Chapter 8: The Spare Time of the Strong

The girl sat upright by the window, wearing a pure white slim-fit T-shirt, light-colored tight jeans, and white canvas shoes. Her posture was very straight, the kind that couldn't be faulted in any way, which made her hips tight and outlined a beautiful curve.

Her hair was long and straight black, so smooth it could be used directly in hair commercials. She tied it up in a high ponytail with a white hairband that hung down to her waist. Her eyes, under her bangs, were quiet and focused, staring at the book in her hands, occasionally turning the pages with her neatly trimmed fingers.

Perhaps because she was too focused on reading, Xue Jing's arrival did not cause any reaction from her.

"A student of Qing University? But from the perspective of age... that's not likely," Xue Jing thought, looking at her with some surprise, pausing momentarily at her beautiful eyes, which were slightly purple.

She was not wearing a school uniform, so she should not be a student of the affiliated high school but rather a younger-looking college student.

He didn't pay much attention to it and turned to walk towards the bookshelf area.

The seventh floor had four large double-sided wooden bookshelves with sixteen rows, plus a wall-mounted bookshelf that completely covered three walls, leaving only a rest area. All the bookshelves were filled, even stuffed with densely packed old books and documents.

The collection was amazing.

Without computer search and positioning, or even the classification of the collection, it was difficult to find the information you wanted from such a sea of books. No wonder no one had been interested in it for many years.

Xue Jing randomly selected a row of bookshelves and walked to the middle. He looked at the messy old documents in front of him with a headache, not knowing where to start.

He picked up a book that looked relatively complete and wiped off the dust. There was no pattern on the wine-red hardcover cover. In the middle was a title written in Song font, and in the lower right corner was the author's name and the time of writing in smaller white letters.

'Inference on the Overlap of Two Realms' author: Ning Furen, time of writing: New Era 87.

'An antique book from nearly two hundred years ago...'

The overlap of the two worlds is a special phenomenon that appeared on Earth after the death of 'God.'

Just as the literal meaning suggests, the overlap of the two worlds means that 'two worlds overlapped.'

If the world is a car that keeps driving on the road, then the overlap of the two worlds is the collision of two cars.

This phenomenon will cause parts of the two worlds to be embedded in each other's 'body,' and the overlapping area is called the 'intersection area.'

The reason for this phenomenon is that the 'driver' is dead.

Without the driver 'God' to control the direction, the car will run rampant on the road and naturally collide with other cars without drivers.

"..."

Xue Jing opened the book and read two pages at random. The theory in it seems to be full of errors and omissions now, but it was the most cutting-edge research material at the time, laying an indelible foundation for the current research on the overlapping phenomenon. Although it is outdated as a theoretical material, it is very valuable as a historical document.

After putting the book back in its place, Xue Jing continued to search for clues that might be related to the "divine substance."

More than an hour later.

He roughly flipped through a few pages of the "Record of the Eternal Night War" in his hand and put it back on the bookshelf.

Xue Jing shook his head. As he expected, he didn't find anything.

Because he had expected it, he was not disappointed.

After sorting out his mood, Xue Jing picked up his mobile phone to check the time. It was already half past seven, and it was time for class.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw the girl he had seen in the rest area before, holding a book in both hands, walking towards him.

Xue Jing's eyes looked at the girl's well-developed place... but he was not really looking at that, but at the book held there by the girl.

It was about three fingers thick, wrapped in a black hardcover, with a strange painting on the cover.

A glowing figure with a halo on his head, countless wings growing from top to bottom, and radiating light all over his body. In his hand, he held the blue earth star in the air, and his head, whose face could not be seen clearly, was facing upwards as if he was shouting something. Light flowed down his body like blood, falling from the soles of his feet into the unknown abyss.

Everyone in the world would know what this cover represents: the "Death of God"

Xue Jing had seen similar scenes in countless paintings, countless movies, and countless games.

Xue Jing looked at the title of the book.

"If God is Not Dead."

He nodded politely and stepped aside to let the girl walk past him. At a close distance, Xue Jing saw her face clearly. She was a very delicate and clean beauty. She was not the type that would amaze people at first sight but the type that would become more beautiful the more one looked at her.

