"A person experiences three deaths in their lifetime. I've skipped biological death and fast-forwarded straight to sociological death. Lin Li, if I jumped down right now, when you see my corpse with eyes that won't close, what would you think?"
Zhou Baowei pressed against the window, looking at the ground outside. The more he looked, the more it resembled a warm, cozy bed that made one want to lie down on it immediately.
"I'd think about whether to go see the latest movie 'Bureau 947' this afternoon."
"Isn't there class this afternoon?" Zhou Baowei was somewhat confused.
"If you jump down, there won't be class anymore." Bai Bufan poked his head over to join the conversation, using a tone that questioned how he could ask such a low-IQ question, then looked at Lin Li, "Let's go to the cinema together then, but I want to watch 'Fortress Under the Sea.'"
"Really going under the sea? If it's really under the sea, then I have no choice but to watch it."
"You guys, you guys..." Zhou Baowei was so moved by his brothers that he couldn't speak.
They really were good brothers—he hadn't even jumped yet, and they were already preparing to handle the aftermath. If only this aftermath were his own, Zhou Baowei would be even more moved.
Zhou Baowei listlessly returned to his seat, somewhat despairing.
Just thinking about how his image in the class monitor's heart was completely ruined, and how it would very likely spread to all the girls in class through dormitory night chats, Zhou Baowei felt like life wasn't worth living.
He hoped the girls' dormitory night chats could be like the boys'—eventually veering off to world affairs and worrying about the country and people, rather than focusing on him.
"My reputation is ruined."
"Look on the bright side. Maybe the class monitor didn't remember you as a minor character at all. To her, what just happened was just a joke that went in one ear and out the other." Bai Bufan comforted.
"..."
That seemed even worse than having his reputation ruined.
"I'll never be abstract again. No one understands my humor, but people really do think I'm a fool. Wuwuwu..." Zhou Baowei reflected painfully and made up his mind.
"What about Genshin?" Hearing this, Lin Li leaned back, looking past Bai Bufan with concern.
"Start—!! Up!!" Zhou Baowei reflexively sat up straight, using all his strength to draw out the pronunciation.
Lin Li breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness—he almost put this kid on the right track in life. After all, people who don't play abstract stuff could have a future. Now it seemed Zhou Baowei was just talking.
Abstract wasn't something easy to quit. Addicted people craved another hit every moment.
Lin Li looked at Mission Five's progress bar. It was moving slightly since he'd indeed chatted a few sentences with the class monitor, but it was negligible.
"Lin Li, how are things going?" When only two people were left, Bai Bufan asked.
"What things?"
"The Xiling Town Single Men's Gentle Harbor Destruction Plan."
"Oh that, zero progress."
"How useless. I thought you had connections. I've got some leads on my end." Bai Bufan said disdainfully.
"You? If you have connections, I'll write the character Lin backwards from today on." Lin Li scoffed.
"Can I write it upside down?"
"No way, one thing at a time." Lin Li shook his head.
"I really do. Last night I tried browsing local content on short video apps, then sent private messages to accounts that looked suspicious in style. Many replied. Could those become our targets?" Bai Bufan said while drinking his soup.
Lin Li raised an eyebrow. He hadn't thought of Bai Bufan's approach yet.
But he quickly thought of problems too.
The mission description said he needed to destroy pleasure demon cultivator strongholds.
These social media bloggers, even if they really were in this business, were probably freelancers? Scattered pleasure cultivators who'd stolen techniques without joining sects?
That probably wouldn't complete the mission.
But maybe some bloggers were madams.
Could he follow the vine to find their strongholds?
Thinking of this, Lin Li nodded, "Maybe possible, but I need to see the specific situation."
"Good, but I didn't bring my phone. How about you come to our dorm at lunch to look? I can't wait to go fishing for law enforcement." Bai Bufan nodded.
Having fishing potential since childhood, this life was done for. If it really worked out, Lin Li would give him a pair of Air Force Ones—Putian knockoffs, of course.
"Okay." Lin Li nodded. Although he'd arranged tutoring with Chen Yuying at lunch, what they'd actually arranged was during official lunch break time. He had no place in the dorms anyway. Once the official lunch break bell rang, he could return to the classroom to find the class monitor.
...
The bell for the end of fifth period rang.
Figures crowded outside the windows, everyone running fast as if they wouldn't get food if they were late.
—They really wouldn't.
While they wouldn't actually miss meals, they might have to queue for ten minutes.
Because she'd been led by someone to talk about her college stories for twenty minutes, the English teacher had much of this lesson's content left unfinished.
However, facing everyone's eager glances toward the window and the hints when they looked back at her, the young and soft-hearted Kou Kou helplessly put down her textbook and waved, "Class dismissed."
The scene was like a tree falling and the monkeys scattering.
"Goodbye, Teacher Kou Kou." As a distinguished member of the off-campus party today, Lin Li naturally didn't need to rush like others. Walking leisurely toward the main entrance, he greeted Kou Kou.
"Lin Li, I'm glad you took the teacher's words to heart. You were very focused today." Seeing it was Lin Li, Kou Kou said.
Lin Li finally had energy today.
"Teacher, this is what I should do."
Because of practicing the spiritual energy chapter today, Lin Li felt incredibly energetic and wasn't sleepy at all.
Unfortunately, he could only last two more days. No, one day—the day after tomorrow he'd only have one Spirit Stone left, with the remaining half hour only able to practice normal Eight-Stage Body Forging.
"I'm not finished yet." Kou Kou smiled.
"Please continue praising." Seeing Kou Kou smile, Lin Li also smiled, like being bathed in spring breeze.
"But could you use this focus on English class content instead of the teacher's stories!" It turned out Kou Kou was smiling from anger.
This damn kid.
Did he have energy when she taught course content?
Yes.
But.
Before, he was listlessly giggling with Bai Bufan during class.
Today, he energetically giggled with Bai Bufan during class.
—So he giggled even louder.
That would have been fine. At least after being scolded, he'd really listen to class.
Just somewhat distractedly.
But once she started talking about things outside the textbook—her experiences or stories—he immediately became a top-tier straight man, never letting her words fall flat, maximizing emotional value with light in his eyes.
And every time her story was almost finished, this kid would keenly ask a question—one she also wanted to tell everyone—extending the extracurricular segment.
Coaxing her into accidentally talking too much.
Half a period, a whole half period!
She usually only talked about her past for five minutes at most!
If this kid could use this conversational skill during her normal teaching segments, what an accomplished lesson it would be!
Hearing this, Lin Li honestly blinked.
"Are you this focused in other classes too? Didn't they say you seriously answer teaching questions?" Kou Kou couldn't help asking.
"...Yes."
"I'll ask other teachers after returning to the office."
"Then no."
Kou Kou: "..."
So what she longed for was other teachers' daily routine.
"Why... why... why..."
Your friend "Kou Kou (Vengeful Spirit Limited Edition)" has come back online.
(End of Chapter)