Chapter 319

"Lin Li, did you see my... pen...?"

Bai Bufan turned his head and asked word by word, his eyes hiding lice as always.

"Shh—" Lin Li extended his index finger and pressed it to his lips, turning his head but not his gaze to silence Bai Bufan: "It's evening self-study, little mouth, no talking."

And Bai Bufan really is something else; the Gaokao is a war without gunpowder, a student who loses his pen is no different from a soldier who loses his rifle, simply too useless.

"The pen you lost is mine, damn it! Hey, damn it, you Lin Li, how can you be so bad!"

Seeing Lin Li's reaction, a nameless fire rose in Bai Bufan at once; he stepped forward, grabbed Lin Li by the collar, and roared in a low voice, Wang Conggou howled, furious and ferocious.

Bai Bufan vs. Lin Li.

"Ah, my pen is too light and thin, uncomfortable to hold and lacks heft, not suitable as a flying dart; yours handles better."

Lin Li chuckled, then took a new pen from the pen case in his drawer and tossed it to Bai Bufan:

"Make do with this for tonight; tomorrow I'll bring you a whole box of that pen of yours."

"Count you as not having completely lost your humanity; the sow farm near Xiling has escaped a calamity."

Bai Bufan nodded; actually he himself still had half a box of pens in reserve, high school students rarely have only one pen, but it's the crying child who gets the candy.

There, got a whole box of pens just like that.

And Lin Li was also very happy.

【Mission Five completed.】

【You have obtained rewards: Constitution Improvement: Spirit Qi absorption speed increased by 200%; System Currency *100.】

Looking at the system notification that popped up, Lin Li couldn't help but sigh; if only more missions like this would come.

This kind of mission to slay yaomo is, among system missions, the easiest type to complete.

From appearance to completion this mission took less than two minutes, a true speedrun; it really should have awarded a few dozen more gold coins — ten thousand of which can be exchanged for one RMB yuan.

Too bad, this time no derivative mission was triggered to let him continue hunting.

The trigger frequency is far too low; he's had the system for nearly three months now, and counting today it's only triggered three times.

Although the rewards are low and monotonous, it's essentially a 'freebie', so having it is not bad.

Can't yaomo attack a few more people around him who are afraid of bugs, so this senior fellow disciple of theirs can come protect them?

"What are you thinking about, looking all worried?" Bai Bufan heard a sigh, turned his head and asked in surprise.

"I want to throw a hornet's nest into the classroom and then *pa* lock the door." Lin Li spoke his inner thoughts.

That should count as a very, very bad yaomo large-scale invasion of the Nan Sang Sect, right? The system should give me a mission.

Bai Bufan: "?"

"Why would you do that?"

Bai Bufan didn't understand how Lin Li could have such an anti-social thought.

"Haven't you raised flowers? Flowers definitely need pollination; we are all the motherland's flowers, so what's wrong with hornets pollinating a bit?" Lin Li said calmly.

His voice carried a faint sense of death.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Damn," after a silence, Bai Bufan laughed and shook his head, pointing at Lin Li: "Lin Li, although I don't raise flowers, I farm; but now I'm a bit doubtful."

"Doubtful about what?" Lin Li asked.

"Lin Li, you say, how do you plant this, how do you plant? How do you plant, how do you plant~" Bai Bufan's true colors showed, 'doubtfully' repeating the question.

No matter how rich Bai Bufan's farming experience, he didn't know how Lin Li plants this.

"Scram." Lin Li laughed and flipped the middle finger.

The first evening self-study session ended.

The boys in the back row all gathered under the blackboard, looking at the pen and moth carcass still stuck in the wall above.

"Damn, stuck in that deep, what kind of strength and aim does it take? When did you practice?" Zhou Baowei exclaimed.

"Does this need practice? Isn't it just an anyone-with-hands operation?" Lin Li shrugged.

The one he 【Mimicked】 was originally the guy who threw the coolest and most accurately that day, strength maxed out, plus a 150% buff, so naturally it was fierce.

"So pretentious? I have to suspect with maximum malice that this flying moth was directed by you to scare Luo Meng, just to show off." Zhou Baowei laughed and cursed upon hearing this.

"Your malice is still too small; Lin Li plans to release hornets to sting all of us." Bai Bufan hehed.

Zhou Baowei: "?"

"Lin Li, one day you'll need to show ID and a statement of purpose just to buy pens." Wang Ze gave a sharp critique.

