Chapter 776: Chapter 776

At dawn, a ray of sunlight broke through after days of storms. At this moment, he was a hundred miles away from the Capital City.

Lin Yun was driving towards the country's new central research facility with a clear destination in mind.

The red and green lights meant nothing to Lin Yun anymore. On his way to the Capital City, he ran through 180 traffic lights in succession, blatantly violating traffic regulations, while over ten police cars chased him tirelessly from behind.

Traffic officers had issued hundreds of warnings through their megaphones, demanding that Lin Yun stop his car immediately and face punishment. Yet, Lin Yun's car did not stop; instead, it accelerated.

"In all my years working as a traffic officer, I've never encountered such an arrogant driver. He's tearing through the outskirts of the Capital City—hundreds of miles away—and has run through 180 red lights along this road! If we don't catch this kid today, he'll face fines worth tens of thousands, and we might as well quit our jobs after this."

The squad captain of the traffic police unit, sitting in the passenger seat of a police car, tapped his forehead with a hammer in frustration, showcasing an unusual headache.

Inside the vehicle, Lin Yun tightly gripped a purple box sitting on the driver's seat beside him. He had driven through the night, running red lights, just to make it to the research center and deliver the contents of the box on time.

Professor Chen had emphasized repeatedly that the contents were of extraordinary importance and value, urging everyone involved to ensure they reached the National Scientific Research Center safely.

Due to time constraints, Professor Chen hadn't had the chance to explain what exactly was inside the box. Lin Yun hadn't dared to open it, and Chen had left him with a dire warning: the box must be delivered to the new center within 24 hours, or an energy leak would cause irreversible catastrophe for the world.

That's why Lin Yun ran through the red lights without hesitation, entirely ignoring the pursuing police vehicles and their repeated warnings. This update ıs available on novelꞁire.net

Ahead lay the last tunnel leading into the Capital City. Through this tunnel, he could reach the city center and deliver the contents of the box to the national research center.

"Come on, Lin Yun. Professor Chen trusted you completely, he put his faith in you. Don't let him down." Lin Yun urged himself. Having accepted the mission, Lin Yun resolved to deliver the box's contents to the Capital City at all costs.

Lin Yun's car roared as it sped into the tunnel. Suddenly, night seemed to fall. Lin Yun turned on the headlights. This was the Beijing West Tunnel, stretching ten kilometers long. Even at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour, it would take six minutes to cross.

But oddly enough, after Lin Yun entered the tunnel, he couldn't hear the police sirens anymore. It was as if the police cars hadn't entered the tunnel after him.

Through the rearview mirror, Lin Yun looked back, seeing the entrance to the tunnel grow farther and farther away. Yet, there were no signs of police cars following him inside.

Although Lin Yun found this peculiar, he didn't dwell on it, as more significant national matters demanded his attention. He pressed down on the accelerator, preparing to race through the tunnel.

Under normal circumstances, the tunnel exit lights should have been visible within five minutes. However, Lin Yun had now been driving for 15 minutes and still couldn't see the tunnel's end.

Lin Yun frowned deeply, a sense of panic creeping up on him. In the pitch-black tunnel, it was natural to feel a fear of the unknown—especially for Lin Yun, who hadn't slept all night and had been driving nonstop.

"It must be a hallucination from fatigue. If I keep driving forward, I'll find the exit."

Lin Yun kept reassuring himself, trying to stay as clear-headed as possible. Still, his efforts offered little comfort. From the moment he entered the tunnel, nearly half an hour had passed, yet he remained within it. The tunnel seemed endless.

Cold sweat dripped from Lin Yun's forehead; this had already gone beyond what an ordinary person could endure.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"I need to get out, I have to get out!"

Slamming his foot on the gas, Lin Yun's car surged to a speed of 180 kilometers per hour. He drove until the fuel gauge needle reached empty, yet the tunnel exit remained nowhere in sight.

"Damn it, who built this god-forsaken tunnel? The car's out of gas!" With fury, Lin Yun slammed his fists against the steering wheel, glaring into the pitch-black tunnel ahead, overcome with despair.

Now, Lin Yun had no choice but to abandon the car. Grabbing the box, he stepped out. The car was useless to him now—he continued forward on foot. The tunnel ahead appeared straightforwardly linear. Lin Yun instinctively reached for his phone. The time displayed was ten o'clock in the morning, yet his signal bar read zero.

How could there be no signal in a mountain tunnel? Lin Yun took a deep breath, attempting to steady himself. Now stranded in the tunnel, his phone became the only source of hope and potential help.

"At least the battery still has charge… It'll last for another hour. I have to make use of it." Lin Yun trudged through the tunnel, holding his phone high, desperately searching for a signal.

No signal, still no signal. Lin Yun held the phone higher, hoping to find coverage by reaching a higher point. Yet, there was none.

Finally, the phone battery ran dry.

"This man—Lin Yun, again!" Lin Yun now sat in front of a mirror, scrutinizing his reflection from head to toe. The body looked strong and healthy, and the appearance wasn't bad either. Still, something felt wrong, as though his once-familiar abilities had vanished without a trace.

From Lin Yun's memories, he understood this world to be unfamiliar—one he didn't know. Yet, he was aware that the world was divided into upper and lower realms. The upper and lower realms coexisted distinctly. This particular man was the young master of the influential Lin Family in Heavenly Pavilion City, a noble household known for its wealth and status. At the age of 14, this family wielded immense power and lineage. Their ancestors had dabbled in magical trades and accumulated vast fortunes. The Heavenly Pavilion Lin Family ranked among the city's top three aristocratic clans, enjoying lofty prestige and prosperity.

"So it turns out he's a privileged young heir. Never would I have imagined that Lin Yun, in his previous life, would work so relentlessly to survive, only to wake up finding himself transformed into an affluent and idle young master." Lin Yun murmured introspectively as he stared at his shrinking form in the mirror.

Lin Yun was the sort of person who tended to adapt to new realities quickly. Now that fate had thrust him into this new role, he was determined to make the best of it. Though he might not have chosen this path, he so often accepted the inevitability of destiny—it was simply who he was.

A knock sounded from outside the door. Lin Yun awoke abruptly from his daze, shaking his head several times. He slapped his cheeks lightly with his palms, pulling himself back into focus.

"You're young, but you can rebuild your life in the theater. Since you're privileged, I'll take very good care of you. While there are still many questions lingering, let's discuss them later." Lin Yun rose from his trance, limping slightly as he prepared to open the door.

"Master Yun, may Little Yue come in?" A sweet voice from a young woman echoed outside.

Lin Yun sat upright, cleared his throat, and replied calmly, "Come in!"

The door creaked open, revealing an elegant young woman. Her bright eyes and charming smile lit up her face, while her silky hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall. She was delicate and enchanting, a stunning sight to behold.

Lin Yun gazed at her with a tinge of amazement, marveling at his luck. "So they treat me quite well here. Even the maids are absolutely beautiful," he thought.

"Master Yun, is your foot all right? Ah, you're badly injured! How could you get out of bed on your own? If the master finds out, please don't let it be because I failed to look after you…" Little Yue protested softly, her tone gentle yet scolding.

"I'm… I'm much better!" Lin Yun replied earnestly. In his previous life, at the age of 23, no woman had cared for him with such tenderness. Warmth flooded his heart in that moment. He thought back to his unfortunate relationships—though he'd had a girlfriend, she cared little for him, always taking, never giving.

"Master Yun, the healer mentioned that your leg injury is quite severe. He specifically instructed that you rest more to recover quickly. As they say, 'Hundred Days Muscle Bone Injuries'—your body needs ample time to regain strength. Ten days or less isn't sufficient for you to start walking again." Little Yue gently helped Lin Yun back into bed.

"All right, all right!" Lin Yun nodded repeatedly, savoring this unprecedented happiness. Though he hadn't expected to find himself in these circumstances, he couldn't deny that God had granted him good fortune. As Little Yue's fragrance wafted towards him, Lin Yun felt dizzy with elation, his heart racing like a galloping horse.