On the other side, Su Yang had already driven his car into the courtyard of his villa. After parking, the three of them got out and walked toward the entrance. Pan Ning and Meng Qianyu had both registered their facial recognition and fingerprints, so they no longer needed Su Yang to enter the villa freely.
Meng Qianyu reached the door first, opening it with a cheerful smile. "We're home~"
Su Yang followed behind. "Go wash up and get some sleep. We’ll wake up early tomorrow to go shopping~"
"Alright~ I was just thinking of resting a bit and having a late-night snack~"
"Still eating? You’re going to gain weight at this rate~"
"Impossible! I have the kind of metabolism where I can eat anything without gaining weight. I just really want a taste of your eel noodles~"
Hearing this, Pan Ning, who was changing her shoes nearby, nodded in agreement. "I second that~"
Su Yang turned to Pan Ning. "Are you also blessed with that kind of metabolism?"
"Not sure, but I don’t really care either way."
"Uh… fine then. Well, I guess I’ll have to serve you two young ladies~"
"Not happy about it?"
"Of course I am, it’s my honor~" Su Yang teased, winking at Pan Ning.
The three of them laughed as they changed into slippers and entered the living room. Su Yang pulled out his phone and checked it.
The group chat titled [Modern Youth Escape Guide] was already buzzing with messages. Su Qingci and Tang Ziyun had already made it home.
Su Yang glanced at the chat and typed: We’re back too~
Meng Wenzhou: Just got here.
Liu Bo: Arrived~
Zhang Ziming: By the way, after we finish shopping tomorrow, should we all go out for a nice dinner?
Ji Bo: Sounds good, I’m in.
Chu Qiunan: Same here!
Meng Qianyu: Why don’t you all come to Su Yang’s place? His cooking is amazing!!
Su Yang looked up from his phone and called out to her, "Hey, you sure know how to volunteer me, huh?"
"Oops, I just thought of it and sent it~"
As soon as her message went through, everyone else replied in agreement.
Su Yang chuckled helplessly. He had indeed mentioned before that he’d invite everyone over once he settled into his new place. Now seemed like the perfect time. He picked up his phone and responded: Alright, everyone’s welcome to come over tomorrow after shopping~
Ji Bo: Su Yang, you’re the best!! So generous!
Liu Bo: Perfect, we haven’t seen your new place yet. Tomorrow, we’ll all invade!
Meng Wenzhou: I have a suggestion.
Zhang Ziming: Go ahead.
Meng Wenzhou: How about after we buy our gear tomorrow, we bring everything straight to Su Yang’s place? We can have dinner there, stay the night, and set off together the next morning.
Liu Bo: Brilliant idea!!
Ji Bo: I’m in!
Zhang Ziming: Nice, let’s do it~
Su Yang read their messages and replied: Come on over. I’ve got plenty of rooms. Tomorrow night, we’ll eat and party at my place.
Chu Qiunan: Can I come too?
Liu Bo: Nope~
Ji Bo: Haha, yeah, you can’t~
Chu Qiunan: Uh…
Su Yang smirked and typed: Stop teasing him. @Chu Qiunan (Sky Dragon King), you’re welcome tomorrow.
Chu Qiunan: Hahaha! Awesome!!
Su Qingci: Where’s your place, Su Yang?
Su Yang: I’ll drop the location in the group.
Su Qingci: Got it~
Tang Ziyun: Same~
......
After a while, the chat quieted down.
While messaging, Su Yang wasn’t idle. He stir-fried the marinated eel strips, preparing the late-night snack for the two ladies.
An hour later, the three of them sat back, full and satisfied, before heading to their rooms to rest.
Tonight, Meng Qianyu hadn’t gotten drunk, so Su Yang and Pan Ning tacitly called a truce.
The night passed uneventfully...
The next morning at 9 AM, Su Yang stretched hard and opened his eyes. He reached over and lightly pressed a touch-sensitive button on the wall beside his bed. The curtains on the balcony slowly parted from the center, letting in the warm sunlight that illuminated his sharply defined face.
"Perfect weather~ Time to get up!" Su Yang tossed aside the thin blanket and went to freshen up.
About ten minutes later, he stepped out of his bedroom. Pan Ning’s door was wide open, so Su Yang peeked inside.
The two girls were sitting in front of the vanity, applying makeup.
Hearing footsteps, Meng Qianyu turned and grinned. "Morning, Su Yang~"
"Morning. You two are up early~"
"Of course! We girls need extra time to get ready, so we had to wake up earlier~"
"Got it. Take your time. We’ll grab breakfast, then head out for supplies."
