CHAPTER 400: CHAPTER 399: THE DATE

School, classroom, after school.

The students, having finished their self-study, began to tidy up the mountainous pile of test papers and homework on their desks, laughing and discussing their weekend plans amid the beautiful but nauseatingly repetitive dismissal bell.

Some made plans for a five-person team at the internet cafe, others decided to stay home and rest for a solid two days, binge-watching dramas and anime. Still, some energetic lads planned to make the most of the weekend at the Soldier Strike Training Camp or the shooting range, to sweat out their youthful energy.

The Special Affairs Bureau had spent a fortune setting up many training facilities around Yin City, open to all citizens, with ticket prices so low they were practically free. Some private enterprises also followed suit, preparing to build large-scale commercial comprehensive training venues.

No matter what impact Slaughter Game Players would have on the real world in the future, it was always a good move for ordinary people to learn a few skills and work on their physical fitness.

"So," Wang Congshan, who was packing her bag, didn’t even look up as she asked Li Ang, "do you have any plans for the weekend?"

"Plans, huh..." Li Ang scratched his head. "Sociology experiments?"

"Doing experiments again?" Wang Congshan wasn’t surprised by Li Ang’s nonsense. She curled her lip and snarked, "Didn’t you do those every day before? Like wearing a lab coat and sneaking into the hospital, pretending to be a doctor and getting chummy with patients. Or that time you took on primary school Chinese and English homework assignments via local QQ, only to get caught after completing the Chinese homework entirely in English. You even argued with a stray dog on the street for half an hour until you actually made it cry! And then there was sneaking into the presidential suite of a luxury hotel, replacing the toilet paper with hand soap, and writing ’Now you understand why it’s called a restroom, right?’ on the door frame."

Li Ang couldn’t help but be startled. "Holy crap, you remember all that? You must have a crush on me."

"Crush my ass!" Wang Congshan blushed, her lips twitching with exasperation. She sighed, "Ah, hanging out with you, I can feel my pretty girl energy gauge dropping."

"You have that thing?" Li Ang exclaimed. "Aside from being somewhat pretty, what else about you is girly? A real pretty girl lives on a diet of Skittles and rainbows, always tooting rainbow farts."

Wang Congshan gave him a sideways glance and scoffed, "What kind of Superhuman is that? You’d die eating only Skittles!"

"If you want to see rainbow farts, you can use infrared technology. With a Detector, you can monitor the radiation wavelength of farts. Even a not-so-pretty girl can produce colorful rainbow farts."

Wang Congshan was again taken aback. "You completely skipped over the Skittles thing! And you just dropped some completely useless, perverted trivia!"

Li Ang said earnestly, "Don’t get me wrong, I’m not the type to buy a Detector just for peeping."

"Nobody said you were!"

"The new Detector I ordered has arrived. The quality is excellent, exactly as described. I’m very satisfied; I really like it. It completely exceeded my expectations! The store shipped it out quickly, the packaging was careful and secure, and the courier’s service was great. A very satisfying shopping experience overall."

"And just like that, you’ve completely exposed the fact that you bought one," Wang Congshan rolled her eyes, but instinctively delivered the comeback nonetheless.

The classmates around them had grown accustomed to this pair’s banter, treating it as a scene that could only happen in a teenage romance anime.

Actually, when Wang Congshan first entered high school and ran for class president, she wanted to maintain her cool, pretty-girl persona, but Li Ang quickly demolished that effort. Thanks to a myriad of deeds, Li Ang became the talk of the whole grade, even the entire school, within the first month of the school year.

Every time he went to school or left, he would enter and exit the gates in all sorts of miraculous ways, like sliding tackles, leapfrogging, pole-vaulting, or performing front and back flips. During class, he’d sneak into other classrooms to attend different lessons and even walk up to the lectern mid-lecture to correct the teacher’s mistakes. When it was time to perform singing talents during music class, he sang the aria of Rodolfo, the main character from the opera *La Bohème*, leaving the music teacher utterly stunned. As the person responsible for the blackboard newspaper, he drew *The Creation of Adam* with colored chalk. Although it had nothing to do with the theme of "Youthful Dreams," it was kept for as long as three months because the drawing was just too good and artistic. Other examples included times like when everyone went to the suburbs for a picnic, he would hunt wild rabbits on the spot with a utility knife. On snowy days, he constructed exquisitely detailed reproductions of the Shaolin Temple’s Eighteen Arhat Statues on the playground.

His reputation as the weirdo at Experimental High School was widely known. Even high school freshmen from other schools had heard quite a few strange tales, some true, some false. It felt almost no different from an urban legend.

Hmm...

Compared to his unrestrained past, Li Ang, now a Slaughter Game Player, had actually become much more low-key. In his own words, he was "getting old, can’t wield a knife anymore."

In any case, Wang Congshan, who often appeared with him, was also labeled as "the one who plays with the weirdo."

However, the class president’s popularity had always been good, and she still had many close girlfriends. This was unlike Li Ang, who was quite pathetic; his phone contact list was empty, save for acquaintances from previous part-time jobs and the temporary player teammates he had encountered.

Li Ang had very few friends; now, there was only Wang Congshan.

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly softened. Pretending to be indifferent, she curled her lips and asked, "So, are you free this weekend or not?"

Li Ang’s eyes widened as he leaned in close, whispering to the class president, "What for? Are you asking me out on a date?"

"God, why are you leaning in so close?" Wang Congshan panicked, supporting herself on the desk and arching her back slightly, feeling a surge of heat on her cheeks. "It’s not a date! Just come out with me! I’ll plan all the activities!"

"Huh?" Li Ang’s expression immediately drooped, and he complained lifelessly, "In that one second, I thought of a hundred great date ideas. You’re not going to consider any?"

"Consider?" Wang Congshan straightened up, pretending she wasn’t blushing at all, and scoffed, "Don’t think I’ve forgotten your ’great ideas’ from before. You said you’d take me out for fun, and it turned out you took me to an intermediate court, with our IDs, to attend the trial of a capital punishment case! Damn! What normal guy takes a girl to a place like that?!"

"Don’t you think it was very educational?!" Li Ang argued reasonably. "Choosing a day with fair winds and warm sun, birds chirping and flowers fragrant,

"to take your date to the intermediate court, to witness a rich and captivating criminal case trial, to learn about the law, and to feel the essence of fairness and justice!

"To be a model young person of the new era!"

"Not at all, thanks." Wang Congshan rolled her eyes, slung her packed backpack over her shoulder, and gave Li Ang a pat on his. "That settles it then. See you at eight tomorrow morning. If you dare stand me up... HMPH."

With that, the class president swiftly turned around, flinging her ponytail, scented with shampoo, in Li Ang’s face.

Not gonna lie, it actually smelled quite nice.