The Evil Prince - Invasion of Japan 166-171

Chapter 166 Don't underestimate me.
The entire Tokyo military district is heavily guarded. Even far from the military district, there are already squads of soldiers, dressed in neat uniforms, carrying the Rising Sun flag, and each carrying a submachine gun. The city has already begun to enforce martial law at the intersections. Pedestrians are strictly prohibited from entering the area near the highways through Kanagawa. The area is completely sealed off.
As our convoy approached, a group of Self-Defense Force soldiers immediately tensed up. Dozens of them slung their submachine guns over their shoulders to prevent the tanks there from pointing their cannons at us. One of the soldiers ran over, gestured for our convoy to stop, and after negotiating with one of my men, he gave a safe signal to the others behind him before letting us pass. I sat there watching all this, thinking to myself that this poor soldier probably wasn't doing so well, otherwise he wouldn't have come to question us. If we had come looking for trouble, this poor young man would probably be dead...
After passing through the checkpoint, we continued on. Along the way, we could see one or two soldiers watching us from the roadside grass every now and then. It seemed that the security here was exceptionally tight. The Japanese really took today's events very seriously.
After traveling about three to five kilometers, we arrived at a complex of buildings nestled between two mountains. We entered through an underground passage and found it heavily guarded, with sentries every ten steps and guards every five. Fully armed soldiers were everywhere, and tanks and armored vehicles could be clearly seen moving back and forth.
Once inside the base, someone guided us. When our car was parked in the underground garage, I saw many luxury cars already parked around, indicating that others had arrived. I smiled slightly and got out of the car. At that moment, a major stood before us. Upon seeing me, he immediately smiled and ran over. I figured my identity wasn't a secret to the Japanese government, so the major must have recognized me.
"Hello, Godfather Li. I am Fujita Jiro, secretary of the Tokyo base of the Japan Self-Defense Forces. Welcome. Please follow me." The young Japanese man immediately smiled and bowed before leading me towards the stairwell. I simply nodded slightly and followed him up the stairs.
As I walked, I kept imagining how Hungry Ghost would react if he saw these Japanese soldiers. You see, Hungry Ghost's hatred for these Japanese soldiers wasn't just ordinary; he practically wanted to kill them on sight. Every time this guy came to Japan, he couldn't control his urge to kill. When I came with him before, I personally witnessed that pervert rush into a Japanese guard post and kill everyone there because he couldn't control himself.
"Excuse me, Godfather, please forgive my intrusion, but could you please allow your men to stay outside like the others..." Fujita Jiro said respectfully to me when we arrived at a large gate made of heavy metal. He then pointed to about a hundred or so people dressed as bodyguards walking around. Of course, they weren't alone; they were surrounded by at least three hundred Self-Defense Force soldiers to prevent any mishaps.
"Hehe, no problem. But I think it shouldn't be a problem to bring these two beauties in with me," I said casually, arm in arm with the Kitahara sisters, not at all bothered by the surprised looks coming from the other side. Of course, I spoke in Chinese, so someone would translate for me. I was too lazy to argue with these people in Japanese; it was too much trouble.
However, Fujita Jiro was undoubtedly a good advisor. Although I spoke in Chinese, he understood me perfectly. It seemed that the Japanese side had specially selected Fujita to receive me. At this moment, after hearing my words, Fujita hesitated for a moment and said to me with slight difficulty, "This... Godfather... it's not that I want to make things difficult for you, it's just that none of the others brought anyone in. If you..."
"What? Are you afraid I'll go in and kill them? Do I need to bring men to kill them?" I raised an eyebrow and said with displeasure. Then I turned to my men and said, "Since they don't welcome us, there's no point in us staying. Let's go."
As soon as I said this, Fujita became anxious and rushed to my side, blocking my way. He bowed anxiously and said, "I'm sorry... Godfather, I'm so sorry, please forgive me! Please don't make things difficult for me. I'm just a lowly advisor. Could you please allow me to go in and ask for instructions?"
Seeing his pitiful appearance, I nodded in agreement. Actually, I hadn't planned to leave. I was just putting on an act. After all, this matter was related to the distribution of profits, and I didn't want any accidents to happen at this time.
Fujita's face lit up with joy upon seeing my agreement. He then hurriedly ran to the steel gate, entered the password into the cipher machine, and went inside. A minute later, Fujita emerged, a slight sigh of relief on his face, and said to me, "Godfather, please come in."
I nodded, then took the two beauties on either side of me and went inside, leaving my men standing with the others.
When I entered, the room was already full. The interior was luxurious, not the rigid round conference table, but a lavish private space. Seven or eight people sat on sofas, with a crystal table in the center bearing several bottles of red wine. Five maids stood respectfully beside them, ready to serve. Several bigwigs were smoking, seemingly waiting for something. There was an empty seat on the red sofa, which I walked over to without hesitation and sat down with the Kitahara sisters.
As I sat down, Yamaguchi Ichiro smiled at me, then glanced at the Kitahara sisters beside me and gave me a smile only a man would give. The two sisters stiffened slightly when they saw Yamaguchi Ichiro, then seemed oblivious, sitting respectfully beside me without any awkwardness in their eyes. This pleased me.
If they had made any excessive moves, or shown absolutely no reaction, that would have been strange. After all, Yamaguchi Ichiro was their former master. If they hadn't reacted at all, it would only mean one thing: something was wrong with them. They must have known Yamaguchi Ichiro would appear, hence their lack of reaction. This was perfectly normal, so I was satisfied.
"Hmph, Mr. Li, you have quite the airs. Are you like this in your own country?" Just as I sat down, a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, short and not particularly muscular, wearing glasses, said to me with a mocking tone.
"Heh, do you think I'm all high and mighty? I didn't know that, and whether I'm high and mighty or not is none of your business." I retorted to this person without any politeness. This person was none other than the leader of the gang I killed by the spring, a real village idiot... He really was an idiot. Who did he think he was? How dare he talk to me like that? You should know that we are standard enemies. At this time, his talking to me like this is just asking for a beating.
"You..." Masamura, the idiot, immediately became furious, stood up, and glared at me angrily. However, I was too lazy to pay attention to him. I just sat there, quietly closed my eyes, and said to Kitahara Maria beside me, "Darling, feed me a drink. Don't pay attention to this idiot."
One sentence almost made Masamura jump up and fight me. If it weren't for the seemingly stupid Inagawa Group member, Biao Junji, and the Yakuza godfather Sato Shigeyu holding him back, he probably would have already jumped up and fought me. Meanwhile, Yamaguchi Ichiro was watching all this with amusement. Compared to Masamura and his group, Yamaguchi Ichiro knew me much better. He knew the consequences of Masamura attacking me. This guy was now looking at me with a completely amused expression.
"Mr. Masamura, Mr. Tenjaku, I hope you two can exercise restraint... I hope you understand why we're here today, and don't let your personal grudges affect today's meeting. I hope you two understand." Tanaka Jiro said to us in a deep voice. As the Commissioner of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, it would be a disgrace to be unable to make any move in the face of two such rude yakuza bosses. Some
people might ask me why I know these people. The reason is simple: I read the newspapers. These people are celebrities in Japan, especially recently, they're more famous than international stars. They're almost always on the front page. How could I not know them?
"Hehe, alright, Mr. Tanaka, you can rest assured. I'm a magnanimous person and won't bother with a mad dog." I smiled slightly and said openly. After speaking, I glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the idiot Masamura sitting opposite me, while the Kitahara sisters and Yamaguchi Ichiro next to me burst out laughing in perfect unison.
Especially Yamaguchi Ichiro, who was laughing so happily, made Masamura, that idiot, turn bright red. He immediately stood up and cursed, "You Chinese pig, I'll remember this! I'm not talking about this meeting anymore! I'm telling you, I, Sumiyoshi, will never let you get away with this!"