"Okay~"
Su Yang smiled and headed downstairs.
Half an hour later, at 10 AM, the three of them got into the car and drove out of the villa area.
Their goal for the day was clear—buying gear and groceries.
Su Yang first took the two girls to a noodle shop for a quick meal, then drove to the Qianxiang Mall shopping center.
After parking, they went straight to the third floor, which specialized in outdoor equipment, to pick up items like windbreakers, quick-dry shirts, and hiking boots.
An hour later, Su Yang had checked off everything on the list Liu Bo had shared in the group chat.
Next, they went down to the basement level to stock up on fresh groceries at the supermarket.
After loading everything into the car, Su Yang searched for nearby auto supply stores on his phone.
Luckily, there was a large auto parts center just a short distance from the mall, carrying almost every brand available on the market.
Su Yang checked the location and grinned. "Perfect, there’s a place nearby. Let’s make this quick."
"Sure~"
A few minutes later, they arrived at the Shangchi Auto Parts Center and bought a specialized car toolkit.
It included screwdrivers, pliers, hex keys, socket wrenches, tire levers, tow hooks, a tow rope, and a jack.
Su Yang also picked up a portable air compressor, a jump starter, and four tire chains.
Only one crucial item remained—spare tires.
The Rolls-Royce Cullinan came with run-flat tires, designed to keep driving even after a puncture, long enough to reach a repair shop. That’s why the car didn’t include a spare.
But this time, Su Yang and the others were heading into a desolate, uninhabited area. If a tire blew out there, even run-flats wouldn’t last long enough to find help.
No repair shops meant they had to carry spares.
Even if they weren’t original or run-flat tires, they just needed something to get them moving in an emergency.
Su Yang turned to the shop’s portly owner. "Boss, do you have 295/30/R24 tires? Preferably run-flats."
The man blinked, glancing at the Cullinan parked outside. "Yeah, but isn’t your car supposed to have 255 in front and 285 in the rear?"
Su Yang smirked. "Mine’s modified."
"Oh, got it! Yeah, I’ve got that size. Honestly, I stock every tire size you can think of!"
Su Yang nodded. "Good to hear."
"Hey handsome, are you looking for just the tires or the tire-and-wheel combo? Our shop has a special discount if you buy them together~"
"Let's go with the combo. Changing just the tires seems like a hassle."
"Got it! Follow me over here to take a look. By the way, how many do you need?"
"Two should do."
"Sure thing~"
Su Yang thought about it—buying four would add too much unnecessary weight, and it wasn’t really needed. Having two spares would be enough.
After browsing the selection in the tire display room, Su Yang eventually spent 10,000 yuan on two Continental run-flat tires with matching wheels.
This type of combo made replacements much easier. Otherwise, swapping just the tire or just the wheel would be a pain.
Unless you were a professional, it was practically impossible to handle.
Su Yang didn’t have any skills in this area yet, but even if he did, changing them without professional tools would still be tough. So buying these pre-assembled combos was the most convenient option.
Still, the thought crossed his mind: I wonder if the system will give me an auto-repair skill this time around. That’d be really useful in a pinch.
......
Soon, Su Yang finished buying everything he needed and loaded it all into the car.
It was already 1:30 in the afternoon by then. The group got into the car, and Su Yang pulled out his phone to check the group chat.
No one had posted yet, so he tagged Meng Wenzhou and Liu Bo.
"Old Meng, Fatty, do your cars have spare tires?"
After two minutes, Meng Wenzhou replied first: "Yeah, why?"
"Nothing, just wanted to remind you guys. If you didn’t have any, it’d be best to buy two tires matching your car’s specs. If we get a flat in the middle of nowhere with no spare, we’d be screwed."
Meng Wenzhou: Mine has one—I upgraded to a full-size spare.
Su Yang: Good.
As the two chatted, Liu Bo finally chimed in: Mine has one too, but I think it’s not full-size.
Su Yang: Then you should probably grab a full-size spare just in case.
Liu Bo: Got it! I’m actually at the auto parts mall right now picking stuff up.
Su Yang: Ok. After you finish shopping, head home and load up all your gear. Then come over to my place this afternoon. We’ll stay at mine tonight and set off from here tomorrow.
Liu Bo: Copy that~
Meng Wenzhou: @everyone (except the ones not coming), everyone pack your stuff and head to Old Su’s place later.
The others: Roger.
......

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