For the next few days, Lin Chu remained immersed in his leisurely travels.
Hiking through alpine meadows.
Taking a dip in wild hot springs.
Burning incense on Jizu Mountain.
Eating a local pig-butchering feast...
He didn't have any particularly special encounters, just a sense of leisure tinged with emptiness.
He would sit and watch the scenery change, the clouds gather and disperse.
He ate his fill, slept, and woke up to wander some more, completely carefree.
After a few days of this, Lin Chu began to exude a lazy sort of aura, inside and out.
He couldn't even be bothered to shave the stubble that had grown out.
It was a starkly different state of being compared to his friends back in Peng City.
In his various Peng City group chats—the one for the United Youth Association, his core group of friends, and the social media feeds of many others he knew—everyone was discussing the economy and posting screenshots of their stock market gains...