He stormed out, but then two crisp slaps rang out. I don't know when I appeared in front of Masamura, and without hesitation, I slapped him twice, then coldly said, "Watch your mouth, or I'll kill you right now."
My actions undoubtedly made the five maids beside me freeze. I was right, these women were indeed not ordinary people. After all, the Japanese government couldn't possibly not have made some preparations for such an important meeting, but my actions were clearly beyond their expectations.
"You...you..." Masamura stared at me coldly, pointing at me for a long time, unable to speak. He clearly couldn't believe what he was seeing, and the flames of hatred were burning wildly in his eyes.
"What do you mean, 'what about me'? If you don't want to talk, then get lost. My Ice Mirror Society has never been afraid of war," I said disdainfully. I sat down again, smiled slightly at the several stiff-looking beauties, and said, "Give me some cake, I want something to eat." Just
as the idiot Masamura stood up angrily to leave, a bald man came out from the inner room and said to him, "Msamura-kun, sit down. We still have things to discuss today. Don't let such a small matter ruin important matters." The
bald man, about fifty years old, was bald, with regular features, large glasses, a high nose bridge, and a slightly gloomy aura under his eyes. His voice was strong and resolute. He was wearing a neat military uniform and sitting there; judging by his rank... General... quite a high-ranking official.
Masamura looked at the man after hearing this, and was stunned for a moment. Although somewhat unwilling, he still sat down, glaring angrily at me. The reason this man had such power was because of his status. This man was the Chief of Staff of the Japanese Army Self-Defense Forces, though that title is outdated, as the title was changed to Commander-in-Chief ten years ago. The Commander-in-Chief of the Japanese Army, Tokugawa Ieaki, the current head of the Tokugawa family and the top dog in the Japanese military, had to stop Masamura, the fool, with his words. Although he was a fool, he understood the consequences of angering Tokugawa Ieaki.
Undoubtedly, Tokugawa Ieaki's appearance caused everyone around him to change their expressions, turning ugly. At that moment, they were probably filled with complex emotions, as Tokugawa Ieaki's appearance indicated that the Tokugawa family could no longer tolerate the gang warfare—a very dangerous signal.
As for me, I was much more intrigued. Seeing Tokugawa Ieaki made me think of his daughter Sakurako's beautiful body and alluring charm, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. I even maliciously wondered if Tokugawa Ieaki knew I had become his son-in-law, would he immediately come after me?
"Gentlemen, I believe you understand what I mean by being here. Not only me, but even His Majesty the Emperor is dissatisfied with the chaos in Japan and called from Kyoto to have me handle this matter. Your actions have caused enormous damage to Japan. In recent times, your fighting has resulted in at least 20,000 deaths and tens of thousands more injuries. The impact has been extremely negative. Foreign media are already reporting on these events. Although the government has attributed all the blame to the Red Army terrorists and those bastards from Aum Shinrikyo, many Japanese citizens are still deeply dissatisfied, and some foreign investors are starting to withdraw their investments. Therefore, I need you to stop fighting among yourselves immediately. We can sit down and talk about everything." Tokugawa Ieaki said solemnly to our group. Apart from me, who was sitting there indifferently eating cake, everyone else frowned deeply.
However, I think even if they are dissatisfied, it's useless, because Tokugawa Ieaki is representing the Tokugawa family and the Emperor in negotiating with them. Even if they want to resist, they might accept it. As for other matters, I think we can only sit down and talk as Tokugawa Ieaki suggested.
Actually, this might not be a bad thing, because the long-term fighting has caused them heavy casualties, so they need a rest. They actually want peace, but they are not satisfied with the distribution of benefits, so they have to continue fighting each other to obtain greater benefits.
"Sounds good. I have no objection. I only want all the territory in Chinatown. This is also our goal. I have discussed these matters with the Yamaguchi-gumi before, and this is the basis for our cooperation with the Yamaguchi-gumi. This is non-negotiable. I want all the territory in Chinatown. There is no need to discuss this. You can do whatever you want. I don't care." I said calmly, taking a sip of red wine, not caring about the guys' expressions at all.
"Who do you think you are, daring to make such an exorbitant price? Let me tell you, you won't get a single piece of territory." Masamura, the idiot, immediately roared angrily.
"Tch. All of you here now hold territories in Chinatown under my control, including the Sumiyoshi-kai. You're telling me I'm dreaming? You must be out of your minds. Let me make this clear: I will not concede an inch of Chinatown territory. If you want it, come and take it; the Ice Mirror Society is ready to oblige." I said dismissively.
"Mr. Li, you must understand this is Japan. You can't go too far. My suggestion is to return the territory you've taken to the respective organizations, with one-third as yours. What do you think? This is His Majesty the Emperor's will." Tokugawa Ieaki spoke to me seemingly respectfully, but his eyes and tone conveyed an undeniable sense of authority.
"No way! I've said it before, I won't give up a single inch of this territory. If you insist, let's continue fighting. The Ice Mirror Society is never afraid of any enemy." I said without any hesitation. Did he think I was afraid just because he mentioned the Emperor? " Ridiculous…
Do you know that this is non-cooperation, an act of defiance against the Japanese government? I can mobilize the army to wipe you out at any time." Tokugawa Ieaki's face darkened as he spoke to me, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Wipe us out? Heh, fine. Do you know how many people we, the Ice Guard, have? Fifty thousand. We have fifty thousand in Japan. And I'm sorry to tell you, but we, the Ice Guard, possess some prohibited weapons. You can wipe us out, but don't think we're easy to bully. The moment your Self-Defense Forces make their move, I guarantee that Japan will explode like a balloon… Heh heh, I really look forward to that scene. Although it won't cause too much damage, I think it wouldn't be a problem to send your economy back to the Edo period. Tsk tsk, who told Japan to be so developed? And with so many people, millions, or even more, could easily die." I stood up, gesturing wildly with my hands, my expression incredibly arrogant, my eyes filled with a disdainful smile as I looked at Tokugawa Ieaki.

Volume 5,

Chapter 168: Ordinary Life
"Auntie, I'm leaving now... Take good care of yourselves, hehe, I'll come visit again next time." Two months have passed in the blink of an eye. Since the last meeting, everything has become more stable. The Ice Mirror Society has almost effortlessly eliminated the Green Gang's influence in Japan. The major gangs have also turned a blind eye to our actions. After all, I think they have already suffered heavy losses and do not want to provoke the Ice Mirror Society at this time. So they can only let us develop and control the entire Chinese area of Japan.
At that moment, I was at my aunt's house saying goodbye to her. Of course, it wasn't just my aunt; Youzhu was there too. When she heard I was leaving, my aunt, who was packing her things, suddenly trembled and smashed the teacup she was holding on the ground. Her face looked a little unnatural, but she quickly picked up her things and forced a smile at me, saying, "Tianxie, you're going back so soon?"
"Yes, that's right. School starts soon, and I have to go back, otherwise I'll miss class." I said to my aunt with a smile. Actually, I was a little reluctant to leave, but a man should always prioritize important matters. Besides, I didn't think there was any point in me staying in Japan now. The situation here had basically been resolved. I thought the next time I came back would be when I had a real falling out with the Yamaguchi-gumi, but that would be a long time.
"Waaah, cousin, isn't it nice here? Why do you have to leave? I don't want you to go." At this moment, Youzhu immediately started crying after hearing my words. Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke to me, her large, watery eyes streaming down her face, splashing onto the ground with a soft "plop."
Crying, Youzhu hugged me tightly, her expression incredibly emotional. It seemed this little girl truly didn't want to leave me. However, I couldn't stay; after all, I had things to do and couldn't stay here forever. Besides, so many people at home were waiting for me to return.
"Youzhu, be good, don't cry. Don't worry, I'll come back again sometime. And you can come to China to see me! You've never been back before, have you? Your cousin will take you on a good trip sometime, okay?" Hearing Youzhu's words, I stroked her head and spoke softly to her, trying to keep my tone gentle.
