Chapter 108: White Moonlight, Crimson Cinnabar

As the red curtain was lifted, Cotton instinctively stood on tiptoe, eyes wide.

The metallic creation in front of Master Ajef piqued his deep curiosity and made him realize that the parts they had been producing recently had resulted in this metal creation.

At this moment, Yu Sheng’an looked at the bicycle in front of him, his mind in a daze.

It was as if he had returned to Blue Star.

He still remembered that he got his first bicycle back in middle school, right?

Back then, he often fantasized about taking a girl through the campus streets.

What a pity! Those past memories are painful to recall.

“Oh, so this is where you’ve been! What is this thing?” A clear female voice interrupted Yu Sheng’an’s thoughts.

He turned his head and saw Afnora, who had quietly appeared behind him.

She loved red, wearing a red robe with a golden-patterned cloak that covered her graceful figure entirely, boots made of deerskin, and her snow-white hair had turned black.

It wasn’t clear if she hid her features deliberately or was imitating Yu Sheng’an’s hair color.

Yu Sheng’an grinned and said, “Early bird gets the worm. How about trying this great invention together?”

With that, he walked to the bicycle, skillfully got on, hooked his foot on the pedal, and adjusted it to the appropriate angle to exert force.

Only then did he push down with his foot, and the bike swiftly darted to Afnora’s side.

“Sit in front or at the back?”

Yu Sheng’an tilted his head, intentionally giving her a multiple-choice question, as if he had returned to his youth.

“Not sitting!”

Afnora’s face became frosty with a hint of blush, and she turned away.

As Yu Sheng’an got on and pedaled the bicycle, she immediately understood its purpose.

But Yu Sheng’an’s words were just as annoying as ever!

A scoundrel is always a scoundrel!

“Come on, don’t leave!”

Yu Sheng’an was not having it. He left the large factory directly, kicking the pedals and chasing after her.

White Reed watched the mischievous and smiling Master Ajef chase after her, his smile stiffening and body petrifying.

Was this still the Internet God, whose divine might was unfathomable in his memory?

Wait a minute!

Could it be that the woman was also a god if the Internet God treated her so equally?

Upon realizing this, White Reed’s pupils widened suddenly, and his hands and feet turned cold!

This world was too dangerous. Do gods run around without caring about their dignity?

By this time, Afnora had already left the factory.

She was somewhat angry.

When Quever was under attack by the Five Prime Gods, she had contributed significantly.

Distributing flyers, delivering intelligence, persuading countries, and forming alliances to pressure Saintord… she had made countless efforts.

Even though many efforts didn’t have obvious effects, this didn’t erase her achievements.

In the end, after the war, Yu Sheng’an didn’t even thank her and disappeared.

Okay, she initially told herself it was because Quever was recovering from the war, and Yu Sheng’an might be too busy.

But as time went on, the Internet Bank was established, and he was still nowhere to be seen.

Afnora was furious.

He has time to update the Internet Bank but no time to thank her?

Was projecting a Divine Projection really so difficult?

The more Afnora thought, the more uncomfortable she felt, so she came directly to find him.

She wanted to see what he was really busy with.

“Are you angry? Don’t be. What I’m doing is actually for your own good.”

Yu Sheng’an explained while pedaling the bicycle and tilting his head.

“For my benefit?”

Afnora looked puzzled. Had she really misunderstood him?

“Do you know why music couldn’t spread?”

Afnora shook her head.

“Because productivity wasn’t high enough. You know, all creative arts, including music, ultimately flourish from abundance.”

Here it comes again!

This guy is spouting his nonsense again!

Upon hearing this, Afnora rolled her eyes.

“Think about it. If people can’t even get enough food and are struggling daily for meals, would they have the time to pause and hum songs or even create music? Would they consider the God of Music indispensable?”

Afnora was stunned.

“So only when the common people have full bellies and free time will they pay attention to things beyond eating, like music,” Yu Sheng’an concluded.

“What does this have to do with this thing?” Afnora asked.

“Of course, it’s related! This is called a bicycle. It is a means of transportation. It achieves the purpose of saving energy through leverage! It doesn’t require magic to drive, and any ordinary person can easily ride it.”

“Compared to horses, it doesn’t need feed, a stable, or fear of getting sick. Even if it breaks down, it only requires a few replaceable parts. Its appearance will be a groundbreaking invention for the common people.”

“With it, people can transport goods with less time and effort. Doesn’t this saved time allow them to listen to music or even create music?”

“Listening to songs? You mean for yourself, right?” Afnora said, pouting, though her expression had softened.

“My things are yours. If it’s for me, isn’t it also for you?” Yu Sheng’an smiled.

“Smooth talker!” Afnora turned her face away, refusing to look at Yu Sheng’an.

“Try its performance! It won’t be long before it appears on Vis Els streets. As a god, isn’t it embarrassing if you don’t understand it?”

Yu Sheng’an said.

His words seemed to persuade Afnora, but she still couldn’t lower her face.

Seeing this, Yu Sheng’an quickly stopped the bicycle, grabbed Afnora’s arm, and urged her: “Here, since you’re shy, I won’t let you sit in front. Sit at the back, sideways. Yes, just like that.”

Afnora hesitantly sat sideways on the bicycle’s back seat.

Yu Sheng’an chuckled, mounted the bike, and called out, “Hold on! Let’s go!”

As he spoke, he pedaled quickly, swaying as they shot out.

“Relax your body and feel the balance of this bike. How does it feel? Pretty good, right?”

Initially tense, Afnora slowly relaxed under Yu Sheng’an’s guidance.

The wind swept past her ears, lifting her hair. She felt an unprecedented thrill, her heart pounding.

Just then, Yu Sheng’an suddenly squeezed the handbrake.

The great inertia caused the relaxed Afnora to instinctively hug Yu Sheng’an’s back.

Afnora’s face turned as red as an apple.

“Sorry, I encountered someone ahead.”

Such nonsense. They were still in the factory; who could be here?

“Hold tight! Here we go!”

Feeling the softness against his back, Yu Sheng’an grinned, pedaling the bike out of the factory.

The street was bustling like water.

The emergence of the Internet had invisibly promoted great development in Quever’s productivity.

The shops on both sides, wandering vendors, shouts were endless, with virtual screens becoming increasingly extravagant.

Yu Sheng’an expertly pedaled the bike, weaving through the crowd like the wind.

He deliberately chose bumpy roads to race through!

Virtual screens flashed past his ears, gradually turning into dazzling colors!

The bike sped like the wind, and he seemed as youthful as ever.

At that moment, his sword training outfit was white like moonlight, and his red cloak was crimson like cinnabar.

“What is that?”

“Isn’t that Master Ajef?”

As the bicycle raced down Long Street, the street came alive!