Chapter 57: 57. Teach Long legged Sister
Linjiang City.
Eight o’clock in the evening.
The city was now beautifully lit up for the night.
The "flight" Yang Fan was on, the Peregrine, after less than two hours of continuous flying, finally arrived above the Yue Bay District.
At this moment, the city was shrouded in a misty night rain scene.
"Coo-ee!"
The Peregrine Falcon Needle Eye let out a cry, beginning to circle in the sky.
Yang Fan grasped the teleportation vessel, and his figure instantly vanished without a trace.
A moment later.
His figure silently appeared at his home.
"Meow~"
The first kid called out and quickly dove under the sofa, the territory it had marked out for itself.
With the help of his feline partner’s eyes, Yang Fan could observe everything at home effortlessly, making the return naturally easy.
He looked around and smiled: "Finally back."
Only after returning to his home did he truly relax.
"Bang! Bang!"
The familiar sound of footsteps came from upstairs.
Yang Fan put down his backpack and looked slightly upwards.
He had already recognized them as Zhao Xiaolong’s footsteps.
Soon.
The child’s voice came: "Sis, it seems Yang Fan didn’t leave the house at all today."
Zhao Xiaoying’s tone carried annoyance: "Why are you telling me this? Whether Yang Fan goes out or not has nothing to do with me!"
Zhao Xiaolong, being young, didn’t understand the principle of "seeing through but not speaking through": "Then why are you always looking out the window? You think I can’t tell..."
The sentence went unfinished.
It got interrupted.
"Whoosh~"
That was the sound of the wind.
"Ah!"
That was the scream of a child.
"Alright, alright, you two stop it."
Finally, it was the voice of a helpless woman.
In Yang Fan’s mind, a picture instantly formed:
Zhao Xiaoying had kicked up a swirl of wind, skimming past her brother’s nose.
Zhao Xiaolong, terrified, screamed and immediately adopted a "head-hugging squat" defense.
Their mother, Zhao Aixia, then stepped between the two, separating them.
Yang Fan couldn’t help but smile: "The Wind Spirit Superpower is certainly more useful than I imagined."
Before merging this superpower, he couldn’t have determined what was happening just by the sound of the wind.
He thought for a moment and then activated his superpower to share the vision of the squirrel Damao.
The image of Zhao Family’s four members instantly appeared in his sight.
Zhao Xiaoying’s graceful figure was still as conspicuous as ever, impossible to ignore.
Especially her long legs, where beauty and strength merged perfectly, leaving a strong impression.
Yang Fan glanced over and sighed: "Long-legged Sister’s superpower potential seems to have improved a lot."
He estimated and nodded slightly: "In half a month to twenty days, she should be able to awaken a type of physical Element superpower."
With his current powerful eyesight, barely anyone on Canglan Star could match him, so this judgment could not be wrong.
After resting for a while.
Yang Fan lay on the sofa and began using the Tracing Technique to temper his mind.
Namely:
Using spiritual power as a pen, tracing two Primordial Star Formations.
Half an hour had passed.
Yang Fan suddenly noticed something strange: "The growth of the attributes is too fast, and the floating state of my spiritual power seems to have improved a bit."
This was evidently the effect of the Tracing Technique.
He looked surprised: "Originally, I thought it would take at least a week for my body to recover. Now it seems three days will be enough."
Yang Fan sat up and murmured softly: "It seems the mysteries of the Primordial Star Formation are much more than I anticipated."
"Thud! Thud!"
The light footsteps came again from the rooftop.
The rhythm of the footsteps was noticeably steadier than that of ordinary people.
It was indeed Long-legged Sister’s footsteps.
Yang Fan suddenly had a whimsical idea: "I’ve been pondering the Primordial Star Formation these past few days and have come up with a few rudimentary training methods. Why not use Zhao Xiaoying as a test subject to refine them?"
He made a decision in his heart: "Let’s do it."
*
In the dead of night.
Zhao Xiaoying let out an even breath.
Damao climbed out of the squirrel’s nest, deftly reaching the side of Long-legged Sister’s pillow, and gently waved its fluffy big tail.
An invisible splash of spiritual light emerged from the squirrel’s body and entered Long-legged Sister’s forehead.
Not long after.
Zhao Xiaoying’s eyeballs began to move, and then she had an extraordinarily strange dream.
In the dream.
The rain poured down heavily.
She stood on the rooftop of a twelve-story building, practicing a few strange moves alongside a blurry figure.
Countless rain droplets fell down, but around the blurry figure, not a single drop landed.
Unaware of how much time passed.
Zhao Xiaoying heard a voice: "Do you remember?"
She hurriedly replied: "I remember!"
Then.
The dream was covered by the rain curtain.
Zhao Xiaoying suddenly woke up.
She recalled the scenes from her dream, a bit puzzled: "Why would I have such a dream?"
The sky was still dark at this time.
The sound of raindrops pattering could be heard continuously.
Clearly, it was raining heavily outside.
Zhao Xiaoying couldn’t fall back asleep, so she decided to get dressed, got up, and started practicing the moves from her dream.
