[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation":3,"chapter-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1112":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},549891,797,"Chapter 1112 - 632: A Slap in the Face","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1112",1112,"\u003Cp>Evening self-study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fluorescent lights on the ceiling emitted a bright glow, illuminating the entire classroom as bright as day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, the night sky was vast, and the moonlight penetrated through the glass, adding a touch of moonlit romance to this enclosed space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Master’s... task?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, leaping from the depths of Bai Yuxia’s heart, she immediately felt a bit shy and couldn’t help but tighten her legs slightly: ’How could I think that?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t help but scold herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly, she shifted the blame, directing it entirely at the twins, \"It’s all Chen Siyu’s fault!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yuxia knew she shouldn’t be distracted at this moment, yet those unrestricted scenes lingered on, refusing to fade away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was truly because the scene of Xin Youling and Jiang Ning leaving together just now, as well as their attitude upon returning, made her very suspicious of what exactly happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how other classmates guessed, Zhang Chi stepped onto the podium with full confidence, standing above dozens of students who all focused their eyes on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, Zhang Chi gave his speech: \"I want to thank someone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xin Youling, inwardly: ’Enough, enough!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to thank the class monitor; she is Xin Youling, who opposed the majority and chose me, Zhang Chi. I won’t forget this kindness.\" Zhang Chi spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shan Qingrong: \"Ahem, now you can go to the comprehensive classroom in building 4 to get your tickets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chi stopped his speech here, descending the platform like an emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, from various classes across the campus, figures emerged: Wei Xiu Yuan from class 1, Fang Qiuyue from class 2, Chen Shuaishuai from class 3, Shen Xu from class 9, Xu Yan from class 11...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even students like Wu Yunzhi, Shang Wanqing from first grade, Tao Nian, Chai Yichen, Yan Chuchen from third grade, each representing their class’s destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Student representatives drew lots in the comprehensive classroom, while those left in the class waited anxiously. Even with the homeroom teacher’s presence, they couldn’t stop the students’ restlessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lottery was extremely exciting; gambling is a deep-rooted human nature. This unknown fate made students as excited as flames ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Gui, why are you trembling?\" Cui Yu asked, trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Gui: \"The hell, are you trembling?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren’t you excited?\" Cui Yu retorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Gui, with the demeanor of a master, \"Fortunate if gained, destiny if lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Yu praised: \"Well said, if the desk wasn’t trembling so much, I might actually believe you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very few can pretend to be calm in such gambling-related matters, unless they’re those who don’t care about the invitations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s just a pity that in the entire campus, indifferent students are very few.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students care immensely even about test rankings, let alone drawing invitations surpassing their wildest imaginations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this shivering anticipation, they endured an 8-minute wait until Zhang Chi’s figure appeared at the classroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, everyone’s gaze was intensely focused, extremely intimidating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startling Zhang Chi to take a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It started, it started!\" Duan Shigang rubbed his hands, preparing to demonstrate incredible luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chi placed the lottery box on the podium, with a sealed strip still on it, just placed by the school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shan Qingrong explained: Everyone will draw in a while, and if you pull out a small envelope with a black slip inside, it means you’ve won; if it’s a white slip, it means you haven’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing everyone’s hopeful expressions, he said: \"Don’t expect too much; normally, there’s only one or two slots per class.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chi confidently: \"There are definitely more than one or two inside, trust in my luck, at least five!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shan Qingrong stated: \"The lottery order was originally based on ranking, but Zhang Chi proactively took the box, so he will draw first. Does anyone object?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, no objections, as it’s similar to grabbing red envelopes. It’s not that the first to grab will get the biggest envelope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shan Qingrong tore open the seal, unveiling the lid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chi stepped forward; he only felt his heart pounding in his chest, a strong sense of oppression, as if about to break free from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt every cell in his body, excitedly bungee-jumping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he extended his hand, a hand drenched in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire class of students stared at him collectively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chi also looked at the whole class, spotting Jiang Ning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inwardly sneering: ’So what if you have a lot of supporters? I am the Child of Destiny!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chi looked back at the lottery box, as if looking at an ancient altar, silently reciting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Heaven and earth as witness, stars as guidance, I exchange Yan Tianpeng’s vile life for a glimpse of destiny!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This vile person is despicable, though human, yet as base as a beast. Now, I offer him up, hoping for heaven and earth’s protection, aiding my luck to soar!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the last word fell, Zhang Chi took a deep breath, the ancient ritual concluded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into the box and drew out an envelope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, not pausing, he turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xue Yuantong!\" Shan Qingrong called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong bounced up to the podium, \"I’ll take Jiang Ning’s.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the lottery continued, each student filled with endless anticipation, yearning for that winning moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, didn’t win!\" Song Sheng exclaimed, seeing the white slip inside the envelope, angrily slamming it onto the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t win.\" Jiang Yanan was upset; usually, not winning a scratch-off game felt bad, let alone missing out on an Evergreen Liquid invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wenwen, Qing E, how about you?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Qing’e hadn’t opened hers yet; she recalled seeing Jiang Ning’s ink-gilded invitation at her sister’s house last time, and she squeezed the envelope in her hand, her heart pounding incessantly.\u003C\u002Fp>",957,"2026-05-30T14:40:20.427Z","2026-06-01T04:31:29.709Z",1,"novelbin.me","cbc66c37610f44d17791444cc552bbae99d54c01e0bb07ffcff5caeeb1645d64","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1113","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1111",1809,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-cover.jpg"]