406: 405 406: 405 “Are your brains filled with shit?

Smash things with a stick, make a scene!”

The gang leader, exasperated, spoke to his dimwit underlings and struck a nearby wardrobe with a stick.

Upon hearing a cracking sound, the substandard plywood couldn’t withstand the blow and was smashed into a hole with wood chips flying everywhere.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Naturally violent, the thugs, motivated by their leader’s display, started smashing anything within reach, even sparing no mercy for the bed.

The bed mattress was thrown onto the ground, and a few hits later, the wooden bed was shattered across the room.

The room was rendered a disaster site, almost devoid of any intact surface to step on.

Ignored and abandoned, Su Ran watched all this happening, trying to shield himself behind the only undamaged table.

He had no choice but to let them vandalize the rest.

Each hit was like a dagger to his heart.

The furniture they were destroying had accompanied him for over a decade, and now it was obliterated due to his smartass words.

He had nobody to blame but himself.

But where had his mother slipped off to?

Why didn’t she rush in to help?

Surely she must have heard the loud smashing sounds?

Oh well, there was no use thinking about that now.

The room was already almost completely destroyed…

“Kid, consider this a lesson.

Remember, being too clever for your own good can sometimes turn against you!”

The gang leader hoisted his stick onto his shoulder and continued, “Brothers, you’ve all worked hard today.

Tonight, I’m treating dinner at the barbecue restaurant we always go to.

Anybody who doesn’t show up is a coward!”

Upon hearing the leader’s offer, the thugs’ eyes sparkled with excitement, and they answered in unison.

Just as the leader was about to leave, he was stopped by the gang member whose face Su Ran had swollen.

“Boss, hold on a second.

This guy is still hiding a table.

Look at his defensive expression.

There must be something valuable inside that table!”

Damn it!

Su Ran glared at the meddlesome thug, wishing he could flay him alive.

They were on their way out, and this guy just had to cause trouble at the crucial moment.

Was that necessary?

As expected.

The gang leader stopped in his tracks and looked towards the table behind Su Ran.

His response to Su Ran’s tense expression was to burst into laughter.

“Step aside!

Let’s find out what precious treasure you’re hiding here that’s making you this nervous!”

The leader walked towards Su Ran, continuing, “I’ve smashed all this furniture, and you didn’t react, but the moment I take a few steps away, you tense up and start clenching your fists!

Clearly, you must be hiding something valuable!”

Shit, do all thugs these days read people’s faces?

This is too modern for my taste.

Su Ran felt a shiver run down his spine.

His too careful demeanor had led to a fatal loophole.

His hard-earned Evolution Elixir was now at risk of being taken away by these dimwits!

“Get out of my way!”

The gang leader, letting out a cruel laugh, pushed Su Ran aside.

The other gang members, their curiosity piqued, gathered around, eager to discover what treasures they would find inside the drawer.

“No, don’t!”

With a look of desperation on his face, Su Ran pleaded, “Gentlemen, professional ruffians, haven’t you made enough of a mess already?

I won’t lie to you, the drawer is full of studying material for my upcoming college entrance exam.

I beg you not to destroy it.

The exam is just around the corner!”

“Studying material for the college entrance exam?

Ha ha ha.

That’s hilarious.

What’s the point of studying when you’ve been expelled from school?

Even if you get admitted to a university, the Ministry of Education won’t accept you!

Who would allow you to study, given the infectious disease you carry?”

“Exactly, who knows how long you’ll live?

Maybe you’ll drop dead tomorrow.

Your learning won’t prolong your life.

You are such a bookworm!”

The thugs broke into peals of laughter at Su Ran’s expense.

They looked down on good students.

Why should hardworking students have a bright future ahead?

Can’t they, the underworld thugs, make something of life too?

Not heeding Su Ran’s pleas, the gang leader pulled open the drawer.

“Damn, it really is full of studying materials!

This bookworm cherishes these worthless papers more than life itself!”

Upon seeing the drawer full of reviewing material and textbooks, the thugs immediately remembered their bitter school days, which they considered a nightmare.

“What’s the point in keeping this?

Tear it all!”

“Damn, this guy has so many books for the college entrance exam.

I couldn’t even read a single page!”

“Tear!”

Ignoring Su Ran’s protest, the thugs grabbed a handful of books, pushing some under their armpits, and started tearing them apart.

Paper fragments fluttered around the room like snowflakes, reducing Su Ran’s room to a landfill.

Su Ran remained silent.

These thugs must have really hated studying if they couldn’t even tolerate the existence of a book.

The content of these books were engraved in his mind.

Even if these books were destroyed, it didn’t matter.

He was trying to distract the thugs from the unassuming Evolution Elixir.

In no time, the thugs had torn through all the studying materials Su Ran had been collecting.

Unable to find a single intact piece of paper, they finally stopped.

“Boss, there’s another drawer.

Why don’t we tear up all the books inside?

Let’s crush this kid’s hopes once and for all, give him a taste of despair!”

The idea came from the thug with the swollen cheek again.

He wouldn’t rest until Su Ran was ruined.

“Boy, you are ruthless.

But, I must say, I like your idea.

Ha ha ha!

Let’s show him that scholars are useless!”

Right in front of Su Ran, the gang leader pulled open the right drawer with an easy pull.

“Eh?

Why are there no books in this drawer?”

Upon opening the drawer, the thugs discovered it was completely empty.

Wait, not completely: inside was a mud ball the size of a marble, lying innocently in the drawer, not moving at all.

“Boss, there’s a piece of rat poop in here!”

“Rubbish!

Rat poop isn’t this big.

It looks more like cat poop.

This kid must have a pet cat.”

“No, it looks more like a pill to me.

Come and smell it.

It has a strong medicinal scent!”

The gang leader spoke doubtfully, sniffing the air like a sniffer dog.