"Feels like it was blundered out after stepping in Bufan's shit." Qin Zeyu shook his head.

The pen couldn't stay stuck in the wall with the moth carcass forever; Lin Li jumped up, pulled the pen out, threw it in the trash can, and turned back sneering:

"Blunder? You blunder one for me to see!"

"Hehe, how did you throw it, teach me, I really want to learn this; if I learn it I'll immediately change my name to Qin Zeyu (Mentor Lin Li)." Qin Zeyu scratched his head, begging expectantly.

"Just aim and throw." Lin Li, like a master, walked toward the toilet with hands behind his back, full of bearing, deeply hiding his merit and fame: "Not chatting with you mortals anymore, I'm going to the toilet."

When he returned after finishing in the toilet, Lin Li found the brothers gathered in the long corridor leading to the Gao Er teaching building.

"Lin Li, come over!" And noticing Lin Li's return, Wang Ze also called out.

Lin Li walked over; turns out this group had found a plastic bottle with half a bottle of water left as a target, prepared several pens, and were now throwing pens.

This corridor leading to the Gao Er teaching building has few people walking on it, and people coming from the opposite direction can be seen at the first moment; throwing here neither damages public property nor risks injuring classmates.

"We completely can't throw with that feel of yours; come, Lin Li, show us another one, I want to see you pierce the bottle until it bursts!" Wang Ze handed Lin Li a pen and said expectantly.

Lin Li: "..."

Wo ri.

【Mimic】 can only be learned for one hour; Nan Sang Middle School's two evening self-study sessions are both eighty minutes, the effect has already worn off by now, otherwise with Lin Li's personality he would have shown off again just now at the blackboard.

Ability has entered cooldown.

— Although the usage storage limit for 【Imitation】 is two times, Lin Li usually uses one ability to "imitate myself imitating 'firearms'" to achieve an infinite loop of the ability, so now there are still thirty hours until the count recovers to "1".

"Invisible Sword" also has a distance limit, and I myself cannot let the pen visibly fly in a bend under everyone's watch.

So, now letting myself throw, whether what is thrown is a dart or a face, it's hard to say.

"You guys play, I don't intend to participate in your boring house-playing game." Having figured everything out, Lin Li just continued to wave his hand with the demeanor of an expert.

"Huh? Lin Li, you're given a chance to show off and you don't take it?" Bai Bufan frowned.

"I've already passed the age of wanting to be a sissy, I don't love showing off." Lin Li continued to wave his hand.

"Throw one, throw one." However, even though Lin Li repeatedly refused, Wang Ze still was a strong guy holding onto a man, not letting him go.

Other few buddies also came up to echo, their eyes full of anticipation.

Damn, I accidentally became Joan of Arc——roasted on a fire.

"Cough cough," Lin Li sighed, took Wang Ze's pen in a pretentious manner, weighed it, then 'regrettably' shook his head:

"Your pens' texture is all no good, can't throw out the effect just now.

Not lying to you guys, Bufan knows, I specially took his pen to throw, precisely because of this particularity."

Lin Li pointed at Bai Bufan.

Wang Ze and others also looked at him.

And after Bai Bufan was pointed at, he said nothing, just ran back to the classroom and then ran out again, handing Lin Li a pen exactly the same as just now, still brand new.

Lin Li: "..."

The two made eye contact.

"Here, now throw." Bai Bufan had no expression, just lifted his chin toward the bottle on the walkway.

"... No! Bufan! They threw pens with no ink or dried ink, that's normal, making use of waste, you this pen is brand new, throwing it will break it, you prodigal son!"

Lin Li widened his eyes and questioned.

"It's fine," Bai Bufan shook his head, "I have a premonition, I can see a scene more valuable than this pen."

The corner of his mouth gradually rose to a sinister arc with his words, Bai Bufan added gloomily:

"Lin Li…… I don't think you this b, having a chance to show off and not taking it, unless…… you fundamentally can't show off."

Lin Li: "..."

Damn.

Between the two of us, we know each other's roots and depths too well, he knows how deep my roots go, I know how deep his bottom goes.

— My guilt was seen through.

Hearing Bai Bufan say this, Wang Ze Qin Zeyu and others also narrowed their eyes, completely blocking the way back to the classroom.

