Chapter 80: If I Enter the Group Again, I'm a Dog (10/10 Completed)

In the vast cafeteria, Zhang Suannai sat alone at an eight-person table with a food tray in front of her; she held her Mobile Phone in one hand and chopsticks in the other, a sense of foreboding in her heart—

Could this person really uncover her true identity?

Wouldn't that be capsizing in a gutter?

Zhang Suannai stared fixedly at the messages coming into the group.

Qingcai Keke: I am preparing to investigate the true identity of Grandma's Senior Brother in real life; is anyone willing to sponsor me?

Grandma Always Says: Holy crap!

Grandma Always Says: Are you for real?

Qingcai Keke: Of course.

Qingcai Keke: Is anyone sponsoring?

Grandma Always Says: Damn!

How could this junior schoolmate be so infuriating? She actually intended to investigate her, and even wanted to use her personal information to make money!

This line of thinking was quite unique.

However—

Delusional! Keep dreaming!

Haoran: 【Exclusive Red Packet】

Grandma Always Says:???

Qingcai Keke claimed the exclusive red packet.

Zhang Suannai tapped to open the red packet and saw—

Good grief! Two hundred yuan!

Zhang Suannai was so angry she didn't even want to eat; she slammed her chopsticks onto the table, picked up her Mobile Phone, and typed frantically.

Qingcai Keke: Thank you, Group Owner.

Haoran: You're welcome.

Grandma Always Says: Don't you know our true identities? Why are you still stirring up trouble here? @Haoran

Grandma Always Says: Qingcai might not be human, but you are truly a dog!

Grandma Always Says was muted for 1 hour by Haoran.

"Bang!"

The huge sound of the table being slapped startled the students in the cafeteria.

Ahhh, it's just too infuriating!

It's maddening!

Zhang Suannai was about to be infuriated to death by these two!

She never wanted to enter this group again!

Sitting in her seat, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, calming her mood only after several attempts. Looking at the Mobile Phone on the table, she couldn't help but be curious again; her hand uncontrollably picked up the phone once more and tapped on the app called "Illegal Ancient Cultivation Group".

That's right, that was its name.

Disguise? Nonexistent.

It was just that arrogant.

Zhang Suannai held her breath and lowered her head to look—

Haoran: It's quiet now.

Haoran: Alright, you all can do as you please.

Nameless Person: 【Exclusive Red Packet】

Gate of All Wonders: 【Exclusive Red Packet】

Just Call Me Luo Huaian: 【Exclusive Red Packet】

Zhao Yeqing: 【Exclusive Red Packet】

Qingcai Keke: Received.

Qingcai Keke: Thank you, major shareholders.

Qingcai Keke: Getting rich starts today.

Qingcai Keke: If I successfully find Grandma's Senior Brother's personal information, I will definitely reveal some to you all.

"Bang!"

Another loud noise rang out in the cafeteria.

Zhang Suannai's face flushed red as she stared fixedly at the Mobile Phone she had thrown far away onto the table, swearing in her heart—

If I tap into this group again, I'm a dog!!

……

Sunday night.

Chen Shu had finished today's cultivation goals early; he usually suffered from procrastination and would drag things out until the very end, but having finished ahead of time today, he felt not only a sense of accomplishment but also a deep sense of emptiness—he didn't know what to do with the remaining time.

He simply went upstairs and walked straight into Qingqing's room.

The room was filled with warm lighting.

The bedside lamp was also on, casting a bright, eye-protecting glow.

Qingqing was leaning against the headboard, which had a soft cushion attached to the wall; she was holding a "very thick book," reading it intently with her head lowered, and said without even looking up:

"Don't you knock when you enter my room?"

"Why would I knock?" Chen Shu was thick-skinned. "Shouldn't you know I would barge into your room?"

"I don't guess everything, nor do I receive revelations for every trivial matter." Qingqing continued to look down at her book. "What are you looking for me for?"

"Play."

Chen Shu walked straight to her bedside, flopped onto the bed, then kicked off his shoes, wiggled over to her side, and rolled over to lie down next to her.

"What are you doing?"

Ning Qing finally moved her gaze away from the book and turned her head to look at him.

"I'm so bored."

"Why did you run onto my bed?"

"I'm bored."

"If you're bored, go play a game."

"I'm coming to lie down for a while."

"Go lie on your sofa."