To be honest, my relationship with Youzhu is quite complicated right now, and I don't know how to handle it. There are feelings involved, but they're very messy. Of course, we haven't had any physical relationship. I can't accept that yet, especially since I've already been with my aunt. Youzhu is her biological daughter, and I really can't bring myself to do it. I'm not as twisted as those Japanese guys.
Hearing my words, Youzhu, though somewhat unwilling, lowered her head and nodded slightly twice. She probably knew that such things couldn't be forced.
After having a meal with my aunt and Youzhu, I bid farewell and left with my men. As for the Kitahara sisters, I temporarily placed them with Youzhu and my aunt, letting them stay there for protection. Although their cultivation wasn't high, they were still ninjas, and dealing with ordinary people wouldn't be a problem. Moreover, there was Kitahara Ichiro of the Hokushin Itto-ryu school in Tokyo, who had mastered the Kikuichimonji technique and mastered the Kaze-to-Slash, capable of instantly killing anyone below the Grandmaster level. So I was quite at ease.
As for Tokugawa Hyakki, to be honest, I'd met her quite a few times recently. Since that incident, she always seemed to find opportunities to see me, inevitably leading to a fierce battle. Afterwards, at her request, I played some SM games with her, making her completely submissive for the time being. She even told me a lot of inside information about Japan that outsiders didn't know, giving me a better grasp of the situation. You could say she was a foreshadowing of my plans in Japan.
Of course, I handed over the responsibility for managing things in Japan to Tie Jun. At this time, there was a shortage of personnel there, and he was undoubtedly the most suitable person to go. Letting him continue the expansion there was also the best option at present. Of course, it was impossible to let Tie Jun go alone. There, I divided the Ice Mirror Society's territory in Japan into six major regions, each guarded by one of my underlings who had followed me since school. Although they were still somewhat inexperienced, now was undoubtedly a good time to train them, and at the same time, it could help me restrain Zhou Tie Jun.
"Young Master, you're back." After several hours of flight, I returned to Shanghai, China. I was greeted by You Yue and several family guards. Standing in the airport, they obviously became the focus of everyone's attention. Many people, especially men, kept turning back to peek at You Yue as they passed by. When You Yue saw me, she immediately pounced on me without hesitation, not even trying to hide it. The men in the airport looked at me with envious eyes. I thought that if looks could kill, they would have killed me countless times by now.
"Okay, let's go, Youyue, let's go home." Looking at Youyue's expression, I smiled and took her hand affectionately. We then left the airport together, getting into a silver Rolls-Royce amidst envious glances from passersby, and followed the convoy away.
"What? What did you say? You want me to transfer schools? What's going on? I'm not going... I absolutely refuse!" Late at night, I roared at my smiling, irresponsible father at home.
"Honestly, you little brat, it's just asking you to transfer schools, what's the big deal?" My irresponsible father leaned back on the sofa, looking at me impatiently. His expression was so irritating, I just wanted to punch him.
This guy bullies me while Mom's not around; it's utterly despicable. I swear I'll tell Mom when she gets back and make her beat him to a pulp.
"I'm doing just fine in Beiyuan, why are you suddenly making me transfer schools? I'm not doing it!" I said angrily.
"You brat, you still have the nerve to mention Beiyuan? Honestly, you little rascal, I told you to go to school and you've turned into some kind of gangster. Is that really studying in Beiyuan? I think you're living the life of an emperor, living it up so well, why are you so reluctant to let go? Hmph, that's all you've got." My unscrupulous father said to me with extreme disdain, then didn't even look at me, staring at the beautiful woman on TV without blinking.
"You... I didn't, I... I didn't want them to know either, but they all know and insist that I be the big brother, so I can't help it." I said angrily to my father. I don't know why I'm always so easily angered in front of him. This old man's words are infuriating.
"Alright, alright, what's the rush? I'm not saying I'm going to kill you by transferring you to Shanghai. Don't get agitated. I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't tone down your temper, you'll suffer for being late. You need to know that the Ice Mirror Society isn't the only powerful force in this world. Whether it's the Russian Crown, the Italian Mafia, the five American families, or the Hells Angels of Australia, they're all more powerful than the Ice Mirror Society. Even the Yamaguchi-gumi and Inagawa-gumi wouldn't be a match for you if their own interests weren't holding them back. I know how you behaved in Japan—you were too sharp, which isn't a good thing. That's why I'm transferring you to Shanghai to temper your temper. This time, I won't allow you to show any unusual behavior. Remember, any unusual behavior. You're just an ordinary person coming to Shanghai. Don't show anything abnormal. Remember, you're just an ordinary kid from an ordinary family, or I won't be polite to you." Dad turned to me and said seriously. It seemed the old man was serious.
"Why? No way! I won't do it!" I said angrily, completely unconvinced.
"Hehe, kid, there's no why. It's not because I'm your dad, and it's not because I'm doing this for your own good. Just think of it as me forcing you. I want you to understand that your strength isn't the strongest. If you don't listen, then I won't be polite. If you dare to use the power of the Ice Mirror Society, I'll wipe them out tomorrow. If you dare to use your own martial arts, I'll seal your power tomorrow. There's no reason, it's just because I'm stronger than you." Dad looked at me with a smile. It was rare for him to be so serious this time. Although his tone was still as nonchalant as ever, you could tell he was serious this time.
"You..." I was about to say something when, before I could even react, my dad was already behind me, grabbing my shoulder. A chill ran down my spine; I hadn't even noticed when he moved. His afterimage was still in front of me, smiling, and he was already behind me. I knew that if he wanted to kill me now, it would only take a light touch.
"Hehe, kid, you see? I'm not kidding. I have the power to force you to do this. You'd better not break the rules, or I won't be polite," my dad said, patting my shoulder with a smile.
"Fine, I agree, but on conditions. Otherwise, even if you seal my martial arts, I won't do it. I don't believe you can kill me. Believe me or not, I'll tell Mom and Grandpa that you're abusing me." I turned around angrily and said to my unscrupulous father. My father's actions made me extremely unhappy, but unfortunately, I was no match for him. The gap was too wide. I couldn't doubt his words. Although I didn't know how much my father was hiding, I knew that just what he had revealed was enough to easily destroy the Ice Mirror Society. He could wipe out everyone in the Ice Mirror Society by himself. It was just a matter of time for him.
My unscrupulous father's smiling face instantly fell when I mentioned Grandpa and Mom. There were only two people he truly feared in this world: Grandpa and Mom. Yet, both of them doted on me to the extreme. Even if I wanted the stars in the sky or the whales in the sea, Grandpa and Mom would go to great lengths to get them for me without hesitation. My father, on the other hand, was far less capable. Even knowing I was lying, Mom and Grandpa would still teach him a lesson without hesitation.
"Alright, kid, what are your conditions?" My unscrupulous father stood there, equally angry, staring at me. We were practically identical, making Youyue, standing beside me, unconsciously cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Okay, firstly, I can use my power if necessary, of course, only if necessary, and I won't let anyone find out." I said seriously, extremely seriously, because this was a very important matter. You never know when something might happen, and I couldn't guarantee that nothing unexpected would occur. So it was best to agree on this beforehand; otherwise, my unscrupulous father might really go crazy and seal my power or destroy the Ice Mirror Society.
"Fine, brat, I promise you. Tell me everything else at once, don't make excuses." My father said angrily, though he was furious, he still agreed. He probably had his reasons.
"Second, I don't want to be in Shanghai, or I need to be in Shanghai without you. Otherwise, I can't possibly live the ordinary life you described. Third, you're not allowed to interfere in my affairs, not at any time, and especially not to send anyone to monitor me. Otherwise, it's all off the table. At worst, you can seal my power or destroy the Ice Mirror Society. If you do that, I'll commit suicide immediately. You can wait for Grandpa and Mom to send you down to join me." I rattled off everything, threatening my unscrupulous father without hesitation.
