Chapter 68: 68. Stand up for Shen Qinghan

Chapter 68: 68. Stand up for Shen Qinghan

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Shanhai High School, Class 1 of Grade One.

All morning long, Lin Zichen’s mind wasn’t on his lessons; he kept thinking about what happened last night.

That follower of the Rat God Cult was clearly caught by the public security officers during the day, so how did he end up bloodied and eating rats at a garbage dump on the outskirts at night?

Had he escaped from prison?

And then suffered serious injuries during the escape?

That must be it...

With these thoughts, Lin Zichen took out his phone to check the local news, hoping to find reports related to the rat-like cult follower from last night.

Unfortunately, despite browsing all morning, he found no news related to it.

Instead, he stumbled upon a rather eye-catching piece of news about mechanical augmentation.

“MechGod Corporation announced at this morning’s press conference at nine o’clock that they have developed a brand-new mechanical augmentation technology. They are recruiting 500 volunteers for human trials, offering a monthly stipend and lifetime insurance. Warm reminder, this experiment comes with the risks of disability and death.”

A monthly stipend?

Lifetime insurance?

But if one were to die during the experiment, could these benefits still be claimed?

If not, then this was essentially getting something for nothing...

Lin Zichen pondered these trivial matters to himself.

Soon enough, the bell signaling the end of class rang, and the morning’s lessons were all over.

The students rushed out of the classroom, racing towards the cafeteria, afraid of being late and having to queue for a long time to get food.

Conversely, Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan were in no hurry at all and remained seated at their desks.

Just like in junior high, both of them brought lunch from home, so they didn’t need to queue up in the cafeteria like the other students.

A few minutes passed.

Shen Qinghan put down the pen she was holding, took both her and Lin Zichen’s lunch boxes, and stood up to go to the teacher’s office to heat up the food.

She returned shortly with the warmed lunch boxes.

He didn’t say much to them, just calmly stated, “In the future, I don’t want to hear you speaking ill of Shen Qinghan again.”

The speaker was calm, but those listening were anything but.

The girls thought to themselves that it was over, they had offended Lin Zichen, and high school would be ruined for three years!

“Furthermore, if you hear anyone else speaking ill of Shen Qinghan, please relay what I just said to them,”

After dropping that line, Lin Zichen turned and went back to the classroom.

Watching his retreating figure, both girls breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that from now on, they definitely couldn’t mock Shen Qinghan as they had before.

Otherwise, if they offended Lin Zichen, life at Shanhai High School would likely become very difficult.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, the end-of-class bell rang, bringing the afternoon’s lessons to a close.

On the way home.

Lin Zichen thought for a moment and eventually turned to Shen Qinghan to ask, “You’ve been very down lately, is it because you heard people talking badly about you?”

“That did happen, but it’s really okay, I’m not down or anything,”

Shen Qinghan feigned indifference.

Lin Zichen spoke gently, “If you encounter anything that upsets you, you can talk to me about it. We’ve been childhood friends, we should have no secrets from each other.”

Shen Qinghan nodded, “Yes, I will.”

After these words, the two walked on in silence for a while.

Close to home, Lin Zichen asked, “Does it feel like a lot of pressure to always rank last in class?”

“It is quite a bit,” Shen Qinghan muttered, her lips quivering slightly with a hint of helplessness, “but physical talent is predetermined, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t keep up with the rest of the class.”

Lin Zichen disagreed, “Physical talent may be predetermined, true, but martial arts techniques are not. Your physical talent is close to that of Wen Yuntong and Chu Yuxi. If your martial arts techniques far exceed theirs, then you can defeat them on the Martial Stage.”

“Can that really work?”

“It can,” Lin Zichen affirmed confidently. “From now on, I’ll give you special training three times a week, specifically to improve your martial arts techniques. By the end of the term at the latest, you’ll be able to defeat the two of them on the Martial Stage.”

Hearing Lin Zichen’s words, Shen Qinghan’s eyes, which had been somewhat dim, suddenly brightened.

She didn’t want to continue being last in class anymore.

As long as she could tear off the label of being the absolute bottom of the class, even if people still said that she got in through backdoor connections, it would be a lot more bearable for her.

PS: Begging bowl out, seeking monthly and recommendation tickets!