Chapter 31: Do Not Fall for Jiang Chen

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Unexpectedly, Ji Chenling did not even spare them a glance. He carried Lu Xi straight to the empty seats in the last row.

“Does Big Sister prefer the seat by the wall, or the one on the outside?” he asked with a smile after setting her down.

“The one inside. It feels safer there.” Lu Xi’s face was as red as a boiled shrimp.

“All right.” Ji Chenling shifted aside, preparing to let her in.

Lu Xi did not move. “No, you sit inside.”

Ji Chenling was stunned. She was giving him the safer seat?

Then the corners of his lips curled upward, and he did not refuse.

His mood was excellent. Jiang Chen, however, sitting in the fourth row, was so furious that he ground his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

The moment Lu Xi sat down, the fellow beside her leaned over, narrowing his eyes as he smiled at her like a fox spirit bent on seduction.

“Does Big Sister have a boyfriend in the real world?” he suddenly asked.

Lu Xi shook her head. “I’ve never been in love.”

She had spent most of her time receiving treatment, even spending the holidays and New Year’s festivals in a hospital bed.

Having a healthy body had been her lifelong wish.

Leukemia was also known as blood cancer. Before falling ill, she had been constantly rushing about to make a living. Aside from studying, she worked part-time, leaving her no time at all for romance.

Thus, she remained single from birth until now.

Lu Xi did not think there was anything wrong with that. On the contrary, she enjoyed living alone.

Ji Chenling looked at her. “That Jiang Chen isn’t good enough for you. Don’t pay him any attention after you get out.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he added venomously, “He reeks of poverty. Don’t spend his money. Remember, that money is his life.”

“How can you look down on poor people?” Lu Xi instinctively retorted.

“I’m not looking down on poor people. Jiang Chen isn’t poor in body, but poor in spirit,” Ji Chenling corrected her. “A man may be poor in material things, but poverty of the heart is an absolute taboo.”

“Big Sister, don’t fall for Jiang Chen,” the young man added.

“We don’t even know whether we can make it to the final stage yet. Isn’t it a little too early to be thinking about what happens after we get out?” Lu Xi said with a smile.

“Besides, you told me before about that… What was it? Right—the Lord of Death! He’s guarding the final door. If he refuses to let me leave, then even if I clear every dungeon world, I’ll still end up trapped here until I die, won’t I?”

At the mention of this, Lu Xi sighed.

Ever since she had crossed into this world, the system had appeared only once, briefly introducing her task. It had never shown itself again.

Sometimes, in a daze, Lu Xi even suspected that her memories had become confused. Perhaps there had never been any transmigration system at all. Perhaps she had simply come here—and if she died, then she would truly die.

Even if she survived to the end of the story, she might still be unable to return to the world that should have been hers.

“He’ll let you go…” Ji Chenling murmured softly, his eyes flickering as he gazed into the distance.

He had always loathed transmigrated women, but… this time, there could be an exception.

And only this one exception.

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Ji Chenling had never had a friend in his entire life. Everyone who approached him, fawned over him, or feared him did so for personal gain.

His mother hated him. His father envied him. From the moment he was born, he had been unworthy of affection.

“Hmm?” Lu Xi had not heard him clearly. “What did you say?”

Ji Chenling turned his head, once again putting on his shamelessly cheeky expression. He leaned toward her with a grin.

“I said Big Sister is beautiful. Don’t choose Jiang Chen—choose me, all right?”

“Go away.” Lu Xi pushed him lightly. “Stop making fun of me all the time.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m narrow-minded. I can’t take a joke.” The girl pursed her lips, answering with complete sincerity.

Apparently, one of his remarks had once again struck someone’s funny bone. Ji Chenling collapsed over the desk, laughing uncontrollably.

“What’s so funny?” Lu Xi shot him an annoyed look.

Teacher Qin rapped on the desk. “Everyone, please remain quiet. I’m about to announce tonight’s study-hall assignment.”

“Everyone, open the class group chat and take part in the lottery.”

Teacher Qin did not explain how the lottery worked. He merely told everyone coldly to click into it.

There were fifty-two students in the class, and one after another, they began clicking the link.

The NPCs were the most enthusiastic. The players, on the other hand, waited cautiously for several minutes.

“Two minutes remaining. Any student who has not participated in the lottery by the end of the countdown will be punished.” Teacher Qin suddenly raised an eerie smile.

He was short, with a square, rounded face. His eyes were cloudy, and his skin was unnaturally pale—not the complexion of a living person.

The players exchanged glances, but could only click into the lottery.

At the same time, Ji Yunxuan created another group and added everyone suspected of being a player.

Lu Xi and Ji Chenling were among them.

“Are we all players?” Ji Yunxuan posted directly in the group.

Soon, several classmates replied below.

“What do you mean by players?”

“What game are you talking about?”

“What are you saying?”

Anyone who expressed confusion was kicked out of the group by Ji Yunxuan the next second.

As a result, the group, which had originally contained twenty-seven people, was instantly reduced to nineteen.

Nineteen players?

Lu Xi was astonished. She had not expected so many players to be participating in this dungeon.

The first round of the lottery ended.

One person had drawn “royalty,” while everyone else was a “commoner.”

It was the first time anyone had encountered a lottery system like this, and everyone found it rather intriguing. The classroom grew lively as the students leaned together and discussed what had happened.

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“Bang!”

A deafening crash suddenly erupted in the classroom.

The noisy room fell silent in an instant. It became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The electric fan on the ceiling had suddenly fallen, striking a male student directly.

“Ahhh!”

More terrifying still, the fan blades had somehow changed into another material. They looked as though they were made of stainless steel.

Their edges were razor-sharp, like knives.

The boy who had been struck was not seriously injured, though his back would inevitably be bruised and swollen.

The reason he let out such a horrific scream was that the stainless-steel blades had continued spinning even after falling.

In fact… they were spinning faster and faster!

They directly sliced off the head of the student beside him. By an awful stroke of luck, the bloody head landed in his lap.

Everyone nearby was splattered with blood.

The classroom descended into chaos.

Lu Xi was badly startled as well. She was terrified of gruesome, nauseating scenes like this.

Before she could react, darkness covered her vision.

A warm sensation spread over her eyelids. It was Ji Chenling’s broad palm.

He gently covered the girl’s eyes while his other arm encircled her where she sat at the desk, shielding her in a protective embrace.

Ji Chenling lowered his deep-set eyes and spoke in a low, gentle voice.

“Don’t be afraid, Big Sister. The blood can’t reach us here.”

Lu Xi was shaken with lingering fear. Fortunately, Ji Chenling had chosen a seat at the very back.

It was closest to the rear door of the classroom, and the area around it was spacious, so there was less crowding.

“Mm. I’m all right.” Lu Xi patted his arm.

Her vision cleared again.

He lowered the hand covering her eyes, but then turned it over and seized her small hand, clasping it firmly in his palm.

Lu Xi instinctively tried to pull away, but he immediately tightened his fingers and held her even more tightly.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, she raised her head and secretly studied him.

Ji Chenling kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, as though the person holding her hand at that moment were not him at all.

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