"By the way, President Ji, may I ask what you bought today?"
Su Cheng suddenly inquired while riding his bicycle.
His tone seemed casual, but in truth, he was extremely curious.
Last night, he had heard from Liu Qingyue that Ji Qingyi was going shopping. This news had surprised him immensely. He could hardly imagine that the always calm and rational Ji Qingyi would choose to go out shopping alone.
Ji Qingyi was the only daughter of the Ji family. If anything were to go wrong, not only would Flame City Private Academy face turmoil, but the entire Flame Country would be thrown into chaos. No one could bear the consequences.
Yet, despite knowing this, Ji Qingyi had still insisted on going out. This curiosity stirred deep within him.
Although this "delicate" woman was powerful enough to punch someone to death with a single hit, Su Cheng dared not take even the slightest risk.
To him, 'friendship' was all about『mutual support』.
If you couldn't do that, you weren't really『friends』.
So when Liu Qingyue came for help, he agreed without hesitation.
Although Ji Qingyi hadn't spoken, the moment she sat on the bicycle, he knew it was tacitly permitted.
Initially, all he had to do was ensure Ji Qingyi's family vehicle couldn't pass. But when he saw Ji Qingyi in the crowd, even surrounded by people, she seemed lonelier than when she was alone. This sight deeply shook him.
So when someone tried to stop Ji Qingyi, he didn't hesitate to intervene.
In that moment, he forgot the risks of confronting the Ji family and exposing his abilities. All he knew was that no one could stop Ji Qingyi from shopping today. Even her father would have to give him face!
At this moment, Ji Qingyi, sitting at the back, remained silent.
Su Cheng didn't push; instead, he waited patiently.
He was quite curious about what she had bought, but seeing her cold gaze, he refrained from asking further.
Thus, the two fell silent for a minute. Just as Su Cheng started feeling increasingly awkward riding the bike, Ji Qingyi finally made a move.
She felt around her coat pocket and took out something wrapped in paper, handing it to Su Cheng.
Su Cheng was stunned. He abruptly stopped the bike, staring blankly at the candied hawthorn on a stick, momentarily unable to react.
"This is for you," Ji Qingyi's voice remained calm, yet it made Su Cheng feel slightly overwhelmed with gratitude.
Today, Ji Qingyi had bought two things during her shopping: a birthday gift and a candied hawthorn.
Though seemingly ordinary and inexpensive.
To her, the things she treasures dearly are the very items people take for granted.
So when she saw this item, she didn't hesitate to buy it, wanting to bring it to Su Cheng.
Because previously, Su Cheng had brought her similar-shaped mochi.
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Looking at the candied hawthorn handed over, Su Cheng was momentarily lost in thought. His lips trembled, and after a while, he managed to stammer out a few words: "Th-thank you, President Ji!"
He couldn't believe that Ji Qingyi, during her outing, had even brought him a gift!
From now on, anyone who called Ji Qingyi scary or ruthless would face his wrath!
After receiving the candied hawthorn, Su Cheng carefully placed it back into his waistband pocket, then continued cycling towards the school.
Seeing this, a subtle smile flashed across Ji Qingyi's face hidden beneath her mask before reverting to her usual composure.
She gazed at the scenery along the way, her gaze becoming somewhat distant...
Su Cheng had deliberately chosen a small path through the pedestrian street, so they wouldn't encounter any classmates.
Shortly after, Su Cheng stopped the bike, and Ji Qingyi alighted. One pushed the bike while the other walked elegantly by the side, slowly heading towards the school.
After about fifty meters, Ji Qingyi suddenly spoke beside him: "Today, did you use those mysterious tools?"
"Yeah," Su Cheng nodded in response.
He made no attempt to hide it.
"In my opinion, if you hesitate and choose not to use them in a worthy situation, these tools lose their original value," Su Cheng pushed the bike, his gaze fixed ahead, looking quite serious.
If you hesitate in making a decision and miss the opportune moment, the meaning of these tools becomes meaningless.
That’s why he had chosen to use them.
After speaking, no further words were exchanged. Su Cheng and Ji Qingyi continued towards the school in silence, only the rustling of the wind through the trees broke the silence.
