Chapter 037 Chapter 37
"Don't you have to go to school today?" Yuheng picked up the teacup casually.
"No, today is a holiday, everyone is off."
"Holiday." Yuheng realized belatedly that it seemed to be true. When Yang Qingyan sent them back to school, he said that there were no classes today and they could relax.
Fang Ying peered around each antique shelf, her eyes lighting up from time to time as she marveled in amazement.
Her father was an expert in antiques, and she had learned a thing or two about them from him. From her perspective, these antiques were mostly genuine and quite old.
It just looked strange, unlike the ones you usually see. Fang Ying looked at it for a long time and couldn't guess what it was used for.
After all, the store manager sells antiques, so he must know what they are used for, right? Thinking of this, Fang Ying pointed to the one she thought was the strangest and asked, "Manager, what is this used for?"
Yuheng followed her finger and found that it was a bronze ornament.
From the outside, it looks like an ordinary four-sided pyramid. Each side has some dark patterns made using a special process, but they are no longer visible due to the wear and tear of time.
The pointed end of the cone points downward, supported by a stand behind it. The stand is not obvious, so at first glance, the antique appears to be floating there.
Soul-Securing Lock. Looking at it, a name inadvertently crossed Yuheng's mind, but before he could realize it, it disappeared without a trace.
"It's just a decorative ornament." He looked away and continued drinking tea.
Although the system didn't say it, Yuheng could vaguely sense that there must be something different hidden in this room of antiques.
Although they looked like ordinary antiques, they were surrounded by subtle energy fluctuations. If it weren't for Yu Heng's acute energy perception, they wouldn't have been able to detect them.
Could it be a magical weapon that hasn't been activated yet? Yu Heng thought silently.
The girl seemed to be in high spirits, asking about each of the antiques one by one. Yu Heng answered them one by one according to the cheat sheet provided by the system. In the end, he received the girl's admiring gaze.
"Manager, you know so much, even more than my dad!"
Yuheng smiled faintly: "Nothing, it was all taught by a friend."
Fang Ying was about to say something when her phone vibrated, interrupting her. She quickly picked up her phone and looked at it: "I have an appointment with my friends to go out and play today, and it's almost time."
"Is your friend feeling better?"
"She's fine now. She's just been recuperating these past two days. It's so strange. I asked her what was wrong but she refused to tell me... Ah, I have to go now. Goodbye, Manager!"
"Well, bye."
The little girl skipped away. Yu Heng, already guzzling a bellyful of tea, smiled wearily inwardly.
It’s good to be young and energetic.
He propped up his forehead with one hand and let out a long sigh: "I drank so much tea, but it didn't help at all. Where's the tea supposed to be refreshing..."
Why am I so sleepy? It’s so strange... Yuheng couldn’t help yawning again.
"Close the door and go back to rest. No one will come to see you today." The system said in his sea of consciousness.
"Hmm." Yuheng stood up, walked around the screen, and came to the door. As his hand touched the wooden door, a strange throbbing suddenly arose from deep within his soul. Almost instinctively, he raised his head and met someone's eyes.
Those were a pair of light golden eyes, faintly shining in the sunlight.
The other person was standing not far away, hesitating, as if hesitating whether to come over. Their eyes suddenly met, and the other person seemed startled, his already round eyes widening instantly.
Yuheng subconsciously smiled at him, but the other party lowered his head and ran away quickly as if he had seen some ferocious beast.
"Hmm?" Yu Heng blinked blankly, doubting his own appearance for the first time. "Am I really that scary?"
The system made two "tsk tsk" sounds in its sea of consciousness: "Maybe he has social anxiety. Don't you think he looks a lot like your shy roommate?"
Yuheng silently put the images of the two people together in his mind, and after careful comparison, he drew a red cross between them.
"Maybe my desire to sleep was too strong and scared him." He shook his head and gently closed the door.
This little incident didn't affect anything. Mo Xuanji fell into a deep sleep after returning to his main body. The system didn't call him again during this time. So he slept soundly, and when he woke up again, a fiery cloud had already hung on the horizon.
"Is it so late..." Mo Xuanji stared blankly out the window and subconsciously placed the back of her hand on her forehead. Wait, the back of her hand!
"I'm back to normal." Mo Xuanji quickly sat up and looked at his body in surprise.
It had been so long since I'd felt this high, and tears welled up in Kuge's eyes. It had only been two or three days, but he felt like more than ten chapters had passed.
"Hmm, I told you not to worry. Wait a couple of days and once you've accumulated enough energy, you'll naturally be able to change back." The system's voice was tinged with laughter. "It's a pity that a certain brat doesn't believe me and is still secretly saying I'm a black-hearted ruler. Oh, Dad is really sad~"
"...I hold a grudge, but why are you taking advantage of me again?" flipping the table.jpg
"Hey." The system, which has no entity and cannot be hit, sneered.
