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Meanwhile, back in his room, Aoba still had no idea that Mei Terumi and Ao had completely written him off as a brain-dead lunatic.

He was still congratulating himself on his own cleverness!

He had already completed more than half of this "difficult" mission. He only needed to do it twice more before he could finish it smoothly and return to being himself.

He had no choice. He really didn't want to ask those idiotic questions or say those bizarre things that even he couldn't stand listening to.

But pretending to be crazy and stupid was necessary. Compared to having a patch of green grass growing over his head, acting like an idiot for a few days and throwing a few punches was nothing.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he had often watched people argue online and learned a set of utterly unreasonable yet invincible theories. From then on, he had been unbeatable throughout the entire realm of keyboard warriors.

Maybe your fingers could move faster than mine. Maybe you could spit out a dozen insults per second. But believe me, the one who ended up furious enough to smash the keyboard and punch through the monitor would definitely be you!

Back then, people had even given him the nickname "Fist Master of Zu'an"!

Keep a low profile, keep a low profile. Those were all honors from the past, nothing worth mentioning, nothing worth mentioning. Hahaha!

After a while, he prepared to go out and get something to eat, only to run into Karin sneaking back.

He knew at a glance that she had definitely gone to deliver food to those two again.

No one had asked her to do it, yet she had voluntarily taken on the task. It was truly baffling.

Moreover, Karin had often been secretly hiding