I had no choice but to use this method; I was truly forced into it. I knew I couldn't beat this unscrupulous father for the time being, so I had to resort to this slightly shameless tactic. After all, this method always worked on him.
"Good lad, you win... Fine, I agree, but you'd better transfer to Dongfang Academy tomorrow, or you're dead. I'll wipe out your Ice Mirror Society immediately, and teach you a lesson for being so arrogant." This tried-and-true tactic undoubtedly subdued my dad. He gritted his teeth and said to me, clearly unwilling, but with no other choice.
"Hehe, thanks, Dad. Let's go, Youyue, let's go upstairs and play, ignoring him." Hearing this, I smiled victoriously at my dad, then pulled Youyue upstairs with me. Before leaving, I winked at him, looking very smug, which made my unscrupulous dad almost jump up and curse.
"Youyue, do you think I really have to go to that godforsaken place? I really want to go!" After a passionate night upstairs, I lay on the bed, holding Youyue's naked body, and whispered to her.
"Young Master, don't be upset. Master is doing this all for your own good. I think you know that although Master still seems carefree and doesn't care about anything, acting like an old man, he actually treats you the best, even better than Madam. There must be a reason why he did this. You should think positively. Actually, Master did this just so you could experience the life of a real ordinary person, instead of what you've done. I think Master probably doesn't want you to regret it later." Youyue said sweetly to me while lying in my arms, then gave me a warm smile.
"Yes, Youyue is the best. Hehe, I actually know what the old man means, but he made it so I couldn't take over for the time being. Now that you've said this, I've come to terms with it. Since the old man wants me to go, it must be for my own good, so I'll go. Hehe, being an ordinary person isn't bad either." Hearing Youyue's understanding words, I felt much better. I gently smiled and pinched Youyue's cheek as I spoke to her.
"Yes, I knew you'd understand, young master." Hearing my words, Youyue wrinkled her cute little nose and chuckled at me, then snuggled closer to me. The gesture was very affectionate.
Actually, Youyue was absolutely right. My father, though seemingly unscrupulous and irresponsible, always acting like a lecherous old man and indifferent to everything, was absolutely devoted to me. Although he appeared strict, he was incredibly doting, spoiling me rotten. He did everything according to my wishes, afraid of upsetting me. Although he didn't show it outwardly, making it seem like he was being blackmailed, if he truly didn't care about me, how could I blackmail him? It was all just an outward display, just like me—if I wanted to do something, I wouldn't be too explicit. He probably acted that way because he was afraid I'd think he spoiled me too much.
You know, no other father or son could ever achieve the same level of relationship as my unscrupulous father. That's his brilliance, and also the reason he dotes on me—because I never hold anything back from him.
"Hehe, Youyue, come here... let's play a game." Seeing Youyue's appearance, I stroked her beautiful body, a wicked thought flashing through my mind, and said to her with a smile.
"What is it?" Youyue asked innocently.
"It's..." I chuckled and whispered in Youyue's ear.
"You hate it, young master! I don't want to! It's so dirty! You're making me use my mouth... no... I don't want to!" Youyue waved her little fists, hitting me, her face turning bright red.
"Hehe, you don't have a choice now." I chuckled, then pounced on her like a hungry tiger, pinning her down. Instantly... another round of sounds of lovemaking echoed from inside the room.

Chapter 169 Oriental Academy
Oriental Academy, the best school in Shanghai. As a Shanghai resident, probably no one knows about this school. Of course, it is not a prestigious university, but a middle school, yes, a private high school. As for who its owner is, no one knows. They only know that Oriental Academy has very strong connections, so strong that even the municipal government leaders dare not touch it.
Of course, this alone wouldn't be enough to make Dongfang Academy so famous. More importantly, it boasts an incredibly high college entrance rate. For a secondary school, this rate is undoubtedly the best measure of its quality, and Dongfang Academy's rate is astonishingly high. At least 99% of the students at Dongfang Academy are admitted to universities, with 50% of them getting into top-tier universities. Such a rate is irresistible; everyone is scrambling to get in. Parents who desperately want their children to enter university go to great lengths to get them in. It's safe to say that getting into Dongfang Academy is practically a guarantee of university admission.
However, although Dongfang Academy is a private secondary school, it's not just for the wealthy. It also admits a large number of students from ordinary families, and the tuition is very low. Ordinary students who can get in don't need to pay much, even less than public schools.
Meanwhile, wealthy students who don't get in but still want to attend have to pay ten or even twenty times the tuition of ordinary private schools. This creates a huge wealth gap: 60% of the students are from ordinary families, and 30% are from wealthy families, forming a stark contrast between the two groups.
"Hehe, you must be Li Tianxie. Hello, I'm Zhao Dawei, your teacher and homeroom teacher. You'll be studying with me in Class 7 of Grade 11 from now on. I've heard about your situation from the principal. You're an excellent student. Although your family isn't well-off, don't worry, there are many students like you here. And, everything should be focused on your studies. Sometimes, I hope you won't get involved in certain things, understand?" It was three days later, and I was standing at the entrance of SH Oriental Academy. In front of me was an older man, about forty years old, wearing a sharp suit, lecturing me eloquently, like he was educating a child. But thankfully, he was generally quite enthusiastic and didn't look at me coldly.
In contrast, I was dressed in the most ordinary of school uniforms: a white shirt, a blue jacket, sky-blue trousers, cheap student shoes, and a very ordinary-looking backpack. My messy hair had been trimmed, no longer so flamboyant, but rather gave me a scholarly air, a refined and gentle demeanor. Although my looks were still handsome, they weren't as striking after my efforts to conceal them; I was at most an average-looking guy. With my restrained gaze and subdued demeanor, I could only describe myself as "ordinary" from head to toe—exceptionally ordinary. Aside from my decent looks, I had no outstanding qualities. Of course, while ordinary, I wasn't exactly unpleasant.
My family situation was even more ordinary. My dad became a repairman, and my mom became a fruit seller. They had no redeeming qualities in their household affairs, equally ordinary, even excessively so. And the culprit behind all this was undoubtedly my unscrupulous father. How dare he call himself a repairman? Someone who spends all day trimming plants is a repairman? Why didn't she just say she was a gigolo? I think this image suits him better, a typical pretty boy. No… an old pretty boy.
The reason it was three days was because I took some time to go back to H City. After all, there were still many things there that needed my attention. Although the Ice Mirror Gathering was officially on track, I probably wouldn't be back for a long time, so naturally, I needed to make some arrangements.
Another, more important reason was Qin Ziying. Of course, I cherish my first woman, so I made a special trip to tell her about this and invite her to SH. Unfortunately, although Qin Ziying cried her eyes out, she still refused the invitation because she didn't want to leave her mother. Although I was unwilling, I eventually gave in to Ziying's tearful onslaught and could only helplessly agree to meet again in SH in two years.
However, Qin Ziying didn't come, but Wu Ziqiong came after me. After all, for her, the only purpose of staying in H City now was probably me, and since I had returned to SH, she naturally had no need to stay there anymore. So, after explaining some things, she prepared to finish her work and then come to meet me.
So these things unfortunately delayed me for three days. It took me three days to sort everything out before I reluctantly came here to accept this new identity arranged for me by my unscrupulous father, this role that couldn't be more ordinary.
"Yes, teacher, I understand." At this moment, I obediently said to the teacher in front of me, looking like a good student, with a pure and innocent look that even made me feel a little disgusted, looking at the nearly forty-year-old, balding, and obese man in front of me with hope, in order to show my kindness and simplicity.
Our homeroom teacher, Zhao Dawei, seemed quite satisfied. He adjusted his glasses, looked at me, and nodded approvingly. Then, trying to appear kind, he smiled and said, "Well, do a good job. I have high hopes for you."
