(This whole driving test thing... might have to wait until after September. It depends on the driving school's notice. I'd already fucking picked out a car, and now they tell me I can't get my license. Fuck!)
(Official announcement: the author is turning grief and rage into strength. Starting tomorrow, I'll write ten thousand characters a day until I take the second driving test again. Since I fucking can't pass the test and get a car, I'll earn more money to buy a more expensive one. Applaud if you understand!)
"Damn you, you fucking scumbag!" Xiao Hongchen stared at his notebook, his eyes wide and even his lips trembling.
Had you ever seen the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy at three in the morning?
Did you know what it felt like to write so hard that you actually broke a brand-new pen?
Did you know the agony of becoming so dazed from consecutive sleepless nights that your grandfather thought you were taking banned drugs, strung you up, and beat you?
Xiao Hongchen knew all of it!
To replace his lost notes, Xiao Hongchen had worked like a madman day and night, barely even taking off his clothes. He had clutched a pot of strong tea every day and drunk it like water before finally finishing that replacement notebook.
"Fine, I'll stop messing with you." Huo Yuhao shrugged and tossed the notebook toward Xiao Hongchen.
Although the distance between them was hardly short, Huo Yuhao's deft throw sent the heavy notebook flying like a nimble swallow, landing neatly in Xiao Hongchen's hands.
He had already committed all the soul tool theories and blueprints in Xiao Hongchen's notebook to memory. Having the notebook no longer mattered.
All he lacked now was practical experience making soul tools. However, Huo Yuhao did not