Chased by Magical Girls After Becoming Their Enemy

Sure enough, the moment Zhao Ping came to his senses, he saw the Dean of Studies walking past the window. That look in his eyes was like everyone owed him millions—scary as hell.

Since the final exams were tomorrow, Ling Wanqing was here today too.

That evening, Ling Feng and Ling Wanqing walked home together. After getting back, Ling Feng did not see Ling Xiaoyu anywhere. Ling Wanqing told him that she would not be back for a few more days.

Whatever. The exams would keep him busy these next few days anyway. Ling Feng casually used some ingredients from the fridge to stir-fry a few dishes. He had learned all of them from Ling Xiaoyu before. They did not look like much, but they should have been edible.

Ling Wanqing, on the other hand, disdainfully ordered takeout.

Ling Feng tidied up a little, took a shower, then returned to his room and habitually locked the door.

He pulled out a slightly rusty metal box from beneath his bed. Ling Feng had locked it in advance, just to keep anyone from opening it if they found it.

But it had been stored there for so long. Why was there so little dust on it?

Ling Feng did not think much of it and placed it directly on his desk.

"Who hadn't owned a few copies of the Manual of Youth Cultivation during their youthful years?"

He had bought all of these with the money he saved from selling tea eggs, asking Zhao Ping and the others to get them for him. Zhao Ping had even given him one extra copy for free.

What a true brother! Ling Feng chuckled to himself.

The one at the very bottom was something Ling Feng had found with Zhao Ping and the others in a hidden little shop back in middle school. In the end, Ling Feng had won it through rock-paper-scissors.

The yellowed pages carried a musty smell. The edges curled slightly upward, while the book's outer wrapping was worn and incomplete. The remaining bits hung crookedly from it, covered in fine cracks like spiderwebs.

"These are all memories. Too bad this one was in black and white, and some parts were only line drawings."

Just as Ling Feng was about to read the newest issue of the Manual of Youth Cultivation, someone suddenly knocked on his bedroom door.

After hiding the stuff away first, Ling Feng went to open it.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

When he opened the door, it was Ling Wanqing. Of course. Who else could it have been besides this girl?

"Reading study materials," Ling Feng said calmly.

"Oh? Study materials?"

A trace of suspicion flashed across Ling Wanqing's face. Since when had Brother Ling Feng started studying seriously?

From what Ling Wanqing had known of Ling Feng before, he did not seem to enjoy studying much. Sister Xiaoyu had always been the one urging him to study.

Thinking that, Ling Wanqing discreetly glanced past Ling Feng at the metal box beneath his bed, and a faint smile flickered across her lips.

"I'm going to sleep now. Come tell me a story."

"You're already this old, and you still want to act like a little girl?" Ling Feng said.

"Anyway, I'm a child when I'm with you. Or why don't you tell me about the thing under your bed?"

Ling Wanqing wore a mischievous grin, but Ling Feng panicked. Could this girl know something? Left with no choice, he could only nod and agree.

"Let's make this clear first. I've forgotten a lot of the stories from before. All I have now is the content of the novels I read. Listen or don't listen, your choice," Ling Feng said.

"Got it, got it. I'll listen."

As long as Ling Feng was the one telling the story, Ling Wanqing loved listening.

Ling Wanqing smilingly pulled Ling Feng into her bedroom.

Since Ling Wanqing was wearing pajamas and held both of Ling Feng's hands together, his hands directly touched ** softness.

Ling Feng's face reddened slightly. He had not expected this girl to be so well-endowed already.

Ling Wanqing seemed to think of something and spoke directly.

"Brother Ling Feng, are those study materials any good?"

"Uh... not as good as you."

Upon hearing that answer, even Ling Wanqing felt her face grow hot.

Ling Feng had only said it casually. Why were girls nowadays so unable to take a compliment?

Study materials? I'm afraid seeing them would completely shatter your worldview!

Yuwen's Girlfriend

The protagonist woke up one day and discovered that the whole world had changed.

One yuan could buy a Ferrari.

Mothers-in-law shouted that without a fifty-cent bride price, no one could dream of marrying their daughters.

Yet the protagonist had a hundred thousand in savings in his bank account.

He took the bus and pulled out a coin to pay, causing the entire bus to erupt in shock!

Holy shit!

That shine! That craftsmanship!

Could this be the legendary one-yuan coin?!

This young man had a massive fortune of one yuan and still took the bus?

He must have hit the jackpot and become rich overnight by one whole yuan!

Only then did the protagonist realize something was wrong and cry out, "Oh no!"

That model airplane I bought online for a thousand yuan last night... they're not going to send me an old airplane, are they?!

By the bed, Ling Feng recounted the story with deep feeling...

"You usually read books like this?"

Ling Wanqing lay on the bed, turned onto her side, and looked at Ling Feng with a strange expression.

Ling Feng was speechless. Did other people have to criticize whatever books he read?

They were much better than mathematical functions and classical Chinese, weren't they?

If he thought about studying all day long, would his head not explode?

Ling Feng returned to his room, and the night passed just like that.

Today was the final exam, so Ling Feng naturally did not go sell tea eggs. He arrived at the classroom early to continue cramming at the last minute.

"Ling Feng, you're early today."

"Yeah," Ling Feng replied.

Since it was still early, there were not many people in the classroom. There were only Tang Ling and a few other magical girls, along with several top students.

Sitting at her seat, Tang Ling seriously began reading as well.

More and more people gradually arrived, and Ling Feng continued reviewing until the exam began.

At around eleven-thirty in the morning, the first exam soon ended.

After the second exam that afternoon, Ling Feng was called over by Yuwen and the others.

