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¹ In Chinese, "看腿" (kàn tuǐ) means both "have legs examined" (medical) and "look at legs" (ogling). Chen Shu deliberately sets up the medical interpretation, then reveals with "no legs left to look at" that he actually went to ogle nurses' legs - a classic perverted joke that makes Fang Si furious.
"..."
In an instant, the entire scene fell silent.
The buzz-cut man's mouth twitched as black lines formed on his forehead, wondering if this guy was insane. Zhang Dali felt his heart skip a beat. So you marched over here all righteous and heroic... just to say that? What happened to the legendary hero saving the beauty? Wang Qinghan was equally speechless, finding the boy completely unpredictable.
"Skill Book 'Violent Sitting Kill' has been placed in system space."
Chen Shu let out a huge sigh of relief. Mission accomplished. He took off running, with Zhang Dali close behind.
They arrived strangely and departed just as strangely, like a passing breeze that disturbed nothing.
"Boss, I think we just got played?" one of the men said in an odd tone.
"You idiot, what do you mean 'think'? We definitely got played!!" The buzz-cut man looked thoroughly pissed. "Remember those two. Next time we see them, beat them up! Beat them till they're nothing but dust!"
...
"Chen Pi, why do I feel like your condition is getting worse?"
After running a good distance, Zhang Dali stopped, panting heavily. "You wouldn't understand. Brother here always has his reasons."
While others cried and begged just to help their contract spirits learn a single skill, he could snag them effortlessly.
Violent Sitting Kill: The contract spirit leaps high and sits precisely on the enemy's head. Damage scales with body size.
It was practically tailor-made. Totally worth the risk.
He slapped the skill book, instantly letting his golden slime learn it.
With one highly compatible combat skill added, the slime's power skyrocketed.
"What a fulfilling day."
Chen Shu's mood was fantastic. He even splurged on a huge bag of kebabs for a late-night snack.
The two went their separate ways, each heading home to their mothers.
Back home, Chen Shu played on his phone while eating kebabs, living the good life.
On Weibo, news about the Public Toilet Potion Master continued to spread, and his alpaca t-shirt had become such an overnight sensation that people were offering ten thousand yuan for it. What a crazy era.
"Looks like I'll have to retire this shirt," Chen Shu sighed. He'd always preferred a low profile; besides, fame would only make it harder to pull off sneak attacks in the future.
All the photos on Weibo only showed his back, with not a single frontal shot. Perhaps his heroic act of personally tasting the Strength Potion had shocked everyone so thoroughly that no one had managed to capture his face.
After surfing the web for a while, Chen Shu yawned. Suddenly remembering something, he opened his chat with Fang Si and quickly typed:
"Sister Fang Si, I went to the hospital today to check out some legs."¹
*Ding ding!*
"What's wrong?" Fang Si replied instantly, clearly already on her phone.
"But I was too late."
"First tell me, what happened to your legs? Did someone beat you up?" Fang Si asked with concern.
"The nurses had all gone home. No legs left to look at."
"!!! Chen Pi, are you looking for a death sentence?"
At China Academy, Fang Si lay on her bed muttering: "This brat really needs a beating."
"Fang Si, who's got you all worked up now?" asked a girl with bangs from another bed.
Fang Si had a fiery temper and short hair, giving her a dashingly heroic look.
"Nothing, just a little brother." Fang Si didn't elaborate.
Ding ding.
"Sister Fang Si, how's the environment at China Academy? I'm planning to come next year."
"Come for what? The school doesn't need security guards right now."
"..."
Chen Shu was speechless. Do I look seem like a security guard material? That's Zhang Dali's job!
"I'm coming to study."
"Oh please. Just focus on getting into a regular university for liberal arts. With me looking out for you two, no one will dare bully you!"
Fang Si didn't know Chen Shu had already transferred to the Beast Taming class.
Chen Shu didn't explain either. He was planning to shock everyone when the time came.
The two ended their conversation. Chen Shu washed up and prepared for bed.
The choice between sleeping and cultivating appeared again. Chen Shu immediately fell fast asleep.
Beast Taming Power flowed into his body. At this rate, he'd become a Level 4 Beast Tamer soon.
The next day, Chen Shu walked into the classroom.
The day passed without incident, except for the history and materials teachers praising him by name.
When school ended in the afternoon, Xia Bing suddenly approached him looking troubled.
"Chen Shu, could you lend me some money?" she asked softly, head lowered in embarrassment.
Chen Shu froze. Someone was actually asking him for money? Options appeared before him again.
[Option 1: Say generously: "Come on, what's our relationship? Why talk about borrowing? That's so formal. Just tell me how much you need."]
Completion reward: Small amount of Beast Taming Power
[Option 2: Shake your head frantically while quickly saying: "Hey, I have money, but I won't lend it, just won't lend it."]
Completion reward: Golden Slime's size increases by 10%
[Option 3: Look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and say sadly: "Talking about money really hurts our friendship."]
Completion reward: Berserk Potion
[Option 4: Pat your chest boldly and say: "As friends, I'll lend it to you, but there's gotta be interest."]
Completion reward: High School Beast Taming Geography Knowledge
The appearance of four options was a rare occurrence, making Chen Shu hesitate. The first option was definitely out; besides the paltry reward, it meant giving money away for free, and this landlord had no surplus grain. Of the remaining three, the fourth was the most useful, since maxing out his academic scores would give him a real shot at the Grade 12 special training class.
Chen Shu didn't hesitate further. He patted his chest: "I'll lend you the money, but about the interest..."
"Double the bank rate!"
Xia Bing quickly agreed.
She was naturally proud. Asking to borrow money was already extremely difficult for her. Without interest, she'd feel uneasy.
"How much do you need?" Chen Shu asked.
"A hundred thousand yuan..." Xia Bing said quietly.
"Cough cough cough..." Chen Shu instantly choked on his saliva, coughing violently.
Big sister, did you investigate my entire net worth or something?
"What do you need that much money for?" Chen Shu asked.
"I'm about to break through to Level 6 Beast Tamer," Xia Bing said straightforwardly, her eyes filled with anticipation. "I want to buy a Medium-Grade Beast Orb from the black market."
Becoming a Level 6 Beast Tamer was extremely rare for a second-year student, easily placing her in the top ten of her grade and guaranteeing entry into the Grade 12 special training class.
"Alright! I'll lend it to you! But I have one condition." Chen Shu paused, a peculiar smile creeping across his face that made Xia Bing's heart jump—that smile looked suspicious.
"What condition?" Xia Bing asked.
"You have to write an essay praising me. At least two thousand words. It must be genuine and deeply moving. Give it to me tomorrow."
Xia Bing: "..."
What kind of ridiculous request was this?!