However, upon hearing these words, Ji Qingyi's eyes blinked a couple of times, a hint of something unusual flashing through them.
"Is that so?"
After another stretch, Ji Qingyi suddenly spoke again, her gaze forward: "Even if you want to help others, you can't use it as a reason to hurt yourself."
Su Cheng was momentarily startled, turning to look at Ji Qingyi beside him. Her gaze, as still as lifeless water, seemed to see straight through his heart.
"It's not to the point of hurting myself," Su Cheng shook his head, looking ahead again and explained, "Liu Qingyue has already handled it; there shouldn't be any further trouble."
"Is that so? Then I hope that in the future, when you need to use these tools, you can tell me or her," Ji Qingyi's voice sounded again, cold but with an undeniable warmth and care hidden within, subtly even carrying a hint of closeness.
If one had to describe it:
—Like a plum blossom greeting spring.
"…Alright, I understand."
Su Cheng was taken aback by Ji Qingyi’s attitude but didn't reject it. Instead, he agreed. Because, deep down, she wanted to protect him.
"President Ji, I'm heading to school first," as they neared the school entrance a few hundred meters away, Su Cheng suddenly spoke.
Ji Qingyi nodded in response, giving no verbal acknowledgment, and watched the silhouette of Su Cheng as he pedaled away.
Even as Su Cheng cycled away, he could still feel the cold yet tender gaze of Ji Qingyi following him.
Due to their late arrival, the campus was already crowded, bustling with activity. Students were clustered in groups of three or five, exuding an atmosphere of liveliness.
At the entrance of the teaching building, several Disciplinary Committee Members were inspecting the students' appearance and dress. One of them, Su Cheng recognized:
It was his little fan, Hoshino Mirai.
It's worth mentioning that due to the rooftop being locked, he hadn't had any contact with her recently.
After entering the school gate, instead of heading towards the teaching building, Su Cheng pushed his bike towards the parking lot. The bicycle parking lot housed both the teachers' bicycles and those of students like him from humble backgrounds.
Meanwhile, at the window of Class 2-1, two boys were watching the scene below.
When they saw Su Cheng pushing his bike towards the school parking lot, Gao Ye suddenly had an epiphany, excitedly telling Wang Guancong beside him: "I know what to give him!"
"Huh? Give him what?"
Wang Guancong looked puzzled at Gao Ye.
"I'm going to give him a collapsible bicycle," Gao Ye said mysteriously, glancing around before whispering in Wang Guancong's ear.
"Ah? There's no need for that. His current one isn't broken. It'll just gather dust at home if we give him another one!"
Wang Guancong rolled his eyes.
Gao Ye just chuckled, then patted his chest, saying confidently: "Relax, this one isn't ordinary. It's got a pretty big use!"
"Oh? What kind of bike is it?"
Wang Guancong became somewhat curious and expectant.
Gao Ye grinned without revealing anything, saying instead: "You've heard this saying online, right?"
"What saying?" Wang Guancong asked.
"Rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle."
As Gao Ye said this, he even winked at Wang Guancong, making him feel a bit creeped out, so he quickly interrupted: "So you're going to…"
"Exactly. I'm giving him a BMW bicycle."
Gao Ye nodded firmly, adding with a proud expression, "From now on, his girlfriend will either cry or laugh on his BMW bicycle. How about that? Isn't it creative? Isn't it fun?"
"Even if you say that, it'll just gather dust like the other one, and he doesn't even have a girlfriend!"
Wang Guancong couldn't help but retort.
Gao Ye sneered knowingly, "You really believe those six hair ties on Su Cheng's wrist are just tokens from female friends purely out of friendship, huh?"
Highland, seeing this, extended his finger to poke Wang Guancong on the shoulder, then said, "Actually, I think Su Cheng really needs something respectable, like an expensive bicycle. This thing might give him the confidence to meet the person he wants to see. Anyway, I don't know how to explain it, but if he has nothing, oh well, maybe Su Cheng's spiritual richness surpasses material wealth... In any case, this is what I want to give him as a gift right now!"
Highland's tone was filled with deep entanglement, a sign of his inability to express his thoughts clearly.
But Wang Guancong understood his meaning, nodding vaguely, "You're right, I forgot what was in front, in the middle, and at the end, but it's a good gift."
