Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 84 - 084 Look, she understood.

After a short break, Li Zheng opened up a brand-new set of hardcore chemistry study materials—

The "Gao Miao" series.

Fully titled "Higher and More Marvelous College Entrance Exam Chemistry Ideas and Methods".

Ordinary people wouldn’t need this.

These are high-end study materials used for exceptional breakthroughs after mastering the entire subject knowledge.

This series, refined by renowned teachers, offers a fresh reorganization of the entire subject,

Li Zheng immersed himself in these new ideas and, in just half an hour, had finished an entire book.

Upon closing the book, he was eager to try out some tough problems.

Unfortunately, his vitality value had also hit rock bottom.

He then checked his subject score.

[Chemistry: 145?153?]

8 points.

Barely satisfactory.

But at this level, to improve by that much in one go was quite something.

Next, he was 47 points away from becoming an Earth Demon.

Thinking of this number, Li Zheng couldn’t help feeling uncertain.

"Gao Miao" was already the top-tier study material.

Was there anything even deeper?

With these doubts, Li Zheng picked up a paintbrush to relax for the rest of the day.

...

Li Zheng was unaware that though he hadn’t attended school,

the demonic influence still lingered in his class.

During the exercise break, as classmates poured out, they all intentionally avoided one person.

It was Xiaoke.

With the master away, she had no choice but to practice alone.

Unknowingly, she had memorized words for three consecutive periods.

Her eyes bloodshot and her lips chapped.

Qinghua couldn’t stand it and stepped forward to say, "Xiaoke, go do the exercises…"

"Impossible." Xiaoke instantly popped out a word.

Liu Xin also came over, looking pitiful, "Brother Li’s brain isn’t the same as ours, he’s on a cheat mode, don’t follow him..."

"Don’t bother me!"

"Hmm~" Chen Jinyu happened to pass by, shook her head and laughed, "You really want to compete with me in English? Such a grown-up, pretty childish."

"Wrrrr…" Xiaoke glared resentfully, "Go away!"

"All right, all right, your vocabulary is indeed vast." Chen Jinyu chuckled, then turned and walked to Li Zheng’s desk, gently stroking the clean surface and laughed, "By the way, you seem to really like betting on something, right?"

Xiaoke narrowed her eyes, "Tell me."

"Nothing much, just the mid-term exam." Chen Jinyu sat on Li Zheng’s chair, leaned close to Xiaoke and whispered, "If I win, you’ll give up your seat next to Li Zheng to me."

Xiaoke widened her eyes.

Is this cursed place even worth fighting over?

Though unsure about what they were betting on, Qinghua had learned from past mistakes and quickly stepped forward to break it up, "Okay, okay, we are all classmates, Xiaoke, calm down..."

Liu Xin also felt heartbroken, "Xiaoke, you’ve a guaranteed-to-lose physique, just give up."

After all, they still didn’t know Xiaoke’s real identity, regarding her as someone between Liu Xin and Zhang Yue.

But Xiaoke just chuckled dismissively.

Losing to Li Zheng was a fluke within flukes.

Betting the dignity of Ren University Affiliated High School ranked 1479th.

She absolutely couldn’t lose again.

Xiaoke squinted at Chen Jinyu and said, "If you lose, then go pick a seat to sit with Zhang Yue."

Chen Jinyu was also taken aback.

Pretty venomous, huh.

Qinghua was initially about to persuade, but upon hearing the bet, he couldn’t contain himself anymore.

It takes a wicked person to grind down another wicked person.

His expression stern, he stood in the middle of the desk and said, "If you insist, I can officiate this."

"Dare you?" Xiaoke challenged Chen Jinyu with a raised eyebrow, "Overall scores."

Chen Jinyu returned a sinister smile.

In the overall scores, I am also among the top 15 in the class.

What do you have to compete with me?

"Okay," Chen Jinyu got up, "I’ll play this childish game with you just this once."

"Wait and see," Zhang Xiaoke lowered her head and immersed herself once again in a sea of words.

The others could only leave with regret.

This person has entered the Path of the Demon.

It seems they are beyond saving now.

...

