Little Hamster's hand trembled, and she scratched the list in her hand, smudging a row of classmates' names.
Shaking her head regretfully, she took out a fresh sheet and started marking it up again.
Chen Yu quietly waited for her to gather her thoughts, while Wang Chuyun gently kept Liu Qing company.
Little Kitchen had now moved away from the sports school's field. The new restaurant was a complete replica of the old Little Kitchen, except all the tables and chairs had been replaced with new ones.
Waves of fragrance drifted from the kitchen. Fist-sized dumplings churned in an iron pot, with dipping sauce prepared by Little Kitchen Granny beside them.
Only after Liu Qing had recopied the list did she smile and say, "There's no special reason. I just want a better future."
"...But I feel like being class monitor was already the peak of your life."
"Is that how you insult people? You grew a mouth just to mock others instead of shitting and farting, is that it?"
"You're pretty foul-mouthed too."
Liu Qing shot Chen Yu a disdainful glare, then sighed. "I know my life will probably stop at being class monitor too. Once I go back, at most I'll become a minor shrine attendant. That'll be about it for this life."
"I haven't asked—which Star Lord's shrine attendant might you become?"
"Vast-Eyed Star Lord's. He's a minor Star Lord. Once I get there, I'll probably keep getting loaned out. I'll work myself to the bone for life, become a Ghost Cultivator after I die, get tossed into reincarnation once they're done using Ghost Cultivators, then get fished back out again. It's a miserable life all the way to death."
"No wonder you want to go in."
"Yeah..."
Liu Qing picked at the fuzzy edge of the