Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 1132: True Proof (Eight)

On Saturday and Sunday, Wang Chen rode his old-fashioned bicycle back and forth between Shangma Village and the urban area, buying some daily necessities and redecorating his new residence.

Although the bicycle was an antique, its carrying capacity was top-notch.

On Sunday afternoon, he received a call from the courier—the supplementary study materials he ordered online had arrived.

So, Wang Chen hurried back to school.

As it was nearing evening, he moved the whole box of books into the dorm room.

Only Jiang Zhiqiang was in the dorm, and he was somewhat surprised to see Wang Chen bringing in a big cardboard box: "What did you buy?"

"All books."

Wang Chen placed the box in front of his bed, tore off the adhesive tape on top, and checked if anything was missing or delivered incorrectly.

"So many!?"

Jiang Zhiqiang nearly popped his eyes out: "Even for the second and third year of high school?"

How much would that cost?

In Jiang Zhiqiang’s eyes, Wang Chen had never been a student fond of studying; suddenly buying so many study materials truly shattered his perceptions.

"Yep."

Wang Chen patted the pile of new books and smiled: "I’ve messed around for a year, if I don’t make an effort now, it’ll be too late. I want to get into a good university!"

Back then, he played around for two years and only after a sudden awakening did he study hard for one year to get into a key university.

But he had many regrets.

This time would be different.

Jiang Zhiqiang was even more astonished—was the sun rising from the west?

Yet, looking at these brand-new supplemental materials, he felt quite envious and even a bit jealous.

Wang Chen noticed his look and said: "I’ll keep these books in the dorm, feel free to read them if you want, just don’t damage them."

Jiang Zhiqiang had a bit of a peculiar temperament, but was very serious and hardworking when it came to studying. If not for family reasons, he should have had a better future.

After reading them once, Wang Chen would remember all of these books, lending them to Jiang Zhiqiang wouldn’t be a loss for him, there was no need to be stingy.

However, after hearing this, Jiang Zhiqiang’s eyes grew even hotter, even reddening with emotion: "Thanks."

He gritted his teeth and said: "Tonight, I’ll treat you to mutton hot pot!"

Jiang Zhiqiang thought that he couldn’t just borrow books from Wang Chen without offering anything in return.

Outside of the number five middle school, there was a food street, and one of the mutton hot pot restaurants there was really good, though not cheap.

"I don’t feel like eating mutton today."

Wang Chen smiled: "I want to eat Yangzhou fried rice."

A serving of mutton hot pot would cost at least twenty, while a plate of Yangzhou fried rice was only eight yuan, saving more than half.

Jiang Zhiqiang gladly agreed: "Okay!"

So, Wang Chen put the new books away under his bed, and then went out to eat with Jiang Zhiqiang.

When the two returned to the dorm, the other four roommates had also come back.

All of them were locals from the provincial city; they would go home every Friday afternoon and return on Sunday afternoon, none of them were commuters.

Usually, those four formed a little group, not really integrating with Wang Chen and Jiang Zhiqiang.

For Wang Chen, returning from rebirth, these four were mere passersby, not worth paying much attention to.

He took out several first-year high school supplementary books for Jiang Zhiqiang to pick first, and he also started to browse through them.

This scene was noticed by the other roommates, they didn’t say anything but exchanged astonished glances.

Was Wang Chen seriously starting to study?

Just as Wang Chen had flipped through a few pages of the new books, his phone suddenly rang.

After Wang Chen answered it, the voice of Xiao Xudong, tinged with a hint of crying, came through: "Brother Chen, where are you now?"

Wang Chen: "In the dorm, what’s up?"

Xiao Xudong spoke hesitantly: "Can you, can you lend me two hundred? Right now, I need it immediately."

Wang Chen keenly heard other voices in the background at Xiao Xudong’s end, including scolding and yells.

"No problem."

He said calmly: "Where are you? I’ll bring it to you right now."

After ending the call, Wang Chen put down the book and left the dormitory.

A roommate sneered softly, "All show and no substance."

Following the address provided by Xiao Xudong, Wang Chen quickly arrived at the back alley of the internet cafe they often visited.

He saw three sturdy guys cornering Xiao Xudong, one of whom was even wearing a vocational school uniform.

The area where No. 5 Middle School is located has several schools, and the vocational school is only a few hundred meters away, so it’s common to see some of its students around.

Wang Chen called out, "Xiao Xudong!"

The three guys immediately turned around, and Xiao Xudong seemed immensely relieved, asking hastily, "Brother Chen, did you bring the money?"

"I brought it."

Wang Chen nodded and said, "But you have to tell me, what’s this all about?"

"What’s this all about?"

The vocational school student sneered weirdly, slapping Xiao Xudong’s shoulder hard as he spoke, "This little brother here cheated in CF, hurting our feelings deeply. Isn’t it reasonable to ask for some compensation for our emotional distress?"

Xiao Xudong weakly defended, "I didn’t cheat."

Wang Chen immediately understood; he was being extorted.

The quality of vocational school students varies greatly, many of whom hang out with street thugs, often causing trouble.

They are all minors, and won’t get arrested for doing minor bad deeds, at most receiving some criticism and education.

So they tend to be quite arrogant.

The Wang Chen of the past would steer clear of these people as far as possible, never expecting Xiao Xudong to run into such a situation.

And this incident wasn’t in Wang Chen’s memory, likely a result of the butterfly effect.

"Hm?"

Hearing Xiao Xudong’s rebuttal, the vocational school student’s face darkened instantly, and he grabbed Xiao Xudong’s shoulder tightly, "Say that again?"

Xiao Xudong cried out in pain, "Ah!"

"Enough."

Wang Chen said sternly, "All of you, scram now, don’t make trouble for yourselves!"

What?

The three bulky guys were all stunned, looking at each other as if they had just encountered something extremely strange.

One of them strode towards Wang Chen and reached out to grab Wang Chen’s chest, "Give it to me..."

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the scornful smile on the guy’s face froze in an instant, as he doubled over, clutching his crotch.

His face twisted as he collapsed to the ground.

Withdrawing his groin kick, Wang Chen stepped forward, slapping the chubby face of the vocational student hard.

Slap!

The latter’s head spun with stars, dizzily releasing Xiao Xudong involuntarily.

Immediately after, Wang Chen landed a punch in the abdomen of the third guy, folding him up like a cooked shrimp.

In just a few seconds, three guys, all taller and larger than Wang Chen, were rendered incapable of fighting.

"Let’s go."

Wang Chen said to the dumbstruck Xiao Xudong, "Try to stay away from places like this in the future."

Although the current Wang Chen had lost all his cultivation power, as well as his equipment and cheats,

his combat experience and memory remained, and he still possessed a strong Divine Soul, easily handling a few minors who only bully the weak and fear the strong.

Xiao Xudong followed Wang Chen out of the alley, looking back with lingering fear and said uneasily, "Brother Chen, they’re not hurt, are they? They won’t call the police, right?"

"Call the police?"

Wang Chen laughed, shaking his new phone, "I’ve recorded everything, what’s there to fear about calling the police?"

Xiao Xudong almost knelt down.

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The second update is here.