"Five hundred million?"
"Just to get into the top sixteen?"
"That's too extravagant. I can get into the top sixteen by myself!"
Shirley exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"I know you definitely have the strength, but as powerhouses, we must have the demeanor of powerhouses. We can't compete with just anyone who comes along!"
"Just trust me. I have my own plans!"
"I definitely won't let these five hundred million go to waste. I'll surely make it back!"
Qian Xinxin gently patted Shirley's hand, signaling her to relax.
At this moment, the flight attendants listening to their conversation were so shocked their jaws almost dropped!
Winning first place in their first global psychic kings competition with ease?
And then spending five hundred million to enter the top sixteen?
And what about the saying, "If a snap of my fingers can't destroy a nation, I'll snap twice"?
Were these things even human words?
Even if they were bragging, ordinary people wouldn't dare to brag like this. How much fake liquor would one have to drink?!
If it were ordinary guests chatting like this, the flight attendants would have just smiled and let it go.
After all, some guests wanted to attract the attention of the flight attendants, so they liked to flaunt their wealth and power.
This was very common.
But the guests on the plane today were different. They were personally arranged by the Prime Minister of the Mountain Ridge Nation, escorted to the airport with the highest military honors, with police cars clearing the way and over a thousand soldiers escorting them.
Such a display indicated that these two passengers were extraordinary!
At least, they weren't the kind of people who needed to brag to attract attention!
So... what they said was highly likely to be true!!
This was the most shocking part.
Meanwhile...
In Hu Lake City of Qingyun Nation, the city where Zhang Chen's manor was located.
Zhang Chen and Zhao Xiyue were sitting in a coffee shop, chatting and laughing over coffee.
"Katarina took Zhang Mo on a trip, and Xu Ruina also found a job at a research institute."
"Qian Xinxin and Shirley are also doing well... Guan Xin found a job as a secret agent..."
"What about you, Xiyue? Of course, it's okay if you stay home and rest!"
Zhang Chen took a sip of coffee and said with a smile.
"I don't know. I hadn't graduated when the apocalypse started, and I hadn't entered society yet!"
"I originally planned to become a flight attendant after graduation, and then have a chance to meet a rich and handsome man, hehe..."
Zhao Xiyue had become familiar with Zhang Chen and was no longer shy, so she spoke her mind.
"But now it's not necessary. I've already found a rich and handsome man, and he's the most handsome, strongest, and best man in the world. That's enough!"
"Besides, someone has to look after the home. I'll stay here."
"I can paint, play music, and read poetry to cultivate my temperament!"
Zhao Xiyue said with a smile.
"Yes, that's good too. I've never heard you play music before. I must hear it when I have the chance!"
Zhang Chen said with a smile.
"Of course, not only can I play music, but I can also sing. I was once chosen as the most beautiful voice!"
Zhao Xiyue said with a hint of pride.
The "Most Beautiful Voice" was a singing competition similar to a talent show held by several universities, not an official selection.
"Is that so? Then I'm even more curious. I must hear this 'most beautiful voice'!"
As Zhang Chen spoke, he reached out and held Zhao Xiyue's small hand.
The latter smiled sweetly and intertwined her fingers with Zhang Chen's.
The air was filled with a sweet aroma...
"Um... I want to go eat ice cream!"
Zhao Xiyue pointed at the long queue outside an ice cream shop in the distance and said excitedly.
"Okay, let's go!"
Zhang Chen smiled dotingly, holding Zhao Xiyue's small hand, and they walked to the back of the long queue.
"Ah... it feels so long since I've had to queue. In the apocalypse, everything was about抢 (qiǎng - snatching), there was no such thing as queuing."
Zhang Chen took a deep breath and said with a satisfied expression.
"Ha, ordinary people want privileges and to be above others, but you just like being ordinary!"
Zhao Xiyue said with a playful smile.
"That's right. I've already been in a position of power, and I didn't feel anything good about it, so now I just want to be an ordinary person."
"The higher the position, the more problems there are. Anything that happens will find you. Monsters will come, enemies will come, someone will be trapped, there won't be enough food, or the water source will have problems..."
"It's just too annoying. It's better to be an ordinary person and let those troublesome things be handled by those who are capable and willing to do them!"
Zhang Chen said helplessly.
"Yes, if a person wants to be ordinary without having experienced anything, it might seem like a lack of ambition."
"But if a person who has experienced everything wants to be ordinary, that is their life choice."
"Not many people have such rich experiences and make such a calm decision!"
Zhao Xiyue leaned her head on Zhang Chen's shoulder and said softly.
"Hiss... Does that mean you're complimenting me?"
Zhang Chen asked with a smile.
"Don't be smug. I'm just telling the truth!"
Zhao Xiyue deliberately turned her head away and smiled sweetly.
"Hey, why are you cutting in line!"
Suddenly, a scolding voice came from the front of the queue.
Zhang Chen looked in the direction of the voice and saw a thin man with hair that looked like it had exploded, wearing a short-sleeved shirt with tattoos on his arm, saying aggressively:
"Get lost. Didn't you see my tattoos? I'm from the Reverse Scale Society!"
"I'm a psychic. If you piss me off, I'll make you regret it!"
The thin man clenched his right hand, and a small ball of flame appeared in his hand.
The flame was about the size of a briquette. In Zhang Chen's eyes, it was not only not scary but also a bit cute.
However, others didn't see it that way. Some timid people were so scared they turned and ran, not even buying ice cream.
"Ps... psychic?"
The man who had just righteously scolded the line cutter instantly cowered. He lowered his head, not daring to say a word.
"Tch, trash. Even the police don't dare to deal with me, and you dare to point fingers at me? You're tired of living!"
"Heh... *spit*!"
The thin man nudged the man with his other hand and spat a glob of phlegm onto his shoe.
Facing such arrogant behavior, everyone in the queue turned their heads away, no one daring to speak.
"Hey, you skinny kid, go to the back and queue!"
Zhang Chen frowned and said.
"Are you f**king looking to die? Did you not hear what I said? I'm a psychic!"
The thin man tilted his head and slowly walked towards Zhang Chen, holding that cute little flame in his hand again.
"Flame ability, is it? Coincidentally, I've also learned a little bit!"
Zhang Chen smiled faintly and slowly opened his left hand...