Even more beastly is Zhou Bao wei, who stepped forward and replaced the distant bottle with a bottle cap, in Lin Li's shocked gaze, explained righteously:

"What's good for you to throw about the bottle, this isn't looking down on my Lin Ge, bottle caps are about the same size as moths, this time it's still a stationary target, for my Lin Ge Ge it's still not difficult!"

After doing all this, everyone's ill-intentioned gaze signaled Lin Li, you can start.

Lin Li: "..."

Not a single guy in Class Four of Grade One is human, not a single one!

Lin Li gave a bleak laugh, then this desolate laugh gradually grew louder.

With both hands sweeping all hair back, letting hair temporarily become a high ponytail, Lin Li took the pen, stood in place moving his right arm.

"Bai Bufan, heh, Zhou Bao wei, heh, Wang Ze, you guys, heh, ridiculous."

"You guys, each and every one, just let me look at you!"

"Doubting the password of my new world, indeed, only the ignorant can be fearless."

Ignited!

"Now, for your eyes without pearls——" Lin Li recalled just now, made the action, stared at the bottle cap, went all out, forgot everything, went all in: "——Pay the price!!"

Pen turned meteor, spear came out like dragon, a point of cold light!

At this moment, what Lin Li threw out is fundamentally no longer a pen, but his face!!

— Because his damn, didn't! throw! hit!!

The pen plopped onto the ground, rolled two circles.

"..."

Feeling the surrounding people's silent gaze suddenly become much more intense, Lin Li didn't dare turn back, just covered his mouth with his right palm, elbow resting on the back of his left hand, for a long time, then spoke:

"Damn, the wind was too strong just now, I'll throw once more."

Lin Li, under the male students' death stare, waddled like a dog, lonely, went to pick up the pen.

The few who usually pick up pens were all behind me, but the one picking up the pen was me, Lin Li felt this world is also hopeless.

Returned to original position, ignite again!

— "Wo ri, why is this light flashing so much! Caused my aim to fail, come again."

— "Damn, just now which class's, when I was throwing, shouted so loud, threw off, come again."

Lin Li's bodily control ability is actually not bad, but the target is after all a bottle cap, too small, Zhou Bao wei this bastard again put it too far, the little immortal Lin Li at Qi Refining Layer Three, temporarily can't get started to hit accurately.

Although Lin Li feels he has already grasped some techniques, after throwing a few more times to get used to it he could hit, but it seems there's no chance——

"What reason this time." Fourth miss, Bai Bufan smiled inquiring.

Lin Li hearing this also didn't go pick up, turned back, revealed a pure innocent cute smile: "Hehe, I said just now the network lagged you guys believe?"

"..."

"Huu——"

"Huu——"

I already said Lin Li just guessed that, he's just a piece of trash.

Bufan, can't you take a dump more discreetly next time? Don't let Lin Li step on it.

How can someone still shout things like "~doubts louder~people can't hear~"? Shameless.

Alright, alright, Lin Li, go play somewhere else, don't be an eyesore here, wasting our time.

It's like the real-life version of "when the wall falls, everyone pushes"—just now these few were still calling him teacher and father, but now they discard him like worn-out shoes, despising him and shoving him aside.

"You mountain-climbing bunch, how dare you mock the gods who came down from the mountain!!" Lin Li pointed angrily at everyone, then with some sorrow: "The path down the mountain……is too noisy."

"Does anyone know me better than the rumors?"

"Butterflies can't fly across the sea, yet you blame them?"

No one paid attention to me, this bunch of ditches.

"If spring wind had pity for flowers, could you let me be young again!!" Lin Li leaned against the wall, sitting desolately on the ground.

Finally someone paid attention to me.

It was Xue Jian coming over holding a stack of answer sheets from the stairs; seeing Lin Li sitting on the ground, he looked surprised and asked: "Lin Li, why are you sitting on the ground?"

"Teacher……" Lin Li sadly raised his head, "I'm old, useless……I really miss my eighteen years old, I really miss that version of myself that could do anything."

Xue Jian: "(；o_o)？"

In your own class, you can even see eighteen-year-old students missing their eighteen years old.

This is my Class One-Four, Nan Sang Middle School's current version of the most top-tier class, the focus of the principal and grade director's attention, the reason why, after emphasizing the rules and regulations to everyone once, they still have to emphasize it to me privately again and again.

As the homeroom teacher of such a class, Xue Jian only feels his life is over.

