Chapter 52

Yue Ge'er never expected Ding Ning to make such a request in her dreams.

In her view, Ding Ning shouldn't be short of money; he didn't even care about so many chips, so she never thought of repaying him with money.

Ding Ning didn't know Yue Ge'er's thoughts either. Seeing that Yue Ge'er seemed to have a lot of money, he had the idea of the city government's landscaping trees.

So when Ding Ning spoke up, Yue Ge'er and Jiajia were both stunned. What was this all about? Does the city government need you to worry about what kind of trees they use for landscaping?

But since Ding Ning had made the request, Yue Ge'er had to agree, after all, she owed him a lot.

Before Situ Huang woke up, Yue Ge'er left with Jiajia, and she left Ding Ning a phone number, asking him to get a phone as soon as possible and contact her.

She also needed to go back and figure out how to get the landscaping trees in front of the Haibin city government replaced, as this was not an easy task.

With Yue Ge'er's departure, there was nothing left for Ding Ning to do. After his master woke up, Ding Ning handed him a card with 20,000 yuan to repair the Guandi Temple.

The next evening, Ding Ning watched TV and saw a news report on the county channel, saying that a gambling den had been dismantled in Yuejiazhuang, and several suspects who had formed a gang were arrested.

Ding Ning even saw those thugs, and the main culprit was also caught, it was the Land God.

The crackdown on organized crime in the country has always been strong. This time, the Land God and his group were identified as involved in organized crime. At his age, he probably wouldn't have much chance of getting out.

Ding Ning had completely deprived him of his fortune, and the Land God had no chance of turning things around.

Seeing this news, Ding Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The matter was resolved, but he still felt a bit depressed. Although he had the inheritance of the God of Wealth and the memories of a cultivator, he still couldn't act as he pleased, and he was far from true freedom.

He could only take it one step at a time.

With nothing to do now, and with only three or four days left before school started, Ding Ning decided to go to Haibin.

He could cultivate in the small courtyard there, and he needed to buy a phone to contact Yue Ge'er. Getting the Bi Xin Willow was his biggest wish at the moment.

With the Bi Xin Willow and the three-leaf clover, and one more medicinal ingredient, he could refine the Spirit Gathering Pill.

After giving the bracelet to Thirteen Lady, Ding Ning boarded the bus to the county again.

This time he didn't bring the Chinese knot, but he carried a large backpack, which contained not only high school textbooks and a change of clothes, but also the alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace wasn't particularly large or small, about the size of two watermelons. According to Ding Ning's memory, it wasn't a particularly good alchemy furnace, but having it was better than nothing.

Qingshan Village was about eighty kilometers from the county, and the road conditions weren't particularly good. The bus jolted along, and the passengers inside were drowsy.

Ding Ning also closed his eyes and leaned against the seat, thinking that the bus was really slow. He decided that once he made money, he would buy a car of his own.

"Clang!"

A loud noise woke up the passengers.

"What happened? Did we have a collision?"

People looked out, and the driver got out to check. After a while, he returned to the bus, looking dejected, and said to the passengers, "I'm really sorry, everyone, the car has broken down, and we can't move."

"What's going on! It broke down at this time!"

"Exactly, I need to get to the county urgently, what should I do now?"

"You can't just leave us here."

People grumbled, and the driver picked up his phone to contact the bus company.

After a while, the driver told the people that since it was the last bus of the day, no new bus would come to pick up the passengers. Only maintenance personnel would come to fix the car, and it would take at least three to four hours to get going again.

Some people decided to call for a car from the county to pick them up. The taxis from the county were more expensive, and four people had to share a car.

The ticket seller refunded the tickets for those who were sharing a car. Soon, most of the people in the bus had arranged for a car and were waiting for the taxis to arrive.

On the contrary, Ding Ning didn't manage to get a ride, as he was fat, and people didn't want to squeeze in with him. Moreover, he had a large backpack, which made him a burden.

Ding Ning was a bit at a loss. He hadn't expected this situation, and he didn't have a phone to contact the taxi company in the county.

It was about ten kilometers to the county. Ding Ning hesitated for a moment, then decided to get off the bus and walk to the county by himself.

Having grown up in this area, Ding Ning was familiar with the roads. The highway wasn't the shortest route to the county. On foot, there was a small path nearby that was more secluded but shorter by a few kilometers.

