Chapter 11

Tan Quelu discovered that this "aggressive onlooker" had haunted his Weibo account like a ghost.

After commenting on the last post, it even changed its username to: 【Strong Observer - Reborn Version (Not Ugly)】

walk slowly.

Tan Quelu chuckled twice, then, as usual, blocked the internet lunatic, shut down his computer, and went to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, he found a whole set of popular science books that the mechanical ball had delivered quietly piled up outside the balcony.

Confused, Tan Quelu carried the book back to her bedroom, opened the first page, and saw two lines of unfamiliar, bold, and powerful handwriting:

A handmade umbrella as a return gift.

Study hard, Little Green Sparrow.

The people of St. Weston called him Little Greenbird, a name filled with undisguised malice and mockery, as if calling a pet, never looking at him with eyes level.

The person who delivered the book called him Little Green Sparrow, speaking casually. Talking about Green Sparrow reminded him of Wei Guan's eyes, looking intently into his own, his black pupils calm and focused.

Tan Quelu lowered her eyes, moved the popular science book "Approaching Science" down, and found a thin notebook at the bottom. She opened it and found a long handwritten list inside.

These are the private contact details for professors of all elective courses at St. Weston.

Emails, phone calls, WeChat messages, and even personal preferences were all copied onto it.

The ending only contains one sentence: "[Go with peace of mind, I will take care of everything.]"

Tan Quelu touched the paper, a trace of still-wet ink staining her fair fingertips, as if the paper had just been written on not long ago.

The system exclaimed in surprise: "[Host, is this a return gift from a powerful NPC? As expected of a welfare NPC, getting such a perk just from a single encounter!]"

It excitedly set off fireworks: 【This is great! Many prestigious professors never open their applications to specially admitted students, but with this big shot's help, we can borrow their power, study hard, get full marks on the final exam, and successfully complete our mission!】

Tan Quelu remained silent, staring at the handwritten paper with great confusion: "Why did Wei Guan send me these?"

[Because he's a welfare NPC! Giving out welfare is a no-brainer!]

Isn't Wei Guan a welfare NPC who is the protagonist's darling?

[So he was defeated by the host's innocent and naive demeanor! Oh ho ho, I knew it! The host's power is truly terrifying! Thumbs up!]

Do you realize that your current logic is like a ripe banana?

Tan Quelu felt that the system was about to go crazy with joy.

The system chuckled—in this world full of lunatics, being able to befriend a high-ranking, normal big shot is incredibly exciting!

Especially since his host is mentally ill, if Tan Quelu wants to stay in this world after completing his mission but accidentally kills someone, Wei Guan can still bail him out!

Tan Quelu ignored it, took out the list and put it in his schoolbag, planning to add it on WeChat after school today.

After washing up, he and Xia Xing went downstairs as usual. Just as they reached the door, they were stopped by a self-driving car in front of the dormitory building.

[Didi, vehicle number 099 has scanned the passenger's location—Mr. Tan Quelu. Please get in the car. Eden Enjoy Speed ​​Series Smart Sedan No. 099 is honored to serve you!]

Xia Xing paused: "Que Lu, did you hire a private car?"

Tan Quelu looked at him blankly: "No, what's a private car?"

"...Then why is there a car picking you up?" Xia Xing frowned suddenly as she looked at the white sedan in front of her. "It's an Eden Enjoyment Series car."

Everything smart product associated with Eden is ridiculously expensive. The St. Weston campus is huge, and most students drive to and from class, while the rest rent smart shuttle services provided by the campus, with Eden at the top of the price range.

He wouldn't even treat himself this well, so who would be so kind as to spend so much money on Tan Quelu?

Who is the other party? What do they want? What are their intentions?

Xia Xing's expression grew worse the more she thought about it.

However, Tan Quelu had never ridden in such a thing.

He guessed that it was a welfare NPC giving out benefits, so he unceremoniously lowered his head and got into the car, curiously looking at the comfortable and brand-new interior space, and took out his phone to take pictures as souvenirs.

"Xiaoxing, let's sit together, come on."

Xia Xing was furious at his heartless attitude.

His face was ashen, and he sat down next to Tan Quelu with his arms crossed, coldly staring at the other man's naive and ignorant appearance.

Five minutes later, when they arrived at the classroom door, Xia Xing pulled Tan Quelu into the nearby woods and frowned as she questioned, "Who called the car for you?"

This was the first time Tan Quelu had ever seen him with this expression and tone.

He blinked, looking bewildered and innocent, as the domineering protagonist held his wrist: "Xiao Xing, I really don't know."

"Don't you believe me?"

Sunlight refracted through the woods, illuminating her porcelain-white face with its pure and innocent beauty and her clear, watery pupils.

......Too.

Tan Quelu is a good boy.

It must be one of those tricks from Class A; they love pulling this kind of show. They use money that's insignificant to them, money that's easily obtained, to elevate someone from an ordinary background to a high position, and then, just when that person starts to think they're special and extraordinary, they ruthlessly bring them crashing down.

They manipulate people's true feelings, derive pleasure from the suffering of others, and are fascinated by the pathetic state of the poor.

Xia Xing didn't think it was a big deal. Poor people are just so pathetic; they bring shame upon themselves, so who can they blame but themselves?

But if that person were Tan Quelu, just imagining that scene would make him so angry his heart would bleed.

"Green Sparrow, have you been in contact with anyone from Class A lately?"

Tan Quelu shook her head, seemingly thinking of something, her expression somewhat frightened: "No, I don't like those people in Class A... especially Zhong Wan, he's too scary, I dreamt about blood all night last night."

Upon hearing this, Xia Xing's brows immediately relaxed.

He hummed in agreement and squeezed Elm Green's hand reassuringly: "Then stay away from them. Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you. I will protect you."

"Also, if any young men from prominent families come to you and try to curry favor with you, you must refuse them."

Xia Xing stared at him seriously, thought for a moment, and took out a card from her pocket: "This is the 50,000 yuan I've saved. Take it first. If you run out of money, tell me. Don't be fooled by any rich people, understand?"

"None of them are sincere."

Tan Quelu took the card, nodded obediently, and then quickly glanced at him meaningfully: "Don't worry, I won't like anyone else."

"......"

Xia Xing was having a bit of a headache.

He was destined to reach the top of the pyramid in St. Weston, while Dan Green was just a good boy, and they could never be together.

If I can't give Elk a response, then I'll just spend money on him in the future.

He could only try to alleviate his guilt with money.

Tan Quelu had no idea what the protagonist was imagining, and even if she did, she wouldn't care.

He accepted the card, smiled innocently, and went to continue his class with his backpack. As soon as he stepped into the classroom, Tan Quelu sensed that something was off about Class A.

Although everyone remained relaxed and casual, sitting or standing, huddled together in twos or threes, occasionally patting each other on the shoulder and laughing, Tan Quelu could immediately see the stiffness in these people, except for F2 and F3.

In the past, when they lived in the temple, new people would often come in. The mothers said that this was because they were being cleansed by God, offering all their money to God to cleanse themselves of their sins, and thus begging to live here.

However, after a period of time, some of these traitors will often change their minds.

The stiff, unnatural appearance of these traitors is very similar to that of the students in Class A now.

Tan Quelu sat in the far right corner of the classroom, opened the forum, and found that Zhong Wan had come to the classroom ten minutes earlier and forcibly took two male classmates away.

They were the two people who anonymously mocked him in the post last night.

Everyone knows Zhong Wan's personality. When he gets arrogant, even the other two members of F3 can't control him. For a while, the atmosphere in Class A was tense. Everyone was afraid that their occasional remarks about him would be exposed, and they didn't even have time to care about the secret filming anymore.

"Damn, who could uncover all the anonymity surrounding Dome? Has he gone mad?"

"Keep your voice down, aren't you just adding fuel to the fire already?"

"Alright, stop talking about it. Don't bring this up again!"

