Qi Xia looked toward Chen Junnan in the distance and asked, “Have you seen this young man before?”
“I don’t seem to have any impression of him,” Chen Junnan said, then glanced at Qin Dingdong. “You should ask Sister Dong about this.”
After hearing this, Qin Dingdong also shook her head. “I haven’t seen him either.”
Throughout the entire night, that young “Hero” remained quiet, and everyone managed to get a good night’s sleep.
The next day, Chen Junnan woke up early. After confirming that his teammates were all still asleep, he strolled to the classroom door.
Qi Xia was sitting there with his eyes open, looking as though he hadn’t slept all night.
“Yo, Old Qi, you’re looking pretty energetic,” Chen Junnan said. “Up so early—are you planning to go practice sword forms in the park?”
“Chen Junnan… are you certain you won’t bring anyone?” Qi Xia asked.
“What?” Chen Junnan gave a bitter smile. “Do you think I’m going to die?”
“Of course not,” Qi Xia replied. “I hope you don’t die.”
“Well, there you go then.” Chen Junnan waved his hand and opened the classroom door. “I’m not too familiar with this area anymore. I’ll go ask Little Chu for an address first.”
“Be careful then.”
“Got it.”
Chen Junnan bid farewell to Qi Xia and left the building before dawn had even broken.
He was just about to head to Chu Tianqiu’s classroom to get clear directions when he noticed the little “Hero” who had appeared last night standing at the door of Chu Tianqiu’s classroom, trembling as he held a short sword folded from newspaper in his hands.
His face looked pale, with dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn’t slept all night.
“Yo, if it isn’t the ‘Hero,'” Chen Junnan said with a smile, walking forward a few steps. “What’s this? Delivering newspapers to people bright and early in the morning?”
“Civilian… step back a bit…” The young man turned around somewhat nervously, and the newspaper short sword in his hand also trembled. “It smells terrible here… there’s something wrong here…”
“If there’s a problem, then charge right in,” Chen Junnan sighed. “Aren’t you tired of standing here holding that newspaper all night?”
“Charge in…?” The young man frowned. “But I’m a ‘Hero.’ If I unfortunately die in battle…”
“Don’t worry, if you die, I’m still here.” Chen Junnan patted the young man’s shoulder. “I’m Calabash Kid. I’ll handle whatever monsters you can’t deal with.”
After hearing this, the young man looked at Chen Junnan with confusion for a moment, nodded slightly, then took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the door.
There was nothing unusual inside. Five people were staying there.
Chu Tianqiu was writing on the blackboard, Yun Yao was chatting with Tiantian, while Xu Liunian and Zhang Shan were sitting to the side in a daze.
Chen Junnan cautiously looked at these five people, then stepped inside first.
“Little Chu,” Chen Junnan called out. “This young master needs your help with something.”
“Civilian, you…” The young man reached out to try to stop Chen Junnan but was impatiently pushed aside by him.
“What is it?” Chu Tianqiu asked with a smile. He glanced at the young man beside him, thought for a moment, then asked, “You’re the child Zhang Shan brought back yesterday… what was your name again?”
Zhang Shan said quietly from the side, “Zheng Yingxiong.”
“That’s right… I am the ‘Hero’…” The young man nodded seriously. “Excuse me… do you… do you have…”
Chen Junnan reached out and ruffled the young man’s head, perfectly interrupting his words. “Kid, why are you asking people for things so early in the morning?”
After saying this, he turned to look at Chu Tianqiu.
“Little Chu, draw me a map. This young master wants to go play with that old lecher Earth-Snake.” He pushed the young man back a step, walked forward a few paces, and stood right between the four people and the young man.
“‘Earth-Snake’…?” Chu Tianqiu nodded. “That’s a bit far. Let Yun Yao draw it for you.”
After hearing this, Yun Yao nodded, pulled out a notebook from her bag, thought briefly, then quickly sketched out a rough map.
After Chen Junnan took it, he waved his hand. “Thanks, big star.”