These moves were unbelievably clear, as if they were etched into her mind. She couldn’t resist trying them out.
After practicing repeatedly for over a dozen times.
Zhao Xiaoying was both surprised and delighted: "There seems to be a warm flow between my chest and abdomen, are these moves actually effective?"
Feeling a bit hot, she took off her outerwear and practiced only in her underwear.
Her pair of fair and long legs were even more striking.
Damao lay in the corner, staring at Zhao Xiaoying without blinking, acting as the living surveillance camera of its owner.
Downstairs.
Yang Fan looked at those long legs for a moment and consciously disconnected the mind link.
Although he was not a gentleman, he was not a pervert either and wouldn’t use his superpower for such boring matters.
He couldn’t help but shake his head: "Don’t just undress like that, what a bad habit!"
Yang Fan turned over and murmured: "It does stimulate superpowers, but there’s room for improvement. I’ll ponder it further tomorrow."
He closed his eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
After dawn.
Yang Fan had breakfast and went downstairs with a garbage bag to throw out the trash.
In the elevator hall on the first floor.
He happened to encounter the returning Zhao Xiaoying and her brother from their walk.
Zhao Xiaolong enthusiastically greeted him: "Hello, Brother!"
Zhao Xiaoying also nodded in greeting: "Morning!"
Yang Fan replied with a "Morning" and noticed something strange.
The gaze from Long legged Sister was a bit evasive, and her pretty face had a slight blush.
Yang Fan was utterly baffled.
What’s up with this girl today?
How weird!
But he didn’t think much of it and went on his way to throw out the trash.
Behind him.
Zhao Xiaoying seemed distracted.
She had one thought in her mind: "The blurry shadow teaching me in the dream, why does it kind of resemble Yang Fan?"
Although she couldn’t see the person’s face clearly, based on her extremely keen female intuition, this girl sensed something unusual.
Zhao Xiaolong noticed his sister’s odd behavior and curiously asked: "Sister, what’s wrong with you?"
Zhao Xiaoying was a bit slower to respond: "Nothing."
Zhao Xiaolong dared not ask further.
After returning home, Zhao Xiaoying went straight to the window, glanced down, and saw a familiar figure heading towards the community gate.
She murmured in a very low voice: "Going fishing this early again?"
Zhao Xiaolong, on the other hand, watched his sister’s back and quietly muttered: "Hypocritical woman!"
*
By the Lanjiang river.
The misty waves stretched far.
Due to the rapid rise in temperature, the ice layer on the river had melted, and Lanjiang had regained its surging momentum of "the river flows eastward".
Although Yang Fan couldn’t add points for the time being, it didn’t prevent him from catching fish to accumulate Spiritual Source Value.
He walked to the river embankment and encountered a familiar face - Old Gangster.
Old Gangster warmly greeted him: "Xiaoyang, where have you been having fun these days?"
Yang Fan cheerfully told the truth: "Busy killing mutated creatures, just completed a mission and came back to rest."
Old Gangster grumbled: "Get out of here, at such a young age, why are you full of nonsense?!"
Yang Fan kindly reminded him: "Uncle Gan, with the recent buzz about the poisonous mosquito, you’d better not come to the riverbank to fish."
Old Gangster patted his chest and exaggerated: "My rod sweeps across, enough to knock down celestial beings and Buddhas, let alone mere poisonous mosquitoes."
Yang Fan’s mouth twitched, thinking to himself: "When the poisonous mosquitoes come, you’d just be crying out in fear, how would you knock down celestial beings?"
He didn’t bother with Old Gangster anymore, walked along the river embankment for a while, and began fishing for Spiritual Source Value.
Meanwhile.
Yang Fan’s mind flew across the city to the Crow’s Nest on the other side.
Now, with Mr. Ghost temporarily stepping back, it was Mr. Spirit Crows’ time to shine.
Compared to a few days ago, the Dongling Park where the Crow’s Nest was located had changed significantly.
The entire park was completely sealed, with more cameras installed inside and outside.
In an open space a few hundred meters away from the Crow’s Nest, a large area of mobile prefab houses had been built.
A hundred meters around the Crow’s Nest, a beautiful metal fence had been erected.
Inside the fence were devices for automatically dispensing food and water, and there were even a few soldiers patrolling nearby.
This was clearly the handiwork of the Liren Special Team.
Yang Fan smiled: "The authorities seem to have greatly increased their attention to Mr. Spirit Crows."
He immediately issued an order: "Liu Hei, begin the operation."
Last night, he had another dream.
Even though he only dreamt about a trivial matter, he still planned to do something about it.
"Caw!"
The crow’s cawing began.
Spirit Crows Black no.6 took wing, flying towards the city’s East District.
The Liren personnel immediately noticed the anomaly.
Several drones ascended, tailing after Liu Hei.
Yang Fan revealed a playful smile: "I wonder if what I plan to do next, Liren will support me or oppose me?"
If they support, everyone can still be friends afterward.
If they oppose, he’d choose to part ways with them.
Yang Fan flicked out a fishing line, watched the hook drop into the water, and softly said: "Mr. Spirit Crows, has his own path."