Chapter 351: Whoever Loses Is a Dog

Chen Shu plugged the Crystal Disk into the computer.

The loading bar finished, and the website opened.

Qingcai Baiyu Tang: Ready.

Qingcai Baiyu Tang: 【File】

Qingcai Baiyu Tang: Password 2022520

Qingcai Baiyu Tang: I've provided two modes: offensive and defensive. In offensive mode, the projectile is small, high-powered, has strong penetration, and a stable structure; it is difficult to intercept and doesn't easily get intercepted. In defensive mode, the projectile is large, has weak penetration, and an unstable structure; it possesses Spirit Sensitivity and shield-breaking properties, making it easy to intercept enemy attacks or be blocked by a Spiritual Barrier, but it is also easy for enemy attacks to intercept it.

Qingcai Baiyu Tang: I have already marked the Rune switching; when using it as a weapon, you can just connect a simple switcher here.

Qingcai Baiyu Tang: I've conducted some tests, and the performance is quite good. In terms of the Combat Rune Group alone, it can reach the level of Northern Continent nations that you requested.

Qingcai Baiyu Tang: Additionally, I mostly used First and Second-level Runes; they have high compatibility, are simple to implement, have low material requirements, and have strong stability. The specific power it will have once built depends on the technology on your end.

Mao Xiansheng did not reply.

He must be busy.

Chen Shu didn't mind and shut down the computer directly.

It had been clear for the past two days, but it started snowing again today.

Chen Shu looked at the snow, pulled open the desk drawer, took out a dried persimmon, and put it into his mouth.

This year's dried persimmons were made better than the previous two years; the exterior was a slightly dark red, the shape was neat, with no black spots, and when bitten into, the inside was a fire-red molten center, exuding a rich persimmon fragrance with high sugar content.

Chen Shu savored it slowly, sitting still.

He had worked himself too hard this past month.

Now, there was a full sense of accomplishment.

After finishing one dried persimmon, he sat for a while longer, took out a second one, and continued to enjoy this leisure time after being busy.

"Buzz buzz!"

The Mobile Phone suddenly vibrated.

Chen Shu picked it up to look.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan: I have reached the Sixth Stage Peak.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan: @Nainai Zongshuo

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan: Come fight.

Chen Shu immediately raised an eyebrow.

Then Zhang Suannai also replied almost instantly.

Nainai Zongshuo: I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Nainai Zongshuo: Time and place.

"Tsk tsk."

Chen Shu couldn't help but shake his head.

These two, one walking the Killing Sword Dao and the other a total violent extremist, it was fate that they ended up together.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan: It's the end of the term, lots of things to do.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan: Let's do it after the exams.

Nainai Zongshuo: Fine.

Nainai Zongshuo: Let's set it for this day next month, to give you more days to stabilize your realm, lest I beat you to death.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan: Agreed.

Chen Shu immediately checked the date and frowned.

Today is the twentieth of the eleventh lunar month.

"The twentieth of the twelfth lunar month."

But it was already the end of the term, exams would start at the beginning of next month, and the latest the various colleges of Yujing Academy would go on break would be the tenth of the twelfth lunar month. Chen Shu had already agreed with Chen Jiaoshou and Wei Lvshi to return on the seventh of the twelfth lunar month, so he could make them Laba porridge on the eighth.

Chen Shu thought for a moment and typed quickly.

Qingcai Keke: Change the time.

Qingcai Keke: I want to watch you guys pull hair and tear clothes.

Nainai Zongshuo: Who is this? Isn't this the idiot who was drawing nonsense on the snow at our school a few days ago? Can't tell, you look pretty ugly, your brain is pretty stupid, and your girlfriend is quite pretty.

Qingcai Keke: You were born at two in the morning, right?

Nainai Zongshuo:?

Qingcai Keke: The Hour of the Ox.

Nainai Zongshuo:???

Nainai Zongshuo: My looks beat yours by ten thousand streets.

Qingcai Keke: Stop talking nonsense, hurry and change the time, I have to return to Yuanzhou on the seventh of the twelfth lunar month.

