Month-End

After Pu Xueli finished speaking, he picked up his teacup, blew on it, and then lowered his head slightly to savor it. Ripples spread across the tea on his lips, and his overall demeanor exuded a sense of slow and steady composure.

He didn't come up with this idea on a whim.

There has always been a tradition of comparison between campuses; so-called educational exchanges are actually just a way to showcase the quality of one's own students.

In such situations, the more intense the competition, the easier it is to enhance one's sense of belonging to their own campus.

It can only be said that Pu Xueli went to great lengths to keep Lu Bai at the Zudian Campus.

But,

Lu Bai calculated the days, then shook his head and said, "Let other faculty members lead the team. I need to prepare for my fourth round of Deathmatch Showdown."

"Puff!!!"

Upon hearing this reply, Pu Xueli nearly choked on his tea.

The principal stared wide-eyed, seriously doubting he had misheard. "What did you say?!"

"The fourth round of the Deathmatch Showdown, what's going on?"

Lu Bai responded matter-of-factly.

Pu Xueli put down his teacup, suddenly feeling a slight toothache. "No, why are you...?"

Are you in such a hurry to become prey in the Deathmatch Arena?

You should know that after officially becoming a Deathmatcher...

While there could be a chance for Deathmatch Showdown every month, like in the first three rounds, it's not a hard and fast rule.

You only need to have participated in one Deathmatch Showdown within the past year.

Normally, almost no one would choose to participate at such a high frequency as once a month.

Most deathmatch fighters participate in Deathmatch Showdown once a year, both to allow ample preparation time and to ensure they can survive longer.

After all, starting from the fourth round, the Deathmatch Showdown is truly life-or-death. Unless you're tired of living, there aren't many people who would participate in more than two Deathmatch Showdown in a year.

This can also be seen from the cumulative rounds leaderboard; the current number one player has only completed around fifty rounds.

"Wouldn't you like to reconsider?"

Pu Xueli hesitated for a moment, then decided to try to persuade him again, "With your excellent performance in the first three rounds, as long as you continue to develop step by step, this position I'm sitting on will be yours sooner or later. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lu Bai couldn't easily explain his special circumstances.

Even if the principal is a good person, he wouldn't tell him.

After all, having a superior Ability Pool is no small matter.

The fewer people who know, the better.

He stroked his chin and gave a perfunctory answer, "I'm full of confidence."

Pu Xueli tried to persuade Lu Bai again, but Lu Bai remained adamant and no amount of persuasion could change his mind.

Left with no other option, the old principal had to give up.

Your life is your own; if you don't value it, no matter how much others care, it won't matter.

Fortunately, with his excellent performance in the first three rounds as a foundation, Pu Xueli did not think that Lu Bai's rush to participate in the Deathmatch Showdown would necessarily lead to trouble.

To allow Lu Bai as much preparation as possible, Pu Xueli gave him a leave of absence and told him to ask directly if he needed anything.

The Fighting Arena was empty.

The gaunt old man held the protective gear in his arms, watching Lu Bai, who was taking it off, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"Are you crazy, kid?"

"What?"

After moving around for a while, Lu Bai took off his helmet, revealing himself to be covered in sweat, his hair clumped together with the perspiration.

"I heard you're going to participate in the fourth round of the Deathmatch Showdown tomorrow?"

"Wow, you're really well-informed."

Lu Bai reached out and tossed her hair back, but since she didn't have hairspray, the hair quickly bounced back. "There's no need to persuade me. I have my reasons."

He didn't elaborate, then changed the subject. "But what exactly is your relationship with Principal Pu? Why does he tell you everything?"

"The relationship between a typical school principal and faculty members."

"If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."

Lu Bai handed the removed protective gear to the gaunt old man, said goodbye, and turned to leave the Fighting Arena.

To be honest, even with the added position of Deputy Team Leader, he felt that his life as a faculty member was no different from when he was a student.

It was the same before, and it's still the same now.

As I stepped out of the Fighting Arena, the entire sky above me had turned into a scene of twilight.

A phone suddenly rang on my body.

Lu Bai took out his phone and saw it was an unknown number. He hung up without hesitation.

Incidentally, he received several such calls from strangers during this period.

The phone calls were mostly attempts to recruit him, or to invite him to a meal at a certain place, or to make friends.

I have no idea where these various forces got his phone number.

Lu Bai had no interest in this kind of socializing.

At first, he would answer the call out of politeness, but later on, he would add it to his blacklist almost every time a stranger called.

After hanging up, he didn't think much of it and continued walking home.

Just a moment later, his phone suddenly rang again.

This time it wasn't a phone call, but a text message.

[Truth or Dare to be answered tomorrow night at 8 PM.]

Lu Bai glanced at it, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Truth or Dare isn't a game; it's the name of that nightclub.

So, it's quite obvious who sent this text message.

He put his phone back in his pocket, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I've waited so long, don't disappoint me."

After taking a bath at the public bathhouse downstairs, Lu Bai returned home.

The food was ready and placed on the table.

The little kid sat on the stool, playing on his phone while waiting for Lu Bai to come back.

When Lu Ziyi saw Lu Bai, she wiped her hands on her apron.

"You've worked hard, let's eat first."

"You don't actually need to wait for me. If you're hungry, just eat first."

Lu Bai sat down at the table and picked up his chopsticks.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyi didn't react much; she stubbornly maintained that family members should eat together.

The three siblings gathered together, their chopsticks passing back and forth.

After five courses of food, the little girl said in a consultative tone, "Qingyan is old enough to go to school."

The sudden suggestion startled Lu Qingyan so much that she felt her food had lost its flavor.

Lu Bai: "Good thing."

"Since we're not short of money now, I'm thinking of sending Qingyan to a better school?"

"Anything is fine."

They made a decision in just a few words, without ever consulting the little kid.

However, during the discussion, a hint of resentment Time Flash in Lu Ziyi's eyes from time to time.

She really wanted to say something, "Brother, you weren't like this before. You used to spoil me so much."

After all, even if she had acted distant before, her predecessor's personality could never have been as cold as Lu Bai is now.

Ultimately, she's just a teenage girl.

I wanted to ask why, but I felt too embarrassed to ask.

Lu Bai certainly noticed this, and could probably guess the reason.

However, there was no way to explain it, so he simply pretended not to see it.

He then said, "I'll be back a little late tomorrow, don't wait for me."