[{"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-50":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},2295836,4491,"Chapter 50: Don","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-50",50,"\u003Cp>He Chen guessed the ripples were still spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had done what needed to be done, and given the warnings he owed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had done his best for Qiao Yingzi, his fellow alum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he stopped thinking about it, spent the morning wandering the observatory, returned home punctually for lunch, then slept in a state of qi stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, he read Daoist scriptures, nurturing his Dao qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruan Liuzheng saw it, clearly held back again and again, but finally couldn’t resist, began circling around to probe who the girl who gave him the Daoist texts was, what their relationship was, and why she seemed so off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen looked at her with a strange expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t unaware that she had a little crush on him—clearly, her admiration had turned into something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn’t strange at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What puzzled him was that she was now obsessively pressing him about a girl from the library he barely knew, yet remained oblivious to how Qiao Yingzi, their classmate, had already kissed him by sheer coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she found out, he wondered what expression she’d wear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Ruan Liuzheng had meant to probe indirectly, but once she started, she couldn’t stop—she kept probing, yet He Chen gave no reply, and she grew irritated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think you’re right!” He Chen finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which part?” Ruan Liuzheng felt both joy and dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joy because He Chen had responded—and agreed with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dread because she didn’t know which of her words he thought was right—please don’t let it be the one where she suspected something was wrong between them…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said the palace maid in the illustration, holding a rope in front and smiling, is actually your face—that’s very accurate,” He Chen said, half-smiling at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Ruan Liuzheng’s face flushed crimson; she stammered, speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t stupid—she immediately understood he was hinting at her, annoyed by her endless probing; if she kept going, she’d become just like the palace maid in the illustration, strangling the emperor with a rope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he was the one who could shut down Teacher Li and the others!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In indirectness and sarcasm, she was nowhere near his level!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did she realize she’d revealed too much; she felt embarrassed, stole a glance at He Chen, saw he wasn’t taking it seriously, and slowly calmed her trembling heart before walking away as if nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night passed without incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Monday, marked the first week after class reassignments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire school gathered for the flag-raising and morning exercises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the event ended and classes prepared to disperse orderly, a sudden uproar erupted; the homeroom teacher was about to scold when a student shouted, pointing to the podium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, the famous Ji Yangyang stepped out from the basic class and walked straight onto the podium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s he doing?” Qiao Yingzi urgently asked her best friend: “Didn’t you tell him he didn’t have to go up there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told him!” Huang Zhitao looked anxiously toward He Chen’s class, then immediately realized: “It’s not that He Chen changed his mind—it’s his pride. Sigh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way?” Qiao Yingzi was stunned: “He’s serious? I can’t tell which is more embarrassing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although He Chen had utterly crushed Ji Yangyang in a race, a novice overwhelming a boy who dreamed of becoming a professional racer, it had caused a sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it hadn’t reached the level of universal knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people heard it, then forgot it—no one really cared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, rich kids showing off like this wasn’t new—why waste energy caring about every single one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, just as everyone was starting to forget, you go up on stage and pull this stunt—now no one can forget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhitao could only watch anxiously as Ji Yangyang, expression blank on stage but fists clenched unconsciously, stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his “best friend” for over two years, she naturally worried about his mental state—but now that he was already on stage, she couldn’t possibly run up and drag him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t lack of courage—it was lack of standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t anyone to him anymore, not even a classmate; rushing up would only fuel more gossip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And knowing Ji Yangyang’s stubborn nature, even if she went up, she couldn’t pull him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And indeed, that was exactly what happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Yangyang had climbed the stage determined to lose the battle but not the dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he didn’t want to humiliate himself on stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Huang Zhitao told him he didn’t need to fulfill the bet, he leaned toward going up; when his mother said the same, he resolved even more firmly to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Academically, though he couldn’t match He Chen, he’d always claimed he wasn’t far behind—he just had no interest in studying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now He Chen’s grades soared while his plummeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In looks and popularity, driving his 3-million-yuan sports car to school hadn’t earned him any advantage over He Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhitao, who once had a vague romantic connection with him, now constantly brings up He Chen on both sides—he didn’t want to admit it, but in his suffering, he couldn’t even measure up to He Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now even his last pride—his racing dream—had been crushed under He Chen’s tires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had truly broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he would never bow to He Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A promise must be kept; lose the fight, not the dignity. However bitter or furious, he would stand tall, preserving his final shred of pride and dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he’d truly become what He Chen mocked: losing seven to zero and still refusing to admit defeat, refusing to give up, losing all face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And how could he ever face He Chen again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would he become like the Jade Emperor, repeatedly KO’d by a monkey, never able to lift his head again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Climbing the stage now to admit defeat was precisely to avoid being utterly defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, he slightly lowered his proud chin, scanned the courtyard below for He Chen, locked eyes with him from afar, transmitting his unyielding pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him, the principal whispered urgently, urging him to discuss it in his office, not to act impulsively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paid no attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d always ignored Ji District Chief—and when he could, he’d retort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The principal was both anxious and helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d heard of Ji’s bet with He Chen and didn’t want the young master to be publicly humiliated—but he couldn’t publicly wrestle with him, lest his good intentions be mistaken for meddling by the impulsive young master, earning him nothing but resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen, standing in his class formation, had clearly seen Ji Yangyang’s actions; with his exceptional eyesight, he could even read every micro-expression on Ji’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His desk-mate Du Tiantian muttered in disbelief: “He’s not serious, is he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t bow your head—the crown will fall! Don’t shed tears—He Chen will laugh! Is that strange?” He Chen teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Du Tiantian nearly laughed at He Chen’s summary, but knew the setting wasn’t right—she held it in, staring fixedly at the stage, where Ji Yangyang, now clearly fearing He Chen would laugh and his crown would fall, had raised his chin again. After locking eyes with He Chen, he grabbed the podium microphone, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly before the entire crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am a race car driver!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am a race car driver!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am a race car driver!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Say it three times—by the last repetition, Ji Yangyang was emotionally overwhelmed, nearly in tears, desperate to add two more words: “I’m not a race car driver anymore!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire courtyard fell silent for an instant as students and teachers witnessed the district chief’s son actually shout such a humiliating line—then erupted in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The law does not punish the noble!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How can a prince be punished like a commoner?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has Ji’s forced surrender been a triumph of humanity—or of morality?\u003C\u002Fp>",1313,"2026-06-20T05:35:49.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","95361ea621366944434e015a4a8ec8982924ae381d2b5057540151262362423d","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-51","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-49",883,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdaily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-cover.jpg"]