"

The guard raised an eyebrow slightly, glancing at the young man's appearance, a bit surprised yet not unusual, and led them to the nearby hall, where someone was already waiting with a list in hand.

Not condescending due to age, the clerk adjusted their glasses, "What's your name, little brother?"

"Yan Fei."

The young man lifted his head proudly, "Yan as in color, Fei as in non."

"Ah, found you. You're indeed on the list, and quite high up." The clerk flipped through the sheet, smiling slightly, "Sorry, Mr. Ji isn't in Xinquan right now, but he mentioned you and already gave instructions."

Speaking of which, after rummaging through the nearby shelves for a long time, they found a bunch of stuff: "This is a meal card, this is the key to your dorm, a double room, this is... uh, an explosion-proof box."

Yan Fei was taken aback, puzzled, "Explosion-proof what?"

"Ahem, an explosion-proof box."

The clerk coughed awkwardly a couple of times, "I don't quite understand either, but he said you might need it. His exact words were: 'This little brat should understand.'

"..."

Yan Fei fell silent, hesitating for a long time, before reluctantly taking out a bundle of explosives from his pocket and placing it inside.

The clerk nodded, glanced through their records, and conveyed Mr. Ji's words: "Who are you trying to fool? What else do you have?"

"..."

So, Yan Fei dawdled, pulling out a small bag with great reluctance and put it in, annoyed: "Is that enough now?"

The clerk also started to sweat, waved over a colleague, who immediately took the box outside, and soon a detonation roar came from afar.

Even with all the crazy tricks they've seen these days, this explosive maniac was still a bit unsettling.

"Wait a moment, these and these, all of these are special instructions from Mr. Ji just for you. Others don't get them."

The clerk piled box after box on the table, forming a small mountain: "Don't worry if it's hard to carry, someone will help you transport them later.

Come, sign here to receive them."

Yan Fei's facial muscles twitched wildly.

Instinctively, he had a bad feeling about this, especially when he opened a box and found it full of textbooks and worksheets, he started to sweat.

Oh no...

He's jumped into the fire pit!

"Can I refuse them?" His expression twitched as he asked in vain resistance.

The clerk didn't speak, only smiled.

It wasn't until Yan Fei painfully signed his name on the paper that the clerk with a smile delivered the final bad news: "Mr. Ji said when he returns, he will conduct random checks—'You understand the consequences of failing, right?'"

Thus, Yan Fei wished even more for death.

Nothing left to live for.

But finally, what was handed over was a medical consultation card.

"And this, Secretary Yu recently organized a consultation. If you take a right ahead you'll see it, just go directly to Dr. Xie, tall and thin, very noticeable."

The clerk completed the final instructions, waved goodbye.

Only Yan Fei stared blankly at the consultation card in his hand, for a long time, finally coming to a reaction.

Temporarily forgetting the towering pile of textbooks, joyfully picking up his brother, heading in the direction pointed, steps light and brisk.

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