Shangguan Che Officially Goes Online

The fourth day arrived, and Shangguan Che's system reward was delivered right on time—a plain, unremarkable notebook.

He weighed the notebook in his hand and couldn't help but sigh, "What a mundane reward."

But the next second, he suddenly recalled the black pen he'd received earlier that came without any description, and looking at this notebook, he noticed the back cover was pitch black.

An absurd thought instantly popped into his head: "No way, don't tell me the front cover has the words 'DEATH NOTE' printed on it?"

He shook his head violently, praying frantically in his heart: "Please no, I don't want to run into detective L or that laughing Kami right now!"

After spiraling for a while, Shangguan Che gritted his teeth and flipped the black back cover over to look at the front.

The moment he saw it clearly, he let out a sigh of relief—thankfully, the cover was completely blank, with no words at all.

"It seems the system doesn't provide descriptions for common, self-explanatory items," he muttered, rubbing his chin, feeling as though he had grasped another rule of the system.

And so, Shangguan Che went to class as usual.

Soon it was English class. Having already mastered the entire English textbook and possessing the white-tier skill English, Shangguan Che watched the English teacher reading from the script on the podium, unable to stop the thought, I could replace him.

The class was truly boring. He glanced around; some classmates were secretly scrolling through their phones under their desks, while others were passing notes whenever the teacher turned around. A restless agitation surged within him.

Eh? Is playing on my phone openly in class a way to train my thick-skinned nature?

As soon as this thought emerged, Shangguan Che's right hand reached under the desk involuntarily.

Fortunately, his reason returned in time. He pulled his hand back abruptly and scolded himself in his heart: "Shangguan Che, are you brainless? Did you forget you have Clairvoyance?"

He immediately began to calculate in his mind:

Can't my Clairvoyance be used to "watch" free movies? And I wouldn't have to risk "betraying the sect" (violating classroom discipline);

Can't I use it to "watch" distant natural scenery? Also without "betraying the sect";

Can't I use it to "watch" rare treasures from all over the world? Still without "betraying the sect"!

The more he thought about it, the smarter he felt. Shangguan Che boasted triumphantly in his heart: "In summary, I am truly brilliant! Praise me, Sect, I definitely didn't betray you!"

At this moment in his heart, the angel wearing golden Clairvoyance goggles had soundly defeated the black devil that was egging him on to play with his phone.

"Let's see if there's anything special about this school first." Shangguan Che focused his mind and activated Clairvoyance.

He hadn't been watching for long before he started shifting the blame again: "Why did I only think to look now? I clearly suspected this school wasn't simple from the start; it must be the world's will casting a debuff on my intelligence. What ugly evil!"

While observing, Shangguan Che's gaze suddenly stopped on the dark-haired literary girl (Horikita Suzune) sitting at the next desk.

"What is she holding? A compass?" Shangguan Che instantly associated her with a character from a famous light novel. "What, Senjougahara? Did I transmigrate into a youth slice-of-life series? Could there be oddities like vampires here?"

Before he could figure it out, he saw the compass in the girl's (Horikita Suzune) hand "swish" and fiercely "kiss" the right arm of Ayanokoji sitting next to her.

A blood-red mark appeared immediately; the scene, even if called a "mark of love," carried a sense of ruthlessness.

Looking at Ayanokoji, he didn't retaliate at all, merely frowning expressionlessly and making a gesture of pain.

Shangguan Che was shocked: "This guy is a real tough nut! He's bleeding and still expressionless. Even if the other person is a girl, a normal person would at least fake a move to make her hesitate, right? It seems the next time I draw a skill, I must get one for self-defense!"

Putting aside his thoughts on Ayanokoji, Shangguan Che expanded the range of his Clairvoyance to other classes.

But after looking at just a few classrooms, he discovered something wrong: "There's a problem, a huge problem!" The students in other classes were all studying seriously, sitting upright with focused eyes, a stark contrast to the chaos in Class D.

"This is too ridiculous; it makes me look like the only deviant."

He turned his gaze to the second-year classrooms, and at this sight, his heart tightened: "Wait, are there really students who dropped out in the second year?"

In the four second-year classrooms, the number of people in each class was less than 40; it was clear that quite a few were missing.

Shangguan Che looked at the empty seats and suddenly felt that his once-a-day draw opportunity was screaming for help.

Looking at the third year, the situation was similar to the second year, with only one class having 40 students.

The class sizes were also not full, and whether in the second or third year, the classroom discipline in all classes was shockingly good. Not a single person was slacking off; everyone was listening to the lecture with rapt attention.

"Could it be that the personal points issued by the school are all determined by the overall performance of the class?" A key hypothesis formed in his mind. "Right, Chabashira-sensei seemed to say that there wouldn't be any class changes for these three years."

Shangguan Che turned to look at his classmates who were still secretly playing with phones and passing notes, then recalled the orderliness of the other classes, and couldn't help but ask in his heart: "Is there something wrong with me, or is there something wrong with this school?"

It seems he would have to spend more time observing to figure out the true rules of this special school.

After a careful search, Shangguan Che finally found a key clue in the student council president's database.

To his surprise, the student council actually kept a large amount of paper records—though, on second thought, the student council had a secretary position, so it made sense for them to be responsible for creating paper records.

Fortunately, his golden Clairvoyance skill was powerful enough that even with the documents stacked in layers, the handwriting on the paper could be seen clearly.

"This skill is basically a cheat code," Shangguan Che sighed in his heart, his gaze sweeping rapidly across the sheets of paper as important information flooded his mind.

"Class points multiplied by one hundred equals personal points?" Seeing this record, Shangguan Che's heart stirred; this seemed to solve his previous confusion about the rules for issuing personal points.

Immediately after, he saw key content such as "Code of conduct for the first month" and "Special exams can change class points."

It was just that there were too many remaining documents. Perhaps because it was the beginning of the school year, most of the content was related to clubs, piled up in a mess without any categorization.

"Forget it, I'll stop here for now. The top priority is to think carefully about what to do next." Shangguan Che withdrew his gaze, no longer dwelling on the documents.

He turned to look at the other students in the class, first noticing a blond boy with his legs casually propped up on his desk—looking closely, wasn't this the burly student who hogged the priority seat on the bus on the first day?

At this moment, the other party was acting like a hooligan, completely disregarding classroom discipline.

Looking to the side, a red-haired boy was slumped over his desk, sleeping soundly, with what looked like drool hanging from the corner of his mouth. That appearance was completely different from the rumored "red-haired explosive youth," yet it still carried an air of someone not to be trifled with.

Shangguan Che sighed softly, a clear thought emerging in his heart: "Sigh, it seems that in this class, physical strength is indeed very important."

The two classmates in front of him were clearly not to be messed with, and although he had the system and special skills, if it came down to a physical fight, he was afraid he wouldn't be a match for them at all.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that to gain a foothold in this special school, relying on cleverness and system skills alone wasn't enough; he had to find a way to improve his own strength, at least enough to have the ability to defend himself.

Otherwise, if he ever really got into a conflict with these "troublemakers" in class, he was afraid he would only end up suffering.