Leaving the bus, Ding Ning got off the highway and headed towards the small path.

It was afternoon, and if he walked quickly, he could still catch the last bus to the city when he arrived in the county.

The small path was very narrow and couldn't accommodate vehicles. After Ding Ning got there, he started jogging slowly with his large backpack.

After reaching the second level of Qi Induction, his heart had recovered significantly, and slow jogging with a load wasn't a problem.

Even if he couldn't run ten kilometers continuously, he could manage three to five kilometers.

Just as he took a few steps, he heard the sound of a car behind him.

Ding Ning was puzzled. This small path was usually impassable for cars, so how could there be a car here?

Looking back, he saw a military vehicle coming, with a license plate indicating it belonged to the city military district.

As a large city, Haibin had a military presence, and it was said that the number of troops was considerable. He didn't know which unit this military vehicle belonged to.

It was a military vehicle with excellent off-road capabilities, no wonder it could drive here.

First, a few officers got out of the car, followed by many soldiers who got out of the back of the car in a line.

These soldiers were carrying luggage, guns, water bottles, and other equipment like daggers and flashlights on their legs.

They quickly formed a line, and an officer gave a brief speech. Ding Ning understood that the soldiers from the city military district were going to conduct an armed cross-country run here.

The military training usually involved a five-kilometer cross-country run, and the intensity for the city military district was even higher. Today, they were doing a ten-kilometer cross-country run, requiring the soldiers to run all the way to the county to gather.

The officer saw Ding Ning walking and didn't pay much attention. After finishing his speech to the soldiers, the officer started running with the troops. When he ran past Ding Ning, he asked, "On your way somewhere?"

"Yes, the bus broke down, so I'm walking to the county."

The officer nodded. He was accompanied by a few other officers, who led the way, running slowly and constantly urging the soldiers to keep up.

Seeing these soldiers, who were not much older than himself, carrying heavy loads, Ding Ning had the idea of running with them.

Although his heart hadn't fully recovered, slow jogging shouldn't be a problem. Ding Ning made up his mind and joined the soldiers, running slowly with his large backpack.

The officer looked at Ding Ning and smiled at the officer next to him, "Commissar Zhao, the quality of the people here is quite good. A fat guy actually wants to join the military training."

The one called Commissar Zhao chuckled, "Captain Luo, you might not know, but our support for the military has always been excellent. The militia training is also well-organized, and the quality of the armed police is top-notch. Of course, there's still a big gap compared to your unit, but the relationship between the military and the people is like fish and water. The people also focus on physical exercise..."

Captain Luo looked at Ding Ning with amusement, "I can see the people are well-fed, but I haven't seen them well-exercised. Tell the troops to speed up. What kind of training is it if a fat guy can keep up?"

Commissar Zhao's face turned red, and he shouted at the troops, "What, did you not eat? A fat guy is running ahead of you. Everyone, speed up! Anyone who finishes behind this fat guy tonight won't get dinner!"

With the commissar's order, the armed police immediately increased their speed.

Joking, after such an intense ten-kilometer cross-country run, not eating would be starving. The young soldiers immediately bolted like wild horses.

Ding Ning could barely keep up at first, but when the soldiers sped up, he found it hard to keep up.

His heart couldn't handle such intense exercise, especially the long-distance running.

Seeing the soldiers pass him one by one, Ding Ning stopped, panting heavily.

"They're taking advantage of my heart condition. These soldiers really don't give me any face."

Ding Ning was a bit frustrated. He rolled his eyes and took out a yellow paper and a brush.

Having reached the second level of Qi Induction, he could write more complex talismans. He quickly wrote a Spirit Walking Talisman.

This talisman made the body lighter, like a swallow, though it consumed a lot of essence, it could last for about half an hour.

Sticking the Spirit Walking Talisman to his pants and covering it with his outer pants, Ding Ning chuckled, "No dinner tonight? I'll see how you soldiers handle this."

His speed doubled, and the backpack felt much lighter. The burden on his heart also magically disappeared.

The soldiers didn't pay much attention when they first passed Ding Ning, but when the last soldier was running, a chubby figure suddenly darted past him.

"What's that, a bear?"

The soldier stared in amazement as Ding Ning, carrying a backpack larger than his own, rushed past him.