Good medicine tastes bitter but cures illness; honest advice grates on the ears but benefits one's conduct.
The truth isn't pleasant to hear—this has been so since ancient times.
A Dragon King who has survived for thousands of years falling in love with me, someone who transmigrated less than a day ago?
That kind of development was somewhat brain-dead.
With a light sigh, Lin Chen extinguished his thoughts of being a kept man.
He dried his hair, then followed Jotaro out of the bathroom.
Lunch was eaten in the school cafeteria.
However, quite a few students ate bento boxes they brought themselves.
This world had merged with quite a few slice-of-life anime worlds, so Japanese-style culture had considerable influence here.
The meat porridge he ate in the morning had already been completely consumed during the high-intensity training.
Thinking about the afternoon's swordsmanship training and combat classes still ahead...
Lin Chen painfully spent 100 yuan to eat his fill.
His breathing technique was progressing—the LV2 progress bar was already almost halfway full.
The higher the breathing technique level, the higher the training intensity and efficiency would be, and the greater the demand for food.
In the original work, the Pillars were basically all big eaters.
The afternoon was swordsmanship sparring again.
Actually, the swordsmanship class was divided into two sections.
It wasn't an entire afternoon of combat practice.
The total course was four hours—the first half was learning breathing technique swordsmanship, and the second half was sparring training.
In the afternoon, Xia Mi's observation of Lin Chen became increasingly blatant.
This also attracted quite a few jealous gazes directed at Lin Chen's back.
Xia Mi's popularity at school was quite high.
Amazing talent, incredibly beautiful appearance, friendly and approachable personality.
Apart from being slightly flat in one area, she was practically perfect in every other aspect.
The afternoon training efficiency was slightly lower.
After all, the human body has its limits. Breathing techniques could help the body recover faster, but not that exaggeratedly.
Throughout the entire afternoon, Lin Chen rested much more than in the morning.
However, after the whole afternoon, the Martial Arts Panel's progress had still improved considerably.
[Water Breathing Technique proficiency +2]
[Water Breathing Swordsmanship proficiency +2]
Up until now, in one day he had gained a full seven points of breathing technique proficiency, and swordsmanship was slower but still had two points.
He could still do extra practice when he got home tonight.
Lin Chen couldn't help but sigh—having a cheat really made progress fast.
It was truly too exaggerated.
His progress in less than two days had already far surpassed his predecessor's two and a half years of training.
"Oh right."
"Some people might not know yet, so I'll remind everyone here."
"Recently, the spatial fluctuation index around Z City has been rising quite quickly. There may be new, random spatial rifts appearing."
Near the end of class, the swordsmanship teacher gathered all the students early to remind them.
"On your way home, it's best to stick to the main roads. If you encounter any abnormal phenomena or strange creatures, run and call for help immediately. Don't try to be a hero."
The swordsmanship teacher was giving reminders up front, but the students below didn't really care much.
Spatial fluctuation index increases basically happened once every month or two.
The phenomenon of this world connecting to new other worlds was simply too common.
Lin Chen was originally somewhat worried.
But in his predecessor's memories, this kind of thing really wasn't considered too dangerous.
Of course, there were definitely unlucky people every year.
In this situation, one could only stay vigilant, but even that had limited usefulness.
If you really encountered something, you could only consider yourself unlucky.
"Class dismissed then."
After finishing the reminder, the dismissal bell happened to ring right on cue.
The swordsmanship teacher's control over class timing was remarkably precise. Without looking back, he quickly left the classroom.
Lin Chen grabbed his backpack and left.
Class ending wasn't the end—he had to go home and grind.
In a high-martial world, could you afford not to grind? Not to mention he had a cheat. Not grinding would be letting down this cheat.
Xia Mi originally wanted to cling to Lin Chen and leave school together.
But midway, she was called away directly by the Dean of Students.
With Xia Mi gone, Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Now he was completely certain that Xia Mi must have discovered that his improvement speed was abnormal.
But Teacher Dai Ye didn't have that much malice toward humans.
Plus, the Xia Mi personality was currently dominant.
It wasn't that dangerous, just a bit stressful.
The way home was quite smooth.
Lin Chen carried his backpack, jogging along. The old residential district was not far ahead.
"What's that?"
Lin Chen's gaze was suddenly attracted by a girl on the road ahead.
It wasn't because the girl was very good-looking.
Rather, it was because her appearance and outfit looked very much like an old acquaintance Lin Chen knew of.
A head of pink curly hair, straight-cut bangs, quite an outstanding appearance.
A black dress, with only the collar area being white.
It looked like a standardized school uniform.
She didn't look very old, also appearing to be a high school student, but her figure was quite outstanding.
Several levels above Xia Mi.
All of this was quite attention-grabbing, but Lin Chen's attention was immediately focused on the black butterfly ribbon on her straight-cut bangs.
These physical features, plus that black butterfly ribbon that resembled her signature accessory.
She looked exactly like that pink demon symbolizing chaos that Lin Chen knew of.
Of course, not Diavolo, and not Bocchi-chan either.
But Fujiwara Chika.
Known as "Earth's Cancer."
This one was also from Kaguya-sama: Love Is War. In that youth romance anime filled with the sour smell of love...
She was the existence who remained single until the very end through sheer hard power.
However, Lin Chen's favorability toward this kind of good-looking, somewhat airheaded character was still quite high.
Especially since the Secretary really did have a great personality.
At this moment, Secretary Fujiwara was standing at the street intersection, looking quite confused.
Adhering to the friendly principle of helping others.
Lin Chen prepared to go forward and help her solve whatever small difficulty she might be having.
In a high-martial world, there shouldn't be any cliché plot of "hero saves beauty only to be used as a shield." (TL/N: Don't jinx it, Bro.)
Looking at Secretary Fujiwara's expression, plus the fact that she was a young lady appearing in this kind of old neighborhood...
Most likely she was lost.
"Hello."
Lin Chen walked forward and greeted her.
An important point about slice-of-life anime characters was that they gave people a sense of security.
You wouldn't worry about them suddenly transforming into a super boss.
However, just as Lin Chen walked over and had just raised his hand to greet her—
The next instant, he felt a strong sensation of weightlessness.
Secretary Fujiwara opposite him also had a look of shock on her face, then screamed loudly.
"Damn." (TL/N: Told you.)
Lin Chen couldn't help but curse.
Did it have to be this cliché?
They had just mentioned spatial fluctuations, and he immediately encountered one.
And it wasn't encountering a dangerous creature crawling out from a random spatial rift.
A spatial rift directly opened instantly beneath his feet.
Zero-frame startup—how was he supposed to defend against that?
He fell through the spatial tunnel for about two seconds.
Weng.
The surrounding scenery changed dramatically. A dizziness more nauseating than the weightlessness assaulted Lin Chen.
Making him dry heave twice.
He was no longer in the spatial tunnel now.
They had appeared in a forest.
The moon hung like a round disk, emitting bright moonlight.
Combined with the reflection from the snow on the ground, the forest at night didn't seem that dark.
"Huu."
Lin Chen exhaled, breathing out white mist.
He felt that this was probably no longer the original high-martial world.