[{"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-659":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},549338,797,"Chapter 659: 409: Expert","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-659",659,"\u003Cp>Chapter 659: Chapter 409: Expert\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last exam room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Tianheng lay on the ground cursing. Zhao Xiaofeng, who was in front, hurriedly left his seat and helped him up,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Tian, are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Tianheng dusted himself off in a sorry state and glared furiously at Pang Jiao,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You did that on purpose just now, didn’t you? You wanna die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pang Jiao’s large face was impatient, with a pair of glossy lips smothered in lipstick, she retorted mockingly, “I think you were leaning in too close, just giving you some space.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xiaofeng seemed to have grasped the situation as he accused, “You’re fucking deliberately causing trouble, aren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he stepped forward, clenched his fist, and his arm revealed the strong muscle contours, considerably thicker than a typical student’s, with angry, glaring eyes full of menacing energy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary students, if confronted head-on, would absolutely be intimidated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Pang Jiao showed no sign of weakness. She stood up abruptly and faced off with Zhao Xiaofeng at close quarters, “You dare to falsely accuse me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Zhao Xiaofeng’s face was only five centimeters away from Pang Jiao’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pupils constricted in response to the stimulation, and he could clearly see the blackheads on her nose, see her freckles, see her rough skin, and see her oily lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the miasma from her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xiaofeng held his breath from the fumes and complained, ‘Damn, I can’t take it anymore…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xiaoqi, in front, opened his eyes wide, watching the drama unfold without blinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Duan Shigang’s reaction was much the same; both had suffered at the hands of Pang Jiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire exam room’s attention converged on this scene, everyone eager for something exciting to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further back, Zhang Yifei cheered for her friend, shouting, “Bullying a girl, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xiaofeng found himself in a dilemma, and just then, Gao Heshuai spoke up from the lecture stand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you arguing about, we’re in the middle of an exam!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xiaofeng, as though granted an amnesty, took the chance to retreat, announcing, “Wait and see, I’ll find a way to deal with you later!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Tianheng, though annoyed, refrained from anger due to the teacher’s presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the sight of Pang Jiao’s disgusting face, seeing it once was almost more than he could bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first Chinese language exam ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few students were discussing the answers in the corridor, “Did you write the ancient poetry? I completely forgot, damn, why is it so obscure!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I wrote it, which one are you talking about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know, that line ‘With deep sighs I hide my weeping,’ how does the next part go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Easy, you write ‘Lamenting the many hardships of the people.'”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students who hadn’t filled it in felt frustrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others were excitedly discussing the essay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qian returned from the washroom, shaking off the water droplets, walking steadily. As the chatter of his classmates reached his ears, a smile of Confidence played at his lips, as serene as ‘I will ascend alone to the highest peak.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chinese paper was not difficult, scoring 130 on this test was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even among the entire first-year cohort, he would be one of a rare few, a rarefied existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the top ten in the grade might barely be able to compete with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ascended to the second floor, from Class 9’s spot, all the way east, passing by Class 8, he looked at the familiar classroom and the two water dispensers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A poet’s sentiment began to stir within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Farewell, Class 8.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he returned as a sophomore, he would be personally invited by Class 1’s head teacher, Hu Hou, to join Class 1.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Xue Yuantong, Jiang Ning, I’ll compete with you again then!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qian vowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Man is not a plant, how can one be devoid of emotion? As Chen Qian reached Class 8’s rear, he could not contain his feelings from over a year and made to step into Class 8, to have another look at the familiar scene once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a short, slender girl with her head down and hurrying through the doorway caught his attention. She seemed to be walking too quickly and collided with the doorframe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hitting the door, she lowered her head even more, completely covered by her hair, and Chen Qian didn’t catch a glimpse of her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl apologized in a fluster, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke in a gentle and soft voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, hearing no response, she hurried through the door with her head still down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qian was instantly intrigued, what an adorable girl, apologizing to a door, and even a study enthusiast like him couldn’t help but be protective!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, he shook his head with a sigh on his face, cute, but so foolish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were him, the moment he hit the door he could tell by the hardness that the object he bumped into was not a person, but a door!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qian was good at drawing inferences, not just by hardness, but he could also use temperature to calculate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the temperature of a door differs from that of a human body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, Chen Qian was filled with curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As everyone knows, Class 8 has an iron door; iron conducts temperature easily and changes temperature when exposed to sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the question was, what was the temperature of the iron door now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it possible to determine if one has hit a door or a person based on temperature?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theoretical knowledge is shallow until it’s put into practice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qian decided to investigate, so he touched the iron door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was someone with a rigorous scientific approach and to ensure the authenticity of data, he touched every part of the iron door, intent on examining every inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passersby saw Chen Qian caressing the iron door, particularly the bright light shining behind his glasses – almost dazzling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First they were shocked, then their expressions turned to disgust; his actions seemed lewd!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not even sparing the door!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qian turned a deaf ear, his thirst for knowledge overcame everything in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To live is to seek the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After touching the door, he still felt the method was not precise enough, so he decided to borrow a thermometer from Huang Yuzhu to thoroughly measure the iron door’s temperature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Yuzhu, not having done particularly well, wasn’t in Class 8 for the exam; Chen Qian looked for him in exam room 12.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Yuzhu was flipping through a chemistry book, preparing for the next test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After borrowing the thermometer, Chen Qian said, “Wait for me to measure the door, then I’ll return it to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Yuzhu was puzzled, “Why are you measuring the door?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1140,"2026-05-30T14:40:02.885Z","2026-06-01T04:31:29.709Z",1,"novelbin.me","64ca517baee6bebd33713ce1a57621a0ecba32a48057a8f83245125b62196fec","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-660","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-658",1809,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-cover.jpg"]