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Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One-Chapter 41 - 37 The Unparalleled Clown
Chapter 41: Chapter 37: The Unparalleled Clown!
Chapter 41 -37: The Unparalleled Clown!
Everyone had left, and Li Ping’an’s room was instantly empty, now with only him inside.
“Damn it, just to show off in front of Zixia and not embarrass her in front of others, I have to fight to the death against the Six Demons?”
Regretting, Li Ping’an thought of slapping himself:
“What should I do about tomorrow’s battle? If the demon cultivation of the Six Demons of Five Finger Mountain is not high, that’s one thing, but what if they are higher than me and Mu Qiang Baoshan? Wouldn’t that be a death sentence?”
Li Ping’an beat his chest and stamped his feet, pacing back and forth anxiously:
“Should I run away now? Wouldn’t that make me the laughingstock of everyone under the heavens? No, Zixia is my woman, and I must protect her. Wherever she goes, I will follow, but my current abilities are no match for the Six Demons; I’d just be a burden!”
“No way, I need to check my Attribute Template first!”
Li Ping’an looked at the Attribute Template in his mind:
Cultivation: Qi Gathering Realm 99%
Divine Skills: communicate with spirits, expel spirits
Remaining Life Span: Four hours (at least twelve hours needed to increase cultivation)
“Damn it! The higher the cultivation, the more survival time needed. I’m just short of that one percent, and even if I include tonight’s sleep, that’s at most nine hours, which is not enough to increase my cultivation. What should I do?”
Li Ping’an was anxious and upset, unable to think of a way to improve his cultivation, finally resolving:
“Enough, I’ll return to the real world to think of a solution!”
When he opened his eyes again, it was already the evening of the next day, September 3rd.
“Finally awake, old man? What game can be so addicting?”
Jiang Liuer, Zhu Ganglie, and Sha Sheng saw Li Ping’an climb out of bed and all turned their heads to look.
“What game could it be? Monkey God, of course…”
This time, Li Ping’an didn’t come back from the game world as tired as the first time; he just felt very hungry.
“Monkey God? Never heard of it. You’re not afraid of sudden death from playing all night? Can you keep this up every day?”
Jiang Liuer teased with concern.
“What’s wrong with Monkey God?”
Li Ping’an climbed down from the bed and, strange enough, Jiang Liuer, Zhu Ganglie, and Sha Sheng, who used to flatter him and willingly serve him the previous day, suddenly changed their attitude as if avoiding him like the plague.
Just as he sat down at the computer desk, Jiang Liuer, Zhu Ganglie, and Sha Sheng immediately stopped what they were doing, stood up in unison, and dressed, standing at the dormitory door:
“Clown Li, you must be hungry, right? We haven’t had dinner either, so we’ll go get you some food.”
The three exchanged glances and ran out of the dormitory like people dodging debts, not waiting for Li Ping’an’s reply.
“What’s with these three bastards suddenly acting like they’ve changed into different people? Weird!”
Li Ping’an’s mind was full of thoughts on how to improve his cultivation and absorb Spiritual Essence, so he didn’t dwell on it.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated. It was a message from the counselor Bai Long:
Bai Long: Li Ping’an, that policewoman who was investigating you will come to the dormitory to see you in a bit.
Stocking Killer: Got it!
“What’s going on? Why is she coming to see me again? Is it because of that thing with the broadcaster Zhou Shufenzi? But wasn’t that resolved?”
As Li Ping’an puzzled over this, he closed the conversation with counselor Bai Long, but unintentionally noticed a very familiar yet seemingly out-of-reach ID: Yuan Furong.
“Damn! When did I add Yuan Furong to my WeChat friends?”
Unaware of the situation, Li Ping’an, both excited and nervous, clicked to open the conversation:
September 2nd, 19:30
Stocking Killer: Um, there’s something I need to say
Stocking Killer: I like you. Do you want to be with me?
You have recalled a message.
You have recalled a message.
September 2, 8:00 PM
Stocking Killer: Hahaha, that’s so funny
Stocking Killer: A friend just logged into my WeChat.
Stocking Killer: Awkward face
September 2, 8:30 PM
Stocking Killer: It was me! Yuan Furong, I like you!
Stocking Killer: I’ve liked you for a long time
September 2, 8:45 PM
Stocking Killer: I fell asleep earlier, just woke up
Stocking Killer: Did my friend send you a message?
That’s the whole conversation. Yuan Furong didn’t reply, not even once. Although these words weren’t sent by Li Ping’an, they made Li Ping’an’s image of a clown and a pathetic bootlicker leap off the screen, making anyone who saw it find it quite funny indeed.
“Who did this! Who set me up! Who made me the clown!”
Li Ping’an thought to himself that he had never added Yuan Furong on WeChat, and his phone had always been in the dormitory, so there was only one possibility.
“Jiang Liuer! Zhu Ganglie! Sha Sheng! You three beasts! Living beasts!”
Li Ping’an just now realized why Jiang Liuer, Zhu Ganglie, and Sha Sheng’s attitude towards him had shifted drastically after returning to the real world, even to the point of avoiding him at all costs.
It turned out that the three beasts took the chance last night while he was asleep, pretending to be him and confessed to Yuan Furong, the girl he secretly loved!
“Oh no! I’m going to be the clown again! Just don’t hang me on the school walls, please! I really won’t be able to show my face then!”
What Li Ping’an was most worried about wasn’t just that, but that if the rich and official second-generation kids pursuing Yuan Furong found out about this, they would definitely come looking for trouble with him. The class president was one of them, and it could mean they would make life difficult for him in the future, almost certainly keeping him from getting a spot in this semester’s financial aid!
“Jiang Liuer! Zhu Ganglie! Sha Sheng! I’m going to kill you three beasts!”
Li Ping’an was so angry that his teeth itched, wishing he could literally devour these three scourges of humanity.
Although he had Zixia in the game world, at the end of the day, it was still just the game world and couldn’t be taken for reality.
Still a single dog in the real world, their meddling in his confession had also painfully revealed his secret interest in Yuan Furong.
But the key issue was that his crush was Yuan Furong, a superstar. Putting aside the fans outside school, just considering the school alone, there were at least five thousand people pursuing Yuan Furong.
If they all found out about this penniless orphan who lived on financial aid trying to court their Goddess, it was like making countless enemies, ensuring a miserable future for himself!
“No, I have to clear this up with Yuan Furong!”
Li Ping’an had originally planned to study the Yellow Court Classic, but now where did he have the time for that; he picked up his phone and was about to head out.
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Dingling, his WeChat message alert sounded once more. Li Ping’an thought it might be Yuan Furong, but when he checked, it was a message from policewoman Wanyan Mengwen:
I’m at your dorm’s entrance, open the door, please.
“Damn it, why are there more and more problems! Dammit!”
Li Ping’an decided to deal with Wanyan Mengwen first since she was a police officer after all.
Bang bang bang!
There was a knock at the door.
“Li Ping’an, are you there?”
Li Ping’an opened the door and standing at the doorway was Wanyan Mengwen, the policewoman from yesterday, but this time she was in plain clothes.
“Why are you here again?”