Zhao Ping said that Yuwen had recently gotten a new girlfriend, a great beauty from Class Eight. He was treating them tonight to celebrate, loudly declaring that anyone who did not come was disrespecting him.

Ling Feng was quite curious. It was already the end of the term, so how had Yuwen gotten a girlfriend? Still, Ling Feng was happy for him. This really was worth celebrating properly.

And Yuwen had said that he would bring her along so everyone could get acquainted.

Poor Zhao Ping was still searching for news of his benefactor, unaware that his benefactor was right beside him.

They chose a seven-star hotel in Biluohu Park as the location. It was the most luxurious hotel in all of Linzhou City. Ling Feng had heard that even a casual meal there started at tens of thousands.

Ordinary people probably would not get to enter it even once in their lives. Ling Feng had passed by it before and dreamed of going in one day to spend lavishly, but that feeling had only lasted a moment. He did not think it was necessary.

Wasn't a ten-yuan bowl of spicy hotpot from a street stall just as delicious?

Yuwen's family was in business and had made some money, so it was fine for him to spend there once in a while.

Ling Feng told Ling Wanqing that he had something to do and asked her to go home by herself. In the end, that girl ran off shouting something about how no one understood her.

"Isn't it just going home alone once?" Ling Feng found it rather baffling.

When they arrived, Yuwen was chatting and laughing with a girl at his side. Ling Feng and Zhao Ping recognized her at once. She was naturally the girlfriend Yuwen had mentioned.

The girl wore an elegant pale-yellow dress. Her black hair cascaded over one shoulder, and a faint smile rested on her plain yet refined face. She truly was beautiful.

What caught Ling Feng's attention the most was the Astral Mark Necklace hanging on her chest.

However, Ling Feng did not let it show. He simply had not expected Yuwen's girlfriend to be an Astral Mark Girl.

After greeting each other, everyone entered the hotel together.

"Su Yun is one of the top students in Class Eight, and she has a great personality too," Yuwen happily introduced her to Ling Feng and the others.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Su Yun."

The girl named Su Yun warmly greeted them. She seemed quite kind and approachable, and Zhao Ping returned her smile repeatedly as he began chatting.

Ling Feng occasionally chimed in, because he had been a little stunned ever since entering the hotel.

The hotel's decor was magnificent and grand, dominated by golden hues and adorned with decorations from around the world.

As the lights came on at dusk and all things settled into peace, dozens of luxurious KTV private rooms lay hidden in the royal night. The nine new concepts of entertainment space—mirrors, paintings, lighting, decorations, hangings, furnishings, displays, colors, and layouts—were ingeniously designed, lavishly carved in gold and jade, and seamlessly integrated.

Though they were in an ordinary private room, its decor was still extremely luxurious.

The person who led them there was a beautiful, tall female server.

Once Ling Feng and the others were seated, the server began explaining.

"All the food here is premium and imported from overseas. Anything not used on the same day is thrown away directly to ensure absolute freshness, so our prices are much higher than outside."

Yuwen did not care. After all, he could not lose face in front of his girlfriend, so he told Ling Feng and the others to order whatever they wanted.

There was everything from lobster, abalone, king crab, shark fin, bird's nest, Japanese tomahawk steak, French foie gras, Spanish ham, and caviar—world-class premium ingredients of every kind.

Zhao Ping was very practical. He ordered two reasonably priced dishes. Though Yuwen was treating them, Zhao Ping did not want him to bleed too much money.

Su Yun was also very considerate. She did not want Yuwen to lose face in front of his classmates either, so she casually ordered two items.

Though neither of them made it obvious, Yuwen noticed. He could not help frowning slightly as he turned his gaze toward Ling Feng.

"Order whatever you want. You don't need to save money for me," Yuwen said.

Though Yuwen said that, Ling Feng nearly cursed when he saw that even a plate of lettuce cost several hundred yuan.

Fuck, how long would I have to sell tea eggs before I could afford that?

Seeing Yuwen's expression, Ling Feng ultimately gritted his teeth and ordered a serving of pasta.

Ling Feng could not understand it. Why did it hurt so much when it was not even his money?

Seeing that none of them had ordered much, Yuwen simply picked dishes himself and ordered enough to fill the entire table.

Though it was expensive, he had to admit that the food here really did taste good.

Ling Feng felt that the nearly thousand-yuan plate of vegetables was no different from what Ling Xiaoyu stir-fried. In fact, Ling Xiaoyu's cooking was even tastier.

Should he just suggest that his sister stir-fry some food and sell it?

Ling Feng thought about it but said nothing. He merely judged it silently. Compared to the food here, street food stalls were not inferior at all, were they?

Winter Tournament Trouble

The atmosphere at the dining table was harmonious, and soon everyone was full and satisfied.

At that moment, Zhao Ping made a suggestion.

"Ling Feng, Yuwen, how about we find time to practice again? What do you think about competing in this winter vacation's winter tournament? I heard the prize money is pretty good."

"Sure. This might be the last vacation when we can relax. We'll definitely be much busier in our senior year next year. Actually, Su Yun and I met through playing SK Era too," Yuwen happily echoed.

"Doesn't it require five people? I'll join you too, as long as you don't mind that I'm bad at the game," Su Yun said with a smile as she listened to them talk.

"Of course not. Your skills are about the same as mine. You'll be fine in a tournament."

Yuwen said that, but they only had four people now. Where would they find the last one? The tournament rules required five people to participate.

SK Era was actually a first-person tactical game that combined many different elements, and it was extremely popular on the market.

Ling Feng and the others mainly played this game when they went to internet cafés. PvP matches always made their blood surge with excitement and passion.