Seeking Superhuman Power

Saturday afternoon. The Citywide Unified Examination's final subject: English.

Outside Class 8, Liu Chuandao staggered into the hallway like a consumptive, dark circles hanging beneath his eyes.

Anyone who glanced at him jumped in fright.

Liu Chuandao mustered a little strength and complained to Duan Shigang, "Gangzi, I seriously can't take it anymore. Don't call me out tonight."

He had originally planned to get some proper rest at noon, but Duan Shigang had invited him for a massage. Who could withstand that? He had figured he could rest while enjoying the massage.

Liu Chuandao had eagerly rushed into the club, only to discover it was fucking Thai Massage. Duan Shigang had even told the attendants, "Put some strength into it. My buddy can take it!"

They bent Liu Chuandao until he grimaced in agony, and they fucking extended the session too. He had been tortured all noon without any sleep. It was practically torture! Duan Shigang said regretfully, "Fine, fine. I'll let you rest tonight."

The exams were over anyway, and he no longer wanted to waste money treating Liu Chuandao to a good time.

When he learned that morning that Liu Chuandao had handed in a blank paper, Duan Shigang had nearly burst out laughing.

Ah, this feels so good! Duan Shigang used to solve every problem with his fists, but now that he had chosen to use schemes, he discovered that it was just as satisfying.

He was clearly plotting against Liu Chuandao, yet look at that—Liu Chuandao was actually grateful to him! Duan Shigang felt as though he had transformed from a hot-blooded, combative boss into a godfather skilled in political maneuvering! Of course, even as a godfather, he still had to take that afternoon's English exam.

English was a strange subject. Because educational resources differed from