"Gurgle~" A loud sound came from her stomach. Mo Xuanji paused in her attempt to lift the table, then rolled over and got out of bed as if nothing had happened. "I'm going to go eat something. I've been sleeping all day."
He came out of the bedroom and found Zhu Changan's door was open and there was no one inside.
"Gone out?" Mo Xuanji looked to the other side, and unexpectedly, Ji Sheng was not there either.
"Maybe he went to eat. It's dinner time after all."
Mo Xuanji didn't think much about it and quickly went to the cafeteria.
He didn't know why, but along the way, people kept pointing and talking at him, their burning gazes striking his back, impossible to ignore. However, when he looked over, those people quickly looked away, some even with subtle expressions.
Help! Why are you all looking at me? Is there something wrong with me? Mo Xuanji's face was tense, and her toes, sheltered by her shoes, began their busy day.
Since the canteen rules prohibit taking away food, Mo Xuanji had to choose a place where there were not many people. With a thorn in her back, she began to enjoy her dinner with tears in her eyes.
Before he could even take a few bites, several men came over aggressively. Their target was very clear: Mo Xuanji, who was in the corner.
Mo Xuanji raised his eyes and glanced at them coldly. No one knew that he was already screaming madly in his heart.
"Is there something wrong?" This doesn't look good.
"Yes." The leading boy walked over with his arms folded, his eyes looking extremely unfriendly.
This is……
Just as Mo Xuanji was on high alert, preparing to respond to these people's attack, he saw them all lower their heads in unison, bow, and say in unison: "Please spar with us! Please, this is the request of our lifetime!"
Mo Xuanji's hand, ready to resist, froze in the air: "Ah?"
The leader raised his head, his face full of sincerity: "Boss, we have admired your reputation for a long time, and have always wanted to compete with you to see how far we can go."
Mo Xuanji said weakly: "May I know why..."
"Because your team is the only one among the first graders to receive full marks in the field mission!"
"Yes, and you also participated in high-level missions with the Psychic Team."
The others nodded quickly. Mo Xuanji felt as if he had seen a dozen pie-shaped statistical charts, with two parts excitement, three parts admiration, and four parts envy...
One of the pie charts... Ah no, classmate, he pulled out a copy of the Penglai Daily from his pocket and unfolded it attentively. The headlines on it made Mo Xuanji's eyes go dark.
Shocking! A first-year student stayed out all night. The truth is...
The title was the familiar shocking typeface. There was even a picture below, showing the scene when Yang Qingyan brought them back this morning. Judging from the angle, it looked like it was taken secretly from a tree.
In fact, it’s no big deal if he was secretly photographed and published in the newspaper. The key point is that he is in his original state in this picture.
In the photo, the chubby white chick sat atop Zhu Changan's head. The black and white colors created a strong contrast, and according to the golden ratio, this position was exactly the visual center of the entire photo. It was hard not to notice it.
As for the idea that "maybe they don't know the identity of this little Ji", it is too naive. Students participate in missions in teams, even if they are officially called up. Therefore, others don't need to guess to know that this little Ji is Mo Xuanji's real body.
Every copy of the Penglai Daily was enchanted to display everyone's comments in real time. Mo Xuanji quietly watched as the comments from her classmates drifted by one by one.
[Oh~ This little white bird is so cute! I want all its information in three seconds!]
I remember this classmate! He looked cool and quiet, but I didn't expect him to be so cute in person.
[Damn it! If I become Mo's friend, I can rub cute Xiaoji every day! I'm about to go out, my family, wish me success!]
Mo Xuanji's toes were busy again. He was already thinking about leaving the planet on a rocket. If only a few people knew his true form, it would be acceptable. But now, the whole school knew.
God knows how boring these guys are. Old gossips from more than ten years ago sometimes appear in previous hot topics and are repeatedly criticized.
The comments are still being posted.
[I'm jealous! It's fine they got full marks on the mission, but they even went on a mission with the superpower team. If I'm not mistaken, they're holding certificates of honor, right? Those certificates of honor!]
Is this the strength of the King of Scrolls? Nine years on, how impressive is Ru Hexiu?
[I feel jealous. I need to find an opportunity to learn from them.]
【Bonus 1 for sparring】
[Plus two]
【Add ID number】
"So, please spar with us!" Several people bowed again: "Teacher said that sparring among classmates is also a way to improve strength."
"Mr. Mo..."
"Okay." Mo Xuanji quickly finished his meal resignedly.
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