There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 134 - 80 Returning and Cultivating the Heart (5.3K)_3

Chapter 134: Chapter 80 Returning and Cultivating the Heart (5.3K)_3

’His physical constitution is clearly not high... why is his skill so much better than mine...’

The round face was hit hard, his brain dazed.

But his constitution, far above the average person, still made him stagger for a few seconds before collapsing to the ground.

Zhang Feng did not kill him. Instead, he walked over and knocked the knife out of his hand with a steel pipe,

"Last time, you disappeared as soon as you died, and even the things you had on you were taken back."

As Zhang Feng searched him with the steel pipe, he said helplessly, "I didn’t even dare to hit your temple just now, afraid that if I killed you, everything would be gone.

That Epic Gun from the Hall last time, it was indeed nice, do you still have it?"

"You..." The round face, dizzy, couldn’t respond, but he knew he had underestimated this driver.

This driver could kill him with a single blow!

’He actually knows about the Hall!’ At the same time, after thinking of this, the round face looked at Zhang Feng in confusion but pleaded more,

"Brother... please let me go... when we meet in the next world, I’ll bring you some items from the Hall..."

"Forget it." Zhang Feng shook his head, "Whether we can meet again in the future is hard to say.

Besides, nothing good came from your number one, the so-called Tiger. Probably everything was enhanced for the body, but even after enhancement, it’s not much."

’He actually killed the top-ranked Tiger?!’ The round face looked at Zhang Feng in shock.

After Zhang Feng finished searching and found nothing of value, he lifted the steel pipe, "Nothing left to say, so goodbye."

Thud!

Zhang Feng swung the steel pipe at his temple.

The round face, with eyes full of fear and shock, completely lost consciousness.

But this time, Zhang Feng discovered his corpse didn’t disappear.

’Troublesome, I still have to clean up. If there’s nothing, fine, but even dying isn’t straightforward.’

...

A half month later.

[All invaders have left]

On this day.

Zhang Feng was delivering goods and saw this message.

’As expected, they didn’t stay long.’

Zhang Feng shook his head, and even during this half month of chaotic deliveries, he hadn’t seen the other reincarnators again.

Or perhaps he saw them but couldn’t identify them.

Zhang Feng didn’t mind this; he felt it was fine as long as they didn’t affect him.

’I came to this world with the purpose of practicing clearing my mind.

Specifically, using these three years in this world to rid my heart of distractions.’

As Zhang Feng drove, he thought,

’It’s okay, three years isn’t much.

At the beginning, because of the reincarnators, it almost disrupted my training rhythm.

But... this unexpected experience with invaders was also a kind of life practice, I guess.

In life, things won’t always go as one wishes.

If they did, it wouldn’t be called practice but rather unchecked growth.’

Thinking this, Zhang Feng picked up his phone and dialed Xiaolin’s number.

When it connected.

Zhang Feng said, "This delivery, again it’s a job from Boss Lin’s place.

When I get to your side, let’s find a place to eat?"

"Sure, bro!"

In the shop, Xiaolin seemed to have matured a bit.

But when he heard Brother Zhang’s call.

He recalled the novel journey from half a month ago and the amusing Old Tian. Then he straightforwardly said, "Bro, can you contact Brother Tian?

Why is the number he gave me out of service when I call?"

"He probably didn’t pay his bill this half month, or maybe he changed numbers." Zhang Feng looked at the empty passenger seat and back seat,

"I can’t contact him either, maybe he has other matters to deal with.

Let’s just get together, the two of us brothers."

...

In the following days.

Zhang Feng met up with Xiaolin and shared two meals with him.

For this innocent younger brother.

Although they only interacted for a few days and didn’t form any brotherly bond.

But perhaps because Old Tian was there at the time and the brief peculiar experiences with the reincarnators.

Zhang Feng felt the few days spent with him were quite memorable.

...

Five days later.

Upon returning.

Zhang Feng carried a large TV into the slaughterhouse, handing it to Boss Li, who was chopping meat, under the curious glances of the other workers,

"Boss Li, thanks for the care these past years. Didn’t your family’s TV break?

At a friendly price with Boss Lin, I brought one back for you."

"Oh?" Boss Li put down the boning knife, removed his glove, took the TV, and put it on the ground, "Is the sun rising from the west?

The always stingy Old Zhang even bought me a TV?"

"Hahaha..."

After Boss Li’s words, the fellow workers nearby all laughed.

"Uncle Zhang, you really splurged this time!"

"Bro! Bro! I’ve been calling you bro for years, when will you get one for your brother?"

The workers joked around, teasing the honest Master Zhang.

Looking at the familiar faces from his memory, Zhang Feng announced as he bid farewell, "I’m planning to take jobs across other provinces, running deliveries, so I’m preparing to leave the factory.

When I return later, let’s get together again.

Thank you for your care."

...

Time to hit the road.

Delivering goods with an old partner, enjoying the scenery along the way.

Completely freeing his mind.

From the moment Zhang Feng came to this world, he had seen that with this identity, this was what he wanted to do.

And during the journey that followed.

"Where to, Master?"

Along the way, meeting people wanting a lift.

"Hop in." Zhang Feng invited them with a smile, chatting about various topics from all over the world.

This sort of relaxed travel.

Was like leisure during routine deliveries.

Combining both, Zhang Feng experienced different feelings.

Unlike the former ’Old Zhang himself’ who hustled for work.

Now, it’s like he chose this travel-like job for relaxation.

Zhang Feng found this mindset quite intriguing but also knew it was because he had possessed this body, thoughts changed, so he could shed the old shackles and adopt a new mindset to view the world.

Different perspectives, different mindsets; the world may become infinitely varied.

As to what changes.

Zhang Feng found it hard to describe.

But after two years of driving, Zhang Feng noticed he was becoming increasingly aligned with the person he had possessed.

This alignment was a psychological and functional synergy.

At this moment, Zhang Feng also realized that in the future, when possessing other ’selves’, there would be no need to slowly familiarize with memories or bodies, but could directly and perfectly integrate.

Another year later.

At night.

The car parked on the highway through the vast grasslands.

Outside, a blanket lay on the grass.

One or two bottles of beer.

Zhang Feng lay slightly tipsy on the blanket, hands behind his head, enjoying the night breeze carrying the scent of fresh grass, gazing at the stars.

’Initially, I just wanted to relax, but unexpectedly, I realized a strange "ingenious skill."

A case of inadvertently achieving something significant.

This three-year journey of life was spent with a completely free heart.’

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