I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes
Chapter 65 - 65: Being Kind to the Core (Seeking Monthly Votes, Recommendations, and Followers)_1

Chapter 65: Being Kind to the Core (Seeking Monthly Votes, Recommendations, and Followers)_1

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“Old Pei, haha, I just guessed you, the Cultivation Maniac, weren’t asleep….”

Under the desolate evening breeze, Pei Jinye walked along the corridor of the bus station towards his rental place, hearing Tang Huoyang’s hearty laughter over the phone.

Pei Jinye was nothing like the fierce Demon King, congenial as the boy next door, he responded with a soft laugh, “Go ahead, what’s up for calling me so late?”

Tang Huoyang became serious, “Here’s the thing, my third uncle has been suffering from insomnia for about two or three years, only able to rely on medication, which isn’t effective anymore. He’s been to doctors, but there’s no cure, so I thought of you since you’re Psychic Class…. Maybe you could have a look?”

Pei Jinye pondered and said, “But I haven’t practiced any related medical arts, I don’t have any experience….”

Tang Huoyang sighed, “I’m just desperately trying anything now. There aren’t many Psychics in Da Peng City, and my third uncle doesn’t want to consult with them; my family also doesn’t feel safe letting those with unclear backgrounds help, so I was hoping to replace some leads through you.”

Pei Jinye continued to muse for a moment before saying, “How about this, I’ll come have a look tomorrow. I have practiced some Psychic Techniques, but I can’t guarantee I’ll be of any help.”

“That’s fine, just having you look at him will set my mind at ease… where should I pick you up tomorrow?”

“I’ll give you a call in the morning.”

“Alright then, good night, muah.”

“Ugh.”

“Damn!!!”

Across from the rental property.

A mother and daughter wearing the same line of pink pajamas were sitting in the living room.

The landlady urged, “What time is it? You should be going to sleep now!”

The young girl pointed at the TV and exclaimed, “Mom, look quick, it’s the Sky God International Tower. Oh my god, someone managed to get in and blow it up, and the city hall has sent helicopters for the rescue….”

The landlady scoffed, “Sky God again? Why is it always them, why don’t those criminals pick on someone else? There must be something wrong with it as well.”

The daughter was stunned, “Mom, what you said makes so much sense.”

“Go to bed already.”

As the landlady spoke, they heard a scream outside, and the faces of both mother and daughter changed.

The landlady hurried to the door, peering through the peephole.

The daughter picked up a baseball bat nearby, her face tense, “What’s happening, Mom?”

“Shush.”

The landlady leaned in close to look.

Pei Jinye saw a sly person lurking at the landlady’s door, trying to peer inside through the peephole, and he sent a slap directly their way.

The person screamed in pain and immediately got up to flee, only to hit their head against the wall, blood on their forehead, and ran off staggeringly in even more fear.

Pei Jinye didn’t stop them.

He didn’t want to draw attention from the Night Patrol Department because of this.

Just then, the opposite door opened, and the landlady, wrapped in a coat that hugged her plump body, poked her head out and asked, “Little Li, what just happened?”

Pei Jinye signaled, “Saw someone acting suspicious on your door, but I chased them off. You might want to cover the peephole from the inside.”

The landlady’s face turned pale with anger.

“Disgusting!”

As Pei Jinye turned back to enter his door, the landlady quickly handed him a box of fruit drinks, “Little Li, this is for you, it’s natural fruit juice.”

Pei Jinye instinctively tried to refuse.

However, the landlady immediately began chatting like old friends, talking about the hardships of being a widow and orphan, and mentioning how much she owed Pei Jinye for stepping in, hinting at possible future troubles.

Pei Jinye accepted the fruit drink and suggested, “Next time, you can leave a pair of men’s leather shoes at the door, no need for them to be fancy, an old pair will do.”

The landlady paused, then, understanding the implication, quickly expressed gratitude.

Pei Jinye shook his head, “Don’t mention it, it’s the least I could do.”

