Zhong Yingxue and Xia Yao went to school.
Jiang Nan, hugging his knees, looked aggrieved.
He stared at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
Time ticked by slowly.
His heart was in torment.
Knowing the system’s tricks, most consolation prize side effects had a time limit.
If he stayed black forever,
Believe me, I’d die just to spite you.
(งᵒ̌皿ᵒ̌)ง
With nothing to do, Jiang Nan didn’t sit idle.
He pulled out some Heart-Pounding Pop Rocks to cheer himself up.
The buzz would help him forget his sorrow.
Three minutes later.
A wriggling black eel appeared on the bed…
Jiang Nan was both dazed and shocked.
He noticed spiritual energy within a 1,000-metre radius converging on him.
Was this the Ahey Black Garlic’s effect?
It boosted his spiritual energy absorption rate significantly.
From ten times to about fifteen times.
It pushed Jiang Nan’s level from Bronze Five-Star to Bronze Six-Star.
Damn. Ahey Black Garlic with Heart-Pounding Pop Rocks?
It works like that?
He mentally shouted 666.
This is awesome.
At 10 a.m., Jiang Nan finally saw his skin return to normal.
It was even smoother.
A whitening effect too?
He ate the Ahey Black Garlic around 10 p.m. last night.
So the blackening side effect lasted 12 hours?
Jiang Nan felt relieved.
Not a bad deal.
He changed clothes and happily left the house.
School was a must.
Otherwise, what a waste of his irresistible charm.
Maybe he’d even pick up some fangirls.
Walking along, Jiang Nan kept frowning.
Thanks to the Ahey Black Garlic, his sensing range remained 1,000 metres.
Every little movement fed back to him.
He wasn’t used to it.
Plus, he noticed a big problem.
The hooded girl from last night was tailing him from a distance.
An old man reading a newspaper on a park bench was sneakily watching too.
When Jiang Nan looked, the man quickly focused on his paper.
And the ice cream vendor, the guy walking his dog…
Jiang Nan: “Tch, tch, tch. Thieves work in teams now? Professionals.”
Wait.
No. If they were after theft, the house was empty. Why not rob it?
Why follow me?
They’re after me?
Jiang Nan recalled Shan Mao’s words.
His ability was exposed, and someone might mean him harm.
These people?
Damn. So unprofessional.
The hooded girl was here to assassinate me last night?
With those clumsy moves?
Couldn’t even find me…
Jiang Nan rubbed his chin, growing cautious.
He didn’t consider asking Shan Mao for help. He’d just returned.
If the Dark Night Army decided to “protect” him by barring school and sending him to a military base, that’d be awful.
“Hmm, can’t say anything. Can’t say.”
Jiang Nan shrugged it off and headed to school.
At the school gate, he saw five blood donation vans.
Many students were queuing.
Zhong Yingxue and Xia Yao were in line, waving him over.
Xia Yao, excited, said, “Xiao Nan. Come on. Get in line.”
Jiang Nan: “What’s this? Blood donation? Mandatory?”
He felt wary.
Something felt off.
School just started, and blood donation vans were here?
His eyes scanned the busy nurses.
Zhong Yingxue smiled, “It’s voluntary.”
Jiang Nan shook his head like a rattle, “No way. It hurts.”
Xia Yao glared, “You, afraid of pain? Get over here. It’s for society.
Plus, you get a blood donation certificate. If you need a transfusion later, certificate holders get priority.”
Jiang Nan still shook his head, “Draw yours. You’ve got plenty of blood.”
Xia Yao exploded, locking him in a seven-day Iron Bond of Love.
“Cough, cough. Big Wolf Sister, let go.”
Xia Yao snapped, “No way.”
Jiang Nan smirked mischievously, “Not letting go?
Meow~”
Xia Yao: ???
“Acting cute won’t save you.”
Jiang Nan raised an eyebrow, “Woof?”
Xia Yao suddenly remembered something, her face turning redder than a cherry.
“Ahh. I’ll kill you. Did you use your spatial wormhole to spy last night?”
She tightened her grip.
Jiang Nan rolled his eyes.
“Heavens, no way.”
Xia Yao, blushing, said, “Then how’d you know?”
Zhong Yingxue, stunned, asked, “Spy on what?”
Xia Yao and Jiang Nan shook their heads, “Nothing.”
Xia Yao leaned in, whispering fiercely, “I’ll deal with you later.”
Jiang Nan, aggrieved, said, “I didn’t.”
Zhong Yingxue: “Xiao Nan, really not donating?
Donate 300cc, and you get a small gift.”
Jiang Nan’s eyes lit up.
“A gift?
Draw it. Drain me dry.”
Xia Yao: …
Zhong Yingxue: …
After queuing for ages, it was almost Jiang Nan’s turn.
In another line, Yu Qingqing had finished donating, and it was Qin Shou’s turn behind her.
His face was pale.
“Little Fish. Does it… hurt?”
Yu Qingqing shook her head, “Not at all. Like a mosquito bite.
You scared of needles?”
Qin Shou noticed Jiang Nan watching and puffed out his chest.
“Scared of needles? Hah. Joke.
A true man fears nothing.
The word ‘fear’ isn’t in my dictionary.”
Jiang Nan laughed, “Then you got ripped off buying that dictionary.”
Qin Shou: ???
What the hell?
Is that what I meant?
[Resentment Points from Qin Shou +666.]
He sat down, extended his arm, “Stick it in.”
Eyes wide, full of bravado.
The nurse asked, “How much to donate?
What’s the minimum?”
Jiang Nan covered his face.
Can you not act tough and suffer?
Saying such cowardly words with such gusto?
The nurse stifled a laugh, “300cc.”
Qin Shou closed his eyes, looking like he was facing execution.
The needle went in, blood flowing into the bag.
As time passed, his face grew paler.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, lips turning blue.
The nurse, concerned, said, “You okay? Maybe we stop.”
Qin Shou snapped, “A true man never quits halfway.
Keep going.”
Jiang Nan swallowed, “Is this guy scared of blood?”
Xia Yao: “Poor guy, pushing himself.”
Qin Shou overheard and bristled, “Nonsense. A true man stands tall. Faint from blood? Impossible.”
Then he glanced at his blood bag, his face whitening instantly.
He slumped in the chair, dizzy.
Jiang Nan was stunned.
Damn. He really fainted. Scared of blood, yet donating?
Qin Shou, weakly, said, “Quick. Put it back.”
The nurse was dumbfounded, quickly hanging the bag and reinserting the needle to transfuse his blood back.
The 300cc he donated wasn’t enough; they added another 300cc.
Qin Shou’s colour improved slightly.
The nurse, speechless, said, “Alright, next. Don’t donate again.”
Qin Shou, stunned, asked, “Where’s my gift? You said there’s a gift.”
Jiang Nan: ???
Xia Yao: ???
All the students: ???
Have you no shame?
You got your 300cc back.
Plus another 300cc.
And you still want a gift?
You’re not here to donate. You’re here to rob.
Nurse: …
A gift?
I’ll give you a hammer.
