Jiangnan let out a sly chuckle through the screen.
It sent shivers down the spine.
Looking at Zhong Yingxue’s reply, though exposed, a warm current still flowed through the heart.
Being remembered felt so good.
But Xuexue’s natural airhead vibe was just too adorable.
Originally planned to stir things up in the class group chat.
But the friends’ circle was force-fed a dose of toxic chicken soup, so no more antics.
Watching the resentment points list refresh intermittently, Jiangnan slowly drifted into sleep.
Other residents weren’t so lucky.
Wangcai’s blissful dog life continued.
At night, it was all passionate battles, ghostly wails, and wolfish howls.
The village was up half the night, with who knows how many cursing in bed.
Since sleep was out of reach, might as well make babies.
Under a warm ray of sunlight, Wu Liang, feeling toasty, jolted awake.
Now back in human form, but battered and bruised.
Not a single possession on him.
Truly alone, with nothing but the breeze.
Just like that.
Wu Liang, barely opening his eyes, was blinded by camera flashes.
A crowd had gathered at the alley’s mouth.
“Oh my, young people these days are so bold.”
“This lad’s got some assets.”
Some auntie, “Slurp, hehe.”
“Could it be someone made him jump the wall? Tsk tsk tsk.”
The aunties cast predatory glances.
Young girls shyly covered their eyes but couldn’t resist peeking through their fingers.
Wu Liang’s mind buzzed.
Memories of yesterday slowly came back.
He frantically searched around, only to find Baldy Qiang and Scarface long gone.
“Damn it all.”
Now he didn’t even have a stitch of clothing.
He couldn’t stand the stares from the uncles, aunties, and girls.
He just wanted to crawl into a hole.
Then he noticed a pair of shorts draped over his chest.
“This, did Nanshen leave these for me?”
“Returning kindness for evil. What a guy.”
Wu Liang felt a twinge of gratitude.
Baldy Qiang and Scarface had fled.
He had nothing left, but in the end, Nanshen left him a pair of shorts.
Though, they were Pikachu triangle briefs.
But at least they were shorts.
With heartfelt gratitude, Wu Liang slipped them on.
Hmm?
Surprisingly comfortable.
A sensation boxer briefs never gave him.
That day, Wu Liang switched from boxers to briefs.
The onlookers’ gazes turned to fear.
They quickly cleared a path for him.
Phone flashes went wild, turning the narrow alley into a starlit runway.
Wu Liang strutted out of the alley.
Recalling yesterday’s fight, his face grew solemn.
Who’d have thought Jiangnan, called a nobody, was that strong.
That marksmanship, hand-to-hand combat, and flying bricks.
Thinking of it got Wu Liang’s blood pumping.
Truly, staying low-key was the ultimate flex.
Right now, he wanted nothing more than to find Jiangnan.
In the morning, Jiangnan arrived at the classroom.
The room fell dead silent for a moment, last night’s toxic soup still choking them.
The moment Jiangnan stepped in, the resentment points list started refreshing.
Li Xiang still couldn’t forget that double-barreled blast, and Li Muyan? Heartbroken.
Hmm.
During morning self-study, Liu Quanwu, hunched over his phone, burst out laughing at something.
Soon after, Jiangnan’s phone buzzed.
Opening it, he saw Liu Quanwu shared a Weibo post in the class group.
“Is this Wu Liang from Class Two? Hahaha.”
“I’m dying. This guy’s making a public debut?”
“Pikachu too, could it get any cuter? Hahaha.”
“Wu Liang’s physique is insane. My god, those muscles for real? I’m in love.”
“You love him? But he doesn’t love you. Haha.”
Curious, Jiangnan clicked in and saw an eye-searing scene.
Headline: Shock! Perverted muscle man appears at the pedestrian street morning market. Is it a twist of humanity or a fall of morals?
(Nine-square grid)
All images of Wu Liang striding down the street in just those shorts, bold as a dragon, lost in thought.
The comments below exploded.
“I admire this guy’s courage. Thumbs up for Pikachu.”
“Saw him at a roadside stall this morning. Sorry, my tofu soup sprayed everywhere. Pay for my breakfast.”
Fencing Men’s Team: “Brother, welcome to the family.”
Nanshen: “Jiangnan night market shorts on sale, ten yuan for two, same style.”
Jiangnan shakily exited Weibo, hand covering his face.
Last night, he really just tossed a pair of shorts at him.
Never expected this.
Wu Liang actually wore them.
So he casually dropped an ad, not a bad move.
The teacher tapped the blackboard, “Final exams are near.”
“As members of the Spirit Martial Class, the practical test will still be at Changbai Mountain’s Tianchi Spirit Ruin.”
“Hope everyone forms teams early and prepares well.”
“Spirit pearls gained in the ruin are yours to keep. Getting one with a spirit skill would be ideal.”
“The top ten in the grade will be rewarded with star pearls containing spirit skills. To prepare for the college entrance exam, the ruin stay has been extended from seven days to half a month. Be mentally ready, students.”
“Teams aren’t limited to class members. Ideally, one shield warrior, one mage, one melee, one controller.”
Instantly, the classroom buzzed with discussion.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Changbai Mountain Tianchi Spirit Ruin, a place you love and hate.”
“Our school’s no good. Songjiang Spirit Martial starts team mode in first year, while we’re just free-range.”
“Forget that, focus on forming teams.”
“Hehe, I’ll stick with last year’s teammates. We’ve got chemistry.”
Jiangnan listened quietly, thinking about spirit skills.
Low-tier spirit beasts in the ruin rarely carried skills.
Even if they did, finding one matching your attribute was tough.
Spirit martial artists could only absorb skills matching their ability attribute.
Each level-up allowed one skill absorption.
Take Jiangnan, Black Iron level.
He could only absorb one skill, and it had to be spatial.
Despite China’s vast lands and countless ruins, spatial spirit beasts were rare, tightly controlled by the association.
Jiangnan couldn’t get one.
His only teleport skill was innate.
Some geniuses could develop ability techniques on their own.
But Jiangnan couldn’t.
Still, he wasn’t worried. Few peers had absorbed spirit skills.
After all, Jiangcheng No.1 Middle wasn’t a proper spirit martial school.
But Jiangnan wondered if this time, the top ten grade reward of a spirit skill pearl might include a spatial one for him.