Nainai Zongshuo: Not changing, not changing.

Nainai Zongshuo: Just not letting you watch, just not letting you watch.

Nainai Zongshuo: /nyah nyah nyah

Haoran: /eating melon seeds

Zhong Miao Zhi Men: Translation: Anyway, I am in Yujing.

Qingdeng Gufu: Amitabha.

Ba Kuai Fuji De Meinü: I am also in Yujing /scattering flowers

Qingdeng Gufu: Why don't we place a bet again? This poor monk will be the bookie. Everyone can guess whether Benefactor Suannai wins or Benefactor Luo wins. You set the stakes yourselves; this poor monk only acts as an intermediary and will not take a commission.

Nainai Zongshuo: I bet on Benefactor Suannai winning.

Grandma always says: I trust Zhang Suannai very much.

Grandma always says: The person who loses must post "I am a dog" in the group, and it is not allowed to be retracted, how about that?

Grandma always says: Except for Chen Shu.

Qingcai Keke:?

Grandma always says: If you lose, you must post "I am an ugly dog".

Qingcai Keke:??

Grandma always says: Because you are a dog yourself.

Qingcai Keke: /expression complex

Then it was another large-scale sunflower seed-cracking scene.

Grandma always says: Stop talking nonsense.

Grandma always says: Hurry up and place your bets.

Just call me Luo Huaian: Wu Eiwei.

Beauty with eight-pack abs: Um, actually I don't know who is strong or weak, I just switched to WeChat and used dice to roll one, I thought if it was one to three points I'd choose Senior Sister Zhang Suannai, and if it was four to six points I'd choose Senior Sister Luo, the result was three points.

Beauty with eight-pack abs: So I vote for Senior Sister Zhang Suannai.

Grandma always says: There is no need to explain so much.

Qingcai Keke: Good PR.

Haoran Zhengqi: Wu Eiwei.

Zhong Miao Zhimen: Zhang Suannai.

Huran Bikouli: Wu Eiwei.

Qingdeng Gufu: Amitabha, Qingcai Caike, it is your turn.

Qingcai Keke: Can I vote for a draw?

Qingdeng Gufu: Yes.

Zhong Miao Zhimen: /expression complex

Qingdeng Gufu: Bets are placed, no changes allowed.

Zhong Miao Zhimen: /expression complex

Haoran Zhengqi: /cracking sunflower seeds

Qingcai Keke: Draw.

Qingdeng Gufu: Only Jiang Lai is left.

Jiang Lai: I will vote with Qingcai Keke.

Qingdeng Gufu: Good.

Qingdeng Gufu: Quietly waiting for the result.

Huran Bikouli: Isn't there still a Zhaoyeqing?

Qingdeng Gufu: /expression complex

Zhong Miao Zhimen: Are you sure you want to let a successor of the Secret Sect participate in our childish betting game? /expression complex

Huran Bikouli: /Surprise

Jiang Lai: What is the Secret Sect?

Chen Shu couldn't help but be amused.

This Dharma Master Tongdeng is also not honest, setting up a trap for everyone.

Actually, Chen Shu was not sure what the result of the battle between Zhang Suannai and Wu Eiwei would be, he had only fought Zhang Suannai, and had also fought side-by-side with Wu Eiwei, knowing their strength and combat styles. Especially their combat styles, especially Wu Eiwei's combat style, plus they are sworn enemies, if they really fought, as long as their combat power was not too different, it might be like the battle between Wu Eiwei and the Night Person, the moment the winner is decided is also the moment life and death are determined.

But it was obviously impossible for them to determine life and death.

The Royal Court, the Sword Sect, and the Imperial Family would not let either of them die.

However, that was only a possibility.

At first, Chen Shu was not very certain.

It wasn't until he saw the misleading words Dharma Master Tongdeng said, "Everyone can guess if Senior Sister Zhang Suannai wins or Senior Sister Luo wins," that he became a bit alert. And when he finally heard Dharma Master Tongdeng say "Bets are placed, no changes allowed," he estimated that the group owner and Master Xuanzhen had both realized it.

