Lu Yang walked back from the foot of the mountain to the convenience store, one hand unconsciously rubbing his legs, his face full of disbelief.
Just earlier, even the slightest touch had sent sharp pain shooting through them. Now, there was nothing abnormal at all. When he tensed his calves, he could clearly feel strength surging through the muscles.
At the exact moment he crashed into the tea forest, his wheelchair had hit a speed of forty kilometers per hour.
[ Healing mission completed ]
[ Reward received: All existing illnesses and injuries of the host have been fully healed ]
When the auxiliary wheel flew off and the wheelchair came to rest inside the tea forest, every condition had already been cured.
Including those two severed legs.
"I wonder how good the effect really is…"
Muttering to himself, Lu Yang grabbed a pair of scissors and cut away the bandages wrapped around his legs.
"—Tss! Why does that hurt so much—ah, damn it, I pulled my leg hair."
As he tore off the bandage stuck to his hair, he found only a few faint scrape marks on his thigh. Other than that, there wasn't a single trace of injury.
Excited, Lu Yang quickly cut away the bandages on the other leg. The result was the same—aside from a few marks so faint they were almost gone, everything else had healed completely.
"This effect is way too overpowered. I won't even need to worry about looking for death in the future."
Lu Yang shouted exaggeratedly.
His once-painful, inconvenient legs were now fully restored. His mood immediately lifted. He smugly opened himself a bottle of water, lay back on a lounge chair, and started scrolling on his phone.
That was when he noticed the glaring red numbers.
[ Life Countdown ]
[ 226 hours 24 minutes ]
Tch—
So little time left to live. Gotta cherish life, huh.
Lu Yang hurriedly put his phone away, went upstairs to his room, turned on his computer, and played a movie on the big screen.
Life was precious—how could it be wasted on a tiny phone screen?
...
Back home from Longjing Mountain, the red-clad cyclist didn't even take off his riding gear before sitting down at his computer and editing the footage from his action camera.
He decisively deleted all the useless clips from earlier, keeping only the segment where the wheelchair-bound youth appeared.
As a seasoned uploader who regularly posted edited videos to N-Station, his editing skills were solid. The problem was that his content was usually too bland to get clicks. He treated it more like a hobby than a livelihood.
But that wheelchair kid on the downhill road today—he didn't know why, but it had hit him hard.
Especially that line:
"I'm cosplaying as the 'Legendary One-Legged Wanderer.'"
It sent inspiration flooding through him.
His videos had always been strictly real footage, but this time, he decided to add a little something extra.
When the wheelchair youth first appeared, he edited in a towering crimson phantom.
"The old era ends here. A new beast enters the mountain."
The scene cut back to the wheelchair tearing through the curve.
Tilted tires. Legs wrapped tightly in bandages. Black hair whipping wildly in the wind.
Every detail screamed adrenaline.
As intense background music kicked in, the footage showed the wheelchair leaning aggressively through the turn, blasting past the road bike ahead.
The moment the overtake was complete, the video switched again—this time to the looming crimson phantom.
"That kind of cornering… I acknowledge you."
"Among all I've faced in wheelchair racing, none surpass you."
"I, the One-Legged Wanderer, declare you the strongest!"
The final shot followed.
The wheelchair youth walking away without looking back.
The video cut to black.
The red-clad cyclist deliberately didn't include the footage of the wheelchair crashing into the tea forest.
After finishing the edit, he watched the video from start to finish, nodded in satisfaction, uploaded it, shared the link to several cycling groups, then went to shower and rest.
One of those groups had several hundred members—almost all cyclists, most of them locals from Wulin City.
"Damn, Lu Jing riding on a workday. Doesn't need a job—must not be a corporate slave."
"Damn +1"
"Damn +1"
"..."
After more than a dozen 'damns,' someone finally clicked the video.
"Holy crap, this cornering is insane!"
"Cornering?"
"Told you not to lean, told you not to lean!! (voice cracking)"
"Told you not to lean, told you not to lean!! (voice cracking)"
"..."
Another wave of copy-pasted spam later, more people opened the video.
"What the hell—this is explosive! That kid!"
"I never thought I'd see a wheelchair corner like that—and overtake a road bike…"
"Who is that kid? Can't see his face clearly!"
"Absolutely insane, I'm sending this to another group."
"This is brutal—this is peak cycling."
"Sent."
"..."
The video completely blew up the group discussion and spread rapidly.
...
Lu Yang wasn't exactly idle while watching movies in the afternoon—mostly because he didn't have money for VIP, so he watched a lot of ads.
During those ads, he studied the system in his head. After completing the rescue mission, the system had changed.
There were now three types of missions available:
[ Life Missions ]
[ Healing Missions ]
[ Physical Missions ]
Lu Yang had already completed the first two and understood their rewards. But this newly unlocked Physical Mission—he had no idea what it entailed.
'Let's try taking one.'
With a slight shift in thought, the text before his eyes changed.
[ Physical Mission: Balance is essential. Walk a total distance of 100 meters along the railing on the rooftop of Congao High School's teaching building ]
[ Note: Before completing this mission, Life Missions cannot be continued ]