Chapter 404: Rainy days aren't that cute
December 9th, Monday.
The sky was overcast, and the continuous rain drizzled, weaving into a fine net, covering the streets on the way to school.
Lin Li, wearing a raincoat, rode his bike through the wet streets, the wheels rolling over puddles, splashing water.
If there were pedestrians walking nearby, Lin Li would immediately slow down. Even a bicycle is so considerate; this is the King of Quality in Xiling, the last piece of pure land in Xiling.
Looking at the large group of pedestrians holding umbrellas on the road, Lin Li actually didn't understand.
On a rainy day, it's the rain that drenches them, and it's the rain that causes them trouble. As a result, they don't hit the rain but hit the umbrella. It's really sad for the umbrella. Human inferiority is displayed vividly at this moment, sigh.
In this weather, it seems there's no need to do morning exercises today, and naturally no need to give a speech. There's nothing to regret or be a pity about, and Lin Li is happy to be so.
Classroom.
"According to unofficial history, Zhang Fei was the Prefect of Baxi back then. Because he was a big man with a black face and was extremely brave, he was a real man. The people and officials under him at that time respectfully called Zhang Fei the Black Mamba!"
"Has everyone discovered that those domestic local Black Mambas on the internet who look very much like Lao Da are almost all from the Sichuan-Yunnan-Guizhou region? This is actually the influence left over from the Three Kingdoms to this day."
"This matter is also recorded in *Song of the Pipa*—the horses and carriages are sparse in front of the door, Lao Da married a merchant's wife. The current Lao Xiao are all descendants of Zhang Fei, and what flows in their blood is his gene."
Bai Bufan's voice was still clear, so Lin Li didn't miss the daily unofficial history of the Three Kingdoms.
"Where is the Chuan-Yun-Gui region?" Wang Ze asked, a bit confused.
"Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, ah, you didn't study geography at all?" Bai Bufan's words paused, and he frowned, suspected to be an AOE attack on the sports student group next.
"Damn, isn't the convention to call it Yun-Gui-Chuan? Why did you change the order? I thought it was a cloud-piercing arrow after hearing it—" Wang Ze said speechlessly.
Bai Bufan glanced coldly: "Who would feel at ease with Chuan at the back these days? If Chuan is behind Yun-Gui, who will be responsible if Yun-Gui gets screwed? Wang Ze, you?"
Lin Li, who walked into the classroom, nodded when he heard this, looked at Wang Ze with contempt, and echoed Bai Bufan's statement:
"Exactly, haven't you heard? Round face, white socks, goatee, Lin Xinru on Chunxi Road; white socks, glasses, gold earrings, Fan Bingbing on Tianfu Avenue. Zhao Lei also said, what makes Chengdu shed tears is not just last night's wine."
"I guess Zhao Lei was drunk the next day, farted out a balloon that wasn't blown but contained shower gel, recalled dreaming of pooping last night but the more he pushed, the more the poop went inside, and instantly understood everything, writing this song while crying."
"Just like this, and you still let Chuan be behind Yun-Gui, did Yun-Gui offend you?"
Speaking of this, Lin Li also walked to Wang Ze's side, shook his head, sneered, and patted Wang Ze on the shoulder:
"But then again, it's normal for you to support it, Wang Ze, after all, it's you."
Wang Ze: "(; o_o)?"
So, so it was considered from this angle.
Then Chuan should indeed be ranked in front of all provinces. This is probably something that even Shanghai and Beijing wouldn't want to compete with.
"Damn!"
"Stop saying damn, your rice noodle rolls, take them." Lin Li took out a breakfast for Wang Ze.
"Thanks, as a return, do you want to see if my rice noodle rolls are powdery?" Wang Ze took it and smiled.
Lin Li's facial features wrinkled together, the taste was too strong, he had to write Wang Ze's name first when writing names in the future. After kicking Wang Ze's butt to make him roll, he continued to distribute breakfast.
"Baowei, Zeyu, you two divide the buns yourselves."
"Bufan, your noodle soup."
Looking at the noodle soup in front of him, Bai Bufan frowned, finding that things were not simple. He narrowed his eyes: "Lin Li, wasn't the one I wanted fried noodles?"
Lin Li: "On a rainy day, fried noodles are easy to become noodle soup, please understand."
Bai Bufan: "(; o_o)?"
"Eh wait! I originally thought you just ordered wrong! So this noodle soup came like this? Does this liquid not mean soup, but rainwater?! Holy crap! How can this be understood! Is this still edible?!"
Lin Li frowned slightly, feeling that Bai Bufan was a bit like "why don't they eat meat," so he asked seriously: "Bufan, I ask you, pus, ditch water, Ganges water, shit water, rainwater, which one is the cleanest?"
Bai Bufan: "?"
"... Rainwater?"
"You also know rainwater is the cleanest!" Lin Li looked at Bai Bufan with a "since you understand, why ask" expression, "Then that's it, right? Here, take it."
Bai Bufan: "(; o_o)?"
After being stunned for a short while, Bai Bufan completely couldn't hold it, looking a bit crazy:
"What the hell is 'that's it'!! You have no idea what kind of options you gave me! You even said the word shit water! Do you have to compare who is worse! Can't you drink some human water?!"
Lin Li, hearing this, walked to Baowei, who was gnawing on a bun and watching the show, and the two looked at each other for a second.