Tan Quelu glanced sideways at Xia Xing, the instigator, who was sitting on the far left of the classroom.

The boy was looking down at his book, seemingly oblivious to everything happening in the classroom.

Tan Quelu opened the book and smiled slightly.

He knew that after this incident, the first major turning point in the original plot would arrive—

F1 was reprimanded and confined for a week by the old man for repeatedly injuring people. A week later, F1's eighteenth birthday party began. The protagonist, who was working part-time as a waiter, entered the Zhong family and unexpectedly bumped into F1, who was looking dejected. He kindly went up to comfort him.

After some back and forth, the two began a secret, ambiguous relationship. From then on, the romance in the story officially took off, and the F2F3 pairing quickly joined in, initiating a 1VN mode that readers found incredibly exciting.

Tan Quelu wasn't very interested in this kind of role.

He asked the system, "Will the protagonist in this part of the story be in mortal danger?"

If not, he would go to school as usual.

He has already submitted his elective course application. Wei Guan's care and assistance have been a great help. Tan Quelu should seize the opportunity to study hard and get a perfect score.

He has never been to school.

Actually, he really wanted to get first place.

The system made two "uh" sounds, its stuttering electronic voice surprisingly engaging: "Well, this..."

"explain."

[That's how it is!] The system jolted, then ingratiatingly displayed fireworks on its retina, weakly explaining: [I didn't think it would happen before, but since the start of the semester, the plot and the F3's character designs seem to have gone a bit off track.]

[I'm worried that the protagonist will repeat the fate of the previous two playthroughs, angering F1 and getting torn into several chewy pieces of skin... Host, we only have one chance to rewind.]

The system looked pitiful and was about to cry.

Tan Quelu looked at the book, her face innocent: "Useless."

[...] The system dared not run away, and silently cried as it listened to the host repeatedly cursing itself as useless.

After Tan Quelu finished scolding, she suddenly softened her tone and sighed softly: "Actually, you don't want me to be so tired, right?"

“You like me a lot, don’t you? Then do something for me. Steal the password and iris scan from the Zhong family’s confinement room and send them to F1 next week so he can escape the Zhong family and not meet Xia Xing.”

"You can do it, don't let me down."

The system was taken aback, then quickly nodded: "Okay, okay, host, I won't let you down!"

[But what about F1? If he keeps holding his breath like this, the main character will get killed sooner or later if he jumps again...]

Tan Quelu opened the book and smiled slightly: "I will take care of him."

"In a way that you can accept."

......

One week later.

Tan Quelu stood on the dormitory balcony, her eyes half-closed, watching the protagonist's figure disappear at the end of the street.

Tonight is the day the Zhong family is holding a coming-of-age banquet for Zhong Wan.

Tan Quelu changed into an old T-shirt, picked up the paper bag beside him, and glanced at himself in the mirror as he left.

A porcelain-white, pure face, with a harmless and gentle smile. But when expressionless, it loses its charm, like a cheap, fake Guanyin statue thrown into the snow, exuding an empty, cold, and sinister aura.

The system praised: "Host, you're so beautiful!"

"Thanks."

Tan Quelu smiled, her face quickly returning to its harmless state.

Has Zhong Wan come out yet?

System: [Host is out! As you instructed, I sent him the password and iris scan half an hour ago, and he did indeed escape from the Zhong family! But will he really come here?]

What exactly does the host want to do?

Tan Quelu did not answer and went to the outside of the Zhong family manor alone.

From the outside, the garden was ablaze with lights and decorated for a lavish party. Although Zhong Wan was celebrating her birthday at the Zhong family's old mansion, the manor itself had to put on a show of celebration to show respect for the young master.

Tan Quelu politely called out to a maid who was carrying groceries as she entered the room.

"Aunt."

He smiled innocently, took out a paper bag from his hand, and said in a harmless voice, "I'm here to give Zhong Wan a birthday present. Let's go in together."

A note from the author:

Zhong Wan: Thanks for the invitation, I'm on my way!