Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 93 - Faith

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Faith

Ma Shicheng finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He quickly took out his phone, tapped on the game icon, and got ready for a big round.

Guo Kunnan suddenly slapped the table and stood up, laughing wildly as he pointed at Ma Shicheng and said to Dan Kaiquan,

“Hahaha, you lost, right? I told you he couldn’t last one evening of self-study. Buy me a bucket of instant noodles tonight. I want the mushroom chicken stew flavor.”

Dan Kaiquan looked at Ma Shicheng with a mix of pain and anger,

“You useless thing, why couldn’t you hold on for just one more class?”

They had argued over how long Ma Shicheng could persevere, eventually settling on a bet of a bucket of instant noodles.

Now that he’d lost, a bucket of instant noodles cost four yuan!

Listening to their words, Ma Shicheng felt furious inside, but he didn’t respond. The situation was such that he just played for a while, at most two rounds.

He would continue studying later and prove himself to them.

How could they take such pleasure in his troubles? They truly didn’t know anything.

Ignorant people wouldn’t understand how resolute he was; he really was going to try hard.

Ma Shicheng logged into the game and glanced at the rankings. Not bad, although Dan Kaiquan had moved up a bit, he hadn’t surpassed him yet.

For peace of mind in his next study session, Ma Shicheng decided to aim for a higher score, so he could rest easy.

Ma Shicheng started a game round, but perhaps because he had studied for two classes, his performance wasn’t as sharp—he didn’t do well this round.

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So, Ma Shicheng started another round. This time his condition wasn’t bad, but unfortunately, he still couldn’t break the record.

Ma Shicheng started another round!

And so, Jiang Ning saw Ma Shicheng starting rounds over and over.

Huang Zhongfei picked up a stool and sat in front of the podium. As the class monitor, he had to maintain discipline during the last session of evening self-study if there was no teacher.

“Do you guys know where Wu Xiaoqi went?” Huang Zhongfei asked.

Guo Kunnan shouted, “He went out to play basketball.”

“With the next class over.”

Huang Zhongfei sighed. It was self-study time, and students weren’t allowed to go out and play basketball, yet Wu Xiaoqi didn’t care about such rules.

He didn’t know whether to note Wu Xiaoqi’s name in the attendance book.

The class was getting a bit noisy, and Huang Zhongfei was ready to remind everyone to be quiet. If they were too loud, they would disturb Class 1 next door.

As he was about to speak, the room went completely dark in an instant, plunging the entire classroom into darkness.

Everyone’s vision went black in an instant.

The classroom was silent at first.

After a few seconds, it was as if the class had exploded, and noise came from all directions:

“Holy shit, holy shit!”

“Is there a power outage?”

“The lights in the teaching building outside are out too, it’s really a power outage!”

“Ow ow ow!”

From the darkness, the joyful screams of the students could be heard.

Ma Shicheng quit the game and turned on the flashlight on his phone, lighting up a spot in the darkness.

A few other students with phones followed suit.

Somebody called out in the dark, “Folks, don’t turn on your phones, what are you doing with your phones!”

In that moment, as if by some miracle, the students agreed and silently turned off their phone flashlights.

The classroom returned to darkness, and someone said in a deep voice,

“On a dark and windy night…”

Another person in a pinched voice said, “I like Huang Zhongfei.”

Huang Zhongfei recognized the voice as a guy’s and couldn’t help but feel a chill.

“I like Bai Yuxia.”

“Scram.”

Such remarks set the class ablaze, and raucous voices erupted:

“Cui Yu, I know you’re excited, but can you please put your pants on?”

“Grass, who the hell are you?” Cui Yu felt slandered.

“Pang Jiao, you’re really ugly, can you look in the mirror at yourself?”

“Kaiquan Dan, please stop touching me!”

Kaiquan Dan: “I’m not, don’t falsely accuse me!”

“I want to be the class president!”

“Bai Yuxia is my woman,” declared a voice with an androgynous timbre.

Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense swept over the room, and the speaker was unexpectedly Yang Sheng.

The entire classroom was in chaos.

Geng Lu faced the darkness, her vision blocked at this moment, while a cacophony of voices buzzed in her ears, their clamor stoking the restlessness in her heart even further.

She thought of the afternoon, thought of Jiang Ning’s silhouette bathed in sunlight.

At that moment, as she watched Jiang Ning, she felt as though she was standing in a Dark Corner, realizing how ordinary she was—her family, her grades, even her looks were not as outstanding as those of Bai Yuxia and the others.

She felt inferior, her mysterious thoughts conspiring within; she no longer wished to speak with Jiang Ning, feeling that perhaps this break was for the better, at least there’d be no more worries in the future, just a nodding acquaintance.

But upon deeper reflection, she felt dissatisfied.

It felt as if she were trapped in a circle, unable to escape no matter what.

Why did she harbor these special feelings towards Jiang Ning? It had only been less than two months since school started.

Truthfully, Geng Lu didn’t know. It might have been Jiang Ning saving her from an awkward situation, his superior gaming skills, maybe his looks, or possibly his grades…too many reasons.

Her myriad thoughts were tumbling and clashing, as if countless tangled ropes were interwoven in her mind.

She covered her ears, unable to come up with an answer.

But, does it matter?

Not everything has to be logical.

At this moment, Geng Lu had an epiphany, and her troubles were swept away.

She cemented her resolve.

Looking into the pitch-black classroom, Geng Lu suddenly had a bold idea.

The power outage was happening at the perfect time, perhaps the only chance in three years.

Thinking of Jiang Ning’s cold and deep face made her heart pound and her blood rush faster.

A golden opportunity; would she cower back in fear or boldly move forward?

Why bother so much?

With determination, she reached out her hand.

I won’t back down anymore!

At the same time, Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense detected a disturbance, a hand reaching for his face.

Jiang Ning dodged back, easily evading it. His Divine Sense swept again—it was Geng Lu.

‘What is she trying to do?’ Jiang Ning wondered.

In the darkness, Geng Lu’s cheeks were flushed red, her eyes brave.

She had actually missed just now, despite having judged the position correctly.

Unyielding, Geng Lu leaned forward, one hand on the desk, reaching for Jiang Ning with the other.

Today, she only allowed for success.

Witnessing Geng Lu’s stance, Jiang Ning’s expression turned stern. He finally understood her intentions. He would have never imagined the usually quiet and graceful Geng Lu could be so bold.

So, she had been holding back the entire evening self-study for this?

If she dares to do this now, what about the future?

Jiang Ning had intended to reprimand her sternly.

But as his Divine Sense circled around Geng Lu and the words reached his lips, he pulled them back.

After all, Geng Lu was a young girl. If he rebuked her publicly, it would undoubtedly cause her immense shame and might even lead her down a wrong path.

Besides, Geng Lu was talented in painting, and he knew her well; perhaps she was just impulsive, so there was no need to be harsh with her.

So Jiang Ning activated his Spiritual Power, employing the ‘Sound Transmission Technique.’

Geng Lu was about to make her move when suddenly she heard a voice by her ear: “Incoming call.” She jolted in fright and instantly retracted her hand.

The call never came.

Geng Lu, her Divine Soul still unsettled, was afraid.

She took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and thought with relief:

“Thank goodness there was no call. If Jiang Ning had seen that, I would have been too ashamed to face him!”