Seriously, that smile was so fake, like a boss telling a subordinate, "Do a good job, I have high hopes for you, I'll definitely promote you," or a prostitute saying, "This is my first time." It was disgusting. But despite this, I still tried my best to look incredibly grateful, looking at this fat guy with a determined expression and saying, "Yes, I understand, teacher. Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down."
What can I do? I'm just an ordinary person now, and ordinary people have their own way of living... Keep a low profile... Keep a low profile... I must keep a low profile.
Following Zhao Dawei, we entered Dongfang Academy. Dongfang Academy is indeed quite large; after all, it has nearly 15,000 students from junior high to high school. It's impossible for the school to be small. We walked across the lush green lawns, under the shade of the plane trees, past areas full of flowers and plants, and across the shimmering Qingxin Lake. Zhao Dawei and I entered the teaching area, where at least ten teaching buildings, each over fifteen stories high, appeared before us. To the left of the buildings was a huge cafeteria, and to the right were student dormitories. Walking along the asphalt road along the central axis of the teaching buildings, we could clearly see rows of landscaped student dormitories behind them.
The entire school looked beautiful, well-organized, and had a very unique style. Far from having a stuffy, academic atmosphere, it was refreshing and delightful.
Of course, having student dormitories doesn't mean Dongfang Academy is a boarding school. Students can choose to live on campus or commute, and I unsurprisingly chose commute. However, due to my unusually ordinary status, I ended up living in a very shabby rental room—a true "commute." Needless to say, this was all the work of my unscrupulous father. That guy is ruthless and decisive; he left me no way out. After arranging everything perfectly, he even moved with my mother to Hawaii, including the headquarters of the Li Group. I really don't know what he's up to.
Although I know Hawaii has countless beautiful women on its beaches, all sexy and alluring, a veritable paradise, didn't he have to be so blatant? Isn't he afraid his furious mother will throw him into the sea? Or has his courage grown since we last met?
However, none of that was my concern for the moment, because Zhao Dawei, standing before me, was smiling proudly and saying, "How about it? Our school is pretty good, isn't it?"
"Yeah, it's beautiful and huge. I've never seen such a beautiful school before." I feigned a country bumpkin's expression, looking around with astonishment. I knew this expression was silly, but I couldn't help it; it was all because of the identity my unscrupulous father had given me. According to my resume, I came from a remote, impoverished town in the Central Plains, so naturally I had to act convincingly.
Zhao Dawei smiled slightly at my words, but a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. He probably looked down on me; after all, that's human nature. Even though Dongfang Academy had strict requirements, the teachers still treated students from different backgrounds differently, especially students like me from "remote areas" who inevitably faced disdain.
"Come with me. I'll take you to our class first so you can meet your new classmates. It should be about time now." Zhao Dawei glanced at me after hearing what I said and said indifferently. Then he walked ahead of me with an arrogant attitude, as if he were really great. I was too lazy to argue with him. He was just a petty person who had gotten his way. In my eyes, he was just an arrogant ant. An elephant wouldn't bother with an ant because I could crush tens of thousands of people like him with a single finger at any time.
Following Zhao Dawei's footsteps, we walked through the quiet campus and took the elevator to the teaching building. The high-rise building was certainly very impressive, but it also had its drawbacks, namely that it was really inconvenient to go up and down. I still preferred to take the stairs.
Following Zhao Dawei's footsteps, we arrived at the sixth floor together. After that, we walked out of the elevator and turned left, entering the first classroom. When I went in, I glanced around and clearly saw the sign for Grade 11 (Class 7) hanging above. Moreover, standing outside the classroom, I could clearly hear the chaotic noise inside, and occasionally a couple of screams could be heard.
However, it must be admitted that the discipline at Dongfang Academy is quite good. When Zhao Dawei approached the classroom, it instantly fell silent. Several students who had been running around hurriedly returned to their seats, sitting upright and staring at Zhao Dawei.
"Stand up!" a loud boy called out after Zhao Dawei stood on the platform. A boy of about seventeen or eighteen, with a fairly decent appearance, stood up and shouted.
"Hello, teacher!" the group shouted in unison. Wow. What a bunch of well-behaved students! I think if this were Beiyuan Middle School, probably very few people would even pay attention to Zhao Dawei. Those teachers would be praying to heaven that the students wouldn't cause them any trouble.
"Well... hello everyone, this is our new student, Li Tianxie. He transferred from out of town. Although Li's family is poor, his studies are still passable. You should all take good care of our new student," Zhao Dawei said calmly to the students.
"Damn... this guy is disgusting. Even though my family is 'poor,' you shouldn't say it out loud. You're clearly trying to embarrass me. Seriously, this old bastard... But... I'm a good kid, I'm an ordinary person, so I'll endure it... I'll kill you, you old bastard, after I graduate. I hold grudges, I'll remember this."
Sure enough, after Zhao Dawei spoke, many students showed a hint of disdain in their eyes. I could tell at least half of them did. Of course, not all of them were like that; at least half weren't. I guess those people were from ordinary families, not wealthy themselves, so naturally they wouldn't look down on me, a "poor" person.
"Hello everyone, I hope you'll all take care of me in the future," I said with a slight smile, ignoring their reactions.
"Clap clap clap." A series of formulaic applause came from below. Obviously, most people weren't being genuine; they were just doing it out of necessity, or perhaps to save face for Zhao Dawei. I seemed not to notice, still wearing my simple smile as I looked at everyone in the class. However, I did remember those who didn't give me face; as I've said before, I hold grudges.
"Well, you can sit next to Chen Qianqian. There's an empty seat there." Zhao Dawei said to me after thinking for a moment, pointing to an empty seat in the center of the fifth row. The Chen Qianqian he mentioned was a beautiful woman. Her style wasn't exactly fashionable, since all the girls in school dressed the same way. However, her figure was outstanding; her bust was at least a 36C. She was very pretty, with double eyelids, an oval face, long black hair, a high-bridged nose, and large glasses that complemented her small, full lips—all of which indicated her beauty. She was no less beautiful than those beautiful and sexy movie stars, except that her undisguised indifference and arrogance ruined her almost perfect image.
Upon seeing Chen Qianqian, I didn't say much, just nodded, and walked over amidst the murderous envious gazes of the crowd. I put down my backpack, sat down, and gave her a slight smile. Unfortunately, she didn't seem to like me much; she just glanced at me indifferently, turned her head away without saying a word, and completely ignored me.
"Damn, so arrogant? If it were before, I would have dragged you out and raped you, then dumped you on the street." I thought maliciously, looking at Chen Qianqian, countless thoughts flashing through my mind. You know, no woman has ever been so disrespectful to me since I was a child. But after thinking about it, I decided against it. After all, I'm just an ordinary person now... Keep a low profile, I must keep a low profile.
As soon as I took out my book and placed it on the table, Zhao Dawei on the podium began his lecture. He taught Ideological and Political Education. With such a low level of competence and such character, how could he teach Ideological and Political Education? I almost thought I'd misheard. But after checking several times, I was certain I wasn't mistaken. Then I took out my textbook and listened to Zhao Dawei's long-winded lecture. Watching him spit out his words and talk incessantly, seeing the bulging fat on his face tremble with each word, I felt like I was about to vomit.
Fortunately, I had good self-control. Although I felt like throwing up and wanted to rush up and beat this bastard to a pulp, I restrained myself and took out my own textbook to read. Unfortunately, my reading speed was simply too fast. My innate talent and brain developed to 25% allowed me to flip through the entire textbook in just twenty minutes, memorizing everything. There was no way around it; my original level wouldn't be a problem for a PhD, let alone high school level material. So, in no time, I finished reading everything.
Of course, to others, my actions looked like I was just randomly flipping through my textbook, bored out of my mind, and then I collapsed on the desk and fell asleep.
