Fast Travel Absurdity Sutra

The night was as dark as ink, quietly covering the streets of the capital. Only in the Zhou family's house, the dim light shone through the window paper, casting a warm halo, like a cozy island in the world.

Inside the house, Lantian and his parents sat around an old but cleaned round table. The table was filled with steaming food. The rising steam blurred everyone's vision, but also gave off the long-lost smell of home.

Zhou Mingguo sat upright in the main seat, even though one of his legs could only be stretched forward stiffly due to a previous injury and could not bend freely.

One of his arms seemed a little unsteady, but he still persevered and struggled to pick up the chopsticks with his relatively flexible hand.

He had a smile on his face, his eyes filled with endless love, and he frequently put various delicious dishes into the bowls and plates in front of Lantian.

"Tiantian, come on, eat more! You're running around outside, so it's hard for you to enjoy the steaming, fragrant, delicious meals at home."

Zhou Mingguo spoke softly, his words filled with deep love and concern for his daughter.

At this time, Wan Wan, who was standing aside, also had a loving look on her face.

She kept pushing the plates of sumptuous dishes towards Lantian, muttering to herself:

"That's right, the child's father is absolutely right! Tiantian, you must enjoy these delicacies and try to replenish all the nutrients your body has been lacking during this period!"

Hearing his parents' caring words and actions, Lantian couldn't help but look up, his eyes slowly sweeping across the two familiar and kind faces in front of him.

When she saw her father struggling to get food for her despite being injured, and her mother happily pushing the plate forward, her eyes gradually became moist and slightly red.

At this moment, a complex emotion surged in my heart - there was both deep sadness in my heart and the warmth brought by being surrounded by the deep love of my parents.

When he came back this time, Lantian did not restrain his original owner's instinctive reaction at all.

Only these reactions can completely conceal her emotions and make her more like the original owner.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to resonate with the original owner's parents on her own.

Lantian wanted to ask again why her parents were injured, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back. She just smiled and nodded, buried her head in the food in the bowl, and decided to hide this doubt in her heart for the time being, and let this rare reunion moment be pure and beautiful.

While Wan Wan turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare food, Lantian seized the opportunity and quickly took out some spiritual spring water from the space.

She carefully poured the spiritual spring water into her parents' cups while they were not paying attention. She watched the spring water blend into the tea in the cups, becoming colorless and tasteless, and only then did she feel relieved.

Then, when helping Wan Wan bring the dishes back to the table, Lantian calmly sprinkled the spiritual spring water on several plates of steaming food, silently praying in his heart that the spiritual spring water could help his parents recuperate and dispel their pain.

After dinner, Wan Wan got up to clean up the dishes, and Lantian hurried to help.

However, Wan Wan and Zhou Mingguo both strongly opposed it, so Lantian had to give up.

The family sat for a while, talked about some family matters, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

Lantian lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. His mind kept circling around the fact that his parents were injured and the strangeness that the arrogant Ergou had noticed when he checked on them last time.

Just as she was daydreaming, she suddenly heard a subtle but alert noise coming from her parents' room next door.

Lantian's heart tightened and he quickly got up, tiptoed to his parents' door, and put his ear to the door to listen.

At first, there was a suppressed cough, followed by Wan Wan's low exclamation:

"Old man, why are you... sweating all over and smelling weird?"

Zhou Mingguo also gasped and replied:

"That's what I wanted to say. Aren't you also..."

Lantian's mind skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

She expected that the spiritual spring water would help her parents detoxify, but she didn't expect them to react so violently, and the smell was likely to fill the entire house.

Sure enough, after a while, the strange smell broke through the barrier of the door and spread throughout the house.

Lantian frowned and quickly shut all the doors and windows. Fortunately, it was the middle of the night and most of the other residents in the compound were asleep. If this had happened during the day, he wouldn't know how to explain it to anyone.

At this time, she couldn't rush into her parents' room and could only pretend not to know.

At this moment, the parents' room was like a "battlefield". The two of them felt a hot current running around in their bodies, their whole bodies were sore and weak, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and the stench of the toxins that were constantly discharged made them almost nauseous.

But they were afraid of disturbing Lantian, so they endured the discomfort and clenched their teeth not to make too much noise.

At this time, many homes did not have flush toilets.

When people go to bed at night, they usually prepare a toilet in the room and then use the dry toilet when they get up the next morning.