And the group owner had also guessed it would be a draw.

It was just that due to the special relationship between the Imperial Family and the Royal Court, and the friendship between the group owner and Wu Eiwei, even if it was just a friendship vote, he had to support Wu Eiwei.

Chen Shu stuffed the last piece of persimmon cake into his mouth, the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth, checked the time, and then went out again.

He arrived at the classroom just in time for the class bell.

This class was Teacher Shi Qian's "Deepening Spell Principles", recently it was the end of the term, and what was being taught was mainly the conflict and interference mechanism between Runes, which was the problem Chen Shu encountered when he was tinkering with the Impact Technique during his freshman year, and Teacher Shi Qian even gave him a textbook at that time.

He had already learned this course in his freshman year.

The textbook had already been worn out from flipping through it.

However, he still listened carefully.

Teachers of the level of Teacher Shi Qian and Teacher Fu Jia were very rare, and their lectures were also very casual, often including many of their own ideas, even if the same class was taught twice there would be different parts, and one could always gain something.

It wasn't until after class that Chen Shu approached Teacher Shi Qian to show him his improved Tracer Technique.

Teacher Shi Qian looked at it carefully and commented:

"The structure is very unique.

"You put some thought into it.

"I feel the performance will be quite good.

"I can't pick out any faults either."

Teacher Shi Qian's gaze swept over, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"This combination of Spirit Sensitivity and instability is perfect. Using instability related to Spirit Power to enhance Spirit Sensitivity, and then using the enhanced Spirit Sensitivity to in turn enhance the instability—this approach is quite rare... Have you tried it? How is the performance?"

"I've tried it; it's not bad."

"Good, very good. I just love the work of students like you who have high talent, a solid foundation, and are still young. You've done very well, and because you haven't been muddling around in this industry for many years, your thinking isn't rigid or fixed, and you have abundant energy, so you can always come up with different approaches and bring out different ideas."

"Are there any parts that need changing?"

"No need to change anything."

Teacher Shi Qian returned the tablet to him: "Keep your own structure and just continue to optimize it; it might end up being even more useful than others'."

"Hehe..."

Chen Shu thought so too.

The ingenuity within this Spell is not limited to just this one point; there are several places, but the Spell is too large and too complex. For Teacher Shi Qian to look at it carefully, it would take at least half a day, and he couldn't see much in such a short time.

Chen Shu began studying Spells and Runes when he was ten or so.

At that time, his research was shallow, and he lacked teachers and systematic education, so he had to find tutorials, textbooks, and Spell structures online to teach himself. Back then, he accumulated many strange and peculiar ideas. Later, as his level improved, he discovered that many of those ideas could not be realized—they were either impractical or poorly considered—but a very small portion did have the possibility of being realized. These unique ideas and lines of thought were the wealth he had accumulated through long-term study.

Chen Shu often applied them to his own Spells, and sometimes when he obtained ready-made Spells, he would also make modifications to them based on these ideas.

He wouldn't dare say these ideas were necessarily excellent, but at the very least, the results they brought were certainly very much in line with his own usage habits.

Because these were all his ideas.

They popped out of his own brain.

Of course, some were indeed very excellent.

"A peerless genius."

Chen Shu couldn't help but feel proud.

After finishing this class, he didn't return to the Dormitory, but instead braved the wind and snow to go to Qingqing's small courtyard.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there were three snowmen and one snow cat piled up.

Chen Shu stopped and looked at them carefully.

The three snowmen were two tall and one short, using tree branches as arms, carrots as noses, and two small stones as eyes. The snowmen even had names written on them; one tall one had "Brother-in-law" written on it, the other tall one had "Xiaoxiao" written on it, and the short one had "Qingqing" written on it—it wasn't hard to tell whose handiwork it was. Beside them was a small snow cat, and this snow cat was piled quite vividly; one look and you could tell it was a cat.

Chen Shu curled his lips into a smile and pushed the door open to enter.