Lin Yizhou, sitting in the classroom, looked at the drizzling rain outside the window.
They were clearly his own subordinates, yet during the operation, he had sent them to the hospital.
It was such a…
You get it, right?
But Lin Yizhou certainly wasn’t going to take the blame for that. After all, who told that guy to kick his “wife”?
Guo Hao looked at his English dictionary and scratched his head.
“Lao Zhou, how’s your English review going?”
“Not going very well…”
Lin Yizhou sighed.
He turned his gaze to Su Ziling not far away. To be honest, he really admired this girl.
How did she manage to balance work and study at the same time?
“What’s wrong?”
Su Ziling also felt Lin Yizhou’s gaze and asked with some confusion.
“Is there something?”
“No, nothing. You just keep reviewing… but come to think of it, with your credits and grades, is it even necessary to review!?”
Su Ziling picked up the English book in her hands and said calmly,
“For the scholarship, it’s certainly necessary.”
This world was really quite strange. Its world view was somewhat like a combination of the previous life’s China, Japan, and America.
Traditional culture like China, but social environment like America, and anime culture like Japan. Honestly, it’s pretty abstract.
“Alright, keep at it. If you have any difficulties, let me know…”
Lin Yizhou averted his gaze and once again looked at the words in the English dictionary. Seeing those messy, scribbled symbols, he felt like his head was twice as big.
Just as Lin Yizhou was frowning, Fan Zhicheng pushed his wheelchair into the classroom.
Like Lin Yizhou, his credits were also far behind. In order to graduate, even with a shattered shinbone, he had to come to class.
“Yo~” The moment Guo Hao saw Fan Zhicheng, he went over to push him to the same row of seats. With his honest nature, seeing the other’s miserable state, he naturally asked with concern, “Prisoner Fan, how’s your leg?”
“Don’t call me Prisoner Fan,” Fan Zhicheng couldn’t hold back. “I haven’t reached the point of eating prison food yet!”
After being defeated by Su Ziling, he was indeed locked up in the Magical Girl Alliance. But because his crime wasn’t that serious, Lin Yizhou bailed him out with money.
As mentioned earlier, the social environment here is similar to America, so money is really useful here.
Fan Zhicheng didn’t just sit down in his seat. Instead, he indignantly pushed his wheelchair over to Lin Yizhou and said grumpily,
“Big Brother, Big Brother! Not only did you not help me when you were there, why did you help the other side! That full-powered kick of mine directly shattered my leg into pieces! Do you know what the doctor said?”
Lin Yizhou, still looking at his English dictionary, replied without raising his head.
“Doctor.”
Fan Zhicheng: “…”
Guo Hao: “…Right.”
“Right my ass!” Fan Zhicheng wanted to stand up and slam the table to show his protest, but unfortunately his shin was shattered and he couldn’t even stand. He could only slap his armrest and said, “Now I have to go to class and take exams with this half-crippled body, and every time I think about having to spend the upcoming wonderful vacation sitting in a wheelchair, do you know how desperate I am?!”
Fan Zhicheng complained with grief and indignation.
“I can even feel that my future life is pitch black. Can Big Brother just stand by and do nothing? Can’t Big Brother think of some way?!”
His implication, of course, was to ask Lin Yizhou to help him deal with the “Protean Witch.”
But after hearing that, Lin Yizhou silently took out a pistol from his pocket.
“M1917 Federal Smith & Wesson.”
“…” Looking at the heavy gun handed to him, Fan Zhicheng was silent for a moment before saying, “No, I haven’t reached that level of despair for my life. What I meant was to ask you to think of a way to defeat the Protean Witch, or if there’s something that can help me defeat the Protean Witch.”
“M1917 Federal Smith & Wesson.”
“Dammit, that’s enough.”
“Pfft!!”
Just as the three were talking, Su Ziling, who had been eavesdropping on the side, finally couldn’t hold back and laughed out. But when the three turned their gazes to her, she pretended to be looking at her phone as if nothing had happened.
Fan Zhicheng didn’t think much of it and swept the pistol aside. Guo Hao picked it up and started examining it.
It was just a model gun, but it was made of pure iron, so it looked very realistic.
“Sigh…” After all this commotion, Fan Zhicheng said exhaustedly, “So Big Brother, what do you plan to do about this ‘Protean Witch’?”
“What else can we do?” Lin Yizhou shrugged. “Of course, I’ll entrust this arduous and great mission to you~ There’s an old saying: ‘Heaven will assign a great task to a person, so it will…'”
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Fan Zhicheng interrupted Lin Yizhou’s rambling.
“Do I look like I can still fight? I can’t just charge on my wheelchair and ram the Protean Witch to death, can I?”
“It’s not impossible.”
“Scram!” Fan Zhicheng raised both hands and stubbornly flipped him off. “Back in the café, if it weren’t for you reinforcing Meiluke’s life-sized standee, I would have thought you had something going on with the Protean Witch.”
“That’s a life-sized standee I paid 500 yuan for. Of course I have to protect it well.”
“Forget it, forget it…” Fan Zhicheng sighed. “I won’t argue with an otaku.”
“Dong dong dong dong~”
With the lunch break bell ringing, Lin Yizhou picked up his English dictionary and stood up.
Since it was raining outside, he couldn’t go to the rooftop. But that wasn’t a big deal.
After all, as a lonely person, he had multiple places to enjoy his private space.
While everyone was holding umbrellas and braving the rain to go to the cafeteria or dormitories, Lin Yizhou went against the flow and arrived at an empty classroom on the fifth floor.
Generally, universities rarely have empty classrooms, and even if they did, the doors would be locked to prevent people from going in.
But although the door to this room was locked, the window facing the hallway wasn’t locked from the inside, so on rainy days, Lin Yizhou would choose to take his lunch break here.
After finding four dust-free tables and pushing them together, Lin Yizhou lay down on them. He planned to do some daily quests in the game before continuing to review English vocabulary.
But as his attention was fully focused on his phone, something warm touched his cheek.
The sudden contact startled him so much that he almost rolled off the table.
When he came to his senses, he found Su Ziling standing beside him, he didn’t know since when.
“Why didn’t I hear you walking at all… hmm?”
Su Ziling shoved the lunchbox in her hand into Lin Yizhou’s. As if they were already familiar, she pulled a chair over and sat down, then said to him,
“This is from the promise I made you. Take it.”