I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 557 - 222: Installing Street Lights, Turning Faces as Quickly as Flipping Through a Book (5k)

Chapter 557: Chapter 222: Installing Street Lights, Turning Faces as Quickly as Flipping Through a Book (5k)

Wen Yan went to Yu State that day and returned on the same day, still able to have dinner together in the evening. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He originally thought the bracelet might have some kind of Spiritual Intelligence, but after playing with it for a day, he didn’t feel anything. It was the inexplicable closeness that made Wen Yan feel it probably couldn’t be explained by Affinity anymore.

It was as if this item inherently belonged to him.

The Reverse Scale he had before was a gift from King Guilong. Wen Yan had kept it close to his body for who knows how long. By all accounts, it was undeniably his.

Even so, when utilizing its Affinity, he had to press his hand against it, fitting it snugly and straining to draw out that pure Power from within, just to channel it into King Guilong’s head.

Yet this bracelet felt like an extension of his own arm; with just a thought, he could manipulate it very smoothly.

This smoothness was a little too abnormal.

The Affinity from the Calamity Protector Water Official Talisman definitely couldn’t achieve this effect.

After dinner, Wen Yan practiced boxing for two hours. He had planned to check on Chen Qimo’s studies and tutor him if he had any difficulties.

But after glancing at the test paper, he swallowed his words.

He recognized every character on it, but as soon as they formed questions, it felt like he had encountered an old acquaintance he hadn’t seen in a very, very long time. Suddenly, he felt the person looked familiar, surely someone he knew, yet he couldn’t even recall their name.

Wen Yan was secretly shocked. He had only graduated not too long ago; how had he already returned all that hard-earned knowledge to his teachers?

After looking a few more times, he said nothing. Instead, he quietly placed a small bowl of washed cherry tomatoes on Chen Qimo’s desk.

Returning to his room, he didn’t play on his phone and went straight to sleep.

While sleeping, he held onto the bracelet, trying to use it as a medium to enter the Water Monarch’s dream.

All night, he drifted with the wind, tumbling through the clouds. The only dream he could definitively locate was Cai Heizi’s.

He searched and searched but couldn’t locate the Water Monarch’s dreamscape.

Wen Yan felt a bit regretful.

In the end, not wanting to return empty-handed, he took another spin through Cai Heizi’s dream.

This time, he did nothing but watch for a while. He saw that abominable little figure crawl out of Cai Heizi’s stomach and violently pummel Cai Heizi’s abdomen.

He couldn’t help but laugh out loud, and then he was expelled.

「The next day,」

Wen Yan received a call in the morning from Feng Yao. Feng Yao had found a street lamp factory for him, and they said they had delivered the street lamps to the designated location as agreed.

Wen Yan quickly hailed a car and headed north, spotting the street lamps piled by the roadside several kilometers from his home.

This factory was the same one that had previously handled the street lamp order for Virtue City.

Despite people standing on the lamps and violently hanging Evil Ghosts from them, not a single lamp had shown any issues; even the internal bulbs had never broken.

After all, Pei Tugou’s methods truly exceeded the standard requirements for ordinary street lamps.

Now, whenever Virtue City needed street lamps, the orders were given to this factory. They offered fair pricing, pleasant cooperation, and excellent after-sales service.

Just like now, Wen Yan had only mentioned needing street lamps to Feng Yao and communicated briefly.

And the street lamp poles were delivered. The poles, over six meters long and hollow, were lighter while maintaining their structural strength.

The request was to deliver them to the edge of a Desolate Tomb outside the city, and the factory personnel did so without asking a single question.

There was a professional instruction manual, and even an engineer was on-site to explain to Wen Yan how to install the lamps and connect the wires.

The internal wiring of the street lamps was already connected, and connection points were left inside the maintenance hatch at the base.

Everything was made to be robust, durable, and easy to install. To facilitate Wen Yan’s installation, they even thoughtfully prepared pre-made bases that could simply be buried in the ground, eliminating the need for concrete.

Once Wen Yan understood everything clearly, the factory staff left promptly. They didn’t question why he wanted to install them himself and even left him two toolboxes.

From an electric drill and various bits to wrenches and pliers of all sizes, electrical testers, electrician’s tape, and so on—everything was provided. Their main selling point was thoughtfulness.

Wen Yan couldn’t help but marvel; no wonder this factory was so profitable.

He called Feng Wei to ask when he would be free to clear a path.

Just ten minutes after he hung up, the Desolate Tomb beside him cracked open on its own, and Feng Wei’s voice came from within.

"Wen Yan, I’m here."

Wen Yan hoisted one end of a street lamp pole and dragged the over-six-meter-long pole into the Desolate Tomb.

Feng Wei watched Wen Yan’s approach, hesitating to speak.

"Stop staring. I’m really here to install street lamps. This pole is too long to get down there, so I had to ask you to help clear a path."

"You’re really just installing street lamps? The Ghosts in the Nether Path don’t really need to be hanged from a street lamp to die, do they?"

"I’m really just installing lamps!"

Wen Yan emphasized this twice before Feng Wei nodded with some skepticism. For Wen Yan’s sake, he decided to believe him.

"Don’t blame me; the rumors out there are getting pretty ridiculous. I was at the Rakshasa Ghost Market eating noodles last night and heard it from the other Ghosts. They said the lamps in the forbidden area are in short supply, and killing has become too troublesome. So now, they just turn the invading Ghosts into street lamps. To hide this, they’ve even started installing the lamps in the Nether Path."