Therefore, Zhou Mingguo and Wan Wan did not have to leave the house.

The two of them took turns defecating in the room.

However, the taste is really hard to describe!

Lantian wandered outside the door for a few times, knowing that going in at this moment would not only be of no help, but might also embarrass his parents, so he could only wait anxiously in secret.

Fortunately, as time went by, the strange smell gradually faded away, and the noise in my parents' room also subsided.

Lantian estimated that the detoxification process had come to a temporary end, so he pretended to be ignorant and asked softly:

"Mom and Dad, are you asleep? I think I heard some noise."

At this moment, Zhou Mingguo felt very energetic and relaxed all over.

He heard his daughter's question and replied awkwardly, "It's okay, girl. Go back to sleep. It might be the mice making a fuss."

Only after hearing his daughter's footsteps fade away outside the door did he ask Wan Wan in a low voice.

"Wan'er, what happened to me tonight? I've been making a fuss all night. Normally, if I had an upset stomach, I should be feeling weak all over. But, I'm telling you, I feel full of energy right now, as if my injured legs and arms have healed a lot. Tell me, could this be my imagination?"

Wan Wan herself also found it quite strange.

She truly felt that way, as if she wasn't just having diarrhea, but rather her body was detoxifying. After all the toxins were expelled, she felt incredibly comfortable and refreshed. She felt full of energy and vigor.

"Yes, Mingguo, I also feel full of energy and comfortable all over. And, let me tell you, I feel a lot more relaxed. Do you think we were detoxifying just now?"

The two were confused for a long time, but still couldn't find the answer.

Lantian returned to his room. When it was late at night and everything was quiet, Lantian changed into a neat nightgown and left the house in the dark.

She was agile and moved like a ghost through the streets of the capital, with a clear target - Cang Yong's villa.

"Serious Ergou, give me directions. I'm going to check on Cang Yong tonight. He's at such a high level now. With the original owner's current status, there's no way he can be killed."

"That's right. Now, he is the Vice Minister of Education. Zhou Tian is just an ordinary educated youth who went to the countryside. No matter what, he can't reach Cang Yong. Host, what are you going to do?"

"Well, this is a problem. Let's see what's going on over there first. I'll take action when I find an opportunity."

One person and one command, while chatting and showing off, Ergou navigated Lantian and they came to the villa area where Cang Yong lived.

The villa is located in the eastern suburbs of Beijing. It has its own gate and courtyard, surrounded by green trees. It looks quiet and peaceful, but in fact it hides a mystery.

Lantian quietly approached the villa, and under the cover of night, hid in a big tree outside the courtyard wall, observing the movements in the courtyard from a high vantage point.

The lights in the villa were dim, with only a few windows emitting faint light. Occasionally, a few people who looked like servants hurried by with quick footsteps.

Lantian narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at every corner, not missing any unusual trace.

Suddenly, she noticed something was wrong with a flower bush behind the villa.

The flowers were positioned too regularly, and the surrounding soil seemed to have been disturbed.

Lantian's heart moved. After making sure that no one was paying attention, she jumped lightly from the tree and arrived at the flowers after a few jumps.

Pushing aside the dense branches and leaves, a hidden basement entrance suddenly appeared before our eyes.

The entrance is not big, only enough for one person to pass through, and is half-covered by a thick stone slab. If you don't look carefully, it can easily be overlooked.

Lantian took a deep breath and carefully moved the stone slab away. A damp and rotten smell hit him in the face.

She frowned, but walked down the narrow stairs without hesitation.

The basement was pitch black, and Lantian groped his way forward relying on his extraordinary hearing and keen intuition.

As we walked, we could hear faint voices of conversation coming from the front.

Lantian's heart tightened, he slowed down his pace, and slowly approached the source of the sound, sticking close to the wall.

When she got closer, she could hear clearly that it was a conversation between a man and a woman.

"Yoshiko Kuraki, that old man Fu Ming has been under close scrutiny lately. The higher-ups are putting pressure on us. We have to speed up our actions. We can't let our efforts fall short."

Cang Yong's voice was filled with urgency and viciousness, echoing in this gloomy basement, making people shudder.

"Hmph, I've said it all along. To deal with a tough guy like this, we should be ruthless from the start. But it doesn't matter. The evidence is almost ready. In just a few days, we can legitimately exile him to that desolate Liujia Village."

