Chapter 2016 - 1996:

Chapter 2016: Chapter 1996:

"Don’t worry, there’s no poison inside, just the antidote to unlock the Blood Explosion Pill. I didn’t expect it to have such a big effect when put in the soup. I also gave Kuang Xiao one, originally planning to send it over for them to drink. Now it seems it’s been saved." Qhianqhian said to He Wenyu with a calm expression.

He Wenyu rolled his eyes, "So? We’re just here watching the fun?"

"Watch the fun, my foot! Come on, hurry up, cook something. Watching without food is so boring. Let’s indulge ourselves in the Yellow Class!" Qhianqhian chuckled, her eyes filled with mockery.

At least, if the other party hadn’t schemed against them, they wouldn’t have done this, right?

All of this now can only be said to be their own fault, can’t it? Who told them not to learn well? If they hadn’t schemed against us, wouldn’t things not have turned out this way? All of this is their own choice, isn’t it?

Qhianqhian clutched the pink thumb ring in her hand, smiling freely.

... Mo, thank you, luckily you have something here.

He Wenyu also happily busied himself. The people from the Yellow Class all cheerfully began to work, and of course, there were professional spectators—no, they should be called Guardians—watching the Heaven Class group like tigers eyeing prey, without any relaxation.

Leading the group forbidden by He Wenyu to help is Qhianqhian, along with Long Tu, the strongest of the freshmen. The two leisurely fanned their faces by the pot simmering soup, utterly unperturbed.

"Hey, you need some ice on that head? Ease the pain a bit; I won’t charge much, just tell who gave you the Blood Explosion Pill." Qhianqhian, holding a spoon, laughed as she looked at the Mediterranean guy, her eyes full of laughter, her hands calmly forming a piece of ice as she gently shook her head. "You know, we Yellow Class folks are always kind to others, always adhere to the principle of you don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with you. Considering it’s your first offense, and I haven’t seen you before... um, so, I’m thinking, want to make a deal? If you don’t like the color of this ice, I can change it, how about red?"

"Enough..." Long Tu glanced at the guy, who looked utterly hopeless, and whose head vaguely showed blood streaks, making one shudder.

After all, the Mediterranean hairstyle is shedding on its own, right? Who would want to style such a haircut? Unless they feel life is too dull and want a bit of excitement?

Clearly, this guy in front is simply dying to have that hairstyle.

"I can also have Shiliu change the color of your hair. Of course, we can sell you some Forget Worries Tea House shampoo to boost the confidence in your remaining hair." Qhianqhian continued leisurely.

But she soon frowned: "Shiliu!"

"What’s up?" He Wenyu raised his head at her words.

"Your style control isn’t good, this isn’t the usual Mediterranean, it’s got angles!" Looking at the hairline of the guy, Qhianqhian couldn’t help commenting.

He Wenyu, "Do you think I’m a professional beauty stylist? But I did make wigs when you lost hair before, just didn’t use them since your hair grew out when I got them."

"Really, hurry up and get them, these great things can sell for a good price!"

When he saw the hair in Qhianqhian’s hand, the guy was a bit dumbfounded, touched his scalp, knowing what happened, feeling utterly sorrowful, unexpectedly attracted to Qhianqhian’s item, he even wanted it badly!

Long, straight black wigs fit Qhianqhian’s taste because her hair has always been fine, long, and black, so from this perspective, He Wenyu asked for this style.

To this end, she went around several times before asking Tang Guo.

"Want it? Reveal who’s behind the scenes, I’ll help relieve pain and stop the bleeding; admit defeat and apologize to Shiliu, I can sell this to you. Of course, you can pay with Glory Points, but compared to Glory Points, I prefer worldly things, preferably those deemed treasures by the common folk."

He Wenyu: Why not just admit you’re worldly?

"...It’s Junpeng Boss." The guy said after a long silence.

"Who?" Qhianqhian had a face full of confusion, bewildered as she looked at him, after all... she didn’t know him!

"Hao Junpeng, a sixth-grade Heaven Class fellow, should be one of the people with you." Luo Mier calmly stated, "Behind him is an Alchemist family, so having this kind of thing isn’t surprising. After all, the item’s level isn’t high; he could probably manage it himself. Moreover, Blood Explosion Pill’s materials are readily available in the academy."

Upon hearing Luo Mier’s words, Qhianqhian was stunned, "Wow, Mier, you know so much?" Clearly, she came back only after they had left, hadn’t she?

Luo Mier, helpless, walked forward and looked at Qhianqhian’s innocent cheeks, sighed, and explained, "You need to know, this should be common knowledge... like you... how many in our class are completely isolated from upper-year classes? Of course, Yellow Class is always like this because, like you all, no one’s brought an entire class to rise single-handedly."

Qhianqhian stuck her tongue out, after all... they really had no intention to contact the upper Yellow Classes; their resources were too different, even if confident about catching up, it would be just... wishful thinking.

But their class from the start held the highest point; whether in resources or other aspects, they’re the strongest part. Plus, their strength wasn’t inadequate; reaching this point isn’t luck. Once or twice may be luck, but getting here can’t be said as luck anymore, whose luck lasts this long? If one had to say, it isn’t luck, but strength.

Strength is quite an elusive existence, since from the beginning, they haven’t fully understood it all.

Whether it’s a group of rookies from another realm like Qhianqhian’s group, or those who came through backdoor channels, they all have to admit a serious problem, which is they only have a general idea of this world.

"I have... this, can it work?" Looking at the wig in Qhianqhian’s hand, after a long silence, the guy took out something from his pocket he deemed quite precious, a string of bracelets.

Qhianqhian’s mouth twitched.

Luo Mier’s eyes lit up, "Light Element Crystal Core!"

"..." Qhianqhian turned and saw the bright-eyed Di Jun, helplessly making the exchange, then watched Di Jun embrace the necklace and kiss it excitedly.