Zhao Yan's goal: Earn points to buy medicine

At night, the lights were still on in the playground.

Couples walked hand in hand in circles, or sat on benches hugging each other.

After all, those who slept early were the ones without partners.

For those with partners, who would sleep so early?

Can Ji Bang really sleep soundly?

Ye Liancheng, the head of the Xia Guo delegation to the Olympics, stood quietly on the playground with a group of people.

"I have to say, we are just wasting time here. The Olympics are about to start, and it's time to focus on training. Because one person's nonsense just wastes time and delays progress," a young man wearing glasses complained impatiently.

The others frowned, exchanged glances, and ignored him, because he was not from the sports department and could not understand the significance and honor that Meng Hao had brought to Xia Guo athletics.

He was just here to take credit, and he didn't have any special feelings for Meng Hao, so he naturally had no patience.

Some of them had watched Meng Hao grow up, witnessing his glory; some had fought alongside him abroad, basking in his glory.

So, even though everyone knew that Meng Hao was talking nonsense, they were willing to indulge him once again.

"He's family after all, let him be willful one last time," Ye Liancheng's expression was complicated.

The young man with glasses grumbled, "At this critical time, not focusing on training and tactics, and not using everyone's future to indulge his whims is not right."

"Do you even know what the future holds? Without people like him, who have brought Xia Guo athletics to this height with gold medals generation after generation! You don't even have a chance to come in and take credit!" a muscular middle-aged man with dark skin couldn't help but speak up.

The young man with glasses suddenly looked very unpleasant, his voice turning cold, "I'm thinking about the bigger picture. Can someone really run faster than a car, as he claims? This is just a waste of time! It shows a lack of respect for the Olympics!"

"Enough! They're coming over!" Ye Liancheng's expressionless reprimand interrupted the argument.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Meng Hao leading a tall, handsome young man over.

"Ye Ge, this is Zhao Yan," Meng Hao said excitedly, pointing to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan looked at Ye Liancheng, "Hello, Ye Ge."

"You brat, call me Uncle Ye, do you want to be my peer?" Meng Hao slapped him on the head.

Everyone laughed, but their eyes showed some concern because the happier Meng Hao was now, the greater his disappointment would be later.

Ye Liancheng spoke gently, "Xiao Zhao, don't feel pressured, just do your best."

"If you say so, I feel relieved, after all, I'm not that fast," Zhao Yan said shyly.

The young man with glasses snorted and sarcastically said, "If you're not fast, then you've come here for nothing today."

"Alright, it's getting late, let's start directly, Haizi, let's begin," Ye Liancheng glanced at the time.

Meng Hao nodded with a smile, "Okay."

Then, he shouted loudly and drove away all the couples who were circling the playground.

The kicked-out couples didn't leave, but stood curiously on the sidelines watching.

"I'll time it, just one lap, 400 meters to see the effect." Ye Liancheng took out a stopwatch, then glanced at Meng Hao, hesitating to speak.

The others all sighed, already prepared to comfort the emotionally overwhelmed Meng Hao later.

"On your marks, get set, go!"

As Ye Liancheng pressed the stopwatch in his hand, the command was given at the same time, and Zhao Yan burst out suddenly.

By the time everyone reacted, he was already tens of meters away, leaving everyone stunned.

"Damn! Just now, a big black rat ran past, did you see it? It even brought a breeze."

"That was a person! Not a rat!"

"Bullshit! Can a person run that fast?"

"I wanted to record a video, damn it, the camera wasn't even turned on, and the person was already out of sight..."

The onlookers nearby exploded.

Ye Liancheng and the others were also dumbfounded.

In their minds, they recalled Zhao Yan's shy face just saying he didn't run fast.

And now he's saying he's not running fast enough?

You're clearly not flying high enough!

"Ye ge, how was it?"

Meng Hao asked smugly.

"You hit the jackpot with this one!" Ye Liancheng finally reacted, excited beyond measure.

"Haozi, this guy must participate in the Olympics, he can easily sweep the track and field events!"

"I thought you were bragging, but now I see, this is truly amazing!"

"So fast, so fast, even Bolt can only eat dust behind him, he's not human at all!"

The entire Olympic delegation was excited.

Even the glasses-wearing young man who was initially sarcastic couldn't help but show a smile.

But quickly regained composure.

"How was it, is it okay?"

While they were excited, Zhao Yan had already finished running, not a drop of sweat on his forehead.

"Damn! That was 400 meters, big brother, do you have to be so relaxed, giving me the illusion that I could do it too?" The onlookers muttered to themselves.

"Thirty-three point five seconds! Damn! He just beat the world record by ten seconds!" Ye Liancheng pinched the stopwatch, so excited that even curse words came out.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yan as if they were looking at a monster, seeing his relaxed state, they all believed he could run a marathon again without a doubt.

But little did they know, Zhao Yan was still holding back his speed, not wanting to appear too crazy.

Otherwise, he could take a break during the race to pee, and then casually win a championship.

Of course, he was equally excited.

The basic strengthening potion was already amazing.

What about the advanced one, would it make him fly?

Zhao Yan was eager to go back to the club and exchange with someone, earn points to buy and consume the potion.

"Um, I'm going to go back to sleep now."

Zhao Yan left eagerly, leaving everyone with a chic figure, leaving without a care.

In the eyes of Ye Liancheng and the others, Zhao Yan's figure gradually turned into gold, a walking gold medal.

"Hey..." Someone was about to call out to Zhao Yan.

Ye Liancheng, however, stopped him with a wide grin, "Geniuses always march to the beat of their own drum. This kid is our secret weapon. The news of his joining the team is kept confidential for now, both internally and externally. This year, we're going to shake up the world with him. We'll slice through the backsides of countries with precision."

"Ye Bro, Zhao Yan is quite busy; he might not have time for training," Meng Hao interjected at the opportune moment.

Ye Liancheng waved his hand with a grin, "Is that even a concern? Even if he wanted to train, he'd be training me instead. I have to indulge him now."

The group burst into laughter at his words.

....................

Meanwhile, Zhao Yan didn't return to the dormitory.

Instead, he drove Chen Yurou's car to the neighboring city overnight.

He sent a text to Chen Yurou on the way, saying he had urgent matters to attend to and needed to borrow her car for a few days.

He also asked her to help him request a month's leave from the school.

And he told her not to contact him for these few days, claiming he would be in a mountainous area with no signal, making phone calls impossible.

Then, he blocked her number.

After just a quick run, the effects of the basic strengthening potion left him slightly exhilarated.

He was about to exchange lives at the club once again. As Chen Han had said, after the first time, he truly became addicted to the sensation of being entered by others.

Mainly because of all the various goods available.

He just couldn't resist them!

Also, he needed to steer clear of Chen Han; his big bro was currently out for his blood, so he wanted to lay low.

The reason for going to the neighboring city was just to be extra cautious. Haven't you seen how miserable Chen Han is?

So, Zhao Yan learned from his valuable experience. Even with the constraints of the forced agreement, he wouldn't enter the club for exchanges within the jurisdiction of Binhai City.

To be extra safe, he'd choose a more distant, unfamiliar location. Coupled with the agreement's restrictions, there would be no room for error.

He considered every possible contingency, striving to eliminate any unforeseen circumstances entirely.

He was grateful to Teacher Chen for his selfless sacrifice, which had given him such invaluable experience.

His big bro treated him better than his own parents.

Thinking of Chen Han always moved Zhao Yan deeply.