Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 66 Blessing

If Xiong Da just now thought Hua Gua was an absolute idiot and had wronged him...

So now, in his eyes, Zhang Jiahao is a complete thorn in his side and an oddball.

He even imagined giving the other person a good beating.

Damn it, is this guy here to sabotage me, or to offer me advice?

At that moment, he had basically made up his mind to use the same method Tang Renhui had just used…

No... not using his method.

Using his method requires paying for his assistance.

He had no intention of actually paying for it.

He meant to refer to the other party's approach.

Now, Xiong Da basically has a rough idea of ​​how to solve this problem in his mind.

That's just being a scoundrel, seeing who can be more scoundrel than the other.

Since the other party cannot get money from me in the shortest time and at the lowest cost, they certainly won't continue doing this.

Otherwise, the other party's time will also be wasted.

He personally felt that the other party would definitely stop bothering him.

However, in order to save costs, he certainly cannot claim to have adopted anyone else's methods.

Otherwise, I would really have to pay for what I just promised and the price I paid.

Although those green-grade potion ingredients didn't seem like much, he was just a recent graduate who had only recently taken up his post as a potion teacher for the first-year high school class.

He didn't have much liquid cash on hand, so he was trying to save as much as he could.

The potion ingredients I just brought out were merely a starting point to elicit more ideas.

He really didn't expect this...

Among this group of losers who are three years younger than him, there are actually one or two people who can offer him advice and provide some solutions.

Just as he was pretending to shake his head in frustration…

Fu Chen raised his hand.

He seemed to have discerned the other person's current state from their words, actions, and micro-expressions.

"Teacher, I think their methods just now might not have been very good."

Xiong Da: "How so?"

Xiong Da was clearly drawn in by his words; he wanted to know why those plans were wrong.

But Fu Chen didn't say much to him.

He hit the nail on the head: "Teacher Xiong, didn't you just say that they had planned this all along?"

Since they know you work here, your attempts to act like a rogue with them are, in a sense and on a certain level, pointless.

Because he knows where your escape route is, he knows where your workplace is... If he comes to cause trouble, even if this isn't true, it will become true.

"You're not a scoundrel to begin with, so how can you pretend to be a barefoot person?"

The idea that going barefoot means you're not afraid of wearing shoes doesn't seem to be very effective.

"In that case, you will gradually go from being in the right to being in the wrong."

Xiong Da seemed genuinely struck by a revelation: "Yeah, fucking damn, these bastards are really something. So, what are your thoughts?"

Fu Chen fell silent.

"Teacher, I don't have that much ability. I can only find some problems, but I can't provide reasonable solutions."

Xiong Da fell silent.

Damn it, isn't this a joke?

Pointing out a problem without offering a solution is blatant harassment.

Or does this loser not believe in himself?

Xiong Da, who had just been so confident, was once again caught in a difficult situation.

He didn't know what to do at that moment.

If it's really as Tang Renhui said, that those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose, and if they argue with the other party...

That problem will only get worse.

Because the other party knows exactly what unit he belongs to.

He was already a recent graduate; if he were to lose this job due to some unforeseen circumstances, it would be a huge loss for him…

"Fu Chen, just say what's on your mind."

Fu Chen shrugged: "I really have nothing to say, teacher, there's nothing I can do about it..."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Da was even more skeptical.

He simply didn't understand why Fu Chen was stammering.

He didn't understand.

Fu Chen also found it hard to imagine why the other party couldn't understand.

Isn't this a very obvious principle?

Who would be willing to share their methods with someone if they didn't see any benefit in it?

Isn't the reason others are afraid that their ideas and hard work will be taken for free?

It wasn't until half a class period had passed that Xiong Da finally understood.

"Fu Chen, do you really have a good method? Don't worry, a teacher's word is law. I'll give you three sets of materials first. Explain your method, and if it's valuable, I'll give you the rest!"

For Fu Chen, this is a win-win situation.

Fu Chen received his reward, and Xiong Da also got what he wanted, receiving the solution he had provided to the other party.

Of course, whether this solution is truly effective is a matter of opinion.

"Teacher, have you ever wondered why they were so brazen when they accused you of framing them?"

Xiong Da thought for a moment: "Because there were no security cameras at the place where I picked up the money, there was room for us to argue about it."

"That's right, teacher. Since there were no security cameras there, how could the 50,000 yuan you found have become 30,000?"

"Um?"

fifty thousand?

How did it become 50,000?

Xiong Da's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood Fu Chen's intention.

Yes, I insisted that I found 50,000, since he had no evidence when he slandered me.

I have no evidence either, so why can't I turn around and smear him?

Compared to acting like a rogue, giving them a taste of their own medicine is the most reasonable and efficient method!

He paid Fu Chen's remaining balance.

Xiong Da felt that he truly understood Fu Chen's thoughts and intentions.

But he doesn't know anything.

Fu Chen never intended to help her solve the problem.

His only goal was to persuade Xiong Da to hand over the materials!

The morning passed quickly.

After the playful banter at lunchtime, everyone returned to their respective dormitories. Fu Chen, who didn't choose to stay at the school, didn't have any other way to pass the time, so he simply wandered around a bit.

Although he had nowhere to stay, his classmates were very kind and invited him to their dormitories for a midday rest.

However, Fu Chen did not choose to go back with them.

Because he knew that these divine beings were so abstract in their daily interactions and conduct.

It's hard to imagine how much trouble and what the situation would be if we lived in the same place as them.

So he spent most of the lunch break wandering around the school.

After several system tasks, he now has the authority to restore his alchemy skills for one day.

