Slacker Goddess Group

Tang San nodded with satisfaction. "Right! Meditation, supplements, practical training—all at once! I refuse to believe we'll still be losing a month from now!"

"Right! Starting tomorrow, we go to every class and hit the training grounds every day! Let's show those people who look down on us who the real geniuses are!" Oscar also shed his usual playful demeanor, his expression turning serious.

Four hands stacked heavily upon one another.

A flame called "revenge" burned fiercely in their hearts.

They could already envision the scene a month later: on a stage under the spotlight of the masses, they would stand over the corpses of those four women, basking in the cheers of the entire crowd.

A new week began.

A strange sight appeared at Spirit Academy.

The former "Campus F4"—Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun, notorious for skipping classes, chasing girls, and getting into fights—had, for the first time in history, become perfect, full-attendance students.

At nine o'clock on Monday morning, in the classroom for the first-year theory course.

Teacher Yu Xiaogang stood on the podium, spraying spit as he lectured on Ten Core Competitiveness of Martial Souls.

In the front row, the four members of F4 sat bolt upright, each with a brand-new notebook, heads down and scribbling furiously. Their earnest appearance made many students in the back wonder if they had walked into the wrong classroom.

Yu Xiaogang also noticed these four "prodigal sons who had returned," feeling quite gratified; his voice grew even more resonant as he lectured.

However, in stark contrast to this, the four seats in the middle of the classroom remained empty.

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Bai Chenxiang—these four former top students—had collectively gone AWOL.

Not only did they miss Yu Xiaogang's theory class, but they also failed to show up for Zhao Wuji's practical training session in the afternoon.

This was truly bizarre.

Not only were the students confused, but even the two teachers, Yu Xiaogang and Zhao Wuji, were completely baffled.

The former academic slackers of F4 had turned into model students who loved learning and trained diligently.

Yet, the former group of top-student goddesses had turned into a collective of class-skippers.

What on earth was happening to this world?

At this moment, on the pedestrian street on the west side of the school gate, inside the small shop called "Happy Claw Machine."

"Brother Chuan, ah~~ open wide." Xiao Wu pinched a peeled grape and handed it to Qin Chuan's mouth with a giggle. The hem of her pink gauze skirt spread across the floor like a blooming lotus.

Qin Chuan opened his mouth, feeling a bit embarrassed, and ate the grape. The sweet and sour juice burst in his mouth; it tasted wonderful.

"Brother Chuan, is this pressure okay?"

Ning Rongrong was standing behind Qin Chuan, her slender fingers gently kneading his shoulders. She was still wearing her blue miniskirt and white stockings today, a faint, pleasant fragrance wafting from her.

"Mm, that's good. Rongrong, with skills like yours, it's a waste not to open a massage parlor." Qin Chuan squinted his eyes in comfort.

"Don't say that, Brother Chuan. I only give massages to you." Ning Rongrong's cheeks flushed slightly, but she put even more effort into her hands.

On the floor nearby, Zhu Zhuqing was holding a clean rag, meticulously wiping the floor.

She was wearing a tight black sports bra and matching yoga pants today, perfectly showcasing her hot, fiery curves. Sweat slid down her smooth forehead, dripped onto the floor, and was quickly wiped away by her.

As for the most well-behaved Bai Chenxiang, she was holding a large basin, washing the curtains that had been taken down yesterday at the shop entrance. Her two low ponytails swayed with the rhythm of her scrubbing.

Qin Chuan looked at this harmonious and beautiful scene, feeling deeply moved.

What kind of good deeds did I do in my past life? After transmigrating to this world and opening a crappy little shop, I actually have four stunning beauties serving me in different ways every single day.

Bringing breakfast, cleaning, massaging, and rubbing my legs...

This life is even more blissful than an emperor's.

He had no idea that these four girls, who appeared "pure and kind" in his eyes, were all harboring their own little agendas.

[Ding, received feeding from player Xiao Wu, mood improved, Member EXP +1.]

[Ding, received massage from player Ning Rongrong, mood improved, Member EXP +1.]

[Ding, player Zhu Zhuqing took the initiative to clean the shop, Member EXP +2.]

[Ding, player Bai Chenxiang took the initiative to wash laundry, Member EXP +2.]

Hearing the system notifications constantly ringing in their heads, the four girls worked even harder.

They had completely figured out the pattern by now: as long as they could make the shopkeeper, Qin Chuan, feel happy, comfortable, or convenient, they could increase their Member EXP!

Although the gain each time wasn't much, it added up!

Especially Xiao Wu, who had used some unknown method to skyrocket from an Ordinary Member to a Silver Member in just one day, which gave the other three a huge sense of urgency.

Internal competition! They had to compete fiercely!

Whoever could please Qin Chuan first would gain more chances to use the claw machine, and whoever did so would stay far ahead on the path to becoming stronger!

Time flew by in this peculiar atmosphere.

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.

Over the past week, the four members of F4 had been training as if their lives depended on it.

They rose before dawn every day to run twenty laps around the academy.

After finishing their theory classes in the morning, they spent their afternoons in the training grounds, engaging in high-intensity sparring sessions with one another.

Dai Mubai activated his White Tiger Vajra Transformation several times almost every single day.

Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Flame scorched several patches of the training ground floor black.

Oscar's Restoration Sausage became a consumable item used as if it were free of charge.

At night, they did not rest; upon returning to their dormitory, they immediately sat cross-legged to meditate, circulating their Soul Power until late into the night.

The rare immortal herbs and spiritual medicines sent by Dai Mubai's family were consumed by them as if they were everyday meals.

The results of such high-intensity, self-abusive training were significant.

In just one week, bolstered by the pile of various resources, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar each increased their Soul Power by a full level!

Although Tang San did not level up, his Soul Power had reached the mid-stage of level 72, and his mastery of the Titan Hammer had become even more proficient.

"Hahaha! This feels amazing!" On the training ground, Dai Mubai deactivated his Martial Soul Avatar, gasping for air, yet his face was full of excitement. "I feel like my Soul Power is at least thirty percent purer than before!"

"Me too! I feel like the temperature of my Phoenix Flame has risen even higher!" Ma Hongjun wiped away his sweat, equally thrilled.

"At this rate, by the time the tournament arrives, everyone's strength will have reached a new level!" Oscar leaned against the wall; though he was as exhausted as a dog, his eyes shone with the light of hope.

Tang San stood in the center of the field, watching the progress of his three brothers, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, keep it up," he said in a deep voice. "In a month, we will make the entire academy tremble before us!"

On the other side, Xiao Wu and the other three had spent the week in absolute comfort.

They slept until they woke up naturally every day, then went to the Claw Machine Shop to "clock in."

They chatted with Qin Chuan, gave him massages, tidied up the place, and then spent the rest of the time catching dolls.

Life was nothing short of blissful!