8: The Spare Part of the Strong

  The girl sat upright by the window, wearing a pure white slim-fit T-shirt on her upper body, light-colored tight jeans on her lower body, and a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet. Her sitting posture was very straight, the kind that could not be faulted at all, and as a result, her hips were tight, outlining a charming curve.Her hair was long, straight black and smooth enough for a commercial, tied into a high ponytail with a white hairband that hung to her waist. Her eyes beneath her bangs were quiet and focused as she stared at the book in her hands, occasionally turning the pages gently with her neatly trimmed fingers.

Maybe because she was too focused on reading, the girl did not react at all to Xue Jing's arrival.

"A student of Haru University? Judging from your age... it doesn't seem like that."

Xue Jing looked at the girl with some surprise and paused for a moment at her beautiful eyes that were slightly purple.

He is not wearing school uniform, so he is probably not a student of the affiliated high school. He may be a college student who looks younger than he actually is.

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

The seventh floor has a total of four large double-sided wooden bookshelves with sixteen rows, plus a wall-mounted bookshelf that completely covers three walls, leaving only a rest area. All the bookshelves are full, or even crammed with densely packed old books and documents.

The collection of books is astonishing.

In the absence of computer search and even the books are not classified, it is almost impossible to find the information you want from such a sea of ​​books. No wonder no one has been interested in this place for many years.

Xue Jing randomly selected a row of bookshelves, walked to the middle, and 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 burgundy hardcover cover. In the middle was a white book title written in Song font, and in the lower right corner was the author's name and the year the book was published written in even smaller white letters.

"Inferences on the Overlapping Phenomenon of Two Realms", author: Ning Furen, published in 1998.

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

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

Just as the literal meaning is, the two worlds overlap, which means 'two worlds overlap together'.

If the world is a car that keeps moving on the road, then the overlap of the two worlds is like two cars colliding with each other.

This phenomenon causes parts of the two worlds to be embedded in each other's 'bodies', and this overlapping area is called the 'border area'.

The globally accepted reason for this phenomenon is that the "driver" died.

Without the driver "God" to control the direction, the car will rush around on the road and will naturally collide with other cars without drivers.

"…"

Xue Jing opened the book and read two pages at random. The theories in the book seem to be full of errors and omissions nowadays, but they were cutting-edge research materials at the time, and laid an indelible foundation for today's research on overlapping phenomena. Although they are outdated as theoretical materials, they are very valuable as historical materials.

Putting the book back in its place, Xue Jing continued to search for a needle in a haystack, looking for clues that might be related to the "divine substance".

More than an hour later.

He 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. Just as he expected, he gained nothing.

Because I had expected it, I was not disappointed.

After calming down, Xue Jing picked up his phone and checked 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 walking towards him with a book in her hands.

Xue Jing's gaze was directed towards the girl's well-developed area - but he was not looking at that area, but at the book that the girl was holding there.

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

A glowing human figure with a halo on his head, countless wings growing from top to bottom, and radiating light all over his body. In his hands, he holds the azure Earth, and his head is facing upwards with his face unclear. He seems to be shouting something, and light is flowing down his body like blood, falling from the soles of his feet into an unknown abyss.

No one in the world does not know what this cover represents, which is the 'Death of God', or to put it more accurately and formally - '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 Was Not Dead".

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

The girl also nodded at him, and then stuffed the book in her hand into the gap on the top shelf of the bookshelf. However, because she was not tall enough, it looked a bit difficult for her to stand on tiptoe.

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

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

Seeing Xue Jing easily stuff the book into the gap above the bookshelf without having to stand on tiptoe, the girl blinked her clear eyes that were somewhat purple, and said, "Thank you."

Xue Jing hummed, not caring about this simple task.

After doing this, he did not stop and walked straight out of the library and went to the teaching building of the affiliated high school.

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By the time he stepped into the classroom, morning reading was about to end and classes were about to officially begin.

All the students in the class have arrived. Except for a very few students who are talking in a low voice, most of them are silently flipping through books or doing papers.

Students in elite classes are under a lot of pressure.

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

Xue Jing responded one by one, but when he reached his seat, he stopped.

His desk and chair were scratched.

The wood fiberboard was covered with criss-crossing scratches, and it looked horrible. There were also many words written on the table, mostly threatening words like "Kill, kill, kill", "You're dead", and "Be careful on your 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 with a sigh.

"What's going on?" Xue Jing's expression remained unchanged.

If this kind of bullying happens to you, let alone a high school student, even an adult would have some concerns in his heart.

But at this moment, he was just the same as he looked, with no inner fluctuations at all, he was just purely curious and wanted to know what happened.

Just as people who are used to fitness are generally very confident, a strong body will naturally lead 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 fangs and claws at him.

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

"There were some dead rats, dead cockroaches and other disgusting things stuffed in the drawer. I cleaned them up for you. But the words on the table were written with a marker. There's nothing I can do about it for now."

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

"Why thank you? We are all brothers." Li Ge replied, and then said:

"The most urgent task now is to find the culprit. Otherwise, if we keep seeing this happen every day, we'll be sick to death sooner or later."

"Have you offended anyone recently?"

After hearing this, Xue Jing thought about it carefully. He felt that he was quite well behaved and did not have the impression of 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 a villain who dares not show his face, but a warning of a threat."

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

"I guess they will pop out on their own during lunch break or after school. Just wait."

As long as a person is good enough, even if he has done nothing, he will naturally block the way of others and incur resentment from others. He has experienced this in his past and present lives.

There is no need to reflect on what you did wrong. There is no point in thinking about it. Just solve the problem when you encounter it. That's all.

Xue Jing sat on the chair and wanted to put the schoolbag in his hand into the drawer, but stopped halfway, feeling a little disgusted. After all, he had let go of 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 acting so calm and composed as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help but sigh, "How cool, Master Jing."

"But why don't we choose to 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 is a high probability that there will be trouble afterward."

"I have a simpler solution that doesn't require a teacher."

Li Ge hummed, and was silent for a while, then couldn't help but say, "You look so handsome, with a strange adult demeanor... or the margin of strength? These few words sounded a bit overwhelming..."

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

Xue Jing turned his head and saw a beautiful female student in a short school skirt standing at the door.

It was the school girl who brought him a towel during the physical examination yesterday.

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