"I want to lie on your bed."

"Then I'll go to the sofa."

"No." Chen Shu pressed down on her as she was silently getting out of bed, "I want to lie here with you for a while..."

"No."

"Let's talk about matters of the heart."

As Chen Shu spoke, his expression turned solemn; this was a tactic he often used.

Just like if he said he wanted to rest his head on Qingqing's lap, Qingqing would likely not agree, but if he acted very sad, Qingqing wouldn't refuse. Now that he was solemnly asking to talk about feelings, the atmosphere had changed, and Qingqing shouldn't refuse now.

Only Qingqing's calm voice could be heard, as if she were stating a common fact: "Trying to use this method to linger on my bed won't work."

"Eh? How did you know?"

"The result of the Heart Dao."

"I don't care, I'm not leaving!" Chen Shu paused, "And I'm not letting you leave either!"

"Shameless..."

"I am shameless." Chen Shu rolled over to face her, "Besides, you're covered by the quilt, I'm lying on top of the quilt, you're half-sitting, and I'm lying flat; how is this any different from sitting on a lawn? We're even further apart than on a lawn. Just because the lawn was replaced by a bed, you're letting formalism get the better of you; that won't do."

"..."

This person's twisted logic, it just keeps coming.

Ning Qing still chose to indulge him.

She then lowered her head again, keeping her gaze on the book, while saying softly: "I said I'd tidy up the room on the left for you to stay in, but you weren't willing."

"I don't come over often, and I stay even less."

"Bedding isn't expensive, and it's not a hassle."

"Then how would I find an excuse to sleep in your room in the future?"

"Scoundrel..."

"Oh, it's the end of the year now..." Chen Shu ignored her, acting as if he hadn't heard, and said while calculating, "After the new year, I'll be twenty-one. Once I'm past twenty-three, I'll definitely sleep with you. Twenty-three was what you said yourself."

"You think you can just sleep with me?" Ning Qing turned a page indifferently, "Forcing sexual relations against a woman's will is a major crime."

"Right, is that based on your age or my age?"

"Mine."

"Then I'll have to wait another month..."

"... I never said I'd let you sleep with me."

"Eh, you say..."

"Changing the subject?"

"No! I'm serious!"

"Speak."

"Since you can see that the probability of us breaking up before we turn twenty-three is higher..." Chen Shu paused, his eyes shining, curious yet fearful, "Then if we don't manage to get married in the future, just a hypothetical, and we break up, what would be the reason?"

"..."

"Have you guessed it?"

"No."

"Why not take a guess?"

"I don't want to guess."

"Guess, knowing the root of the problem is the only way to avoid it." Chen Shu said to her, "Escaping isn't the solution; solving the problem is the key."

"Why do you want to ask this question?"

"Hey! What's the big deal..."

"You're such a buzzkill."

"Just chatting casually." Chen Shu kicked his legs, "We're already lying together, what's there that we can't talk about..."

"I can't guess."

"Why can't you guess?"

"It's too specific."

"Then don't use your Secret Sect ability, just guess normally."

"Not guessing."

"Guess."

"All sorts of reasons, I suppose."

"Give me a precise one, no fooling around. Let's list all those possible reasons for breaking up, and then nip them all in the bud."

"That might be because some people have had a change of heart?" Ning Qing said, casting a faint glance at him.

"Who had a change of heart?"

"You!"

"Why me?"

"You're fickle; you look at female internet celebrities. Hurry up and uninstall the software." Ning Qing mimicked his tone from just a moment ago, "Strangle them all in the cradle."

"How am I fickle? I'm simply appreciating beauty; that's sensory, but when it comes to feelings, I'm very devoted, alright? I'm single-minded toward you!"

"Who can say for sure..."

"Fine! You actually don't believe me!"

Chen Shu pretended to be very angry and took the opportunity to punch her waist a few times.

Ning Qing pursed her lips and said again:

"Your turn."

"Huh?"

"It's your turn to guess."

"I guess..." Chen Shu hesitated, "It must be that you were too cold, too fierce, and not gentle enough, which made me leave in a huff."

"Stingy."

"Oh, you even added one for me, thanks a lot!" Chen Shu said repeatedly, "Exactly, you're also stingy."

"You're stingy."

"?"

"I said you're stingy."

"You're the one who's stingy."

"You're stingy."