I swear... I didn't do it on purpose. How could someone as low-key as me do something so high-profile? But I was really helpless. This fat guy Zhao's lectures were like a lullaby; they made me sleepy. He just kept repeating the same few sentences, and after a while, it made me nauseous. Was it really necessary for him, who wasn't a beautiful woman, to stand there and spit out his words? Looking at those guys who seemed to be listening intently, I finally couldn't take it anymore and collapsed. I lay on the desk and began to fall into a deep sleep.
"Li Tianxie!!! You get up!!!" A few minutes later, an angry roar came from the classroom. The owner of the roar was a fat man who looked to be about forty years old. At this moment, he was pressing his hands on the desk, his white shirt sleeves rolled up, and he was yelling at me as if I had killed his father. He glared at me fiercely, his enormous roar so loud it hurt my eardrums; I think it could be heard at least ten meters away.

Chapter 170 Teacher, I Have a Terminal Illness
"Which bastard is yelling? Don't you know I'm sleeping?" I shouted impatiently, even louder than Fatty Zhao, while still fast asleep. After yelling, I didn't even lift my head and continued sleeping. I was so deep in sleep that I unconsciously mistook Zhao Dawei for some inconsiderate little brother who was disturbing my sleep, so I cursed him.
After hearing my words, the whole class stared blankly at me, fast asleep on the desk. After a moment, they burst into laughter. However, after seeing Zhao Dawei's purplish-red face, his glasses that looked like they were about to burst out of their sockets, and his murderous eyes, everyone obediently shut their mouths. But some people still couldn't help but cover their mouths and keep laughing. However, in order to avoid trouble from Zhao Dawei, they tried to keep their voices down, but Zhao Dawei could still hear them clearly, and his face became even more ugly.
"Li Tianxie, what did you say? Say it again!" Zhao Dawei roared at me. It was the first time he had ever seen a student who showed him such disrespect, and he was furious. He practically gritted his teeth as he yelled at me.
"Damn it, do you want to die? If you yell at me again, I'll kill you!" I immediately stood up angrily, looking furious, and said in a huff, even more ferocious than Zhao Dawei. After saying that, I remembered where I was and what I was doing, and I immediately realized what I was doing. I quickly apologized to Fatty Zhao, saying, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Teacher Zhao, I was just half asleep. I'm so sorry."
Actually, I swear I didn't do it on purpose. Since my last breakthrough, while I entered the upper stage of the Grandmaster realm, my "Blissful Undying Divine Art" also entered the sixth level. After entering the sixth level, I felt more like an ordinary person. Of course, this refers to my desires. I don't feel tired like those cultivators. On the contrary, I do, and when I first entered the sixth level, I felt very tired and always wanted to sleep, and I couldn't control it because I am very sensitive to fatigue.
The key to the Blissful Immortal Divine Skill lies in the fact that it enhances one's power by constantly strengthening one's desires for various things. Just like eating and chasing girls, sleeping is also a desire. However, most people only want to sleep when they are tired, while I treat it as an addiction. But I can't control it very well yet, to be precise, I can't control it for the time being, so I fall asleep very easily. Once I get through this stage, I will be fine, and my skill will be even more refined. Of course, this is a long stage, and I won't be able to break through again for at least a few months...
So, I made this very embarrassing move out of desperation. Of course, it was even more embarrassing for Zhao Dawei, because if he didn't handle this matter well, he would become a laughing stock. This was something that Zhao Dawei, who had been enjoying a high and mighty feeling for more than ten years at the Eastern Academy, could not accept.
"Give me an explanation, a satisfactory explanation. Otherwise, you can prepare to spend the whole day in the disciplinary office." Zhao Dawei said to me, enunciating each word with gritted teeth. I believe that if it weren't for the strict prohibition of corporal punishment at Dongfang Academy, this enraged Zhao Dawei would have made me get out without hesitation, then run a hundred or two laps on the playground, or do a thousand or so push-ups, or even worse, make me walk like a duck in the corridor... But unfortunately, I probably won't have that chance, because these things are forbidden by Dongfang Academy.
"This...this...actually..." I stammered, rambling on and on, my brain working rapidly, trying to concoct a plausible story to fool the fat Zhao Dawei who was already on the verge of exploding.
"Actually what? Tell me quickly." Fat Zhao Dawei said angrily, and then couldn't help but slam his hand on his table.
"Actually...actually, I didn't want to say this, but since you insist, teacher, I have no choice. I have a condition called 'sleep paralysis.' I always fall asleep for no reason, at any time. What's worse, this condition also causes me to immerse myself in some kind of fantasy while I'm asleep, and then, accompanied by the image of myself in my dream, I act according to that image's personality. I didn't want to tell you, but since you insist, teacher, I have no choice but to tell you. Originally...originally, it was said that an old doctor could cure it, but the medical expenses are just too high. Even if my family sold everything they owned, we couldn't afford it, so I haven't received treatment." I said to Fatty Zhao, tears streaming down my face, looking pitiful and speaking with great emotion, as if I really had this condition...
"Sleep paralysis? What's that? I've never heard of it." Fatty Zhao looked at me with suspicion. Although a large portion of the idiots in the class, mostly girls, already believed me and looked at me with pity, Fatty Zhao clearly didn't really believe me. After all, this was too far-fetched. Apart from those naive teenagers, few people would believe such nonsense.
"Teacher, it's an incurable disease, almost impossible to cure. There are very few cases like this worldwide. But my parents took me to the hospital, and the doctor said that although he had never seen such a disease, he had heard of it. People with this disease will fall asleep from time to time and become immersed in their own dreams. Perhaps when they wake up, they will become a different person. In slightly more severe cases, they will develop personality splits and become mentally ill. The most severe cases may result in them never waking up, brain death, and becoming a vegetable." I said with a desperate expression, which once again mobilized a group of idiots to sympathize with me. Many people began to believe me, and even Fatty Zhao's skeptical look weakened a bit.
"Is there any way to cure it?" Fatty Zhao asked me.
"Hmm, I don't know either. The old doctor said it's very expensive to cure. Actually, this kind of illness existed in ancient China, commonly known as 'possession by a ghost.'" I said to everyone, my voice unconsciously dropping eight octaves when I said "possession by a ghost," my face suddenly changed, becoming somewhat ferocious and cold, a strange smile appearing on my lips. Then I deliberately released a trace of murderous aura, making everyone feel a chill, a sinister atmosphere, as if they could feel it themselves, their pores involuntarily standing on end, cold sweat pouring down, as if they had really seen a ghost.
"This... I see. Then you should go get treatment as soon as you have time. I'll forgive you this time, but try not to sleep next time." After hearing my words, Fatty Zhao's face turned somewhat pale, and he said to me with a slightly trembling voice. Damn, this guy calls himself a teacher? How can he be a teacher with such a coward?
"Yes, I understand, Teacher Zhao. I'm so sorry." Hearing this, I recovered and said with a sorrowful expression, as if I were suffering for my illness, which once again won the sympathy of a group of people. In fact, I was almost laughing my head off. This was too funny; I couldn't help but laugh out loud just now.
"Ring ring..." At this moment, the bell rang outside, signaling the end of class. Upon hearing the sound, Zhao Dawei, whose face turned pale, hurriedly said "Class dismissed" and rushed away, as if he had really seen a ghost. I looked at the direction he left with disdain. What kind of Zhao Dawei is he? He should just be called Zhao the Impotent...
"Hmph, playing tricks." I chuckled after seeing Zhao Dawei run out, but quickly hid it. Unfortunately, Chen Qianqian next to me still saw it. Chen Qianqian gave me a disdainful snort and then walked away.
I felt utterly helpless about this, but I wasn't in the mood to pay her any attention. Beautiful women are everywhere; one more or one less makes no difference. I had no need to fawn over her, so I simply shrugged indifferently and continued my grand project of sleeping.
"Excuse me...excuse me, why are you sleeping in class? Is my class really that boring? If you find my math class boring, you don't have to attend, but please don't sleep in class. Do you know that's an insult to your teacher?" A clear, deep, and angry female voice rang in my ear, and she nudged me, waking me from my slumber.