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Su Cheng walked through the corridor to the parking lot, no different from usual, if anything was really different.
The parking lot today had a strange feeling.
Because there was a girl here.
Under the pavilion in the parking lot, a girl stood beside it, leaning against a stone column, her gaze lowered, giving off an air of keeping people at a distance.
It even gave him the illusion that even if the sky were to collapse, this girl would not be the least bit flustered. She would still stand there peacefully, unaffected.
"You're here, I waited quite a while this time."
At the instant Su Cheng's spirit and body froze, the girl slowly raised her eyes and looked at him, saying so.
The girl's voice was very pleasant, but devoid of any emotional color.
Her voice was a bit hoarse, as if it had been accumulated for too long before it could be barely uttered.
Su Cheng was stunned, then flattered, "The arrival of Senior Gu truly makes this parking lot shine."
This time, upon hearing this, Senior Gu gave Su Cheng a look that was a mix of amusement and mockery, then slowly asked, "Come to the Social Practice Club this Friday afternoon."
"Sure."
Su Cheng nodded, looking directly at Gu Ruoxue, his face serious and solemn as he asked, "But can you reveal something to me?"
Su Cheng knew if he didn't take the initiative, he would never know the correct answer.
Because the truth needs to be sought out by people. If they don't seek it, the truth will always be hidden in the dark, just like wrong answers that are always wrong.
Therefore, he could only keep asking without getting tired of it.
For the sake of getting the correct answer, being a suck-up or being annoying, it didn't matter.
As long as there was a chance, he would spare no cost and go straight to the point.
"Your curiosity is quite intense."
Gu Ruoxue glanced at Su Cheng indifferently, then continued, "I won't tell you, however..."
At this, her face once again showed that dry, lifeless 'beautiful' smile.
But she didn't finish her sentence, instead stepping with her long legs wrapped in over-the-knee socks towards the exit of the parking lot.
"Damn it! She's leaving me hanging again!"
Su Cheng frantically rubbed his temples to calm himself down, scared that he might not be able to hold back and rush up to shake Gu Ruoxue's shoulders and ask endlessly.
"Well done, among so many riddle-makers, none is more excellent than your riddle-making skills. I, Su Cheng, hereby crown you the strongest!"
As he watched Gu Ruoxue's departing back, Su Cheng suddenly felt his middle-school-level fantasies explode in his heart, shouting in his mind.
Actually, he was very helpless. She was his savior, so he couldn't do anything about it, otherwise, wouldn't he be a traitor?
However, this time it wasn't entirely leaving him hanging. At least, he sensed that Gu Ruoxue might reveal something in another way.
No big deal, anyway, he wasn't alone now.
He had the third power and the fourth power.
He could ask them for some advice.
Thinking of this, he put on his clothes and quickly headed towards the teaching building.
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Second-Year Class Two
In the corner, a long-haired black girl was reading a book, and as she read the text in the book, the girl frowned.
The book was titled——《The Fundamental Laws of the Webnovel Protagonist》
Protagonist Halo
Chinese Name: 【Protagonist Halo】
Foreign Name: 【Protagonist Immortality Law】
Category: 【Phenomenon】
Attribute: 【Can influence everyone around】
Explanation: 【An unreasonable phenomenon caused by the protagonist law】
【Set 1: Usually a by-product of the basic protagonist law, appearing when describing unreasonable phenomena caused by the protagonist law.】
Set 2: 【Deep down, the protagonist halo is actually a mistake made by some third-rate authors, setting the villain characters too strong, resulting in the embarrassing situation of having to use "the protagonist halo" to round things up. Or in anime, it's to express a certain spirit, such as 'faith,' 'courage,' 'friendship,' 'persistence,' 'never giving up,' etc.】
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Set 25:【In the end, the protagonist's power becomes increasingly stronger, doing things more and more unbelievable, breaking impossible limits. The protagonist's friends can only watch from the side, exclaiming 'holy shit'.】
Li Guanqi became more and more confused as she read. It was fine at first, but the later parts became more and more absurd. After all, in her perception, Su Cheng's friends would never use vulgar terms like 'holy shit'.

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?