Xue Jian took a deep breath, I shouldn't have asked this b, but since I did, he still contemptuously patted Lin Li's head, perfunctorily comforting: "It's fine, Lin Li, teachers are old too, not useful either."

"Sigh, teacher, time really is a merciless thing," Lin Li sighed deeply, then suddenly thought of something, and looked up:

"But, teacher, I heard some people are old and useless, while some useless people are old—different situations—so I think you can't just use this 'also' word indiscriminately."

Xue Jian: "(；o_o)？"

I really shouldn't be comforting this little devil!

Xue Jian, mouth twitching, tapped Lin Li's head with the answer sheet in his hand, not hard—after all, this guy already had his hands over his head, obviously expecting this result.

"Teacher, I'm saying I'm the useless old one!" Lin Li defended.

"You better be!" Xue Jian snorted coldly, though he naturally knew Lin Li meant no harm, this was just joking.

Then he looked toward the other male students in the zigzag corridor, saw what they were doing, frowned and shouted:

"Bufan! Bao Wei! What are you guys doing again, throwing pens? If other teachers see you, they'll laugh again—what's wrong with you all? Hurry up and clean up, go back to the classroom! Really, not one of you gives me peace of mind."

As a middle-aged strict teacher, Xue Jian's pressure on the class besides Lin Li is still strong; the boys heard him, sullenly picked up their things and walked toward the classroom.

"Teacher scolds Lin Li, Lin Li scolds back, why transfer your anger to us?"

Bai Bufan walked up beside Lin Li and Xue Jian, weakly saying this.

Xue Jian watched Bai Bufan suddenly sit beside Lin Li with both hands over his head, obviously also preparing to be hit by him, looked up at the sky, and sighed deeply.

Having satisfied Bai Bufan, he tapped his head once, then coldly shouted: "Lin Li can score 150 in math! Can you guys!"

The boys hearing this were shocked: "Wo ri, Lin Li scored 150 in math?"

Lin Li hearing this was also shocked: "Wo ri, the privilege of being a good student I've longed for?"

Am I finally part of the privileged class!

Then my first act might be to forget my roots—when everyone gathers firewood, the flames rise high, and I'll pour fuel on the fire.

After eating chicken and entering the toxic zone, not blocking those behind—didn't I just get in for free?

Thinking someone had his back, Lin Li straightened up, suddenly stood up, pointed at those still standing like Wang Ze and others, coldly laughed, then hopefully said to Xue Jian:

"Teacher, they just ganged up to bully and insult me, now I want them all to kneel and apologize to me, otherwise I'll transfer classes immediately—you wouldn't want my math 150 to transfer to another class, would you?"

Oh?

There's still this good thing?

"Which class you planning to transfer to? I know the ropes here, can help you navigate, save the process." Xue Jian turned and asked.

"It's fine, teacher, I'm not leaving." Ying Bao is still in this class, can't leave, Lin Li shrugged, then sat back down on the ground.

Lin Li also understood.

My good student privilege and Chen Yuying's good student privilege are a bit different.

Lin Li thought, now in Xue Jian's eyes, the class hierarchy is roughly like this——

Chen Yuying and other good students > ordinary students > humans > Lin Li (good student buff) > Bai Bufan and other living beings > desks and chairs as class property > others > Lin Li.

After all that effort climbing up, I got privileges with these few guys here, still alive trading, jumped.

"Alright, hand the answer sheets to the class rep so he can distribute them, then tell him to collect and hand in the weekend homework to the office before nine."

Seeing this reaction, Xue Jian smiled slightly, handed the answer sheets to Lin Li, and said.

"Got it."

Walking into the classroom with Bai Bufan and others, first not giving the answer sheets to the class rep, but instead lowering his head to search for Chen Yuying's answer sheet.

At the same time, Lin Li is a bit forgetful, turned and asked: "Bufan, what score did Old Jian just say I got in math? I forgot."

Bai Bufan gestured toward Wang Ze and others in the style of Donnie Yen pointing at people.

"Just said it—Lin Li will never pass up any chance to show off, just now refusing to throw the darts, it was really obvious."

"Really is."

"Figured it out."

"So what score did I get? I really forgot." Lin Li racked his brains.

"Heh, didn't forget to feed a horse."

"Wow, your mouth really stinks, down there, speechless." Lin Li broke out in a sweat like little yellow beans.

(This chapter ends)