Stare—
Lin Li shook his head, skipped over, and instead shook the breakfast in his hand toward his deskmate Qin Zeyu, requesting:
"Zeyu, drink the soup, then spit some saliva, Bufan insists on drinking some human water, really can't do anything about him."
Zhou Baowei, Bai Bufan: "..."
Bai Bufan o_o: "Eh buddy, this isn't the kind of human water I wanted."
Zhou Baowei couldn't hold his temper at all, appearing excited:
"Eh Lin Li, can you explain why you chose Zeyu with disgust after staring at me for a long time? Am I not a human! Am I!"
"This is noodle soup, how could fried noodles plus rainwater have this effect," and Qin Zeyu, chewing on a bun, looked, smelled, asked, and cut Lin Li's breakfast, surprised, "And our buns didn't become soup buns, not enough to get water in."
"Not bad, Zeyu, I announce that you are a human in Class 4, Grade 10! So wise!" Lin Li gave praise, then handed the bag and chopsticks to Bai Bufan:
"Fried noodles are sold out, waiting would take a while, I don't have time to wait, so I changed it for you."
Actually, it wasn't particularly urgent. For example, there was still some time before morning self-study, and Lin Li didn't arrive at the last minute at all.
But Lin Li couldn't miss the morning unofficial history session just so Bai Bufan could eat the breakfast he wanted, right?
Although he could let Bai Bufan tell it again, how could a replay have the ritual sense of a live broadcast?
"Fair enough."
But when Bai Bufan heard there was still breakfast to eat, he immediately accepted, even with some joy.
This is the psychological refusal-retreat principle—if you want to open a window, open the door first. Poor Bai Bufan, played by Lin Li in the palm of his hand.
Lin Li sat back in his seat, waiting for the start of morning self-study, feeling a bit idle.
He glanced at the system casually; the free refresh opportunity for this week hadn't been used yet.
The six product columns currently were "Random Quality Spirit Stone," "Luck Talisman," "Universal Magic Treasure," "Ability Amplifier (+2)," "Longevity Pill," and "Feather Pill."
The latter five would likely have opportunities to be used in the future, so the most suitable refresh target was "Random Quality Spirit Stone." After all, compared to the spiritual energy accumulated in the "Li Fire Sword-Raising Gourd," what it could provide was really too little.
However, the "Spirit Spring" was unexpectedly persistent, and until today, it had been continuously emitting spiritual energy.
Although after seeing the amount of spiritual energy on the Upside-Down Mountain, Lin Li's threshold had greatly increased, feeling that this bit of spiritual energy was really thin and scarce, but it was persistent.
This was why he didn't choose to change it at dawn. After comprehensive consideration, in order to avoid the risk of running out of food in the future, Lin Li decided to buy one "Random Quality Spirit Stone" every day from Sunday to Tuesday this week and store it in the 【Warehouse】 without using it.
In this way, if he really couldn't go back to the cultivation world, and one day the "Spirit Spring" dried up, he could still rely on buying a "Luck Talisman" to improve his luck and then use these stocks to obtain "Spirit Spring" or "High-Grade Spirit Stone" to continue the need for spiritual energy.
Three were definitely enough. Lin Li now had a "Probability Designation" mechanism in the 【Mall】. If he used three slowly, even if he hit the bottom, he could save up a chance to specify keyword refreshing, and then specify something like spiritual energy to solve the problem again.
"Ah—so sleepy."
After finishing breakfast and throwing away the trash, Bai Bufan sat back in his seat, full and wanting to sleep, yawned, and started his usual Monday dog barking: "Don't want to go to school, don't want to study, I want to blow up this school..."
Then his eyes looked at Lin Li: "Lin Li, I think the current social system is not perfect enough."
Lin Li looked over with some interest, a bit curious why it suddenly expanded to the keyboard politics session.
"I have three suggestions," Bai Bufan's eyes were deep:
"Let the elderly go to work, they get up early, aren't sleepy, and taking the bus is free."
"Let middle-aged people go to school, they always regret learning too little, didn't go to college back then, let them go back to make up for regrets."
"Let young people go to nursing homes, we don't know anything, just love to eat, sleep, play, eat, sleep, but we can rely on ourselves for eating and going to the toilet, nursing homes can save nursing staff costs and upgrade electronic equipment for young people."
"Lin Li, do you think this system would be more excellent?"
Lin Li: "..."
"Don't say, you really don't say, it's quite a perfect closed loop." Lin Li gave a thumbs-up.
If successfully implemented, Lin Li estimated that the population aging problem would also be greatly alleviated: those who can endure not committing suicide after getting old are also gods.
"OK, with your words, I have a count," Bai Bufan nodded heavily, the fire of saving the world burning in his eyes:
"I've decided, studying medicine can't save the country, I want to abandon medicine and go into politics, I want to take the civil service exam, I want to push this policy, I want to benefit everyone! I want to benefit thousands of generations and unify the world!"
"Bufan, by the time you succeed in the civil service exam, you won't be a young person anymore." Lin Li reminded.
Bai Bufan's tone was instantly calm and cold: "Then young people should be whipped to go to work."
Lin Li gave a thumbs-up.
Forgetting the roots in this piece. /
After lunch, on the way back to the classroom.
"This rain didn't start in the middle of the night, why were you still able to not bring an umbrella? How did you get to the classroom in the morning?"
Walking to the classroom with Chen Tianming under an umbrella, while carefully avoiding puddles, Lin Li said with full disgust. ===== CHAPTER 405 =====
End of Chapter
