Chapter 526: Chapter 526

Mr. Jing hummed and then seemed to accept the situation. "This is my daughter, my dear daughter. How could she not leave some for me?"

The red BYD Song moved slowly along the pitch-black, muddy road, making SLOSHING sounds. The mud on the highway was already twenty centimeters deep and extremely sticky, making driving difficult.

The harsh weather outside contrasted sharply with the warmth inside the vehicle. Mr. Jing only turned on the heater when his daughter and wife were present.

Jing Shu lay sprawled in the back seat, warming herself up. Meanwhile, Fat Chicken, with a pork leg carefully suspended nearby, lay obediently in its custom-made mobile nest in the car, preening its feathers to make them look brighter and more beautiful. Fat Chicken’s shoes were neatly arranged underneath, a testament to its care not to dirty the car.

It was quite a clean old hen.

Two large suitcases were mounted on the roof.

The journey went smoothly, though it took a little longer than expected. By the time Jing Shu arrived, the team had already been waiting at South Mountain’s highway entrance for a while.

Their encampment was very conspicuous, especially on the bare South Mountain. As soon as the lights were turned on, their brightness could be seen from a kilometer away.

When Mr. Jing parked the car, Yang Yang had already come to greet them. He was stunned for a few seconds upon seeing Jing Shu. What does she mean by covering herself up so that only her eyes are visible? Is it really that cold? That’s an exaggeration; it’s just a little bit cold, he thought.

"The leader and the others arrived early and got a bit bored, so they went out for a walk. Hao Yunlai is sleeping in the car," Yang Yang said. Follow current novels on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩

Jing Shu thought, What is there to stroll through in this pitch-black darkness and mud?

Mr. Jing was as eager as a parent setting up a dorm room for their child starting university. After shaking hands with Yang Yang, he strenuously lifted Jing Shu’s suitcase down. Despite drinking Spiritual Spring water for a long time and growing considerably stronger, Mr. Jing still struggled; Jing Shu’s suitcase was simply too big and heavy.

Yang Yang tried to lift it but couldn’t, so he sensibly gave up on offering help.

"Should I put the stuff on this minibus?" Mr. Jing asked, holding the suitcase.

"Just put it in the luggage compartment; Jing Shu’s bed is over there." Yang Yang let out a quiet sigh of relief. Thankfully, Jing Shu hadn’t moved a mountain this time; her previous feat had clearly left a scar on him, though this load was still far from light.

Jing Shu quietly and gracefully followed Mr. Jing, with Fat Chicken obediently trailing behind her, as they boarded what looked like an ordinary minibus from the outside.

Jing Shu glanced at Yang Yang and shivered. It was several degrees below zero, yet Yang Yang was still wearing high-waisted leather boots, a thin leather jacket, and a stylish leather hat that showed off his slender figure. Isn’t he cold? He’s taking it too far; I just don’t get it, she thought.

Inside the minibus, a warm glow filled the air amidst comfortable temperatures and luxurious decorations. The electric doors closed slowly, completely sealing out the cold weather and enveloping everyone in a cozy, warm environment.

This is actually the legendary custom low-profile vehicle! I’ve heard that some powerful yet discreet individuals favor these minibuses that look modest on the outside but are luxurious and comfortable inside, Jing Shu realized.

Unlike ordinary minibuses, it had no seats and appeared to have been modified. The front half of the vehicle still contained the driving area and the entrance and exit doors. However, next to the co-pilot’s seat, not only was the fuel tank enlarged, but there was also an additional...

Jing Shu touched her chin. It looks like bicycle pedals. Are they supposed to exercise in the car?

A muscular, robust young man was sitting in the driver’s seat. Yang Yang immediately introduced him to Jing Shu, "This is one of the members of this operation, his name is Hong Bin."

Hong Bin greeted her shyly, his bashfulness in stark contrast to his physique. To everyone’s surprise, his voice was very soft, even carrying a childlike lilt.

Mr. Jing, with practiced ease, handed over an egg. "Please take good care of my daughter for me. Here, have a boiled egg to warm up."

Hong Bin, even more embarrassed as he held the egg, showed an innocuous little expression. "Don’t worry, we will definitely take extra care of our female comrades."

It’s just like bribing my dormitory mates at the beginning of the school year, Jing Shu thought, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

In the middle of the bus, against the wall, two sets of bunk beds had been installed. A foldable table and chairs occupied the center, and an LCD TV was mounted on top—it served as a multi-functional conference room.

"Just put the luggage in the connected luggage compartment. Jing Shu will take the lower bunk here, and I’ll sleep in the lower bunk next to it," Yang Yang said.

Everyone else’s luggage was already stowed—and there was a lot of it, leaving no more space. Jing Shu’s bags had to be placed next to the door, a consequence of her late arrival.

Panting and sweating after stowing the luggage, Mr. Jing then brought over Jing Shu’s personal luxury tent and began setting up her bed. Jing Shu stood behind him, smiling and watching her father bustle about, feeling like a well-behaved child who couldn’t lift a finger to help.

Hao Yunlai slept in the bunk above Jing Shu, sleeping like a log. Not even the loud noises could wake him. Since he didn’t seem to be having a nightmare, Jing Shu decided not to disturb his peaceful slumber.

Only when Mr. Jing finished setting up the tent, seeing that it offered complete privacy and was lined with warm, comfortable bedding, did he nod in satisfaction.

"Okay, Dad, don’t worry," she assured him. "You should head back now."

Mr. Jing made some more small talk with Yang Yang, then reluctantly left.

Yang Yang continued to brief Jing Shu about the bus, as they would be living in it for the coming days.

Honestly, being able to live inside the bus is already pretty good. The road ahead will be tough, and I’ve even prepared for the worst-case scenario of having to walk, Jing Shu thought.

"The rear half of the bus is filled with supplies and weapons: Compressed Biscuits and energy bars, as well as some gasoline and water. After all, we won’t have any resupply along the way. The higher-ups are counting on us to find the fleet, quickly deliver these supplies to them, and then figure out what exactly went wrong..." Yang Yang explained.

Jing Shu nodded in understanding. Our mission is to find them, ideally solve the problem, and return with the fleet. Even if we can’t resolve the issue, we need to deliver the food first and then call for rescue.

"Don’t worry, we’ve got a small satellite attached to the back of the bus, so we won’t lose contact again. As long as we find the fleet, half of the mission is complete," Yang Yang continued.

Jing Shu nodded, feeling quite relieved.

Yang Yang added, "We have limited water, so each person is only allowed 1 liter per day."

That’s no problem for me. Even if there isn’t enough to drink or use, I have water in my space that I can use stealthily, Jing Shu thought.

With everything important discussed, Jing Shu and Yang Yang began to gossip.

Across from the two sets of bunk beds lay an extravagantly luxurious space capsule, complete with a private partition.

"That’s our captain’s," Yang Yang explained.

I figured as much, Jing Shu thought, nodding. I noticed that ostentatious capsule as soon as I walked in. I mean, I brought a tent, but this? A capsule completely adorned with diamonds... Isn’t that too luxurious?

"They had it specially carried in here. I heard he takes it wherever he goes," Yang Yang said.

Definitely a spoiled rich kid, knowing how to enjoy life to the fullest... Jing Shu mused. "Speaking of which, this is much nicer than Wu You’ai’s. It looks like it has more space," she remarked, taking out her phone and snapping pictures. She had to show Wu You’ai.