Late Night Rain

Zhang Chen walked into the house, lit the oil lamp, and began to wash up. After finishing, he picked up his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, took out the book the young lady had given him today, found a specific character, and began practicing it in a crooked, wobbly hand.

Zhang Chen wasn't starting from scratch. Although he hadn't practiced the characters of this world, in his previous life, he had gone through nine years of compulsory education and had a basic foundation in writing. Practicing the characters of this world wasn't entirely without a basis.

Just as Zhang Chen was practicing his writing, the Fox Spirit next door arrived again. The Fox Spirit seemed to be inspecting her territory like a small dog. Although she didn't move any of Zhang Chen's things, she still looked over all the various items in Zhang Chen's house as usual.

Upon seeing the sable coat hanging on the wall, the Fox Spirit couldn't help but show a look of surprise. She muttered to herself, "How strange! When did this kid get such a good item? It's unbelievable! Giving this thing to this rough fellow is a waste. It should be worn by my Scholar."

A flicker of desire appeared in the Fox Spirit's eyes, and she wanted to reach out and take the sable coat. But then she sighed in disappointment and lowered her hand. "This kid is always peeking over the wall. If I steal the sable coat, won't he fight the Scholar to the death when he sees it? If he reports it to the officials, getting entangled would be unpleasant."

Golden Light flowed in Zhang Chen's eyes. He pretended not to see the Fox Spirit wandering around and continued to lower his head and practice writing. Who knew that at this moment, the Fox Spirit gave up on the sable coat and came all the way to Zhang Chen's desk? Upon seeing Zhang Chen holding a brush and practicing characters, a look of curiosity actually appeared in her eyes. She leaned her head over to look at Zhang Chen's writing, and then the next moment, unrestrained laughter echoed through Zhang Chen's room.

The laughter wasn't the clear sound of a young girl, but the demonic "ge ge ge" of a woman. The Fox Spirit laughed so hard that she had to support herself on the table, her laughter coming in gasps. The entire room was filled with that demonic laughter.

The Fox Spirit, believing no one could hear her, laughed very wantonly at this moment, her voice full of mockery. "This is writing? My Fox Spirit Nan Nan could roll around on the ground a couple of times and wiggle around, and it would look better than this writing!"

Zhang Chen's fingers gripping the brush handle turned white upon hearing this. Listening to the Fox Spirit's unrestrained mockery, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, constantly telling himself, I can't hear it! I can't hear it! I can't hear anything at all!

The Fox Spirit Nan Nan's eyes scanned the characters up and down, then looked at Zhang Chen, examining him from all angles. After a long while, she smacked her lips and said, "Indeed, the person is as ugly as the writing!"

After speaking, the Fox Spirit Nan Nan floated away, leaving only Zhang Chen standing in the room, gripping the brush with a bitter, resentful expression, piercing the white paper in front of him. This Fox Spirit Nan Nan was going too far, pointing at someone's nose and calling them ugly to their face. Was there anything more excessive in the world than this?

However, Zhang Chen didn't want to provoke this Fox Spirit right now. He could only secretly think, No rush! No rush! My Light of the Righteous God is only a few hundred points away from upgrading. I must endure, absolutely must not act rashly!

Zhang Chen's eyes looked at his golden finger panel:

[Name: Zhang Chen]
[1 Skill (Second Tier): Light of the Righteous God (0/5000)]
[2 Skill (Unranked): Dragon Qi (0/2000)]
[3 Skill (Unranked): Blood Control (0/100000)]
[Points: 4690]

"Only three hundred and ten points left. If you say it's a lot? It really is a lot. At the current pace, who knows how long it will take to excavate. But if you say it's little? In the past, I could excavate that much in a day. Just bear with it a little longer. When my Light of the Righteous God breaks through to the third tier, there should be a qualitative change." Zhang Chen muttered to himself, then continued to pick up his brush and write. However, it seemed as if he was possessed, the Fox Spirit Nan Nan's mockery making Zhang Chen feel restless. Then Zhang Chen simply stopped writing, a look of dejection appearing on his face as he whispered, "Forget it, my mind is restless today, not suitable for practicing writing. When I get a skill that allows me to remember everything at a glance in the future, won't mere literacy be a piece of cake?"

Zhang Chen lay on the bed, thinking about the sweet girl, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. "Today can be said to be a windfall. Actually, whether it's a windfall or not doesn't matter, the key is that it allowed me to vent the anger in my heart."

Not having practiced writing today, Zhang Chen went to bed early. In the middle of the night, a muffled thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, followed by the sound of drizzling rain, constantly hitting the thatched roof and waking Zhang Chen.

"It's raining?" Zhang Chen opened his eyes in the darkness, listening to the sound of raindrops falling on the roof. He slowly sat up and lit the oil lamp, muttering, "How strange! How strange! How could it be raining?"

According to the situation during the day, it absolutely shouldn't have been raining.

"It shouldn't have rained, but it did." Zhang Chen sat up and slowly pushed open the door. Outside, a cold air mixed with the smell of mud and water came in. It was actually drizzling in the sky. The light rain fell from the air, hitting Zhang Chen's face, its coldness dispelling some of his sleepiness.

Golden Light flickered in Zhang Chen's eyes. He wanted to open his Dharma Eye to observe the heavens and earth, but at this moment, a thick fog permeated the world. Even if Zhang Chen opened his Dharma Eye, it was difficult to penetrate the fog, and he couldn't see the state of the Dragon Qi outside the sky.

"This rain is very abnormal." Zhang Chen let the rain soak his clothes, enjoying the rare rainfall. He knew this might be the last rain for the next few months, or even years. The Dragon Qi was swallowing the water flow of this land, and the living beings of this world were probably going to suffer.

"I only hope I can excavate that great curtain soon, take the creation inside, and then leave as soon as possible." Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

Just as Zhang Chen was thinking, a white-clad phantom suddenly walked out of the room next door. The White-Clad Girl looked at the Dragon Qi in the sky with a thoughtful expression, her eyes full of compassion, wondering what she was thinking. But Zhang Chen didn't dare to look at the Fox Spirit, afraid that the Fox Spirit would discover something, and then he would be miserable.

Zhang Chen didn't look at the Fox Spirit. Suddenly, the girl turned her head to look at Zhang Chen. Seeing Zhang Chen looking at the light rain in the sky, she couldn't help but curl her lip. "He's simply crazy, not sleeping in the middle of the night, actually running out to look at the rain. He's really sick!"

The Fox Spirit was very arrogant, cursing and mocking Zhang Chen. As if that wasn't enough, she rolled up a ball of mud and directly flicked it through the air, splattering it on Zhang Chen's face.

Zhang Chen did see the mud flying towards him, but the mud was too fast, and he didn't dodge it. Moreover, he didn't want to dodge. He wanted to appear as weak as possible in front of the Fox Spirit, and then deliver a fatal blow to the Fox Spirit at the critical moment.