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To be honest, Lin Xi really was beautiful—long wavy hair, a curvy figure, and a pair of killer Long Legs. Every smile and frown carried the powerful aura of a mature beauty.

Even under television cameras, people who looked that good were rare. Many celebrities were not as pretty as her.

In this world, after transmigrating here, he had discovered that many people's looks had improved, including those at No. 8 High School and the members of Room 404. It would be more accurate to say that the overall standard of appearance was higher.

It was especially obvious among Trainers.

Liu Bin had been no Looker in his previous life and had nothing to do with that label, yet he had somehow become a somewhat handsome guy now.

There was even less need to mention himself. His looks had improved by leaps and bounds, already surpassing 99.99 percent of the population.

Although Lin Xi was beautiful, Li Xingzhou was handsome too. He was a 188-centimeter-tall Looker, the sort of abstinent-style handsome guy people talked about online, and he had plenty of fans as well.

Over the past two months, he had often come across short videos edited by fans of the two of them.

A few days ago, the six people from Room 404 had gathered at Liu Bin's family barbecue restaurant. After the second-year subject division, their dormitories and classes would be rearranged, and they would no longer be dormmates.

After the next two years of school life passed, no one knew whether their contact with each other would gradually fade.

Although they all felt reluctant to part, none of them showed it on their faces. Instead, every one of them looked happy.

The world had changed, and no one knew whether they would follow the paths from their previous lives or embark on entirely new roads.

Jiang Jing could only silently wish them well in his heart.

He and Liu Bin also often went to Battle Park, mainly to gain practical combat experience. After going so many times, they had gotten to know quite a few well-known Amateur Trainers.

Of course, they had to battle too. Although they lost rather badly, the improvement to their practical combat ability was especially obvious.

Because they frequently challenged others, the two of them had become somewhat well-known in Battle Park.

Moreover, Battle Park had begun changing recently. Many slightly famous Amateur Trainers and enthusiasts had started filming short videos, simply recording battle footage and adding captions.

The number of likes was never low, after all, everyone still liked the Trainer community.

Jiang Jing had followed several of them. The one with the most fans was Qian—Zhao Ziqian, who already had over a million followers on Douyin. He could truly be called an internet celebrity.

Of course, gaining a million followers in a single month was not so easy. Capital had been backing him behind the scenes, and Qian himself was one of the investors.

The reason for doing this was probably to promote Battle Park and prepare for the upcoming competition.

Some investors planned to hold a large-scale challenge tournament at Battle Park in July next year. The rewards were said to be quite generous, with Prize Money alone reaching several hundred thousand.

That instantly excited Jiang Jing and Liu Bin. One year was enough time to raise their levels above Level 20. By then, would a Three-Star Talent Aron scare you or not?

Of course, even Professional Trainers would be tempted by several hundred thousand, so there definitely would not be a shortage of challengers then.

After shopping and returning home, he released Aron and let it go play with Pikachu and Jigglypuff.

Jiang's Mother was still in the living room watching her drama series, not bored in the slightest.

When she saw Jiang Jing return, she said, "You're back. Get ready to eat."

At the dinner table, Jiang's Mother asked, "By the way, is there anything else you need to buy?"

Jiang Jing froze for a moment and began to think. He really had not spent much money on himself.

He only had three sets of summer clothes to change into, all of which he wore only when he was home during holidays. At school, he usually wore his uniform.

His shorts and pants together cost less than two hundred yuan. The sneakers on his feet cost a little over a hundred, and his socks were the kind sold online for over forty yuan per five pairs.

His entire outfit added up to less than a thousand yuan, yet buying three packs of Mid-Grade Pokémon Food cost over a thousand.

Sure enough, selling things to Trainers was where the money was. Damn, being a Trainer really cost too much.

So he said, "No need. I'm not lacking anything. This is fine."

"But going out for a stroll is still okay. We'll know what I need then."

Jiang Jing could also tell what Jiang's Mother meant. She had asked because she wanted to go shopping at the mall and was merely looking for an excuse, so he did not refuse.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day before school started. Even the air seemed restless.

The entrance to No. 8 High School was unusually lively. Dozens of private cars were parked outside, nearly blocking the road.

Countless students got out of the cars and reluctantly entered the school under their parents' company.

At the same time, some students entered alone, carrying backpacks and dragging suitcases.

At that moment, Jiang Jing and Liu Bin got out of a private car parked ten meters away from the school.

Jiang Jing carried a backpack and pulled a suitcase from the trunk. After thanking the driver, he and Liu Bin headed toward the school together.

Liu Bin complained, "I hate the day before school starts the most. There are so many people at the gate. Isn't it hot, with everyone crammed together at the entrance?"

"And what are those parents even doing? What era is this? They still have to bring their kids here like the school is some death trap."

Jiang Jing wiped away his sweat and said, "Stop complaining. The more you talk, the hotter it gets."

As he spoke, the two of them fell silent and walked with their heads down toward the entrance, where a crowd was lining up to enter.

To keep unauthorized people from entering, everyone had to line up and be checked one by one.

There were too many people, and they were all squeezed together in the scorching weather. Everyone was drenched in sweat and looked irritated.

It was easy for friction to arise over the slightest thing. Liu Bin was in exactly that sort of mood, constantly wiping the sweat from his body.

Just as it was finally almost his turn and space opened up ahead, he quickly walked forward with Jiang Jing, each dragging a suitcase.

But just as he lifted his suitcase up, a fat student suddenly cut in from the side and placed his own suitcase in front of them.

Liu Bin immediately got angry. "What are you doing? Don't cut in line."

The fat man turned around, sweat covering his head, his face full of flesh. He did not look much like a student at all.

He shouted, "Who are you saying cut in line? I was lining up too, okay?"

Already irritated, Liu Bin directly cursed, "Fuck, are you blind? Didn't you see us lining up here? Have some self-awareness and move aside."

Jiang Jing frowned and said, "Classmate, you did cut in line. Go line up at the back."

The fat man's temper flared at once after hearing that, and he threatened, "Do you know who I am? You dare talk to me like that?"

Jiang Jing immediately stopped being polite. "Who cares who you are? Even the principal has to line up. Who the hell do you think you are?"

Liu Bin said, "Why the hell are you still standing here? Get lost already."

"What's going on back there?" a security guard at the front called out.

"Don't cut in line. Anyone cutting in line goes to the back."

With everyone around him watching, the fat man was too embarrassed to remain there. Before leaving, he pointed at Jiang Jing and Liu Bin. "Fuck, you two just wait."