Volume One, Chapter 30: Cleverness Gone Awry

“Second Brother, why are you here?” As Su Ningxia turned her head, she met the restrained gaze of her second brother. He walked up to her, took her by the wrist, and began pulling her outside. At once, all the teachers inside fixed their eyes on him.

“Second Brother, I’m still covering this class. Can you let me finish—”

“No!” he said in a low voice. “If you have the energy for this, you’d do better to contribute to the family!”

“There’s a Western doctor in town. Find a way to introduce me, build a connection. You managed it with the director of the health bureau before; this time, with this new arrival, I’m sure you can do it for me as well, understand? I need this job. Think of it as repaying the family for everything we’ve done for you…”

Was He Yong’s strength at the very peak of the First Grade, or—? Zheng Bing didn’t dare let the thought continue.

At first, everyone found Ajun’s voice irritating—if he wasn’t correcting someone, he was mocking them, never bringing anything good. But now, hearing his voice felt like music from the heavens. If it weren’t for Zheng Peng still standing silent on the dueling platform, everyone would have leapt up with excitement.

Next, Jian Xingdao learned from the other party what had happened. The senior was an officer in the student council, his family wielding some influence. One day, he approached Yang Yiyi and declared his feelings, promising that after graduation, they would marry at once, and he’d arrange for her household registration to become local.

Qingge had no way to handle it, nor could she bear to scold it, so after a moment’s silence, she simply turned away and ignored it.

The treefolk known as Groot were a peculiar life form; to be precise, their race was a kind of humanoid plant. Intelligence was their fatal flaw. Among them, very few possessed intelligence on par with Groot—such individuals were rare indeed.

Having mastered such mysterious power, Duan Ming’s eyes brimmed with evident joy. Yet before he could fully integrate the arcane knowledge, a flurry of disordered footsteps grew ever clearer in his ears.

To Qingge, her own voice seemed to echo from some distant place. After a long pause, she slowly turned her head to see the Moon Goddess approaching, the sight so dreamlike that she felt herself caught in a daze.

Elsewhere, when Qi Bo explained that the Sect Master had ordered him to request help in devising secret codes, Duanmu Guang accepted the task without hesitation.

As soon as the live call connected, An Zhe was surprised to find Angus was not in the ducal residence. The room he occupied was a grand and imposing reception hall.

But how had these two—one with a bow and the other with an axe—suddenly appeared within ten meters of him?

“It’s not a question of trying, but of certainty. Make sure you bring it in. That way, I’m not putting you in a difficult position. The nation’s policies must be implemented. There’s only a month left before the end of the quarter. At quarter’s end, you make up twenty million in taxes. Tell me, can you do it?” Sun Zhaohua said to Zhang Xing.

When faced with such a childish, laughable provocation from the tree demon, he couldn’t even be bothered to respond. But if he let this creature suppress him, what use would he have for such a servant?

George clenched his fists so tightly it seemed he used all his strength. His entire body trembled, and he muttered to himself as if an invisible volcano was about to erupt in his chest.

What on earth was Feng Hao up to? Where had all his level six and seven warrants gone?

For the first time, he had suffered such a heavy blow—struck with holy light energy, the very power his dark constitution was most sensitive and fearful of. Blood vessels bulged on Xue Huan’s forehead, and a trickle of black blood seeped from his pale lips.

Because of this, despite their high status as Upper Purity elders, their mediocre abilities meant the Alliance Army’s high command kept them in the rear, tasked with safeguarding the defensive arrays.

Thinking this, Shi Da Zuanfeng felt a surge of delight. Looking at Huang Huan, who had brought him all this, he found him more pleasing than ever.

Still, Feng Hao’s combat record was no match for Lin Fan’s, which surprised everyone. After all, in the Ruins of Holy Fall, Feng Hao’s pursuit of warrants had been far more frenzied than Lin Fan’s.

The Thousand-Thread Underworld King, the Jade-Faced Underworld King, and Ancestor Nine Nether circled the precious mirror. Sure enough, they saw Huang Zhi’s army—so pitifully small that it made them all burst out laughing.

“But we’ve already checked every house… and we followed the roster the bailiff gave us…” Cao Yi found it hard to believe as well.

Every word from her father struck Yan Nuo like a bolt of lightning, each syllable landing squarely on her crown.

Mei Shuyu managed to steady herself a little, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead as she released the Duke’s hand and anxiously smoothed her wrinkled clothes, creased from sleeping drunkenly.

But he knew now was not the time for such thoughts. The Wei army was notorious for leaving no worthless prisoners alive. The fact that Aurora Frost hadn’t troubled him yet didn’t mean he could avoid explaining himself to that robot officer whose rank was higher than his own.

“It’s just that you didn’t expect fate to intervene. After leading him to Peach Blossom Valley, it turned out the Southern Gu King was needed,” Hua Zhuo said.

Ren Yueshu felt her cheeks flush and heat rise as she watched, realizing that perhaps Chen Le had been right all along.

If not for his longing to be an ordinary, unnoticed student, he would now be happily embarking on a new chapter at university, saying goodbye to the past and starting afresh.

“I’ve come to take my wife home,” Lu Jue gazed at her, eyes full of tenderness. His hands never stopped moving—first tightening her cloak, then tucking her cold hands into the warmth of his embrace.

“I’m sorry, I was just afraid you might do something rash.” He explained as he reached out to help Zhou Nianruo up.

Meanwhile, the city of bones was bustling with excitement. Every player who had reached level ten put aside what they were doing and stepped into that gray world.

Whatever his intentions, Lu Jue chose not to delve further. He nodded and said, “As you wish. Let’s go home for now.” Taking the umbrella Liu Fuling handed him, he left together with Zhou Nianruo, sheltering side by side.