Hearing the narrator's frantic curse, Feng Qi smiled.
Just as he had thought, the narrator had been there all along.
It had merely been slacking off and keeping silent, secretly watching him from the shadows.
"No problem. Keep slacking off. I'll come find you if anything comes up."
Denied. I do not actually exist on the real timeline. I merely sensed that you were cursing me somehow, so I projected a portion of my consciousness into reality. My projection is about to dissipate now. Farewell!
Feng Qi: ...
Faced with the narrator's stubborn refusal to admit it, he was helpless.
But as long as he knew the narrator existed in reality, he could consult it directly whenever he had questions.
It was already late at night. After washing up, he lay on his bed and closed his eyes.
As he contemplated his concerns, his thoughts gradually emptied, and his expression grew peaceful...
The next day was the opening of the Tiger Soul Concept Competition.
After Feng Qi finished breakfast at the Academy Restaurant, he headed to Cultivation Method Class One with Lin Ran.
All the students in the class had already arrived.
During the earlier online drawing, Cultivation Method Class One had drawn number eight. There was still some time before their live broadcast slot.
At the moment, they were all watching the screen behind the podium with solemn expressions, observing the live presentations from classes at other academies.
When they saw Feng Qi arrive, the students greeted him one after another.
Feng Qi nodded in response, then went with Lin Ran to find seats in the back row of the classroom.
"Brother Qi, the Human Body Seed God concept you proposed is basically guaranteed to win first place. I looked into the concepts proposed by the other participating