Chapter 68: Isn’t University Life Just Skipping Class to Play Games?

“Mmm… class is over?”

As Bai Ling rubbed her eyes, a strand of hair, with a sophora flower caught in the end, fell onto Xu Zhi’s shoulder.

She only remembered that she seemed to have had a dream.
In the dream, she was hugging a small sun, which was warm and broad, and exuded a pleasant cedarwood scent.

Then the small sun suddenly turned into Xu Zhi’s appearance, and he was even holding a string of candied haws…

“Eh?”

The sound of desks and chairs rubbing against the floor suddenly woke the girl up.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh?

The girl looked at the wet patch on Xu Zhi’s shoulder and was shocked.

‘So, just now, I was actually leaning on Xu Zhi’s shoulder and slept through the whole class?’

“S-sorry…”
The girl awkwardly tried to wipe the wet patch on Xu Zhi’s shoulder.

“It’s… it’s okay!”
Xu Zhi unnaturally turned his face away.
Otherwise, the heat on his cheeks would be seen by the girl.

“Zhou Xuan, are you ready?”
He pressed his headset, using the question to hide his embarrassment.

“Completely OK, boss!”

‘Ready? Ready for what?’

Of course, it was to prepare for Feng Yi’s remaining seven hours of campus life.

Even though Xu Zhi had already decided to temporarily suspend the execution of Feng Yi, he still couldn’t guarantee that Feng Yi wouldn’t go crazy in the next seven hours.

So, forty minutes ago, he had already asked Zhou Xuan to start preparing to control the scene.

For this, Zhou Xuan had specially disguised a film crew, and under the pretext of filming a movie, he had evacuated all irrelevant civilians and had the members of the Demon Suppression Division’s special operations team play the roles of NPCs.
This was a huge investment.

Of course, this action had not been requested by Ye Zi.
It was entirely Xu Zhi’s own decision as a Demon Suppression Envoy.

She didn’t know that Xu Zhi was planning to let Feng Yi live for another seven hours, and she didn’t even know that Xu Zhi was already by Feng Yi’s side.

With her style, she would definitely not allow Xu Zhi to do this, and would even issue a mandatory order for Xu Zhi to execute Feng Yi on the spot.

So Xu Zhi was actually already prepared to be punished.

But he trusted his intuition, he trusted his master, Xiao Mochen, and he trusted the girl even more.

He believed that doing this was the right thing.

“Do you know what all university students have experienced?”
Xu Zhi suddenly said.

“Skipping class to go to an internet cafe to play games?”
The girl tilted her head.

“It’s eating at the cafeteria!”
A hand knife “thumped” on the girl’s forehead.

The girl let out a small, animal-like whimper.

And Xu Zhi had already walked to Feng Yi’s side.
“Classmate, it’s time for lunch.”

The university cafeteria should have been crowded at noon, but at this moment, there were only a few dozen scattered people.

This cafeteria had been rented by Zhou Xuan under the pretext of filming a movie.
The “students” who were currently in the cafeteria were all NPCs played by members of the special operations team.

It was really hard on him.

“Here, you have to try the cafeteria’s food when you’re in university.”
The girl pressed Feng Yi down on a cafeteria chair.
“What do you want to eat? My treat!”

“I… I don’t know…”
Feng Yi scratched his face in embarrassment.
He didn’t know what he wanted to eat either.
Or rather, he didn’t even know if he could still taste the food.

Except for the sweet taste of the half-cup of milk tea he had drunk when he woke up in Lu Qingyu’s medical hall, his long-unused tongue didn’t seem to have tasted anything else.

“This is also one of the three major problems in life.”
Xu Zhi pinched his chin and glanced at the girl.
“Then I’ll just order something.”

“What are the three major problems in life?”

“What to eat for breakfast? What to eat for lunch? What to eat for dinner?”
The girl turned her head and looked at Xu Zhi’s back as he went to get food.

Today, even the role of the cafeteria auntie was played by a member of the special operations team.

This guy seemed to be very into his role.
He had even gotten a wig from somewhere and put it on his head.
His hand, while serving food, trembled even more than a Parkinson’s patient’s.

“Pfft, so that’s how it is.
I’ve never thought about this problem before.”

This young man, who was left in the 27 years ago, was actually amused by this sentence.

