After wandering around for a long time, An Chen's throat was dry. Finally, he pointed out many things to Su Xiaojiu, so at least when walking on the road, Su Xiaojiu wouldn't ask every now and then: "What is this?"
"An Chen, I want to eat that... ice cream you mentioned!"
"Okay."
Having earned another box of Qingxin Grass Leaf from Su Xiaojiu, An Chen no longer cared about this small amount of money.
An Chen went to the nearest Sweet Ice Snow City, bought two ice cream cones, handed one to Su Xiaojiu, and kept one for himself.
It had been a long time since he had eaten this stuff. When he was little, he quite liked eating it.
The two squatted on the roadside, almost in the same posture, licking the ice cream bit by bit with their tongues.
Su Xiaojiu really liked this kind of cold and sweet thing. Eating ice cream, her face was filled with a happy expression.
"Huh?"
Su Xiaojiu ate the last bite of the cone, suddenly raising her eyebrows, which caught An Chen's attention.
"What's wrong?"
"That person."
Su Xiaojiu stuck out her tongue, licking the circle of ice cream residue on her lips, and pointed to a person not far away.
An Chen looked in the direction she was pointing and spotted a familiar figure.
That person was actually the young man in the wheelchair just now. At this moment, he looked anxious and was muttering something.
"My... wheelchair... where is it?"
An Chen read his lips and slowly spoke the words out loud.
An Chen's expression became strange.
It seemed like this young man's wheelchair... was lost?
"That uncultured person, I just threw away a bottle, and they stole my electric wheelchair!"
This time, the young man cursed loud enough for both of them to hear his voice, and they could tell he was even a little exasperated now.
If it were An Chen, An Chen would also be exasperated.
After all, being out on the street, walking aside to throw away some trash, and turning around to find your wheelchair gone, it sounds absurd to say it out loud.
And what kind of person would steal someone else's wheelchair anyway?
But in An Chen's mind, a possibility suddenly popped up.
"Could it be..."
An Chen turned his head and looked around, suddenly spotting a strangely dressed man.
In this place in Nancheng, it could still be considered summer, and it was normal to wear short sleeves and shorts, but this person was wearing a slightly heavy wool coat, with shorts on his lower body, flip-flops on his feet, and a top hat that looked a bit like a magician's.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and it was obvious that he was unbearably hot in this outfit, but he was wearing this outfit "confidently" walking down the street.
Normal people generally wouldn't dress like this.
"Look at that person."
An Chen patted Su Xiaojiu's shoulder and pointed to that person.
"Huh?"
Su Xiaojiu licked off the last bit of ice cream on her lips and then looked over.
"Ah!"
Su Xiaojiu exclaimed.
"Why is he here!"
"Who is he?"
Hearing Su Xiaojiu's reaction, An Chen had already guessed something.
This person was likely also someone from the Nine Provinces Continent, and perhaps the lost electric wheelchair was also related to him.
After all, anyone who could dress like this was obviously not a local, or even someone from this world.
Except for performance artists.
"It's, it's Zhang Youcai from yesterday!"
Although he was wearing a hat and the collar of his wool coat was turned up, Su Xiaojiu, having just met him, could still recognize this Jubao Daoren's disciple at a glance.
"What a coincidence..."
Although he said he wouldn't leave the area near An Chen's home, he still ended up running over here, and they even ran into him... This was some strange fate.
Zhang Youcai glanced at the young man behind him who was cursing loudly and smiled contemptuously.
"So uncivilized."
Then he turned and walked across the road.
"Follow him."
In fact, without An Chen giving the order, Su Xiaojiu had already jumped up, ready to follow him secretly.
The two stealthily followed behind Zhang Youcai, crossed the road, turned a corner, and walked to a road that was under construction.
The flow of people here suddenly decreased because of the sidewalk construction, and there were hardly any pedestrians, only cars driving on the road.
Zhang Youcai seemed to be a little impatient, turned his back to the construction barrier, and suddenly took out an electric wheelchair out of thin air.
There was no one around, so he wasn't worried about being seen.
He rubbed his hands and excitedly sat in the wheelchair.
"Let me think..."
His hand pressed the "↑" button on the armrest. Because he kept pressing it, the speed of the electric wheelchair suddenly increased.
The electric wheelchair suddenly rushed towards the road. Zhang Youcai was shocked, not expecting this little thing to accelerate so quickly. He immediately stretched out his foot and stepped on the ground, performing a foot brake.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. His foot was already on the road, and a roaring car almost ran over his foot.
"This wheelchair isn't used like that."
A voice suddenly rang out beside Zhang Youcai.
"It's you again."
Zhang Youcai snorted coldly without even turning his head.
"I was wondering how you could live so fearlessly in this world. So you found a Mortal to be a shield."
"What do you mean by shield! This is called making friends!"
Su Xiaojiu was unhappy and wanted to roll up her sleeves and fight.
"Don't."
An Chen grabbed her.
"Look at me, I'm doing pretty well on my own, aren't I?"
Zhang Youcai tugged at his clothes and raised his chin.
He had already noticed that since he changed into this outfit he had swiped from a Mortal's house, the people on the street were all staring at him.
What did this mean? This meant that he was full of charm! It was the same in any world!
As long as he wore clothes with local characteristics, he would be able to conquer a crowd of people with his charm.
He had apparently become a "successful person", at least that's what he thought.
"Don't be like that, friend, we don't have any malicious intentions."
An Chen smiled and walked behind him, grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, gently pulled it back, pulled the wheelchair that was about to fall off the curb, and adjusted its direction.
"No malicious intentions?" Zhang Youcai snorted again: "Why don't you ask your friend what she did yesterday!"
He emphasized the word "friend" and glared at Su Xiaojiu.
Su Xiaojiu turned her head, pretending she hadn't heard anything.
"If you want to control this wheelchair to move forward, pressing this button is correct, but just tap it lightly. Pressing it continuously will keep accelerating, so don't press it all the way down... The one below is the deceleration brake, and the two on the left and right are for turning."
Seeming not to notice the subtle relationship between Zhang Youcai and Su Xiaojiu, An Chen started teaching Zhang Youcai how to drive the electric wheelchair.
Zhang Youcai lowered his head, listening to An Chen's words and seriously learning.
Only he didn't notice that An Chen had quietly stuck a small chip on the electric wheelchair.