The woman spoke Chinese in a slightly stiff accent, but the pride in her tone was evident.

Lantian was shocked, thinking that this woman must be Yoshiko Kuraki.

"Then throw him to Liujia Village and completely isolate him from the outside world. We'll then arrange for someone to smuggle him to the island nation without anyone noticing. The core secrets of the nanomaterials will then fall into our hands."

Cang Yong let out a low laugh, which sounded particularly ferocious in the darkness.

Lantian was furious when he heard this, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, with his nails digging deep into his palms.

She never imagined that these two people were so cruel that they would use any means to destroy an outstanding scientist in order to steal state secrets?

At this time, Dese Ergou had retrieved all of Fu Ming's information and gave it to Lantian.

Lantian was shocked after reading it.

Fu Ming, a professor at the University of Tokyo, is the only internationally leading scientist in the field of nanomaterials in China.

After reading the information, she knew what Professor Fu Ming meant to the domestic field of nanomaterials.

They are leading figures and the backbone of the country's scientific and technological progress. We must not let their conspiracy succeed.

There was a flame burning in her eyes, a light filled with anger.

This island nation is a bandit no matter which world it is in.

If they don't have something, they will go to other places to grab it.

This is a cruel and inhumane country with no morals or ethics.

Restraining his anger, Lantian was like a cheetah hunting in the dark night. Every step he took was light and cautious, and he moved slowly and carefully a few steps towards the source of the sound.

Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, not out of fear, but from an urgent desire to expose this evil conspiracy thoroughly.

She opened her eyes wide, her gaze as sharp as a torch, trying to penetrate the darkness and take in every move of Cang Yong and his wife, not missing any details that might become key evidence.

Just when she was concentrating, there was a sudden "creaking" sound from the ground beneath her feet. The sound was like a sudden thunder in the almost silent basement.

Lantian's heart tightened and he looked down. It turned out that he had accidentally stepped on a dead branch that was so small that it was almost imperceptible and lying on the ground.

"Who?"

Cang Yong's roar like an enraged wolf instantly broke the silence in the basement. The sound resonated back and forth in the narrow passage, causing pain in people's eardrums.

Immediately afterwards, there was a flurry of hurried footsteps, rushing towards Lantian like dense drumbeats.

Every footstep weighed heavily on Lantian's heart, making her clearly aware that danger was approaching at the fastest speed.

Lantian thought to himself that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it. His survival instinct and the agility he had acquired over the years burst out at this moment.

She turned around suddenly, her body as agile as a black lightning that streaked across the night sky, and she ran away without hesitation.

His feet seemed to be equipped with springs as he quickly shuttled through the intricate, maze-like basement passages.

She must not be caught by these two spies.

Behind him, Cang Yong was extremely angry and humiliated.

Since he entered the Flower Country, he had never encountered anyone intruding into his base camp. This made him extremely angry and terrified. He must not be exposed.

His face flushed red, and a vein popped out on his forehead.

He waved his pistol wildly, firing recklessly in the direction of Lantian's escape, and yelled at the top of his lungs:

"Who cares who you are? Don't let me catch you. If I do, I'll tear you into pieces!"

That ferocious look was like a demon that had escaped from hell. Fortunately, Lantian did not look back, otherwise it would have hindered her escape.

Bullets whizzed past Lantian's ears, and one even grazed the corner of her clothes, but Lantian was not afraid. Relying on her observation of the terrain when she came in before, she turned left and right, cleverly using the accumulated debris and corners in the basement to hinder the pursuers.

Fortunately, in her panic, she accidentally found another hidden exit.

It was a long-abandoned ventilation duct with a narrow entrance covered in dust, but at this moment it became Lantian's life-saving straw.

Originally, it was arranged by Cang Yong as his escape route in extremely dangerous situations, but now it has become Lantian’s escape route.

Without thinking too much, she squeezed in sideways, using her hands and feet to crawl forward.

The pipe was filled with a choking smell of dust. Lantian held his breath and did not dare to stop for a moment. Cang Yong's roar could still be heard faintly behind him.

After climbing for an unknown amount of time, Lantian felt like his lungs were about to explode, and finally saw a ray of light ahead.

She used up her last bit of strength and squeezed out towards the light, falling awkwardly into the grass outside the villa.

At this time, the sky was already turning pale, and the dawn light shone on her face covered with sweat and dust.

Lantian didn't even have time to catch his breath, he got up and ran home.