The girl also nodded at him and then tried to stuff the book into the gap on the top shelf, but because she was not tall enough, it looked a bit difficult as she stood on tiptoe.

Seeing this, Xue Jing said softly, "Let me help you."

He stretched out his hand and motioned for the girl to give him the book. She did not refuse and handed the book to Xue Jing.

Seeing Xue Jing easily stuff the book into the gap above the bookshelf without standing on tiptoe, the girl blinked her clear slightly purple eyes and said, "Thank you."

Xue Jing hummed, not caring about this small effort.

After doing this, he did not stop and walked out of the library towards the teaching building of the affiliated High school.

...

When he stepped into the classroom, the morning reading was about to end, and the class was about to start.

All the students in the class had arrived. Except for a few students who were talking in low voices, most were quietly flipping through books or doing assignments.

Students in the elite class were still under a lot of pressure.

Xue Jing was popular in this class. When they saw him come in, although the atmosphere during the morning reading was not suitable for talking, many students still nodded to him as a greeting.

Xue Jing responded to each greeting, but when he came to his seat, he stopped.

His desk and chair were scratched up.

The wood fiberboard was full of crisscross scratches, which looked terrible. There were also many words written on the table, mostly threatening ones such as "kill kill kill," "you are dead," and "be careful on the way home from school."

"Tsk, this handwriting is so ugly," Li Ge walked over from the side, looked at the words on Xue Jing's desk, and said.

"What's the matter?" Xue Jing's face did not change.

If this kind of bullying happened to him, not to mention a high school student, even an adult would have some doubts in their heart.

But at this moment, he was just like his appearance, with no inner fluctuations, just pure curiosity to know what had happened.

Just as people who are used to fitness are generally very confident, a strong body naturally leads to a strong heart.

At this moment, facing the bullying methods of high school students, he felt like a lion seeing a kitten baring its teeth and claws at him.

"I don't know; it was like this when I came in the morning," Li Ge leaned on the table next to him and shrugged.

"There were also some dead rats, cockroaches, and other disgusting things stuffed in the drawer. I helped you clean them up. But the words on the table are written in oil pen, so there's nothing I can do for the time being."

Xue Jing patted him on the shoulder and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? We are all brothers," Li Ge replied, then said, "Now the most urgent task is to find the culprit. Otherwise, if you are treated like this every day, you will be disgusted to death sooner or later."

"Have you offended anyone recently?"

Xue Jing heard this and recalled carefully. He felt that he had been quite well-behaved and didn't remember offending anyone.

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Judging from the words written on the table, this is not a prank by someone who dares not show themselves, but a warning threat."

Xue Jing touched the scratched tabletop, and his fingertips stopped on the handwriting of "Be careful on the way home from school."

"I guess they will jump out by themselves during lunch break or after school. let's just wait."

As long as a person is good, and even if they haven't done anything, they will naturally block the way of others and incur resentment. He had experienced this in his past and present lives.

There is no need to reflect on what you have done wrong. Thinking about that is meaningless. Just solve the problem when it happens. That's all that needs to be done.

Xue Jing sat on the chair and wanted to put the schoolbag in the drawer but stopped halfway. He felt a little disgusted. After all, there had been dead mice and cockroaches before, so he hung the schoolbag on the hook on the side of the desk.

Then he folded his hands across his chest, closed his eyes, and prepared for class.

Li Ge saw Xue Jing's calm and collected look as if nothing had happened and couldn't help but sigh "So cool, Master Jing."

"But why don't we tell the teacher?" Li Ge was a little confused.

Xue Jing closed his eyes and said casually "Just like calling the police is not a panacea, teachers are not a panacea either. Telling the teacher may solve the problem, but the process will definitely be troublesome, and there will most likely be consequences."

"I have a simpler solution, no need to find a teacher."

Li Ge hummed and was silent for a while, then couldn't help but say "You look so mature, with how calm you are... or is this the aura of a strong person? haha, what even am I saying..."

The two were chatting when suddenly a shout came from the door of the classroom "Xue Jing, someone is looking for you!"

Xue Jing turned around and saw a beautiful girl in the school's uniform standing at the door.

It was the girl who had come to give him a towel during the physical test yesterday.

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