The highly anticipated 5.20 increase

That's the right expression.

"That's wonderful, Master Chloe! You're finally awake! You've been suffering from a serious, strange illness and have been unconscious for several days. Madam and Master both thought you were going to die, and they were extremely worried about your enrollment in St. Leah's school. What would happen to the St. Leah's entrance ceremony if you had died!"

"Okay, I'll handle it." Chloe nodded casually, mimicking the pretentious character in an idol drama.

"Young Master is indeed reliable!" This was a nanny NPC, who kept reciting her lines. "No wonder he's a calm, composed, genius student council president with an IQ of 200!"

These are all character settings that the original owner did not have; the evil god added them without authorization based on the wishes of the original owner's parents.

Chloe mentally reviewed her character, making sure she wouldn't go out of character and be abandoned from human society again, becoming a universally hated experimental subject and despised by everyone.

In any case, he didn't want to be abandoned again. He would play his role well, blend in, and win the love of humans.

——

Swimming pool.

"Your Highness, the competition is about to start, why are you still looking around outside!"

"I just came out for some fresh air, it stinks in here." Lucifer wanted to rebelliously pull out a cigarette, but then he remembered that the smoke would bother the pedestrians next to him, so he irritably put the cigarette back, pulled out a pack of Pocky from his bag, and chewed it in half as if venting his anger.

He needs to break this bad habit as soon as possible.

Mom wouldn't like a smelly dog ​​that smokes.

Leaning against the railing, he pretended not to care and kept looking into the distance.

Through the rain, a tall, thin male figure wearing a St. Lisbon school uniform approached. Lucifer felt a surge of joy, but that joy quickly turned into anger and resentment upon seeing the man's mismatched face.

The pedestrian was bewildered by his angry glare.

"He...didn't he come?" The servant cautiously danced wildly in the minefield.

“I’m not waiting for him.”

The servant asked curiously, "Your Highness, if I may presume to ask, the one you are waiting for seems to have nothing in common with your mother."

"Whether it's appearance or personality."

"If you know you've overstepped your bounds, then don't ask anymore," Lucifer said.

When the servant realized he had spoken out of turn, Lucifer added, "Don't compare that woman to him."

"Not all biological mothers deserve to be called mothers."

"She was merely the vessel through which I was born."

"I don't have her as my mother."

From birth, Lu Xiweijia often had dreams related to Lin Xue.

In my dream, Lin Xue was like a mother, with a warm embrace and a smile, and a gaze that looked down upon me from above...

It has been with me since I was a child, accompanying me when I was lonely and afraid, and always being my guiding light and my place of refuge.

He even frequently dreams of his memories of being inside Lin Xue's belly.

Another familiar heartbeat, a vast expanse of red,

That wasn't him having hysteria; it was just like a real scene.

He could even recall the temperature of Lin Xue's abdominal cavity—

And the scene when I was just born.

The doctor said he was hallucinating due to excessive stress.

Lucifer, however, did not think so.

He felt, on the contrary, that it was the woman named Aphrodite who had taken the place of his real mother.

Like a shark, Lucifer plunged headfirst into the pool, easily leaving everyone behind.

Even though no one in the audience genuinely applauded for him, Lucifer, who wasn't a prince.

However, he always felt that his mother was watching him from behind the third eye.

Actually, after the movie ended, he wanted to stop Lin Xue and ask him, "What do you think of this movie?"

"This is one of my favorite movies."

However, the unlikable child lacked the courage to stop his aloof and beautiful mother.

Let his gaze linger on you for a moment.

A mother's gaze will always be fixed on the strongest male.

Why can't I become the strongest male?

The showerhead emitted steam, wetting Lucie Vega's golden hair.

He swept his bangs back and saw himself in the mirror.

Broad shoulders, a thick chest, and a streamlined, powerful physique.

His voice grew increasingly hoarse: "Mom..."

I will walk towards you.

——

With the start of the school year approaching, the competition between different noble families will begin.

Although they appear amicable on the surface, they secretly compete and poach each other to attract better retainers.

Before the summer camp even started, F4 gathered in the conference room.

"Have you decided who you're going to vote for?" Anru was the first to speak.

"Don't ask me." Lucifer was extremely impatient with these routine meetings.

“Yes, between ‘brothers,’ let’s not talk about those empty words, it’s too hurtful.” Chesia took off his black gloves. “Who would tell someone the correct answer that they’ve worked so hard to figure out?”

"Where's Chloe?" Chesia looked around, noticing someone was missing, and became annoyed.

I thought to myself, "If I had known, I wouldn't have come. I would have skipped it too. Instead, I acted like an idiot and got up so early."

Anru explained, "He's not interested in betting."

"His list of preferred candidates is all blank."

Chesia yawned: "Hopefully he's genuinely uninterested and not just putting on an act; or he said he wouldn't vote at first, but then started throwing like crazy."

