After venting his emotions, Old Li finally bowed to Su Qi: "Thank you so much for your righteous assistance!"
Old Li noticed the man's neat attire and the fact that he was even casually munching on a watermelon. Clearly, he had stepped in early to control the situation and prevent immeasurable losses.
Su Qi found it amusing again.
This teacher was really going all out with his act.
He knew exactly what this scene was about—making an example of someone.
The guy on the ground was the troublemaker who'd been singled out.
And the gratitude? Just a way to make the students think they'd narrowly escaped disaster, ensuring they’d remember this lesson.
Truly a masterful move.
Still, Su Qi shook his head and refused to take credit. "I didn’t do anything."
"It was Liu Yuan who beheaded the leader of the undead squad. The rest were just third-tier skeleton soldiers—hardly a threat."
He wasn’t lying, but he wasn’t telling the whole truth either.
Old Li’s eyes flickered with surprise at this. He turned to look at Liu Yuan, who was still in a daze, his gaze now thoughtful.
Several students chimed in: "Teacher, it was Liu Yuan who killed that huge guy!"
"Xu Kun got skewered like a kebab in seconds by that giant. I thought it was a fifth-tier creature… I was sure we were all gonna die…"
A male student’s face still bore traces of terror. "Otherwise, I don’t think I’d have had the courage to fight back…"
Old Li finally finished bandaging Xu Kun’s wounds. "I’m Li Hu from the Ministry of Education. These kids are students from Jiangxia Sixth Academy…"
He glanced at Xu Kun, then at the other students, hesitating. "Could I trouble you to take this kid out for treatment?"
"There’ll be compensation."
"Too stinky. Not doing it."
Luckily, Xu Kun had passed out from the pain—otherwise, he’d have definitely lost it.
When had he ever been so despised?
Old Li was at a loss for words. Handing the kids over to a stranger didn’t sit right with him, especially after what had just happened. Even he, a professional teacher, had struggled to keep them in line…
"Fine. I’ll call for someone to pick him up. He should hold on for a bit longer."
Then he turned to the students. "Let’s head back to the campsite and regroup. A medical team will arrive soon. Those of you with fractures should get treated—otherwise, there might be complications. If money’s an issue… well, forget it."
"Hey, buddy, don’t touch Liu Yuan. She’s not in a good state—seems like some kind of stress disorder. Best not to disturb her right now."
Even without Old Li’s warning, Su Qi could tell something was off with Liu Yuan.
Normally, venting emotions would involve crying, not zoning out for this long.
"Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing."
"This isn’t about whether you know what you’re doing. I’ll call a professional team for psychological counseling. Step away now, or I’ll consider this provocation and act accordingly."
"I’m Liu Yuan’s guardian."
Old Li’s stern tone faltered. "Su Qi?"
"That’s me."
Even so, Old Li remained uneasy. After all, Su Qi had a reputation for being "arrogant." "If you’re not confident… please leave it to the professionals. Don’t harm your sister."
"As the main force in this fight, I’ll cover her treatment costs. No need to worry about money."
"It’s fine. You all go rest. I’ll bring Liu Yuan over soon."
Faced with Su Qi’s resolve, Old Li couldn’t argue. In major decisions, a guardian’s authority outweighed a teacher’s.
Reluctantly, Old Li led the students away.
He couldn’t claim to be perfectly fair—favoritism was inevitable—but he also couldn’t abandon the others.
The group really needed to recover.
Soon, Old Li carried Xu Kun on his back as they returned to their campsite—which, ironically, had no tents.
A few uniformed personnel arrived shortly after. Seeing Xu Kun’s severe injuries, they quickly lifted him away with Old Li’s assistance.
Then, they watched as Liu Yuan and Su Qi approached, one after the other.
Liu Yuan’s face was flushed with an unnatural redness. "Su Qi, for the first time, I realize how utterly annoying you are!!!"
What was going on?
A miraculous recovery?
…
As for what really happened?
Let’s rewind half an hour.
Old Li had left with the group.
Su Qi walked up to Liu Yuan and waved a hand in front of her face.
No reaction.
He tried calling out: "Liu Yuan, dinner’s ready!"
Nothing.
"Liu Yuan, I stole your snacks!"
Still nothing.
"The undead army’s back!"
No response.
Su Qi nodded thoughtfully.
He pulled out his phone.
Click, click.
A rapid series of photos.
Su Qi grinned. "Rare to see you so disheveled. Still wetting yourself as an adult? Gotta document this."
Liu Yuan suddenly snapped back to reality. "I did not!"
Su Qi feigned confusion. "Then what’s that stain on your pants?"
Liu Yuan’s face turned crimson. "Sweat! Is that so weird?!"
Su Qi teased her. "Really?"
"Yes!"
"Let me check?"
"Pervert!"
"Lewd!"
"Creep!"
Liu Yuan kicked at him in frustration.
But her foot might as well have hit steel. She clutched her toes, tears welling up.
"Su Qi, you’re the worst…"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