The conversation was interrupted when a head with a ponytail poked out of the door across from him, which had been left slightly ajar, and caught Pei Jinye’s gaze.

But neither recognized the other.

Besides, Pei Jinye was in a bit of disguise.

After closing the door.

Pei Jinye faintly heard the landlady furiously cursing a hooligan, shook his head, crouched down, and checked the trap he had set up.

All was well; no one had been there.

He held a bottle of fruit drink in his hand, instinctively checking for any issues.

There were none.

Then, opening a bottle… He tested it for poison again, and only after confirming it was safe did Pei Jinye begin to drink with peace of mind.

One must be careful when navigating the unpredictable world.

He then sat on the couch in the living room.

In his hand was a bottle of fruit drink; on the TV in front of him played a news conference that the city hall had held overnight about the explosion at Heaven God Tower.

His cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Pei Jinye was taken aback.

It was now eleven forty PM.

The elderly couple hadn’t gone to bed yet and were calling him.

After closing the windows and doors, he answered the call, not forgetting to check on the elderly couple’s health.

“What’s up, Mom?”

“Are you alright over there? Your dad just saw the news about the explosion at Heaven God Tower and was worried something might’ve happened to you. Do you want to come home and stay?”

Pei Jinye turned down the volume of the TV, chuckling as he said, “No need, I’m tens of thousands of miles away from Heaven God, it’s not a problem.”

Mother Pei couldn’t help but lament, “The world is getting more complicated by the day. You must be very careful, and don’t stick your neck out. Be as kind as you can.”

“Don’t worry, Mom, everyone around me says I’m very ‘nuclear’ good.”

Changing the subject, Pei Jinye said, “By the way, Mom, they’re looking for a new contractor at the food street, and I was thinking of letting the two of you take over…”

He sipped his fruit drink, smiling as he continued, “Rest assured, it’s all above board… Last time, the Street Management Committee learned that Principal Wang was backing me, they planned to curry favor… It’s human nature. If I don’t accept, they’d probably feel uneasy. Besides, they’ll be responsible for maintaining public order in the future, so you won’t have to toil under the sun and wind like before.”

The Pei’s elderly couple had seen enough of officials’ hypocrisy at the bottom of society, particularly how some minor public servants could abuse their power and act arrogantly, hence they understood all too well the trouble that small-time tyrants could cause.

Although they were surprised at the speed with which Captain Sun of the Street Management Committee changed his tune, Pei Jinye’s persuasion was effective. The other party was afraid of Pei Jinye’s identity, and if they weren’t given an opportunity to show their worth, they would always be uneasy, afraid they might take desperate measures.

However…

“Jinye, if you’re using Principal Wang’s identity out there, and he replaces out…” Mother Pei said worriedly.

Pei Jinye laughed, “I am indeed an Awakener, that’s true. As for Principal Wang, you can rest completely assured. I’ve got my own connections now, even Sun San is aware. Just keep it to yourselves… I’ll give Sun San a heads up; he wouldn’t dare to speak out of turn. Then our family can just make money quietly. If we run into any tricky problems, you can talk to Sun San or me, that’s no issue… This sort of business isn’t of interest to the big players. Those who are interested aren’t people we want to mess with.”

He reassured the elderly couple a moment more.

The phone call didn’t drag on, with a promise to meet the next day.

Pei Jinye smacked his forehead.

“Forgot about Brother Yang’s business…”

After thinking for a moment, he quickly sent a message to Sun San.

“Tomorrow at 7:30 AM, I’ll wait for you at the food street.”

Sun San replied instantly, “Roger that, Brother Pei.”

Pei Jinye didn’t respond. He put down the phone, took a few sips of the fruit drink, and then started to cultivate, sitting cross-legged.

His vitality began to climb rapidly from slow to fast.

“Big Dream for Thousands of Autumns” was also in operation, and before long, he had fallen into a deep sleep, reaching a profound state of concentration.