Chapter 2 Teacher, I want to sleep with you... (beside)

The bell signaling the end of class was like a prisoner's grant of amnesty.

But for Jiang Chen, this was the start of "leeching Wi-Fi"... no, "leeching buffs."

[Ding! Triggered temporary task: Close-range Sleep Companion (Elementary).]

[Task Description: As a future Sleep God, how can you not have a high-quality sleep companion? Please maintain an effective sleep time of 10 minutes within a 5-meter radius of Mu Qingxue.]

[Task Rewards: First-grade Blood Qi Pill x1, Movement Technique "Lost Track Steps" (Entry-level).]

[Failure Penalty: Forced insomnia for 24 hours (This would be more painful than killing you, right?).]

"Jiang Chen, follow me to the office."

Mu Qingxue packed up her teaching materials. As she passed by Jiang Chen, she left behind an unquestionable command and a waft of pleasant, cold fragrance.

Her gaze was no longer filled with the previous disgust, but was instead brimming with complexity and curiosity.

Jiang Chen stood up with a start, an eye-catching, eager smile plastered on his face. "Sure thing, Teacher! Are we going to do some after-class tutoring? Do I need to bring my own pillow?"

The entire class looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Is this kid scared out of his mind?"

"Who goes to the office to get scolded with such enthusiasm?"

"I think he really does want to go lie down in the infirmary."

Only Jiang Chen knew that the receding figure was the accelerator for him to become stronger and the only way to recover his Mental Energy. Catching that piece of chalk just now had consumed a lot of his Mental Energy; he was in urgent need of "mana recovery" now.

...

Teacher's Office Building.

Mu Qingxue's office was independent, and its layout looked more like an exquisite small study than a workplace.

The air was filled with a faint scent of jasmine tea, and there was even an air humidifier puffing out white mist in the corner.

Most importantly, there was a very expensive-looking leather sofa next to the desk.

[Detected host has entered the 5-meter target range.]

[AFK gains increased to 50 times!]

[Blood Qi +0.5/sec... +0.6/sec...]

As soon as Jiang Chen stepped through the door, every pore on his body tingled with comfort.

That feeling of his cells cheering made him let out a soul-stirring sigh, and his body instinctively leaned toward that leather sofa.

Mu Qingxue put down her lesson plans and turned around, just in time to see Jiang Chen's "spineless" appearance. Her brow furrowed slightly, but remembering the scene in the classroom earlier, she suppressed the anger in her heart.

"Sit down." She pointed at the sofa.

Jiang Chen felt as if he had been granted a great pardon and sat down, his buttocks sinking into the sofa.

Soft!

So soft! This was simply a Divine Artifact made for sleeping!

"Tell me, who taught you?" Mu Qingxue poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Jiang Chen, her beautiful eyes scrutinizing him. "The improvement plan for the 'Body Tempering Art' is definitely not something a student with 0.6 Blood Qi could see through."

Jiang Chen had already prepared his lie.

He picked up the water cup and took a sip, his gaze so sincere he could have won an Oscar. "I dreamed about it."

"Jiang Chen!" Mu Qingxue's tone sharpened. "I'm talking business with you! If there's an expert guiding you from behind..."

"Teacher, it really was a dream." Jiang Chen looked innocent. "In the dream, there was a White-bearded Old Man who insisted on teaching me martial arts. He said I have an extraordinary skeletal structure and am a one-in-a-million sleeping genius. Those few lines of the formula just now were what he muttered in the dream."

Naturally, Mu Qingxue didn't believe such nonsense.

But in this world of Spiritual Qi recovery, all sorts of strange encounters were emerging one after another. Perhaps this kid really did have some unspeakable Opportunity?

"Forget it if you don't want to say." Mu Qingxue sighed, her aggressive Aura softening a bit. "I called you here mainly for the Field Trial this weekend. With your current grades, you've basically said goodbye to Martial Arts Universities. But if you can make it into the top ten in the trial, there's still a chance for you to be recommended to a Second-rate Martial Arts School."

"Field Trial?" Jiang Chen shook his head like a rattle. "No, no. There are too many mosquitoes in the wild; I won't be able to sleep peacefully."

Mu Qingxue was so angry she wanted to laugh. "All you know is sleep! The top three will be rewarded with a bottle of 'Body Tempering Liquid', and the first place will even get a 'Blood Qi Pill'! These resources are enough for your working sister to save for three years!"

Hearing the words "sister" and "Blood Qi Pill," Jiang Chen's eyes lit up slightly. But at that moment, the System notification sounded again:

[Detected host is wasting an excellent sleep environment.]

[Mental Energy recharge speed is slow. Suggest entering deep sleep.]

[8 minutes remaining until task completion.]

[Suggestion: Play dead immediately—no, fall asleep.]

Jiang Chen glanced at Mu Qingxue, then suddenly clutched his forehead and put on a pained expression. "Teacher... I feel so dizzy... It might be from overusing my brain just now, my Blood Qi is depleted... Can I rest here for a while? Just a little while!"

