activa-t Chapter 17: A person must rely on themselves
Chapter 17: A person must rely on themselves
Lin Ye walked up to the cliff and gently touched the cliff face.
The moss feels prickly and slippery to the touch, mixed with some transparent mucus.
He glanced at it, grabbed a vine and tugged at it. It was less than half a finger thick, and he couldn't break it after a few tugs.
It's fairly resilient, but the roots of this vine are embedded in the rock crevices, so it's clearly not strong enough to support the weight of an adult.
I reckon he'd fall down after climbing just a few meters.
Looking up at the cliff, it is entirely made of stone, presenting a solid gray-black color.
He took a few steps back, observed the whole area for a while, and then pointed to a few old pine trees on the cliff top.
"Sir, I'm going back to buy some climbing ropes. I'll be hanging down from there. Could you please keep an eye on things for me?"
The old man looked up, picked up his binoculars, observed for a while, then clicked his tongue and frowned.
"Teacher Lin, this is too dangerous."
"This is the shady side, and it's covered in moss, making it too slippery to stand on."
"If you can afford to spend so much money on jelly, you must be well-off. There's no need to take this risk."
He couldn't understand why Teacher Lin would risk picking that thing.
Although wild ones are better than farmed ones, Teacher Lin doesn't seem to be short of money, so how could he not be able to buy the real thing?
Lin Ye couldn't help but rub his fingertips together, his smile becoming somewhat stiff.
"It's settled then. I'll come to pick them in three days, and you'll get 20% of the profit, which is about five plants."
"Or I can just give you two thousand, it's up to you."
Although the wild mountain produce is all unclaimed, it's still a place that someone has found.
If he were to search for this hidden corner on his own, it would probably take him ten days or more to find it.
Besides, it's not easy for the old man and his grandson to live in these mountains; they need to earn some money for them.
In the end, as long as he sold these black snail-shaped grasses, he still made a fortune.
I just don't know if there's a difference between the selling price of black snail grass and the purchase price on the school's intranet.
If it's the same situation as with Die Luo Zi, then...
However, he would accept the loss, because business can be profitable or it can be unprofitable.
"No, no, you've already done me a great favor by paying such a high price for the old man's jelly; I can't accept any more."
The old man hurriedly waved his hand, saying that it's hard to find a good person like Teacher Lin!
"The old man was just angry that his body wasn't strong enough. Otherwise, he would have gone up and picked them himself. He definitely couldn't let Teacher Lin take that risk."
"Just let me know when the time comes, and I'll make sure the rope is safe for you!"
"Don't worry! If anything happens, I won't let you go alone! I've already bought accident insurance! I'm just waiting for an opportunity to use it!"
......
As dusk fell, outside the "Lin's" large chain shopping mall in Coastal City.
Lin Ye opened the car door with his backpack on his back; it was a Wuling Hong An that he had temporarily rented from the car dealership.
It's past the opening time for Yamada Village, so a taxi there would cost 100 yen, plus the return trip, so it's better to rent a car.
24 hours for 99 yuan, great value for money.
I sat in the driver's seat, fastened my seatbelt, and before I could start the car, my phone vibrated twice.
Ok?
He took his phone out of his pocket and looked at it; it was a message from Yan Yi.
[Yan Yi]: "Senior brother, the boxing gym notified us that the head coach will personally teach a class tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning. Don't forget to come."
Head coach?
Lin Ye looked at his phone screen. The boxing gym he had signed up for was just a branch, with three coaches in charge of its daily management.
These three coaches are all formal disciples of the boxing gym, and have all mastered the Soul Whale Fist to at least the third level. They are all muscular men.
His coach, Lei Long, was the strongest among them.
I heard that he has been a formal disciple for at least six or seven years and could break through to the fifth level of the Soul Whale Fist at any time.
Besides these three coaches, there is also a mysterious head coach, whom we heard about from some of the veteran students.
It is said that this head coach was already a master of the fifth level of the Soul Whale Fist, and had publicly demonstrated his terrifying ability to crush iron into mud.
He shaped an iron ball the size of a duck egg into a brass knuckle by hand.
"Okay, I understand, thank you," he replied.
"Buzzing~~"
[Yan Yi]: "You're welcome, senior brother. (laughs.jpg)"
[Yan Yi]: "By the way, senior brother, I can already feel that I'm about to develop Qi. Don't let me fall too far behind you."
Lin Ye smiled as he read the message.
According to Yan Yi's own estimation, she would probably be able to develop a sense of Qi by tomorrow, making her the fastest among her batch of students to master the first level of the Soul Whale Fist.
Okay, I'll do my best.
[Yan Yi]: "See you tomorrow, senior brother. (laughs)"
"See you tomorrow."
He put away his phone, started the car, and the engine roared to life, causing pedestrians in front of the mall to make way for him.
"boom--!"
With a tap of the accelerator, the Wuling Hongan roared onto the road and sped away.
More than half an hour later, the Wuling Hongan flew over the mountain road and came to a stop with a "screech" in front of the stone bridge in Yamada Village.
"Bang."
Lin Ye got out of the car, casually closed the door, and glanced at the village.
It was only eight o'clock, and there was no light in the village.
Only the pale moonlight cast its glow, making the village appear even more desolate and lonely.
Occasionally, you can hear the eerie calls of an old cat in heat, like someone's baby crying.
Picking up my backpack, I followed the route I took during the day into the mountains. A cool breeze was blowing, and the humidity wasn't as strong as in the city.
Unknown creatures occasionally dart through the mountains and forests, adding to the intrigue.
About an hour later, the familiar cliff came into view.
Looking up, the cliff face appeared blurry in the night, like a lurking monster.
You can vaguely see a few pine trees standing tall on the cliff top, like horns on a monster's head.
He looked away, his gaze gradually calming down.
That's right, not three days from now, but tonight. Tonight he's going to pick these black snail-shaped grasses.
Admittedly, having someone watching over you provides greater security.
But he will always remember one sentence.
Standing precariously on a cliff, with only a single log forming a mountain, one must rely on oneself.
A qualified extreme sports challenger only seeks strength from within, and does not place their hopes on others.
Often, all a person can rely on is their own hands and will.
Just like when he challenged "Ultimate Trust," although he died, the program did not malfunction.
Ultimately, it's simply a matter of insufficient strength.
He took a box of magnesium powder out of his backpack and hung it on his waist, then took out his headlamp and put it on.
The beam of the headlamp swept across the cliff face, illuminating an area of less than five square meters, which appeared extremely small in comparison to the cliff.
A few minutes later, after marking out the route, dusting off some magnesium powder, and finding a spot, I climbed up directly.
"call--"
Gripping the protrusion in the stone wall, he closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and felt the long-lost tremor in his body.
This made him both excited and restless.
Some people say that once you've completed the Ozaki Eight Challenges, your fear will leave you.
That's not actually the case. It's not that we're fearless, but rather that we dare to face any fear head-on.
Even if their bodies trembled and their hearts trembled, they still dared to climb the mountain.
Having conquered the "Master of Fate" and challenged the "Ultimate Trust," this ambition made it impossible for him to back down.
If you don't even dare to try rock climbing, which you were best at in your past life, and you always fail... then you might as well die again.
He opened his eyes and looked up. The starry sky twinkled behind the dark cliff, guiding his way.
Time, location, people and harmony.
complete.