I Stepped on a Bug, and the System Says I Slayed a Dragon?-Chapter 132: Blow up the Library? Isn’t This Smashing My Rice Bowl?

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Blow up the Library? Isn’t This Smashing My Rice Bowl?

After the brief interlude of their "reunion," Li Zixuan returned to Qin Yang’s side, holding the ancient tome of the Innate Sword Dao, and continued to seek his guidance.

The two of them went to the rest area in Area 1.

Qin Yang held the ancient tome and explained its contents in detail while Li Zixuan listened quietly beside him, diligently transcribing everything he said into her notebook.

In no time at all,

the Jianghai Martial Arts Academy’s swordsmanship manual was now whole again.

The missing sections had been completely filled in.

"Alright, that should just about do it. Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Li Zixuan flipped through her notebook and looked at Qin Yang with gratitude. "Your talent in the Sword Dao is truly incredible, Senior Brother."

’This guidance is incredibly significant for me. I’ve benefited so much.’

’A legacy lost for over a hundred years has finally been made whole again.’

’For the Martial Arts Academy, this is even more monumental!’

’If Elder Li found out his precious tome was complete again, he’d probably rush right over to thank Qin Yang in person.’

"It’s nothing. Go and digest what we’ve discussed, Junior Sister. I was only giving you a general overview."

Qin Yang smiled, stroking Xiaobai in his arms. "I’ve just given you a starting point," he said leisurely. "The rest is up to you to comprehend."

"Mm-hm."

Li Zixuan nodded and slowly stood up. "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother. You’ve spent so much time on this, and I’ve benefited immensely. I won’t disturb you any longer.

When you’re free after work one day, Senior Brother, I’ll be sure to thank you properly!"

With that,

she departed gracefully, clutching her notebook and the ancient tome.

.......

After Li Zixuan left, 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Qin Yang yawned, stood up, and started to head back, ready to return to his little slacking stool.

But just then!

"Master!"

Li Qinghe came jogging over, clutching several sheets of paper covered in complex Array Maps.

"What is it?"

Qin Yang glanced at Li Qinghe and yawned. "I just saw your Martial Aunt off. What is it now, my dear disciple?"

"You!"

Li Qinghe flushed with anger and embarrassment, but when she remembered how much Li Zixuan had clearly benefited, she suppressed her frustration.

After all.

’I’ve called him ’Master’ so many times already.’

’If I can’t get some guidance out of it to make it worthwhile, wouldn’t all those times have been for nothing?!’

At this thought,

Li Qinghe cleared her throat, recomposed her features, and offered a sweet smile as she handed the Inference Array drafts to Qin Yang.

"Master, there are some things I don’t understand, either. Could you give me some pointers on these arrays?"

"Arrays?"

Qin Yang took the papers, glanced at their contents, and immediately recognized the source of the arrays.

’It’s the Ten Thousand Array Map.’

’These were all arrays Li Qinghe had copied down after ’borrowing’ the map. The kid had just scribbled them down randomly at the time, without any rhyme or reason.’

’As a result, the copied arrays had no numbers, no names, and not even a clear indication of their tier.’

’Her skill was Third Level at best. Even if she could recognize the individual lines and symbols, she simply couldn’t make sense of them when they were all put together.’

’It was just too difficult for her!’

"Sigh. My dear disciple, you can’t even ace an open-book test."

Qin Yang handed the papers back and sighed. "Fine. I suppose your master can reluctantly give you some special tutoring."

"Great! Thank you, Master!"

Li Qinghe looked up at Qin Yang, and seeing that he’d agreed, she immediately began asking her questions.

A moment later, Qin Yang had casually offered a few pointers, explaining the array cores and the distribution of Star Force, before sending her away to figure out the rest on her own.

’That Qin guy... he really has some skill.’

Back in Area 2, Li Qinghe spread out her Array Map drafts. Looking at his annotations, she felt a sudden rush of enlightenment. All her problems were solved in an instant, and she couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

’The more I learn about Qin Yang, the farther away he seems.’

’It’s like he’s completely untouchable.’

"Where in the world did he get all this knowledge?"

Li Qinghe began to question her very existence.

"Could it be... that stuff he said about his ’slacker Cultivation’... was all real?!"

...

...

Time flowed on.

The sun sank in the west, its molten, red-gold afterglow streaming through the windows and spilling across the library’s checkered tiles, staining the floor a brilliant orange.

There were only a few minutes left until closing time.

Patrons inside the library packed their books, slung on their backpacks, and began to file toward the exit.

But just then,

a middle-aged man moved against the flow of the crowd. He entered the library, his timing impeccable, and slowly made his way toward an unremarkable row of bookshelves.

’I’m in... I’m in...’

He glanced back at the security gates, his eyes flashing with the vicious glint of someone betting everything on one last gamble.

’Useless trash, all of you...’

The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes sweeping over the lingering patrons as if they were already dead. Once he was sure no one was watching, he headed for the library’s restroom.

....

SHHHHH~

At the sink, a faucet turned on, the water rushing out.

The middle-aged man stood rigidly before the mirror. He splashed cold water on his face, wiping it roughly before staring at his reflection.

Haggard. Deranged.

A crazed desperation flickered in his eyes.

As a former manager at the Jianghai Library, he was familiar with most of its rooms and knew the patterns of foot traffic throughout the day.

It was precisely this unique background that led the "Church" to choose him for this special mission.

’Everyone has to die...’

The middle-aged man looked down, wiped his dripping hands on his shirt, and reached into his pocket. He fumbled for a moment before pulling out two specially crafted Star Stones.

The Array Patterns on these Star Stones had been deliberately distorted, and the Star Force they contained was already overflowing. Injecting just a bit more Star Force would trigger a terrifying repulsive reaction.

Then,

the unstable Star Force explosion would easily be enough to destroy the first floor’s load-bearing walls.

In an instant, the Jianghai Library, a place with over a century of history, would be reduced to rubble and consumed by smoke and fire!

"Fire me, will you?!"

"Today, all of you will pay the price!"

The middle-aged man clutched his hair, his breath coming in beast-like pants. Gripping a Star Stone in each hand, he began to pour his Star Force into them.

ZZZZT—

Purple electricity arced across their surfaces, emitting a terrifying sizzle.

Cracks appeared and spread across the Star Stones’ surfaces, rapidly branching out like a spiderweb.

"Faster, faster!"

The middle-aged man kept pouring in Star Force, his eyes bulging with the strain. The whites were completely bloodshot, making him look like a demon from Hell.

HUMMMMM—

The sizzling gave way to a deep hum. The purple electricity around the man intensified, growing from thin threads into vicious, whipping tendrils.

"It’s working!"

The middle-aged man was ecstatic. He remembered his friends from the Church telling him,

’Once the sound changes to a hum, the Star Stones’ detonation will be irreversible. Not even the Hall Master himself could stop it!’

"Hahaha! No one can stop us now!"

The man laughed maniacally, his eyes fixed on the Star Stones, ready to witness the glorious explosion.

But just then.

Suddenly!

A hand appeared from outside his line of sight and pressed down on the Star Stone, as if hitting an off switch.

CLICK!

All the purple electricity was snuffed out in an instant. The detonation process came to an abrupt halt.

"Hey, man..."

Qin Yang stood beside him, blowing away a wisp of smoke from his fingertip and sighing in resignation.

"If you blow up the library, aren’t you smashing my rice bowl?"