Mu Qingxue was stunned. Seeing Jiang Chen's indeed somewhat pale face, her heart softened.

After all, he had indeed shown amazing talent in class just now. Perhaps it really was some kind of secret technique that consumed a lot of energy?

"Only ten minutes." Mu Qingxue shook her head helplessly, turned around, and sat back at her desk to process documents. "No snoring allowed."

"Understood!"

Jiang Chen collapsed onto the sofa instantly. The moment he closed his eyes, a successful smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.

[Deep sleep mode activated.]

[Detected high-quality sleep companion, Mental Energy recovery speed +300%.]

[Current environment bonus: 50x (Beautiful woman nearby) + 20x (Leather sofa comfort).]

[Total gains: 70x!]

[Blood Qi surging...]

The office fell silent. There was only the sound of a pen tip gliding across paper and Jiang Chen's gradually long and rhythmic breathing.

Mu Qingxue finished grading a document and felt a bit thirsty. Just as she was about to get some water, she suddenly felt an unusual sense of comfort.

The Cold Poison in her body, which usually felt like an unmelting block of ice, tormented her Meridians at all times.

But now, as Jiang Chen fell asleep, a warm "Yang Qi" actually radiated from the direction of the sofa, soothing the turmoil in her body like a spring breeze.

"This is..."

Mu Qingxue was shocked, while also feeling a physiological comfort she had never experienced before.

She uncontrollably wanted to get closer to that heat source, even subconsciously standing up and tiptoeing to the side of the sofa.

The distance grew closer and closer.

So close she could see Jiang Chen's long eyelashes, so close she could smell the faint scent of laundry detergent on the boy.

"This guy... why is he like a humanoid hand warmer?"

Mu Qingxue thought to herself, her gaze a bit dazed. She even couldn't help but reach out her hand, wanting to touch Jiang Chen's cheek to confirm the source of this heat.

[Warning! Warning!]

[Detected high-energy biological lifeform in extreme proximity! Distance: 10 cm!]

[Gains doubled! Current: 140x!]

In his dream, Jiang Chen saw his Mental Energy bar rapidly rising from red to green, and he felt so good he almost let out a hum.

Just as this ambiguous atmosphere reached its peak—

Bang!

The office door was rudely slammed open.

"Qingxue! I heard you weren't feeling well, so I specifically applied to the Family for..."

A boy wearing a limited-edition Armani training suit and holding 99 red roses rushed in, followed by two lackeys who had tried but failed to stop him.

It was the school bully of Jianghai Third Middle School and the second young master of the Zhao Family, one of the four major families in Jianghai City—Zhao Feng.

He also held an exquisite sandalwood box, which clearly contained a priceless Medicinal Pill.

However, the smile on his face froze, shattered, and then turned into a hideous fury the moment he saw the scene in the room.

What did he see?

His goddess, the unattainable Ice Mountain Witch, was currently leaning over, looking at a man face-to-face!

And that man was actually lying casually on the goddess's exclusive sofa, looking completely satisfied!

"Jiang Chen!!!"

A roar filled with endless jealousy and rage made the window glass buzz.

Snap.

The roses in Zhao Feng's hand were crushed by him, and that box of expensive pills also fell to the ground and rolled twice.

"You slum trash! How dare you lay a finger on Qingxue! Get the hell up!"

This shout directly interrupted Jiang Chen's "mana recovery" process and forcibly pulled him out of his sweet dream.

[Ding! Task completed.]

[Obtained rewards: Blood Qi Pill x1, "Lost Track Steps".]

[Detected malicious noise attack, forcibly waking host.]

[Mental Energy not fully recovered, triggered negative state: Extreme Irritability.]

[Triggered passive skill: Supreme Waking Up Anger (Lv.1).]

[Effect: Within 30 seconds after being woken up, all attributes are increased by 50%, and carries a "Fear Deterrence" Aura.]

Jiang Chen slowly opened his eyes.

There was no grogginess from just waking up in those eyes; instead, there was a heart-palpitating coldness and violence. It was like a sleeping ancient Vicious Beast that had its whiskers ruthlessly plucked.

Buzz—

The air pressure in the office dropped instantly.

Cracks appeared on the water cup on the desk, and the surrounding papers moved without any wind, as if an invisible giant hand were stirring the air.

Zhao Feng, who had been charging forward aggressively, suddenly came to a halt. Stared at by Jiang Chen's eyes, he actually felt a chill rush from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, and the hair all over his body stood on end.

This feeling... was like having one's throat locked by a top-tier predator in the wild.

"You're so noisy."

Jiang Chen sat up from the sofa, his voice hoarse and low, yet carrying a suffocating sense of pressure. He tilted his head, and his neck made a crisp cracking sound.

"Ill-mannered thing, didn't your mother teach you to knock before entering?"

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