[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres":3,"chapter-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-17":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Daily Life in a Multiverse: My Superpowers Refresh Every Season",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2295803,4491,"Chapter 17: Prophecy Emperor! Spring Wind Middle School","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-17",17,"\u003Cp>“Why aren’t you speaking? Too delighted to find words?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen saw Fang Yifan left speechless and dazed by the retort, and turned Fang Yifan’s own boastful words right back on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spring Wind Middle School’s Wu Dian Eel? Prophecy Emperor of the Roaring Laughter? Funny Little Prince? Snap out of it, don’t embarrass yourself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen rattled off several different nicknames in succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, Fang Yifan wasn’t the Great Sage Equaling Heaven who overturned Heaven’s Palace!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t insult the Great Sage Equaling Heaven!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Yifan doesn’t even have the qualification to be the chosen one of a Black Myth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Fang Yifan never called himself the Great Sage Equaling Heaven—he called himself Spring Wind Middle School’s Wu Dian Eel!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it was only 2011, and technically Wu Dian Eel hadn’t yet returned to China and become a huge star, He Chen had long stopped worrying about timelines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, if timelines were truly followed, Yuan Hua and Qiu Ya wouldn’t even exist here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this blended world of movies and TV dramas, timelines adjust automatically—current reality is the standard, and He Chen had long grown accustomed to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Wu Dian Eel already existed now, and had even become Fang Yifan’s idol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because with Fang Yifan’s long face, besides Wu Dian Eel, saying he looked just like ordinary Gu Tianle—calling himself Spring Wind Middle School’s Gu Tianle—was something he couldn’t even bring himself to say, let alone expect others to believe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once Fang Yifan started calling himself that, He Chen found it hilarious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had a distinct Prophecy Emperor vibe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Dian Eel eventually got locked up, and if things went badly this time, Spring Wind Middle School’s Wu Dian Eel’s dad might be the one sent in first for a rehearsal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason for both was the same: their own illegal hobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you crazy?!” Fang Yifan snapped back to his senses and yelled at He Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kids play around, trade jabs—does it have to escalate to this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, this time it involved his beloved father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most sons are closer to their mothers, but his mother was so volatile, while his father was soft-spoken, more like the traditional mother—so he always confided everything in his dad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he couldn’t stand seeing his dad dragged into this—not just embarrassing, but he’d definitely get scolded and nagged at home afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t truly believe anything serious would happen, nor did he believe his dad would get arrested over this—after all, it was just a turtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think this is child’s play?” He Chen sneered. “Reporting illegal acts is every citizen’s duty. You’re the son of someone in legal affairs, yet you lack basic legal awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since your father won’t teach you by example, I, as an alumnus, will step in and give you a proper lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So you don’t grow up with weak legal consciousness and end up committing worse, more serious crimes—then actually get sent to the sewing machine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This enraged Fang Yifan; his temper flared and he lunged again, but other students quickly held him back, while someone already dashed off to notify a teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>College Admission Consultation Fair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The principal personally accompanied Ji Yangyang’s father, giving a detailed explanation of Spring Wind Middle School’s prestigious traditional program, prompting Ji Yangyang’s father to nod frequently and exchange pleasantries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly a fat face squeezed in to greet Ji Yangyang’s father; the principal nearly blocked him outright, but seeing the two truly knew each other, he stood aside in silence, still watching Ji Yangyang’s father’s expression, ready to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shengli, long time no see—I’m Fang Yuan, Yuan Yuan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, Yuan Yuan! Why did you suddenly pop up? Are you a teacher here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My son attends this school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exchanging a few pleasantries, the principal, seeing only empty chatter, immediately interrupted and escorted Ji Yangyang’s father away, leaving Fang Yifan’s father to savor the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Fang Yifan’s mother, Tong Wenjie, walked over, surprised: “You actually know him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course I do!” Fang Yifan’s father, Fang Yuan, preened. “What’s a district chief? One day if I meet the mayor, I might even recall we’re distant relatives!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re fat and you’re puffing up!” Tong Wenjie teased. “He just gave a polite greeting—cold and distant. So what if you know him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cold and distant?” Fang Yuan only realized this now, but he quickly dismissed it, sighing: “Time flies—he didn’t even recognize me, and now he’s a big district chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then we were childhood friends. I did well in school and got into China University of Political Science and Law directly; he failed, had to retake a year, then barely got in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We were a grade apart, and gradually lost touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now our lives are worlds apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s a big district chief, while I’m just a lowly legal affairs section chief who hasn’t even passed the lawyer qualification exam.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what if you’re a section chief? I like you just like this—I love that you’re not ambitious,” the couple joked, when Li Tiegun hurried over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Yifan’s parents, come with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Li, what happened?” Tong Wenjie’s heart sank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew better than anyone what her son was like—only twenty-four hours into the new term, how many messes had he already caused?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now whenever a teacher called, her head throbbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Tiegun waved them forward, called out Ruan Lu, and led them out of the college admission fair, then explained the situation as they walked toward the teachers’ office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Called the police?!” Compared to Ruan Lu’s calmness, Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan were both startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Wenjie immediately scolded her husband, then glared at the calm Ruan Lu: “He Chen’s parent, your He Chen is way too extreme! They’re classmates—does it have to be this serious? He beat someone up so brutally before, and now it’s worse—how could you call the police?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not call the police?” Ruan Lu replied flatly. “Reporting illegal acts is every citizen’s duty—I’m proud of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now isn’t the time for this!” Li Tiegun quickly intervened. “Fang Yifan’s father, you need to think hard—did you buy and sell a genuine protected national animal, the golden coin turtle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…” Fang Yuan was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he say no?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, when he’d sent his son to give the turtle to the teacher, he’d repeatedly reminded his son to tell the teacher it was a genuine golden coin turtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, ‘I’?!” Tong Wenjie, though not in legal work herself, was a top professional—she instantly grasped the key point: “I told you not to let hobbies ruin you, but you didn’t listen. You’re mediocre but obsessed, and now you’ve been exposed—couldn’t even tell if it was a real golden coin turtle! What good are you? No wonder you still haven’t passed the lawyer exam!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Fang Yuan’s fat face twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew his wife meant well—she was telling him to first distance himself from the legal liability—but just moments ago she’d praised him for being unambitious, saying she loved him just like this, and now she’d switched to saying the exact opposite with seamless ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even know which version was her real opinion anymore…\u003C\u002Fp>",1196,"2026-06-20T05:35:49.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4d4e6c481f9e7c0f6bac71084e4432842cb7c1023faee881ab9b8e7bc0aff4d2","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-18","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-16",883,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdaily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-cover.jpg"]