[{"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-53":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},2295839,4491,"Chapter 53: Fang Yifan","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-53",53,"\u003Cp>Fang Yifan was so angry he barely ate lunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was already furious that He Chen was getting close to his goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now He Chen was even trying to ruin his intimate bond with his childhood best bro, Qiao Yingzi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What enmity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What grievance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a joke and a gift—same gift, Li Tie didn’t react nearly as badly as He Chen did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t even make a joke among classmates anymore?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, not only could He Chen not take a joke, now it was spreading like an infection—even Miao Yidi, who always passively accepted his humor, was suddenly unable to take it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen was out to destroy his entire environment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So vicious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Yifan couldn’t stop picturing Qiao Yingzi rejecting him with disdain—the more he imagined it, the harder it was to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt more than He Chen sending his father to jail!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt more than He Chen getting close to his goddess!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, bro love matters more than romance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After defining himself this way, Fang Yifan felt as righteous as Guan Yun Chang, itching to praise himself: “My second brother is unmatched under heaven!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For He Chen, who had shattered his bro loyalty, he had to strike back hard—otherwise his mind would never find peace!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After quickly eating lunch, he began plotting. He spent the entire afternoon thinking, and by the time school ended, he finally came up with a plan—he grabbed a basketball and ran to the court, dribbling under the hoop while scanning students exiting the classroom building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw most students heading to the cafeteria or wandering the court freely, but only He Chen and a few others heading out the gate, he and his basketball partner started playing—his mind and body operating at peak intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen was walking side by side with Deng Xiaoqi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither had evening self-study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Deng Xiaoqi was still heartbroken over her mother’s situation and felt unworthy of He Chen, that didn’t stop her from seizing this rare chance to get closer to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even just walking out of campus together, then parting ways to go home, would be enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He Chen, you’ve truly opened my eyes,” Deng Xiaoqi said, savoring the walk, her mind racing for topics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I used to wonder why you asked ‘eight times seven’ instead of ‘seven times eight’—even for the multiplication table. I thought maybe in a time-pressured emergency, a mental slip wasn’t unreasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after I found those variety shows and interviews, I realized you were right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You weren’t mocking me with stupid questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’d already asked the high-difficulty questions from those celebrity variety shows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real idiots are the ones who ask ‘seven times eight’ first, then ‘eight times seven.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And both answers were wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven times eight is forty-two… my god!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They probably didn’t even finish elementary school, let alone nine-year compulsory education?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re wrong!” He Chen corrected with a smile: “Elementary school has six grades—your statement is too vague, imprecise, and way too generous to them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The multiplication table is taught in second grade, so the accurate version is: the genius prodigies in the entertainment industry can’t even graduate from second grade!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are we going to do?” Deng Xiaoqi frowned, feigning worry about her own future alienation, but her eyes flicked to He Chen, waiting for his comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry!” He Chen noticed, but didn’t mind teasing her while they walked: “The point of a circle is to keep outsiders out—to create a self-contained world. These bizarre phenomena seem absurd, but they’re deliberately displayed like porcupine quills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outsiders see them and either can’t accept them and back off,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or choose to change themselves to fit in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some genuinely don’t know these simple math problems even a first or second grader would solve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But others pretend not to know, to build a persona and blend into the circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even pretend to be dumber than they really are!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Guo Furong mocked Li Dazui in ‘The Outsiders’: ‘Dazui, if you’re uneducated, don’t pretend to know. Look at me—I know, but I don’t even want you to know I know!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s the real Dazui!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve just exposed the truth behind the entertainment industry!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entertainment industry is like this, and so are all other filthier, more disgusting circles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by excluding most people can those inside, no matter how awful or repulsive, keep making piles of money!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You understand so well!” Deng Xiaoqi clasped her hands to her chest, gazing at He Chen with pure admiration, letting her worship pour out freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s nothing new under the sun!” He Chen laughed: “Besides, I watch ‘Mind Doctor’—it’s not strange that I know this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mind Doctor?” Deng Xiaoqi’s gaze turned strange, then tender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She remembered: this boy had lost both parents. No matter how confident and flamboyant he seemed on the outside, his heart must be deeply lonely—he even needed a therapist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to give him a loving hug so badly—what should she do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! A very conservative grand seer!” He Chen sighed: “He helps you confront emotional struggles and relieves life’s burdens. He’s the one who truly understands!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He must be so handsome…” Deng Xiaoqi instantly warmed to this conservative Mind Doctor. Her mind conjured a handsome white-coated figure—next moment, his face unconsciously shifted into He Chen’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it wasn’t a question anymore—it was a certainty!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Mind Doctor had He Chen’s face, she felt her emotional troubles would vanish and her life’s burdens would lift!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Handsome!” He Chen nodded instinctively, but seeing Deng Xiaoqi’s dreamy, Hu Yifei-style fantasy gaze, he burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His idea of “handsome” referred to overall aura—more about professional skill, philosophical depth, and actions, especially that machine-gun mouth spouting well-reasoned, insightful, prophetic words—truly stunning, not just narrow facial looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to him, He Chen was just an elementary student—he still had to study hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Deng Xiaoqi clearly misunderstood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though to He Chen, the Mind Doctor was handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if she ever met the real Mind Doctor—with his double chin—she’d be as disappointed as Hu Yifei was when she saw Zeng Xiaoxian’s pudgy, go-to therapist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the Mind Doctor probably wouldn’t be disappointed—he adored long-legged girls who could sing and dance, knew every obscure resource beloved by otakus, and casually dropped three or four sentences that made it crystal clear: he really, truly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Xiaoqi was exactly that kind of long-legged girl who could sing and dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen was just thinking of something funny when suddenly he reached out and snatched a flying basketball, then turned to see Fang Yifan, stunned at the basketball court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Yifan stared at He Chen, who’d caught the ball with one hand—his mind screamed that phrase, but he didn’t say it aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But while he held back, his basketball partner—who’d witnessed the whole thing—had no such restraint and shouted it out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>",1152,"2026-06-20T05:35:49.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0d7c9f0f4d726aaf332e083fa0f75c2c5f456a30021b8b9be8c912234fda1474","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-54","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-52",883,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdaily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-cover.jpg"]