There are three days left to revoke the privilege of having martial arts cultivation level.

However, he did not fully utilize these permissions immediately.

Because he is still waiting.

After all, while green-grade potion ingredients are decent, they're not worth wasting his precious time refining.

During the morning potions class, his intelligence allowed him to obtain five green potion-making materials from Xiong Da.

However, these potions are mostly basic ones.

In reality, they are not very useful. They are basically either basic healing potions or potions that enhance spiritual affinity.

It wasn't even as effective as his previous uplifting potions.

Therefore, the overall value is somewhat reduced.

It's not worth wasting a day of your time to have your account unblocked for a few thousand dollars.

The campus was unusually quiet at midday.

Fu Chen, who didn't have a dormitory, wandered aimlessly around the campus for a while before being sent back to the classroom by the teachers from the Academic Affairs Office.

But when he entered the classroom, he found a dark shadow wriggling in the corner.

Holy crap!

It's his mother, Zhang Jiahao!

"Damn it, Jiahao, what the hell are you doing here?"

He saw the figure wriggling in one of the corners of the classroom and frowned as he spoke.

Zhang Jiahao awkwardly turned around and glanced at Fu Chen.

There was an undisguised embarrassment on his face, but he managed to suppress and hide it well.

"Don't you live in the dormitory? Why are you in the classroom?"

Of course, Zhang Jiahao would never tell Fu Chen the truth.

He would never tell Fu Chen that he was ostracized by the other roommates because he was too abstract and pretentious.

I simply couldn't stay in that environment anymore.

Of course, from his perspective, it was a grievance.

But in the eyes of others, there was absolutely no sense of grievance or misunderstanding.

Because in the eyes of his other roommates, Zhang Jiahao was an absolute oddball and a weirdo.

It's okay to show off; everyone is happy to hang out or chat with people who like to show off, because showing off inherently means they're interesting.

However, Zhang Jiahao's pretentious behavior completely surprised everyone, and even seemed a bit obsessive.

People who show off probably do it by interspersing basketball shooting motions while walking.

Zhang Jiahao's show-off was achieved by interspersing his continuous shooting motions with only a few remaining walking movements.

This certainly made him an outsider.

In addition, he possesses exceptional personal abilities, whether in martial arts or alchemy.

Aside from Fu Chen, whose abilities are currently completely suppressed by the system, he is the worst in the entire class.

Therefore, his personal ability level is completely inconsistent with his prestige.

Everything he did was nothing but a joke and nonsense in the eyes of others.

I simply couldn't stand being in the dorm anymore.

Zhang Jiahao was gradually ostracized.

Of course, this is within his perspective and viewpoint.

It's not that I feel like I'm being ostracized by the other party.

Instead, he felt that it was perfectly normal for a genius like himself not to be recognized or accepted by ordinary people.

Even if we take a step back and say that he ostracized others, rather than others ostracizing him.

He single-handedly ousted several of his other roommates and classmates.

Faced with Fu Chen's question, he was initially a little nervous, but he quickly recovered and calmly replied:

"Heh heh, my foolish psychology committee member, I think you know exactly what's going on, right?"

Zhang Jiahao's expression quickly recovered, and he gradually shed the awkwardness completely.

His face always wore a sinister, smirking smile, which then turned sinister.

"The strong are always lonely, even in a way you can hardly imagine. People always need to adapt, right?"

666.

You're making it sound so nice, but isn't it just because you can't stand staying in the dorm anymore?

After exchanging a few words with Jiahao, Fu Chen ignored him completely.

The afternoon consisted of some unimportant classes.

For example, English, Chinese, politics, geography, and chemistry are all unimportant subjects for them...

Before we knew it, it was time to get out of school again.

As soon as get out of class ended, Fu Chen rushed to the school gate with all his might, because he had to cook for his parents every night and rush back to cook.

Fu Chen came out of the school gate and got on his electric bicycle.

He is not old enough to ride an electric bike, so he can only ride a bicycle with electric power-assisted braking to and from school.

Because most students live in dormitories, there are relatively few students entering and leaving the school; most of the people entering and leaving are teachers.

During this process, he met someone he was quite familiar with.

She was a little shorter than him, with a similarly slender and well-proportioned figure, and a gentle and refined demeanor and temperament.

Xiong Da didn't notice him at all and walked out of the school gate alone with a child.

Fu Chen didn't think much of it. He originally wanted to approach and say hello, but the other person walked faster and faster, which gradually dispelled his idea.

"Wow, Mr. Xiong, is the baby's mother busy today? You've been taking care of the child all day; you're such a dedicated father!"

Xiong Da gave a humble and warm smile, waved to his colleagues, and then led the child by the hand towards the east outside the school gate.

Originally, Fu Chen didn't have much emotion, expression, attention, or thought.

After all, just because a grown man has another child doesn't necessarily mean that the child is his biological son.

But indeed, those words caught him completely off guard.

If he remembered correctly, Xiong Da wasn't much older than these students, was he?

The other party, isn't he also a recent graduate who just graduated this year?

Isn't he a recent graduate, which is why he became this student's teacher?

What the hell...

Six hundred and sixty-six!

Those toddlers who look like they can already walk must be at least 3 years old, damn it…

Six hundred and sixty-six!!

He would never forget that yesterday on campus he had witnessed—or rather, witnessed afterward—the birth of a life, and the place of its resurrection was somewhat grotesque.

He had gradually begun to accept, and was slowly becoming able to withstand, these surreal and supernatural behaviors and events.

But reality is always cold and cruel.

He always manages to redefine his understanding time and time again.

Even though I don't understand, I'll just send my best wishes, and that's all!