The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 424 Ah! I'm dead! (Mysterious Resurrection)
Dachang City, Old Town.

In a top-floor room of a star-rated hotel near the Gan River, on the large bed in the middle of the room.

Several naked bodies were intertwined and entwined together.

"Buzz! Ring ring~"

"Buzz! Ring ring~"

A piercing alarm clock woke up 'Musheng', who had just fallen asleep at three in the morning.

So noisy!
Whose phone is this? It's so annoying!

'Musheng' was half asleep when he turned over and stretched out an arm to reach for his phone on the bedside table.

With one eye barely open, he squinted and expertly turned off his phone alarm.

Snapped!
After getting rid of the annoying noise, 'Musheng' casually slapped his phone on the bedside table and lay down again.

Instinctively, he twisted a few times and buried himself under several blankets made of connective tissue and fat.

Just as Musheng was about to take another nap, he suddenly opened his eyes again.

"No! It's my phone!"

Mu Sheng suddenly sprang to his feet, rolled over several foreign language teachers, and then stood barefoot on the ground.

I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and turned on the screen.

【6: 31】

"Damn it, I'm going to be late!"

Musheng's head suddenly spun. Last night, in order to study Japanese, German and Italian, he did not stay at his own home, but chose a hotel that was a bit further away.

He was so engrossed in his studies that he forgot to set his alarm, and now he's in this mess.

Time is tight and the task is heavy!
'Musheng' had no time to regret it; he threw his phone aside and rushed into the bathroom.

Rinse with water, apply shampoo, apply shower gel, then rinse again!

In less than two minutes, 'Musheng' finished taking a shower and also solved the problem of excessive pressure in his bladder.

"Damn it! I'm only 18, how come I'm already part of the three kingdoms?"

"I can't do this anymore, I can't stay up all night studying like this!"

Mu Sheng made up his mind!
From today onwards, he will no longer stay up late, and all his 'foreign language learning' will be scheduled during the day!
After quickly wiping himself off, