Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 551 - 101_5

Chapter 551: Chapter 101_5

As the landlord of this dormitory, he had the keys.

He packed two sets of clothes and toiletries for Lin Shuyou, placed them in a basin, walked out of the dorm building, and picked up some food and drinks from the store.

When checking the account again, Lu Yi wondered, "Why didn’t you take more just now?"

"Whatever I take has to be put on Aunt Liu’s table."

"What?"

"Nothing, from now on, if you come back late from inventory and the dorm door is locked, just mention my name."

"You’re already familiar with the new dormitory aunt? You’re pretty quick. Last night when she was checking rooms, her voice was really loud, and everyone said she had a bad temper."

"It’s okay, her husband just cheated on her, she’s in a bad mood recently, she’ll get over it soon."

"No way, how do you even know that?"

"Um."

"Then, you must get along with your counselors pretty well, right?"

"Not familiar enough yet."

He didn’t participate much in military training, and he did have dinner and drinks with the previous counselor, then she became a deceased counselor.

"You’d better hurry, I see you’re busy, and you’ll inevitably skip classes. It would be handy to have a good relationship for permissions."

"I don’t really need that..."

Before he could finish speaking, he thought carefully, Brother Xiao Yuan could skip classes as he liked, covered by Mr. Luo, but if he followed suit too frequently, it might leave a bad impression on Mr. Luo. What if he didn’t take him on projects?

To be safe, he had to pull some strings. After all, Yuanzi, dad, and mom got their own resources, better to have his own.

"Alright, I’ll do it, I’m heading out then."

Knowing Brother Xiao Yuan was at Grandma Liu’s, Tan Wenbin wasn’t in a hurry to head there, as he didn’t want to see those two struggling in their training.

When he came back to the infirmary, entering the room, he found Lin Shuyou soundly asleep, even snoring.

"Recovering well?" Tan Wenbin touched his abdomen, "Maybe, should I get a tattoo too?"

Although he knew the tattoo wouldn’t really affect him, it could have a psychological effect.

Tan Wenbin turned to look at the curtain of the neighboring bed, pulled it aside, and found an empty bed.

Yawning, he put down the things and walked out of the room, heading downstairs.

He had just left when two dusty figures appeared at the staircase.

One with silver hair but spirited, the other middle-aged but still burly.

"Master, is it him?"

"He does show signs of martial training in his body, and his Spiritual Sense is okay, but all in all, he’s still too ordinary, not him."

"Pity, Ah You stubbornly refuses to tell us, even keeps saying that he has found a great opportunity for us, asking us to prepare a new page in his family registry."

"Ah You is a good kid, just too stubborn, following one track mind, which makes it easy for others to deceive and use him."

"I’ve noticed, Ah You has recently been injured twice, he’s been used by someone else twice."

"Hmph, following him, I want to see who dares to order our child around, thinking the General lacks a temper?"

...

Li Zhiyuan slept until the afternoon, unavoidably, because last night’s efforts were indeed too draining.

After waking up, he first took a bath.

The clothes newly made by Grandma Liu had arrived, and he immediately changed into them.

The meal was modest, lentil rice with some pickles.

The reason was that Aunt Liu’s senses like taste and smell were currently disrupted, temporarily unfit for cooking.

This led to a recent decline in the living standards of Grandma Liu’s household.

Fortunately, while eating, Alii sat beside him, peeled a salty duck egg for him, effectively adding two dishes to the meal.

Due to the bad weather, Li Zhiyuan didn’t go out with Alii to the terrace but instead went to the study and handed over the chess-sized bone to Alii, then he talked about what happened last night.

Alii held the bone, looking up seriously, listening to the young man’s narration, her eyelashes flickering intermittently, a continuous response to the young man.

After finishing the talk, Li Zhiyuan reached out, taking Alii’s hand.

The original haunting and wolfish howls turned into whispering.

Liu Yumei was right, indeed, it was a group of soft-fearing hard bullies.

Underworld.

Alii welcomed Li Zhiyuan into her heart.

The same flat house, the same broken plaque.

The difference was, outside the threshold, besides the original empty ground, a ring of grey-white mist appeared around.

In this fog, ghostly shadows and rustling sounds were visible.

They all hid inside here.

Granny Yu had disappeared, but outside the threshold on the ground, there still was a white lantern left.

Li Zhiyuan lifted the lantern, the light self-ignited, casting a ghastly pale glow while the curse words originally on it had vanished.

The young man, holding the lantern, surveyed the surroundings,

and asked:

"Who wants to be next?"

The whispering paused suddenly, then after a long time, it resumed, but no longer as dense as before.

Having waited a long time, no one volunteered to step out of the mist.

Li Zhiyuan turned around, inserting the white lantern in the wall crevice.

The lantern had to be kept there because in the future, he needed to carry it, walking into the mist to pull out the hiding entities.

He didn’t do so now because Run Sheng and Yin Meng’s special training hadn’t finished, and he lacked two assistants by his side.

And every time a new wave rolled out, there was a brief calm period, offering time to catch breath and lick wounds.

Moreover, because he had solved a problem in advance, like turning in papers early, he had even more resting time before the new wave arrived.

Currently, even if he carried the lantern and caught someonenfrom the mist, without the push of the river, it wouldn’t appear before him.