When I woke up, I saw a female teacher in a pink dress and black-rimmed glasses standing in front of me, glaring angrily at me. She wasn't particularly attractive to begin with, and looked to be in her thirties or forties. Due to poor skincare, freckles and wrinkles were faintly visible on her face. I was so groggy that I jumped up in fright, thinking I'd seen a ghost. Luckily, I reacted quickly and stopped myself just as I was about to slap her.
Then, I immediately put on a pitiful expression and said to the pale-faced teacher, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I hope I didn't scare you. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Then what are you? Sleeping in my class for no reason, and almost hitting me! You'd better give me an explanation, or I won't be polite. You can prepare to spend a day in the disciplinary office." After hearing my apology, the female teacher was no longer afraid. Instead, she became arrogant and almost roared at me. I really wondered where she got such a loud voice from someone who was only 1.5 meters tall. And all the teachers at Dongfang Academy were the same, always threatening to send me to the disciplinary office for a day. Was it really that scary?
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. Actually, it's like this..." I once again displayed my acting talent, perfectly recreating what I had told Fatty Zhao in front of this female teacher. It was almost exactly the same as before, just as eerie. The only difference was that the person listening was different this time.
Sure enough, after hearing my words, the female teacher's courage was not much greater. Her face immediately turned pale, and she looked at me with fearful eyes, as if she had really seen a ghost. Before class was over, she found a flimsy excuse and left.
"Hey... classmate, why are you sleeping in my class? Is my lesson so uninteresting that you can't concentrate? Don't you have any interest in Chinese history at all?" I don't know how many classes this has been, but every time I repeat the same lie I've told countless times, scaring the teachers away each time. I really don't understand why the teachers at Dongfang Academy are all so timid. I even suspect these guys have been too domineering, making them cowardly. As the saying goes, "If you haven't done anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking at your door in the middle of the night." These guys probably have done too many wrong things, which is why they're so scared after hearing my words.
At this moment, it was an elderly man in his sixties who woke me up. He was looking at me with a serious expression, not as angry as the others, but his face wasn't much better. He was staring intently at me, waiting for my explanation.
Seeing that he was already in his seventies or eighties, I really couldn't bear to scare him. But I had no choice; if I didn't give him an explanation, he'd probably never let me off the hook. So I could only repeat myself, "Teacher, actually..."
Before I could finish, a kid next to me stood up and said to the teacher, "Teacher, actually, the situation is like this, Tianxie, he..."
Damn, that kid rattled off every single word. It seems I'd said too much, and these guys had memorized it all. But judging from their expressions, it was pretty much a joke; hardly anyone believed me anymore. But that didn't matter. I could just make up another one tomorrow. My priority right now was to get through today; I could deal with tomorrow's problems later.
"Hmph... Do you think it's fun to play tricks on teachers?" After I drove away another teacher, Chen Qianqian next to me glanced at me coldly and said. It's no wonder she was like that; this was the seventh teacher today. All the teachers had encountered the same situation. Except for lunchtime, I would unconsciously fall asleep, only to be unwillingly woken up by those angry teachers. Then, after this whole lie, everyone would think I did it on purpose. Actually, I was completely innocent...

Chapter 171
The Inevitable Sleep God. The next day, the teachers who had taught me went back and pondered deeply all night. Some even went home to research my so-called terminal illness. However, their conclusion was almost unanimous: my words were pure nonsense.
But since I had tricked them yesterday, as teachers, they couldn't bring themselves to admit it yet, so they couldn't cause me any trouble. However, I'm sure I'm hated now, and I think they'll inevitably come after me.
Unfortunately, I just couldn't control my sleeping habit, so I heard the teachers' roars almost every day.
"Li Tianxie...you're sleeping again...you bastard, you're going to the disciplinary office!" Zhao Dawei roared at me from the podium, his voice hoarse as if I had some deep-seated grudge against him. Honestly, I hadn't done anything wrong; I was just sleeping in his class. And I don't sleep every single time; I've stayed awake at least one out of ten classes.
Unfortunately, my attempts to be weak were futile. I completely ignored him and continued to sleep soundly on my desk, making Zhao Dawei's face turn blue with anger, but he was helpless. I think if he could beat me up, he would definitely run over and punch me without hesitation, but sadly, he couldn't.
"Li Tianxie...get up!" Finally, Zhao Dawei, unable to bear it any longer, ran to my desk and roared at me, who was fast asleep.
"Hmm..." I hummed in response, then turned over and changed my position to continue sleeping, completely ignoring Zhao Dawei. At this point, Zhao Dawei was practically furious. But honestly, he was so dense; why did he have to argue with me? You see, the other teachers had basically given up on me by now, automatically ignoring me when I was sleeping.
As for the registrar's office... I had been there before... but it was completely useless.
Three days ago at the registrar's office.
"Which class are you in? What's your name?" Three days ago, I started sleeping again in the math teacher's class, and the math teacher, unable to bear it any longer, dragged me to the registrar's office. A middle-aged teacher with glasses and a very burly appearance sat in a chair and spoke to me sternly.
"Li Tianxie..." I answered listlessly. I really wanted to sleep. If it were before, I would have punched these bastards who disturbed my sleep. But unfortunately, I couldn't now. Although my irresponsible father said he wouldn't care about me, I knew he probably knew everything I did. If I did anything out of line, I was sure he would come and seal my power, which would be a huge loss.
"Hmph... Why are you here? Fighting? Talking back to a teacher? Or what?" The middle-aged teacher, who was also the dean of academic affairs, said coldly to me. As he spoke, he glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the boys who had been caught fighting and were now squatting with their heads in their hands, and the boys who had talked back to the teacher and were being beaten by other teachers in the academic affairs office. The meaning was clear, as if that was my fate.
"Sleep." I lifted my eyelids, as if I hadn't seen anything, and said listlessly.
"Sleeping? You were sleeping in class and the teacher brought you here? Seriously, these guys really treat the registrar's office like a janitor's office. Hmm, go write a self-criticism." The registrar said angrily after hearing my words, then handed me a pen and a piece of paper and told me to sit down and write my self-criticism.
Unfortunately, a few minutes later, when the registrar saw me again, I was already slumped over the desk and continued sleeping.
"You bastard... Get up! You actually slept here. Don't you even respect me?" The registrar roared at me after seeing my appearance, looking like he wanted to kill me.
"Um... yes..." I said lazily, then stood up and continued sleeping.
"Fine... fine... fine... you can sleep standing up? You try doing a handstand, let's see if you can still sleep then!" The registrar was giving me a long lecture, but halfway through, he saw that I had fallen asleep again, so his face turned purplish-red, and he roared at me angrily.
I glanced at the angry fat guy in front of me, ignored him, did a handstand without even leaning against the wall, and went back to sleep. This immediately made the dean's mouth form an "O" shape. He stared at me, dumbfounded.
"You...you...you'll stand there until school's over!" the dean said angrily, his mood at that moment needless to say, extremely bad.
"Snoring..." His response wasn't my apology, nor was it admitting defeat. It was just continued snoring.
His face had long since turned a liverish color. Seeing my livid face and clenched fists, there was nothing I could do. The school's authority only went so far; he couldn't possibly hit me. At most, he'd make me do some difficult moves. But would those moves be a problem for me? The answer was no. Definitely no problem. So I continued to do as I pleased.
So, after sleeping upside down in the registrar's office for three days, the registrar finally couldn't stand me anymore. After pouring me a glass of water, he looked at me, sitting in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Li Tianxie, you really should change this habit. Staying in my registrar's office for three days has really affected your studies. After all, you came to our Oriental Academy to study, so you need to be more self-disciplined. In the future, if there are similar problems, I will talk to your teachers and ask them not to let you come again. The registrar's office is quite busy, and I believe you can be self-disciplined, right?"
