Divine Calculations

After parting with Zi Hanyan, Jun Wangchen lingered somewhere with a clear view of the grove. Only after someone came to pick her up did he remove the Energy Hat and walk into the Tree-Back Dormitory.

To be honest, he felt some regret after saving Zi Hanyan. Although he knew nothing about her background, the fact that several kidnappers had abducted her made it clear she was no ordinary person. By rescuing her, he had offended whoever stood behind those kidnappers. In other words, he had become entangled in the feud between her father and his enemies.

But in that desperate situation, he could not simply stand by and watch Zi Hanyan be humiliated. Even knowing it would bring trouble down on him, he had still stepped in to save her.

Although he felt some regret, if Jun Wangchen had to choose again, he would still save Zi Hanyan. A true warrior dared to face a bleak life head-on and look spilled blood squarely in the eye.

Besides, with the Groundhog Phone in hand, he now had immortals backing him. Surely they could handle anything he could not?

At that thought, Jun Wangchen's anxious heart finally settled somewhat, and he climbed the stairs even faster.

Jun Wangchen's room was number twenty on the fifth floor of the Tree-Back Dormitory, a room steeped in the romantic aura of "520."

Rumor had it that every senior who had stayed in Room 520 had ended up falling for men...

Jun Wangchen took out his key and opened the door as usual. The first thing he saw was a pair of sleazy figures wearing nothing but underwear.

The two were perched side by side on a bed, their eyes fixed on the computer before them. Those sexy lips, those dreamy gazes, that drool dangling lazily from the corners of their mouths... Oh, shit. The sight was too beautiful to behold!

Jun Wangchen felt utterly helpless at the sight. First and Second were the room's resident sleazeballs. They could pass themselves off as gentlemen in sharp suits or as slovenly hoodlums, radiating either righteous, handsome charm or shifty-eyed sleaze.

"Hey, Fourth's back! Come here, come here! George Bernard Shaw once said that if you have an apple and I have an apple, and we exchange them, we each still have just one apple. But if you have a little video and I have a little video, we'll each have two little videos after we swap. You get what I mean?" First turned his head, spotted Jun Wangchen, and immediately waved him over.

Jun Wangchen's face darkened. "First, I've told you plenty of times that I'm a pure person. Even if you forced me to watch every little video on your computer right now, the only thing in my mind would be purity!"

"You, pure? If you're fucking pure, those dozens of gigabytes of videos on my hard drive will instantly turn into revolutionary songs!" First gave him the middle finger, looking as though he had seen through everything.

Jun Wangchen rubbed his nose awkwardly and looked at Second.

"Don't look at me. If you're pure, I'll livestream myself smearing on medicated oil, swallowing five pounds of live dung beetles, adding maggots to my rice, and poisoning the maggots!" Second rolled his eyes and spread his hands.

Jun Wangchen: "..."

I'm not pure?

Damn it, I only drink purified water and pure milk! I'm as pure as premium milk itself! I've even passed the women's restroom three times without entering. My moral character is simply... Hey, hey, hey, author, give me the microphone! I'm not finished yet!

Guiltily avoiding First and Second's harmonious gazes, Jun Wangchen looked around the room and asked, "That's odd. Third should be discussing the pros and cons of family planning with the girls around this time. Why haven't I seen him tonight?"

"He came back ten minutes ago and turned the whole room upside down. Looked like he was searching for his phone, but judging by how dejected he was, he probably didn't find it. I'd guess he's gone to look for it at the bar. He's been hanging around there these past few days, after all," First said, staring at the computer screen without looking up.

"Fellow sufferers in this cruel world!" Thinking of his own kidney-costing iPhone that had fallen into the river, Jun Wangchen gave a bitter smile, filled with sympathy.

That sympathy lasted only a moment, though. Third's family was extremely well-off. His monthly allowance alone could cover an entire year's living expenses for the other three combined. A phone was a trivial matter to him.

Without dwelling on it, Jun Wangchen quickly sat down at his desk, took out the Groundhog Phone, and opened the Strongest Chat Group in History.

The group was no longer muted. A whole crowd of immortals were chatting without restraint, with the flame war between Sun Wukong and Erlang, Yang Jian, standing out the most.

Sun Wukong: Three-Eyes, you're still so petty after all this time. All I did was eat one little pup from your Howling Celestial Dog's litter. Did you really have to complain to my master?

Yang Jian: You damned monkey! My Howling Celestial Dog was ugly to begin with. It took ten thousand years for a female dog to agree to carry on his bloodline. He finally had a pup, and before he could even show it any love, you roasted it alive and ate it! I'm warning you, if you don't give my Howling Celestial Dog an explanation, I'll report you to the Jade Emperor too, you depraved bastard!

Howling Celestial Dog: Woof, woof, woof! (Aggrieved/Aggrieved/Aggrieved)

Sun Wukong: Three-Eyes, just try reporting me! I'll let you taste my staff for free and knock a fourth eye into you while I'm at it.

Yang Jian: @Tang Xuanzang, see that? Your disciple is so arrogant. Isn't it time you recited the Tightening Spell to punish him?

Tang Xuanzang: Amitabha. Kindness, kindness. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. A lotus rises from clear water; stupid pigs all differ. When a thug knows magic, no one can stop him. The road ahead is long and winding, so why don't we take a taxi? No gifts this New Year, unless they're gorgeous women. (Ten thousand words omitted)

Yang Jian: ...