The long-awaited Friday finally arrived.

On this day, Li Zheng had to go to school.

All for that sleazy smile of the chemistry demon.

Because of his need for crutches, he didn’t arrive at school until almost eight.

After being away for three days, the atmosphere in the classroom had undergone some subtle changes.

There were fewer copying homework, more studying independently.

Even Zhang Xiaoke was bowed her head in memorizing words.

Seeing this full display of scholarly atmosphere, Li Zheng smiled and entered the room with his crutches.

"Master," Zhang Xiaoke was the first to hear the sound of the crutches, suddenly looked up, both excited and distressed, quickly put down her vocabulary book and stood up to come help.

"Don’t fuss, I can manage on my own," Li Zheng skillfully jumped in with his crutches, leaping forward like a Paralympic athlete, sliding rapidly.

This move opened the eyes of his classmates.

"Huh!" Even Lin Yujing felt the power of his indomitable spirit.

Li Zheng didn’t know that Lin Yujing had also taken three days off and today was her first day back at school.

But Jiang Qinghua knew.

Fortunately, his heart had long been tempered, accustomed to this rhythm.

Not cold at all.

Even though he watched the two leave together and then return in each other’s company, Jiang Qinghua was able to walk up to Li Zheng’s desk with a dignified smile and help him take off his backpack.

"I’m sorry, Li Zheng, we lost the semi-final."

"No worries, there’s always next year," Li Zheng sat down in his seat, propped his crutches, and nodded confidently, "Next year, I promise to play through the whole game without injuries."

"We’ll be reclassifying next year, right?" Jiang Qinghua turned to look at Liu Xin and the others and sighed, "It’s not likely to be the same lineup then."

"Just make it into the key class," Li Zheng took his seat and pulled out a book to stuff into his desk.

But he found that the drawer of his desk was already full.

Filled with a bunch of envelopes.

He pulled out a bunch, and they were all love letters.

Pulled out more, still the same.

"Ah..." Li Zheng’s worldview was somewhat shattered, "What is going on...?"

"Wow, so many," Zhang Xiaoke was very excited, "We didn’t peek at any of them."

Jiang Qinghua also had a complicated expression, "You don’t know, half of our class, and girls from other classes too, entrusted us to stuff love letters in your desk, I myself stuffed in more than a dozen."

"I even put in three," Zhang Xiaoke raised her eyebrows, "but definitely none from me."

Li Zheng sighed and silently stuffed the pile of love letters into his backpack.

He didn’t like this kind of attention at all.

Not only did he have to deal with love letters, but also with the harassments on WeChat.

A waste of time, affecting his studies.

The company of Lin Yujing, Zhang Xiaoke, and Teacher Xiao Tang from his class was already enough to satisfy all his needs for flirting.

Please, don’t come anymore.

Ring, ring, ring—

The warning bell rang, and Jiang Qinghua returned to his seat immediately.

Zhang Xiaoke watched as Li Zheng stowed away letter after letter with some sympathy, "Master, you’re not going to look at any of them?"

"No, I’ll take them home to use as draft paper."

"Hey, using them as draft paper is a bit much..." Zhang Xiaoke gestured, "What if, among them, there’s something from someone you care about?"

"Like?"

Zhang Xiaoke instantly turned to look in Lin Yujing’s direction, frantically raising her eyebrows.

Li Zheng turned to look, just then noticing Lin Yujing was also subtly observing through the gap of her armpit. When she realized she was being watched, she quickly turned her head towards the window and pulled out her little rocket water bottle, guzzling down her drink.

"Why are you spreading rumors too," Li Zheng glared at Zhang Xiaoke, "And again, the relationship between me and Lin Yujing is like that of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chui Xue."

"Pfft!" Lin Yujing spurted out her drink.

"See, she understood," Li Zheng asked Lin Yujing, "You’re not sick anymore, right?"

Lin Yujing clumsily wiped her mouth, barely nodding.

"Then noon, old time," Li Zheng smirked, "at the chemistry research room, don’t be absent."

"Uh..." Lin Yujing slightly squeezed her eyes in pain, unable to imagine.