Damn, this registrar is definitely not one to be overly solicitous. He speaks so gently, it seems he can't stand me anymore and wants to send me back, and he says it so grandly, as if he really cares about me. But since he's said that, I naturally don't need to go against him. He thinks I like this place. Although I can still sleep upside down every day, how can it compare to sleeping on a desk?
After saying "Hmm," I left as a greeting and returned to class to continue my arduous task of sleeping. Actually, after a week, I'd gained some control over my energy; I wouldn't fall asleep when I didn't want to. However, I'd fall asleep immediately whenever I felt bored. I still couldn't completely control this pattern. Speaking of which, I have to mention the monstrous power of the "Eternal Bliss Divine Art." While I slept, the speed of my energy flow was twice as fast as usual, even faster than when I was practicing. It was practically a meteoric improvement, constantly tempering my body and nerves. It was monstrous to the extreme. To have such power at only the sixth level was unimaginable; what I'd be like in the future was beyond imagination. Right now, with just my physical strength, even cannonballs were useless against me; they'd only cause me pain for a while, but wouldn't inflict any real damage. It felt like an ordinary person accidentally bumping into a gatekeeper—no big deal.
I can now ignore bullets, even armor-piercing rounds; they can't harm me at all. I'm practically an impenetrable wall now. Unless the enemy uses a missile to bomb me, I can ignore their attacks.
Since returning from the academic affairs office, all the teachers have turned a blind eye to my sleeping in class. But this Zhao Dawei acts like I have a blood feud with him, relentlessly harassing me whenever he catches me. Now I just ignore him.
However, this poor fat Zhao doesn't seem to have noticed. Even though the whole class is watching closely and sees everything clearly, he seems oblivious and continues to pester me. After the initial period of adjustment, I've adapted to my current lifestyle. Of course, I'm not too pretentious anymore. I still have my old look—carefree and dashing. My hair is messy again, and my temperament is still as elegant and noble as before, with a touch of devilish charm. My eyes are sharp and captivating. However, due to the "Eternal Bliss Divine Skill"... Most of the time, I appeared listless, with dull eyes and a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of listlessness, apathy, and even a sense of dejection) look. However, this only made me more attractive; countless girls flocked to me like moths to a flame, showering me with love letters every day. But I completely ignored them. While I wasn't exactly low-key anymore, there was no need to be. Besides, although those girls weren't bad-looking, they weren't exactly my type, so I automatically ignored them. Nevertheless, many boys secretly considered me their primary target, and I could see envious glances everywhere I went on campus.
Of course, not all women were so kind to me. At least my deskmate, Chen Qianqian, wasn't. She was always cold and sarcastic, her eyes full of disdain, extremely arrogant. I couldn't be bothered with her; there were plenty of beautiful women in the world… and I already had plenty, why would I bother with a beauty with such a disgusting personality?
"Li Tianxie, get up! Get up!" Zhao Dawei was furious with me. Although this wasn't the first time, he was still extremely angry as he yelled at me, then unconsciously grabbed me and shook me for a while.
Finally, after Zhao Dawei's relentless efforts, I was finally woken up a few minutes later. I lazily sat up and stretched, completely ignoring Zhao Dawei's livid face, and then listlessly said, "Teacher... is there something wrong?"
"What is it? What do you mean? This isn't the first time you've fallen asleep in my class. What have you been doing at night? Stealing or robbing?" Zhao Dawei almost roared at me. Poor Fatty Zhao, being my homeroom teacher must be a sad thing for him.
"Uh... well... Teacher, I'll try my best to correct it in the future." After all, he's a teacher, and I should keep a low profile. If I'm expelled from Dongfang Academy, even if my dad doesn't bother me, I won't have the face to see him. It's just too embarrassing.
"Let's see how you change, Li Tianxie. I'm telling you, if you fail this exam, you're finished. I'll make sure you leave my class immediately. Let's see what you do in tomorrow's mock exam!" Zhao Dawei said angrily to me.
You see, mock exams are very common at Dongfang Academy, almost once a month, to ensure the quality of students' learning. Unfortunately, tomorrow marks one month since Dongfang Academy started school, so naturally there will be an exam. And the last place student is always publicly criticized, and the class teacher has the right to send him out of the class and into the worst class, Twenty-Four.
For Dongfang Academy, Class 24 was synonymous with trash and degenerates. Once you entered this class, you could forget about advancing to the next grade. This class was the fundamental reason why Dongfang Academy couldn't achieve a 100% college entrance rate. The reason this class wasn't abolished was that while the students were standard trash and social outcasts, they all had powerful backers, were rich and influential—they were the academy's cash cows, and thus received special treatment. The students who were usually at the bottom of the grade (excluding those in Class 24) and whom the teachers had decided to abandon were all thrown there. For wealthy students, it wasn't a big deal, but for poor students, it was absolute hell. The exorbitant tuition was enough to force them to drop out, as Class 24's tuition was two hundred times that of other students. For
a commoner student, entering this class was practically a death sentence, because the school never showed mercy when collecting tuition from Class 24 students; if you didn't pay, you left. While this might seem inhumane, from the school's management perspective, it wasn't wrong, given their significant influence on the school; collecting tuition was justified.
Perhaps Zhao Dawei thought that a student like me who sleeps all day couldn't possibly pass the exam. In Dongfang Academy, where everyone works hard, and even the bad students are comparable to average students in other schools, it would be strange if someone like me who sleeps all day didn't get last place.
Of course, I'm not saying that everyone at Dongfang Academy is a bookworm. On the contrary, although the students at Dongfang Academy are all quite good at their studies, none of them are bookworms. Compared to other schools, Dongfang Academy is definitely among the top five most chaotic in the high school world, and it has a notorious reputation. There are quite a few people who have connections with gangsters and thugs in the community. It
's just that all of this is hidden behind the glorious background of Dongfang Academy, hidden so deeply that no one can detect it. In fact, this is the real undercurrent, extremely dangerous.
"Hmm... I understand." I said indifferently, then ignored Zhao Pangpang and went back to sleep, as if I didn't care about this matter at all. Fortunately, Zhao Pangpang didn't have a heart condition, otherwise he would have had a heart attack and died by now. Not only Zhao Pangpang, but even Chen Qianqian next to me frowned and looked at me with disdain.
However, it wasn't that no one was kind to me. At least a few innocent girls in my class looked at me with worried eyes. Unfortunately, they weren't stunningly beautiful, otherwise I definitely wouldn't have hesitated to expand my harem even further.
The exams took place as scheduled. Although they were called mock exams, they were no less rigorous than the real exams, and even more so. The top three students in the exams received substantial rewards from Dongfang Academy, with the first-place winner receiving over ten thousand yuan. Those who consistently ranked in the top three, if they had been with Dongfang Academy since junior high, would be millionaires by the time they graduated from high school. Therefore, the ordinary students were all vying for a spot,
making the competition extremely fierce. Regarding the exams, everyone in my exam room, including Chen Qianqian, noticed a strange problem: no matter what subject or paper I was working on, I would stop writing after 20 minutes and then lie down to sleep. This amazed everyone in my exam room, and they all looked at me with strange eyes.
But that wasn't the most surprising thing. The most surprising thing was that when the results came out three days later, I had passed every single one of my subjects, and all of them were a perfect 60—not a point more, not a point less. All eight subjects, all 60s, as if calculated with perfect precision. You have to understand that the tests at Touhou Academy are extremely difficult; even there, an average of 70 is considered good, and an average of 74 is considered first place. While passing every subject wasn't excellent, it wasn't bad either. For someone who sleeps all day, this was simply impossible…
So, I gained a new nickname at school—a nickname for someone who slept all day, had almost no friends, barely interacted with anyone, and practically never left the school, yet was known to everyone… the Sleeping God… Someone who spent less than five minutes in class every day, constantly sleeping, to achieve such grades while sleeping was almost a miracle.

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