"Since when have I been stingy?"

"Just now."

"Where was I stingy just now?"

"I told you to guess, but you deliberately retaliated."

"Damn it!"

Chen Shu punched her waist a few more times in succession.

Ning Qing ignored him and shifted her gaze back to the book page, appearing to read, but she didn't continue moving downward, and the focus of her eyes slowly became blurred.

Chen Shu lingered here for another hour before letting Ning Qing go downstairs to sleep on the sofa.

Monday noon.

Chen Shu arrived at Teacher Shi Qian's apartment: "Teacher, I need a Spiritual Power Conversion. I was bored last night and even planned to make one myself, but I didn't expect that while this thing looks simple, the conversion of different Spirit Power and the special requirements of common market equipment are incredibly troublesome."

"There's a lot of tedious work."

"Yeah, exactly! That's a great way to put it!"

"I'll give you the latest one." Teacher Shi Qian took his Crystal Disk and inserted it into the computer, "What else do you need? Say it all at once; I don't want the trouble."

"Let me see."

Chen Shu peered at the folders on Teacher Shi Qian's computer.

A folder named "Spell," clicking inside, there were three folders: "Regulated," "Non-regulated," and "Semi-finished."

Good heavens, that is truly arrogant.

Seeing him walk over, Teacher Shi Qian clicked into the "Regulated" folder, which was further divided into three categories: "Defense," "Offense," and "Utility." Chen Shu asked him to click into these three folders to take a look, and to his surprise, there were even more detailed classifications inside, going down several layers.

In the end, every Spell had a separate folder containing different versions of that Spell.

This is someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Chen Shu didn't even organize the movies on his hard drive this meticulously; at most, he would categorize them by the lead actress's name, series, or genre at the first level. This was organized way too finely.

He leaned in to browse through it carefully.

Chen Shu rubbed his eyes; for a moment, it was just like watching movies—he didn't know who to choose:

"My eyes are getting blurry from looking."

"Should I choose for you?"

"That's great! You have experience!"

"Alright then."

So, Shi Qian chose a few Spells for him from each of the three major categories, all of which were versions from about twenty years ago. As he chose, he said, "These Spells are either ones I think are quite powerful, or ones I've tried and found practical and easy to use. The lowest requirement is for a Third-stage Cultivator, and you can't handle the ones with the highest requirements yet, so don't rush; keep them and advance slowly."

"They are all older versions. You can modify them yourself to exercise your abilities. These dozen or so should basically be enough to keep you busy for the next year."

"Okay."

Chen Shu watched eagerly.

Among them was a type of alert Spell used by the Yiguo military, which was extremely useful and generally used as one of the cores of the Thousand Machine Art among military Spirit Cultivators.

Chen Shu himself had wanted an alert Spell.

He had even taken a fancy to a Spell called "Life and Death Sensing" in the Wide and Narrow Alley. This was also a military Spell that had inadvertently leaked from a major country; it was widely circulated among foreign civilian Cultivators and had a stellar reputation.

The name also sounded very nice.

Now he would save a large sum of money.

This Yiguo military alert Spell also had a name that sounded quite good—

"Absolute Spiritual Perception"

Warning-type Spells, as the name suggests, are similar to the Spiritual Sense of Martial Cultivators and Sword Cultivators, capable of detecting danger and anomalies.

Perhaps Warning-type Spells are not as mysterious as Spiritual Sense, but their functional versatility absolutely far exceeds it. Most importantly, when integrated with the Thousand Machine Art, they can not only operate around the clock like Spiritual Sense, but can also be modified by changing the Rune and connected to other Spells.

For example, a Defense Spell.

When the Warning Technique detects danger, the condition is activated, and the Thousand Machine Art instantly triggers the Defense Spell without the need for manual control by the Cultivator, resulting in an even faster reaction.

This is also one of the reasons why Modern Cultivators and ancient Cultivators have pulled apart in terms of gap.

The Modern Cultivators here refer to military Cultivators.

In fact, if it were not for Yiguo placing controls on lethal Spells, this era should have been an era where Spirit Cultivators rose again—because the vast majority of military weapons almost all use the principles of Runes and Spells, and therefore almost all can be converted into Spells. If Spirit Cultivators were not restricted, relying on the rapidly developing principles of Spell Runes in this era, crushing other systems would be a piece of cake.

Except for the Secret Sect.