Lü Bu: Bring! Me! My! Sky-Piercing! Halberd!

Jiang Ziya: @Lü Bu, brother, don't be like that. We should show compassion. Master Xuanzang may have witnessed the darkness of human nature and suffered some terrible blow to become like this. So hurry up and bring the Sky-Piercing Halberd. We've already found where he lives. Quick!

Diao Chan: Make way, everyone! I'm bringing my husband the Sky-Piercing Halberd!

Sky-Piercing Halberd: What the fuck did I do wrong? You're actually making me hit a man who could talk a straight foul into a curved foul?

"Tang Xuanzang really does have the same personality as the monk in A Chinese Odyssey!" Reading the messages, Jun Wangchen did not know whether to laugh or cry.

As the battle in the group grew ever fiercer, the group owner, Primordial Heaven Venerable, appeared.

"Quiet down, everyone. Settle your disagreements privately. It's time for red envelopes. I'll send just one, containing fifty items. Whether you manage to claim one depends on your luck and speed."

At those words, the entire group went unexpectedly silent—so silent that it seemed unnatural.

As the lord of the Three Realms, Primordial Heaven Venerable had already broken free of the constraints of the laws. A single thought could crush their souls. Naturally, none of them dared act up before such a mighty being.

Jun Wangchen paid little attention to any of that. He wiped the sweat off his hands and stared fixedly at the screen, his heart in his throat.

Had this been an ordinary red envelope, Jun Wangchen would not have been so nervous. But it was no ordinary red envelope. It came from an immortal and held powers beyond modern technology's ability to explain.

The Energy Hat from half an hour earlier was the best proof!

"Ding-dong!"

As Jun Wangchen's heart raced and his breathing quickened, a huge red envelope suddenly appeared on the phone screen.

Without the slightest delay or hesitation, Jun Wangchen tapped it almost instinctively.

But...

At the very instant he tapped it, the phone actually... ran out of battery and shut down!

"Motherfucker..." Jun Wangchen's eyes bulged. He looked as though a husky had screwed him ten thousand times, and he nearly smashed the phone.

Of all the times to run out of battery, it had to happen while I was grabbing a red envelope! You've got to be fucking kidding me!

Despite his grief and indignation, Jun Wangchen moved quickly. The Groundhog Phone's charging port was identical to an Android phone's, and he soon found a charger.

He plugged in the cable, restarted the phone, opened WeChat, and entered the Strongest Chat Group in History.

At that moment, cheers and cries of anguish swept through the group, wave after wave. Some rejoiced while others despaired.

Those who had claimed a red envelope needed no oars to row—they rode the waves of their own swagger!

Those who had failed needed no wings to take flight—their howls alone propelled them!

Jun Wangchen's mood lay somewhere between the two, because he had no idea whether he had claimed a red envelope.

"Heaven help me. Please let me have gotten one!" With his heart pounding anxiously, Jun Wangchen shakily tapped Primordial Heaven Venerable's red envelope.

Ding! Congratulations on claiming Primordial Heaven Venerable's red envelope. You have obtained Zhuge Liang's secret manual, "Divine Calculations." It has been stored in your wallet.

"I got it! Hahaha! Who can beat luck like this? Let me see, this red envelope contains... Huh? Zhuge Liang's original secret manual, Divine Calculations?" Jun Wangchen was delighted at first, but once he saw what the envelope contained, he could not help feeling puzzled.

Why did the group owner, Primordial Heaven Venerable, have Zhuge Liang's secret manual?

Despite his confusion, Jun Wangchen did not dwell on it. He quickly opened his wallet and tapped the treasure chest containing Divine Calculations.

Would you like to learn the secret manual, "Divine Calculations"?

"Learn!"

The moment Jun Wangchen tapped "Learn," an enormous flood of information poured directly into his mind.

"Heaven is Qian, earth is Kun. The Five Elements reverse, the Eight Trigrams embody yin and yang. Eight Gates and Hidden Jia—all yield to calculation!

Know astronomy above and geography below; understand five hundred years past and foresee five hundred years to come. Among all things beneath the heavens, calculation endures forever..."

"Fortune, feng shui, romance, life itself... I can actually calculate them all! Zhuge Liang really was the greatest strategist. This secret art is practically invincible." After examining some of the information about Divine Calculations in his mind, Jun Wangchen's eyes lit up, his face brimming with excitement.

As the times advanced, real estate had become a huge slice of the Huaxia market. To buy a good house, many wealthy people would specifically hire masters who truly understood fortune and feng shui to inspect it and offer their opinions. These masters charged extremely high appearance fees, and some could not be hired even with money.

Now that he had Zhuge Liang's Divine Calculations, if he could not find a good job after graduation, using this manual to assess feng shui for others would be an excellent alternative.

After learning how to use Divine Calculations, Jun Wangchen closed his eyes, quickly recited a few incantations, and worked out a prediction on his fingers.

In an instant, a thread invisible to the naked eye slowly emerged from between heaven and earth and slipped into Jun Wangchen's mind.

"Gather it so it does not scatter; guide it so it comes to rest. Ten seconds from now... Hmm? Hah! Holy shit, my life will be in danger?"