“After all, things are different now than they were back then.”
Xu Zhi placed a bowl of beef noodles in front of him.
“There are more choices, so it’s harder to choose.”

Feng Yi looked at the large piece of beef in the bowl, which was steaming.
His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.
“What I saw today is not what I imagined…”

“I’m telling you, the university students now, one or two of them, are either skipping class to play games or playing on their phones in class.”
The girl picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork, blew on it to cool it down, and put it in her mouth.
Her face suddenly turned ugly.

The guy who was playing the role of the cook was really not good at cooking.
She could accept it if this sweet and sour pork was too sweet or too sour, but what did it mean for it to be bitter?

She blinked her eyes and looked at the bowl of beef noodles in front of Feng Yi.
It looked pretty good.
She didn’t know how it tasted.

‘Maybe it was also very bad.’

‘He wouldn’t suddenly shout, “I don’t eat beef,” and then start killing because the cafeteria food was too bad, right?’

“Thank you…”
Feng Yi’s mouth opened slightly, and he buried his head and stuffed the noodles into his mouth.

He kept repeating the mechanical swallowing.
His numb taste buds couldn’t taste sour, sweet, bitter, or spicy anymore.
The half-cup of sickeningly sweet milk tea from this morning seemed to be his last taste memory.

“So after eating at the cafeteria, it’s playing basketball?”
The girl raised her hand to block the noon sun shining down from above and watched the young men sweating on the basketball court.

Feng Yi’s movements were as stiff as a robot.
Xu Zhi passed the ball to him.
He held the ball and tried to shoot.
The girl, who was standing a few hundred meters away, could almost hear the sound of rusty gears from his joints.

“That’s a travel!”

A big and burly “student” agent grabbed the basketball.
The school uniform he was wearing for disguise tore, revealing the bulletproof vest underneath.
But the ball was stuck to Feng Yi’s hand, and he couldn’t pull it away.

“Isn’t that a complete foul…”
Gu Xiyan nimbly jumped to the girl’s side.
“Want some?”

She handed over an ice pop.

“I can’t believe it.
He almost killed me last night, and today I have to be an NPC and play role-playing with him.”

“He’s going to die anyway.
At least let him have a last meal before he goes.”
The girl retreated to the shade of the trees by the basketball court and unwrapped the plastic packaging of the ice pop.

The cold, sweet taste flowed into her throat, making the girl comfortably narrow her eyes.

“So you really are a girl?”

“Mmm…”
The girl lowered her head in embarrassment.
This kind of identity reveal was always so awkward.

“Yesterday at the comic convention, I thought your skills were a bit off…”
Gu Xiyan moved closer and lightly bumped the girl’s shoulder.
“I didn’t expect you, you brat, to actually be a demon slayer?”

She couldn’t get rid of the inherent impression of the girl as a girly boy for a while and would subconsciously use a more masculine address.

“Fess up.
What’s your relationship with Xu Zhi?”

“We’re just normal childhood friends…”

“OK, then I still have a chance!”

“What chance?”
The girl was stunned.

‘Holy crap, doesn’t this girl also like Xu Zhi?’

‘Can that blockhead be so popular with girls?’

But Gu Xiyan didn’t give an answer.
She just moved closer to the girl.
“I didn’t expect that Qing Lin, who could draw such lewd doujinshi, was actually a girl.”

“Don’t you also read the doujinshi I draw?”

The cheers of the young men on the basketball court exploded like a tide.
A hoarse “nice shot!” suddenly burst from Feng Yi’s mouth.

That was Xu Zhi making a buzzer-beating three-pointer.

Unfortunately, Bai Ling didn’t understand the value of this three-pointer.
As a former gloomy otaku, she didn’t even know the rules of basketball.

Xu Zhi lifted his jersey to wipe his sweat.
The shadow of the camphor tree flowed in the grooves of his abdominal muscles, and the sweat beads rolled down his V-line, refracting a fine rainbow light in the noon sun.

The ice pop in the girl’s mouth cracked with a “crack,” and the sugar water dripped onto the skin of her collarbone.

‘This waist is even more perfect than the male protagonists in the doujinshi she draws…’

“Hiss…”
Gu Xiyan suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.
“A zombie can actually grin?”

In the sunlight on the basketball court, when Feng Yi stiffly high-fived Xu Zhi, the young man who was forever left in the summer of 27 years ago, the corners of his mouth actually curved into an arc.