The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 590 - 7: Fun_2

The implication is that he should be more honest and disciplined from now on; it's evident that people are frustrated by his inability to meet their expectations.

Lu Yuan now feels the pressure that his predecessor, Lu Qiyuan, carried.

As the sole heir of the family, the future head of the Lu Family, everyone had exceptionally high expectations of him.

And unfortunately, his talent and abilities were limited.

From Lu Qiyuan's memories, it's clear that he had tried to make an effort in the past.

But the blows from reality were too many; coupled with harsh criticism and strictness from his closest kin, over time he naturally became disheartened and chose to lie flat.

"Family education methods are really important..."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

His family composition was actually quite similar to Lu Qiyuan's, with a strict father, a nurturing mother, and a sister.

However, although his parents were strict, the pressure they put on him for school wasn't severe; even if he performed poorly in exams, encouragement was mainly offered.

The Lu Family was the complete opposite.

If he did well, it was expected; if he did poorly, he would be severely criticized, with physical punishment being commonplace.

Then again, the situation of ordinary families and noble families is completely different; there's nothing comparable between the two.

Lu Qiyuan's biological mother, the beautiful woman, hadn't come by again, but whenever the Lu Family servants delivered something, they had messages from her for Lu Yuan, showing genuine care for her son Lu Qiyuan.

Besides the Lu Family, there were also two other people who came to "visit" Lu Yuan once.

"What did people in the class say?"

In the hospital room, Lu Yuan sat calmly by the window, slowly peeling a tangerine with a fruit knife.

A tall and a short boy, both of similar age, stood before him, looking slightly awkward.

"Didn't you check the class group these past two days, Qi Yuan?..."

The short, thin boy with a strand of green hair on his head answered evasively and hesitantly.

The taller, chubby one beside him had his head tilted, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.

These two were the followers who had accompanied Lu Qiyuan to the wilderness to pick up meteorites late at night.

Both were offspring of new nobility, but with low family titles, one's family being an eighth-grade baron and the other's a ninth-grade baron, slightly above commoners.

"The class group?"

Lu Yuan's hand continued peeling the fruit, seeming only now to remember the class group in Lu Qiyuan's smart brain contacts.

He casually used Spiritual Power to touch the silver-black pendant hanging around his neck, and the class group messages quickly came into view.

"Lu Qiyuan really went 666 this time, running out at midnight to pick up stones and ended up in the hospital, haha!"

"Amusing!"

"As expected of Duoling Shield's number one romantic Casanova, impressive, impressive."

"Mention the person involved manually. @Lu Qiyuan"

"When is the romantic Casanova getting out of the hospital? We should go pick you up together!"

They were all lighthearted and cheeky comments from those observing the drama.

Duoling Shield students faced intense pressure and competition, and they loved bizarre news like this.

This meteorite incident was so outrageous that it was beginning to gain popularity beyond the initial audience.

Not only within "Obsidian Fifth Class," but even in other classes and both higher and lower grades, many had heard about it.

Lu Yuan found these humorous and teasing remarks quite calming internally.

After a quick glance, he closed them without feeling affected.

The joke made by Lu Qiyuan had nothing to do with Lu Yuan.

Laughter directed at Lu Qiyuan wasn't aimed at him.

Lu Yuan originally intended to skip this dull matter, but recalling Lu Qiyuan's personality, regardless of his indifference, there was undoubtedly one person who would bring it up.

"Where's Venia?"

Lu Yuan didn't lift his head, casually asking while peeling the fruit, "What's Venia's response?"

"Venia... should be very moved, right? After all, Qi Yuan, you ended up in the hospital for her."

The green-haired boy replied reluctantly.

After answering, the expected incessant questioning didn't come, and the boy sitting in front of him just responded with an "oh," then stayed quiet.

While in a daze, he heard "Lu Qiyuan" suddenly change the subject and start asking: "How is Xu Mingguang now?"

When Lu Qiyuan inquired about Xu Mingguang, he even paused his fruit peeling, looked up, and made eye contact.

Clearly, he considered this matter more important than Venia, who ought to have been the focus of conversation.

"..Xu Mingguang suffered extensive burns all over his body, some damage to his internal organs, and radiation exposure..

But he's recovering well now, probably out of here in a few days.

But you...."

The taller, heavyset boy answered with a slight frown: "I heard Xu Mingguang's family reported the incident to the administration office, and because it got somewhat out of hand, the school may take disciplinary actions against you.

Qi Yuan, I suggest you go home and apologize to your dad first, and let him help sort things out."

"Alright, I understand."

Lu Yuan nodded, but his mind was far from the disciplinary measures.

Instead, his eyes flashed thoughtfully, planning how to retrieve Xu Mingguang's golden Magic Cube once he was discharged.

The mysterious golden Magic Cube, like himself, had fallen from space, and Lu Yuan sensed it was something extraordinary.

Moreover, it had "saved" his life and seemed fateful; naturally, he wanted to study it closely.

"Take care, Qi Yuan. We'll head out now; contact us if you need anything."

"Alright."

Lu Yuan casually lifted his hand, and the two boys, feeling relieved, hurriedly walked out of the hospital room.

Once they reached outside the hospital, fully exposed to the bright sun, they paused, letting out a sigh.

"I feel like Qi Yuan's different somehow after the injury than before?"

The green-haired boy spoke first.

The taller, chubby boy nodded in agreement, "Facing him felt more intimidating than talking to my dad."

"He's even less concerned about Venia now."

The green-haired boy added.

The chubby boy pondered and said: "Probably due to the mental trauma and external pressures; it'll likely pass in a few days.

It was the same before, wasn't it?"

"Indeed."

The green-haired boy nodded.

Lu Qiyuan had pursued Venia for so long with lukewarm responses, even giving up many times and going through mood changes where he shut down emotionally.

But whenever Venia appeared before him, he'd instantly break down in less than three seconds.

The nickname "Duoling Shield's number one devoted admirer" wasn't given without reason.

The two boys arrived at a relatively reasonable explanation and left satisfied.

Meanwhile, inside the hospital room.

Lu Yuan snapped his fingers lightly, and in the quiet room, an invisible wind stirred, bringing forth a gray vortex before him.

Casually, he tossed the peeled fruit into the vortex; half a second later, a thoroughly gnawed fruit core emerged from it.

"Seems to be a little bigger than before..."

Lu Yuan observed the gray vortex until it completely vanished and pondered, stroking his chin.

During these days in the hospital, he occasionally activated [Extraordinary Contact], summoning the gray vortex to toss fruits into.

Several baskets of high-grade fruits delivered by the Lu Family had been "eaten" by the gray vortex with no significant feedback, though the skill [Extraordinary Contact] continued gaining Experience Points, and the gray vortex grew larger each time.

"Next time I'll try tossing other items in."

Lu Yuan casually thought, then turned to look out the window again.

Seemingly enjoying the view, he was actually silently practicing [Rhythm of the Wind] and [Zero Style] cultivation techniques in his mind.

With the accompaniment of cultivation, even the dullest, most frustrating time flew by.

On the sixth day since Lu Yuan awakened in the hospital.

Finally, he received news—

He can go home.