"So what is he doing now? Even if he's the student council president, there's no need for him to be so busy, is there?"

“He said that holding such meetings is a waste of time and a waste of life,” Anru replied.

"Wow, how arrogant!" Chessia pouted.

——

The summer camp was about to begin, and the nobles who were going to the camp had already departed by plane.

The summer camp was held in a desolate area 3,978 kilometers away from the center of Bain, with harsh natural conditions and few people for hundreds of miles around.

The nobles, accompanied by their entourages, carried large bags and small packages onto the plane, much like an emperor going to a summer resort for a vacation.

The stage had already been set up. Each new student received a number tag that matched the one shown in their freshman registration photo, which was then affixed to their clothing so that returning students could easily identify them while watching the live broadcast.

To facilitate student activities, St. Leeds provided students with camouflage uniforms.

However, most students wore makeup. They knew their summer camp would be broadcast live and they would be judged, so they used thick foundation to try to cover up the pimples that had sprouted up like mushrooms after the rain from the stress of staying up all night.

After the incident with the entrance photos on the forum, all the specially admitted students craned their necks, wanting to sneak a peek at whether Lin Xue was really as beautiful as in the photos. After looking at her, they reluctantly turned their heads back.

He looks so good even in camouflage.

Even that ordinary, unassuming loose camouflage uniform looked more impressive on him.

It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.

Su Mingke and Winsley got off the plane together, each holding five cups of milk tea in each hand.

Wealthy young men like them, without titles, were not allowed to bring servants.

There were many spectators at the event this year, most of whom came to see Lin Xue. The two sides of the track were crowded with people.

The only difference was that nobles had chairs to rest on, while the sons of wealthy families had to stand.

Lin Xuele stood out from the very first phase of the heavy-load march and wartime simulation, turning what was originally a live stream where everyone could shine into his own personal show.

While everyone else was exhausted, Lin Xue was already at the finish line, enjoying the sports drinks and towels prepared for her by the senior students who had arrived at the scene.

To the surprise of many seasoned businessmen, he did not refuse their overtures and readily accepted the drinks and towels, using them as gifts.

I have been served like this many times.

Therefore, it is commonplace.

There were layers of people in between.

After Lin Xue finished using the towel, she threw it back to the old student.

Many people, disregarding all martial ethics, rushed to grab it.

The towel's owner elbowed away someone trying to snatch it, then happily hugged the towel, saying, "I'm not washing this towel anymore."

The forum at this time: Seeking Lin Xue's used towel undiluted liquid at a high price.

—If you won't sell the towel, can't you at least wring it out and extract a little bit of the original liquid?

Even a drop will do; DM me if interested.

—The fragrant sweat after the snow has melted is a medicine for both Mongolians and Han Chinese.

Even the most valiant man would be captivated by the scent of his fragrant sweat.

From then on, my heart was completely captivated by him.

Camping involves drawing lots to randomly assign group members.

Lin Xue's teammates all looked at him like he was a monster.

They didn't even dare to go up and say hello.

The three of them stood there dumbfounded, like three curious yet wary stray cats, observing Lin Xue's every move, and no one made the first move.

Lin Xue broke off some pine needles to boil in water, then used a knife to carve out several "wooden cups" and filled them all: "Would you like some?"

"Huh? Is it... meant for me?" The other three group members were flattered. "What is this?"

"Pine needle tea can supplement vitamin C. It's best to chew and swallow the pine needles as well for better results."

The three group members immediately picked up their tea and drank it.

Having just finished marching, this tea, with its slightly bitter yet sweet flavor, is indeed perfect for drinking now.

After a bowl of tea, Lin Xue naturally took over the command.

One person went to collect firewood, another was in charge of setting up the tent, and yet another was responsible for picking some wild fruit.

Lin Xue went to hunt some game in this "grazing area" specially designated by Saint-Riya.

Before long, they returned laden with their catch, and a plump rabbit kicked its hind legs in dissatisfaction.

In his other hand, he had several fish skewered on a branch, as many as candied hawthorns.

Realizing they hadn't made any significant contributions, the team members spontaneously began assisting the MVP who had carried the entire team, helping to handle the rabbits and fish.

The other group members, each acting independently and unwilling to yield to the others, were still struggling to set up their tents when they smelled the aroma of meat wafting from Lin Xue's group and couldn't help but sniff.

The aroma of oil filled the air. Lin Xue and her group were all grilling meat, and after they finished, they served it to their leader.

You eat first!

Under Lin Xue's command, the team members found some broad, dry leaves to use as mats and laid thick mattresses at the bottom of the tent.

The campsites in the wild have also been transformed into cozy little homes.

Lin Xue and her team members, who had made all the preparations well in advance, ate palm kernels and leisurely watched the other teams working.

Members of the other groups couldn't help but start blaming each other from behind the camera's blind spots: "It's all my fault for being group members with a bunch of useless people!"

"If I had been paired with Lin Xue, would I still be this tired?"