Begging Senior for Mercy

Chapter 39: Begging the Senior to Show Mercy

In full view of everyone, the classroom door opened, and a tall, thin man appeared in the doorway, his hand extended as if pushing the door.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, with long hair that stood on end like an explosion, a hairstyle that was top-tier even among "kill-matt" styles.

His eyes were rimmed with thick, dark panda-like circles, which seemed to be called smoky eyes? It was very popular years ago; a beautiful world-class female star back then had signature smoky eyes.

During the lecture, everyone stared at the man, not blinking.

Suddenly finding himself the center of attention, the man awkwardly scratched his head and chuckled, "You're in class, right? Sorry, I'm disturbing you."

"Who are you?" Professor Smith's chalk snapped in his hand. The professor was very angry, and the consequences were dire!

"No, no," the tall, thin man waved his hand. "I'm just looking for someone and then I'll leave. I won't disturb you for long."

Professor Smith's forehead veins bulged, and he was about to teach this tall, thin man a lesson.

But as the tall, thin man waved his hand, Professor Smith suddenly found himself unable to move, as if he were frozen in place. Not only could he not move, but his mouth and tongue were also fixed. He couldn't even move his eyeballs. Finally, even his thoughts began to freeze.

The tall, thin man then scanned the classroom, seemingly looking for someone.

All the students stared at him, dumbfounded.

Only Song Shuhang looked at the door lock that had burst open when it was 'pushed.' A bad premonition surged within him—pushing a door open so hard that the lock bursts, that's definitely not a normal person, right?

At least one would need to have taken Body Tempering Liquid to achieve that.

Could this guy be Pharmacist?

Shuhang immediately shook his head vigorously.

No, definitely not! Pharmacist, the senior from the Nine Provinces group, although he spoke little, he seemed like a reliable senior. How could he be this "kill-matt" person in front of him?

Regrettably, life is often a case of fearing what you dread most.

"Little friend Song Shuhang, come out quickly, I am Pharmacist!" The tall, thin man's gaze fixed on Shuhang, and he laughed heartily, waving enthusiastically.

Instantly, all students turned their attention to Song Shuhang.

Those gazes were so sharp and complex...

Song Shuhang covered his face with one hand—this life was unbearable.

Also, why did Pharmacist know he was here without calling? Could he use some sort of spell to locate his position?

Song Shuhang finally mustered up the courage and walked forward.

"Teacher, I'll be taking leave for two classes," Song Shuhang said sheepishly to Professor Smith.

Professor Smith didn't even blink. His consciousness was currently frozen. When he recovered, he would just think he had spaced out for a moment... he wouldn't even realize a student had left right in front of him.

"Why so much nonsense, just come with me," Pharmacist pulled Song Shuhang.

" Tu Bo, help me pack my textbooks!" Song Shuhang shouted at Tu Bo one last time, and then was dragged away by Pharmacist.

At the back of the classroom, Tu Bo wondered, "Could he be another delivery guy?"

"Doesn't seem like it," Gao Moumou adjusted his glasses. "Speaking of which, the last one didn't seem like a delivery guy either."

On the way, Song Shuhang asked, "Senior Pharmacist, how did you find me?"

"Mobile phone location function. As long as I input your phone number, I can locate where you are. Then I just need to see which person in the classroom has undergone 'body tempering' to know which one is you. After taking the body tempering medicine, the difference between you and ordinary people is very obvious," Pharmacist said proudly.

Song Shuhang's fantasy was shattered again. So it was just the mobile phone's location function, not a spell searching for him from afar?

But speaking of which, using mobile phone location to find his position requires his consent on his phone, right? Could Pharmacist also be a high-level hacker or something, able to crack his phone program and forcibly locate him?

Song Shuhang: "By the way, I didn't expect Senior Pharmacist to be so trendy."

"Trendy? In what way?" Pharmacist looked confused.

"Like your explosive hairstyle?" Song Shuhang said.

"Oh, you mean this. This is actually because I flew directly from Haibei Province to Jiangnan Region by sword yesterday, crossing two provinces. Plus, the wind was strong at high altitudes, and my hair got blown into this style," Pharmacist said with an embarrassed smile.

"..." Song Shuhang was silent for a moment, then asked, unwilling to give up, "Then what about your smoky eyes, Senior?"

"Smoky eyes? Oh, oh, I know this. My disciple often mentions it to me, like the makeup that young star Avril uses, right? But this isn't smoky eyes, these are just ordinary dark circles. As a Pharmacist, we often have to stay up late refining pills, sometimes going weeks without eating, drinking, or sleeping. Over time, dark circles form. Since I still often refine for over ten days, these dark circles haven't faded. Perhaps they will disappear when I break through my realm this time," Pharmacist said with a hearty laugh.

Song Shuhang felt ten thousand mythical creatures stampeding in his heart.

Compared to his terse persona in the group chat, Pharmacist in reality was very talkative, loved to laugh heartily, and was very casual. His image was completely shattered.

Men's dormitory.

"So this is where you live. Where's the alchemy room?" Pharmacist asked.

"Alchemy room... it's barely here," Song Shuhang pointed to the kitchen.

"Isn't this the kitchen?" Pharmacist rubbed his forehead. "That's right, you said you used an induction cooker and a hot pot to refine Body Tempering Liquid, so it could only be in the kitchen."

The kitchen, sigh. Pharmacist suddenly felt melancholic and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

But he quickly cheered up.

"Little friend Shuhang, can you refine the Body Tempering Liquid again so I can observe?" the Pharmacist asked.

Yesterday, when he simulated the refining process of the Body Tempering Liquid described by Song Shuhang, he unexpectedly discovered some interesting points.

However, simulated alchemy was still a simulation and had many oversights, so he still wanted to watch Shuhang refine the Body Tempering Liquid himself to confirm some details.

"Now?" Song Shuhang checked the time. The third class was more than halfway over, and it was already past 9:30 AM.

"Is there a problem?" the Pharmacist asked, confused.

"There isn't enough time. In another hour and a half, morning classes will be over, and then it will be lunchtime," Song Shuhang explained.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Ordinary people need to eat. What a hassle. Cultivators can solve these trivial problems by just taking a pill," the Pharmacist muttered. After a moment, he asked again, "Then, little friend Shuhang, do you have time this afternoon? Shall we try refining the Body Tempering Liquid together this afternoon?"

"This afternoon... I have class?" Song Shuhang said. He could take leave, and he even had a leave request form ready.

"You have class? I almost forgot you were a student. Then, who is your teacher this afternoon?" the Pharmacist asked naturally.

This question made him uneasy!

"Senior, forgive my bluntness. Although I believe you are an upright person, I still want to ask, Senior, you're not planning to send my afternoon teacher to the hospital, are you?" Song Shuhang asked seriously. The tragedy caused by Yurouzi felt like yesterday! No, it was just the day before yesterday.

"Ahaha, you thought of this method too? It's a great idea, isn't it? If your teacher is sent to the hospital, won't you be free this afternoon? Don't worry, I can control the heat well enough, just injuring a leg will suffice," the Pharmacist said matter-of-factly.

Sending someone's teacher to the hospital without batting an eye, our teacher would cry! Please, Senior, show some mercy!