141: Chapter 141 I only took a nap, why are you burning paper money for me?

These words were like a bolt from the blue.

"Bang!" Lu Xingye's knees went weak, and he knelt at the edge of the pit.

He looked at the motionless figure below, the roommate who once stole his braised pork and whom he had treated as an imaginary rival.

An unprecedented grief welled up in his Heart.

"Ah!!!" Lu Xingye let out a beast-like roar.

He turned abruptly and, using all his strength, slammed his fist hard into a dead tree nearby!

"Boom!" The tree shook violently, its bark shattered, and fresh blood flowed down his fist.

But he seemed not to feel the pain, pressing his forehead firmly against the trunk, his shoulders shaking violently as he let out stifled sobs:

"Bastard..."

"Get up!"

"Aren't you supposed to be competing with me for the senior?"

"I haven't even proven to the senior that I'm better than you yet!"

"Just dying like this... what kind of skill is that!"

Xiang Batian stood to the side; this tower-like man's eyes were also red at this moment.

He silently took out the notebook that never left his side and, on the page after Jiang You's, solemnly drew a period.

Then, he tore out the notebook and lit it with trembling hands.

"Brother Jiang..."

"Brother, I have nothing else to give you."

"This notebook, which records the muscle data of my life's work... I'm burning it for you."

"In the next life... let's be roommates again."

Teacher Shen Qing stood at the edge of the pit, looking at that young, pale face. Her body swayed, and two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry..."

"Teacher brought you here... but failed to bring you back..."

Just at this moment, with the whole scene overcome by grief and the atmosphere oppressed to the extreme.

A pink figure, crying like a tearful mess, rushed out from the crowd.

"Wah!!!" Bai Lan wailed as she ran, her two fox ears drooping, looking pitiful to the extreme.

"Big Brother!"

"You died to save Bai Lan!"

"Bai Lan doesn't want you to die!"

She rushed to the bottom of the pit and, without any hesitation, launched herself into a flying tackle!

"Thud!"

Bai Lan threw herself heavily into Jiang You's arms, hugging his neck tightly, burying her face in his chest, and sobbing Heart-wrenchingly:

"Wake up!"

"I'll give you all my radishes to eat! I'll give you all my potato chips!"

"Don't die! Wuwuwu!"

This tackle. It was a tackle from a Tier 5 Great Demon, weak but still heavy. It was a tackle full of emotion. It was also... a heavy blow in the physical sense.

...

[Internal Chat Group (Pitch Black)]

Suddenly, alarms blared!

[Brain (Suddenly waking up)]:

"What the f*ck?"

"What's going on? An earthquake?"

"No! Something heavy hit the chest cavity!"

"Detected high pressure on ribs! Lungs are being compressed!"

"Wait..."

Brain glanced at the console and suddenly emitted a shrill screeching sound:

"Oh no!!!"

"I logged off too quickly just now..."

"I f*cking forgot to unlock Slacker Ruler's main consciousness permissions!!"

"He's still in the vegetable-locked state!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Reboot! Reboot immediately!"

"Hey, who is it... Heart! Start beating!"

"Lungs! Inhale quickly!"

...

In reality.

Jiang You, who everyone had already determined was "stone cold dead."

Under the weight of Bai Lan's tackle, filled with heavy affection, his chest cavity was severely compressed.

Plus, the frantic operations of Brain inside his body.

"Cough!!!"

A violent cough, extremely abrupt, like a broken bellows being pulled, erupted from Jiang You's throat!

Immediately after.

Jiang You opened his eyes wide!

In that instant, his eyes were full of terror, and a sense of confusion from being forcefully stomped awake from a deep sleep.

He only felt as if a large stone was pressing on his chest, unable to catch his breath, and his neck was being tightly strangled.

His survival instinct made him subconsciously straighten his upper body, open his mouth wide, and let out a shrill scream:

"Oh f*ck!!!"

"Who the f*ck is trying to murder me!!"

"I'm dying, I'm dying! Get off me first!!"

This full-voiced shout instantly drowned out all the crying.

Lu Xingye's action of pounding the tree froze.

Xiang Batian's hand burning the paper got scorched.

Teacher Shen Qing and the others still had tears hanging on their faces.

Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost, eyes wide, watching Jiang You, who had suddenly "risen from the dead" and sat up, still desperately pushing the young girl off his body.

The air.

Once again, it solidified.

Jiang You finally managed to push Bai Lan, who was crying on top of him, away a little, panting heavily:

"Hoo... hoo..."

"What's going on here..."

He raised his head, looking at the circle of faces surrounding him mourning, especially seeing the blood on Lu Xingye's forehead, and the unfinished paper in Xiang Batian's hand.

Jiang You froze for a moment, then scratched his head, asking with a bewildered face:

"Um..."

"What is everyone doing?"

"I just took a nap... why did you start burning paper for me?"

"This atmosphere... is it a bit inauspicious?"

Dead silence.

A deathly silence lasted for a full ten seconds.

The deep pit, which had just been filled with the atmosphere of tragic parting and sorrow, had now turned into a large-scale "medical miracle" exhibition site.

The wind around seemed to have frozen, leaving only the pile of large trees that Jiang You had crashed through, still making "creak, creak" sounds, as if silently accusing how tragic that impact had been.

"This... this f*cking..."

Gou Fugui's paper money "whooshed" and burned his fingers, but he didn't feel it at all, just staring with those small, bloodshot eyes, as if looking at an alien from outer space:

"He didn't die even from that?"

"That was a full-force strike from a Tier 5 Great Demon!"

"Forget about a person, even a steel plate, if kicked a hundred meters and having to crash through a dozen trees, it would have turned into scrap metal, right?"

Everyone subconsciously turned back to look at the path Jiang You had flown along. It was a shocking path of destruction.

A dozen ancient trees, thick enough for two people to wrap their arms around, had been snapped in half, the breaks jagged, and the ground had been plowed into a deep ravine.

This destructive power... yet the victim himself was now sitting at the bottom of the pit, except for some dirt on his face and torn clothes, he looked... not even a scratch?

And he was even energetic enough to curse?

"Could it be that the Poison Python was just putting on a show to intimidate everyone before?"

"Could it be that we misunderstood him?"

Just as everyone was doubting their lives.

At the edge of the pit, Lu Xingye, who had just been crying like rain and even collapsed to the point of banging his head against a tree, now had an expression that could be described as colorful.

Tear stains still hung from the corners of his eyes, and fresh blood from banging his head against the tree was still flowing from his forehead, making him look both disheveled and miserable.

But the moment he saw Jiang You sit up as if nothing had happened, his originally shattered pride and self-esteem, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristled!

"Ahem!!"

Lu Xingye turned around abruptly, facing away from the crowd, and with lightning speed, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve.

Then, he took a deep breath, forcibly adjusted his facial muscles, and put on a cold, aloof expression that said, "I knew it would be like this."

He turned around slowly, arms crossed, looking down at Jiang You at the bottom of the pit, the corners of his mouth curling into an extremely stiff and mocking cold sneer:

"Hmph..."

"I knew it."

"As my arch-rival, how could you die so easily?"

Lu Xingye said, while elegantly wiping the blood from his forehead with a handkerchief, as if it were just dust he had accidentally brushed against:

"I just tested it, the trees here aren't actually very hard; banging your head against them doesn't do anything!"

On the other side, Xiang Batian's reaction wasn't so tsundere; he was purely heartbroken.

"My notebook!!!"

Xiang Batian wailed Heart-rendingly as he looked at the notebook in his hand, which had been burned to only half its size and was still sparking at the edges.

He scrambled to put out the fire, holding that pile of black ashes, wanting to cry but having no tears:

"Brother Jiang! You owe me!!"

"This is my 'Muscle Growth Observation Diary' that I've kept for three years!"

"It contains my data for every squat, my intake of every gram of protein powder... and my ultimate conjectures on human physical limits!"

"I thought you were dead and wanted to burn it for you so you could do scientific bodybuilding over there..."

Xiang Batian held the ashes, looking at the bewildered Jiang You in the pit, his mentality collapsed:

"And you f*cking rose from the dead?"

"You're alive, but my notebook is really dead!!"

"If I had known, I would have just burned the cover to make a gesture!!"

Xiang Batian knelt on the ground, trying to piece together the shredded paper while staring at Jiang You with resentful little eyes, as if Jiang You were the arsonist.