Yun Yao was startled. “You know me?”
“Of course,” Chen Junnan nodded. “You even said before that you could introduce me to Liu Yan. I was so thrilled back then—I’m a huge fan of Liu Yan’s balls.”
“Balls fan…?”
With those words, the atmosphere on the scene became somewhat awkward.
Chen Junnan swallowed and corrected himself word by word: “I meant to say ‘movie fan.'”
“What kind of person is this…” Yun Yao shook her head helplessly, showing a disdainful expression on her face. “I’ve drawn your map. Hurry up and leave.”
“Right, I’m leaving now.” Chen Junnan reached out to take the note and tucked it in his chest, then turned to the young man and said, “‘Hero,’ come out with me. I have something to tell you.”
He grabbed the young man’s arm and pulled him out of the room, then went to the other side of the corridor.
“Civilian, what are you doing?” The young man asked somewhat puzzled as he adjusted his newspaper crown.
“How long have you been crazy, you little brat?”
“What do you mean I’m crazy?” The young man tucked the short sword back at his waist. “It’s just that you don’t understand what a ‘Hero’ does. I’m destined to be different from all of you.”
“So?” Chen Junnan used one finger to flick at the short sword folded from newspaper. “You smell a ‘stench’ and you’re planning to fight monsters with this broken paper? Are you wiping the monster’s face?”
“I…” The young man pursed his lips. “Among everyone, only I can detect this kind of stench. If I don’t do something…”
“Come on,” Chen Junnan sighed. “Kid, your ability is so special, you’re just lacking some brains. Last night you went to a room where there’s someone called Qi Xia. Go chat with him and see if he can help boost your intelligence.”
“Qi Xia…?” The young man pondered for a moment. “But I’m a ‘Hero.’ I’m destined to be lonely…”
“Alright, alright.” Chen Junnan waved his hand. “Your hero level is way too low. Go find Old Qi and have him give you an enhancement patch.”
He stopped paying attention to the young man and walked out of the building toward the light of dawn.
This mission was very important. Not only did he need to stand out in Earth-Snake’s game, but he also had to try his best to extract the whereabouts of “Heavenly-Snake” from that old lecher’s mouth.
If only Heavenly-Horse and Heavenly-Tiger had started taking action, then there might still be a chance… but once all the “Heavenly-level” Zodiacs mobilized, Qi Xia’s situation would become dangerous.
No one knew what that lunatic Heavenly-Dragon would do to Qi Xia.
Chen Junnan walked to the school gate and exchanged a few polite pleasantries with the guard at the entrance. He then took out the map to check it and roughly determined the direction. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed someone approaching from the distance.
He looked up and focused his gaze—they were all wearing leather jackets.
Before Chen Junnan could see their faces clearly, he reached out to close the iron school gate behind him, then said to the guard at the entrance, “Go back and call for people.”
“Ah…?” The young guard hesitated for a moment, then immediately turned around and ran back.
It seemed that the “Land of Finality” was truly about to change.
Chen Junnan stretched lazily and did some stretching exercises. At this time, the people in the distance also came into view.
“Hm…?” Chen Junnan thought there would be a big battle, but unexpectedly, all the approaching faces were familiar. “Little Song?”
Song Qi’s expression today was completely different from yesterday’s.
“I want to see Chu Tianqiu,” Song Qi said.
“Oh, telling me is useless. I’m not one of the lackeys here.” Chen Junnan looked at Song Qi with a smile, then at the mass of black-clothed people behind him. “Little Song, such a big formation—you’re planning to fight, right?”
“There’s a possibility we’ll fight,” Song Qi said as he sized up the man before him. He knew Chen Junnan had retained many memories, but he didn’t know exactly who he was.
“If you’re going to fight, wait a moment,” Chen Junnan said. “I have a few buddies who aren’t up yet. After they leave, you can fight however you want.”
“Brother, I didn’t ask you last time… can you give me your name this time?” Song Qi said.
“Calabash Kid,” Chen Junnan replied. “Any advice?”
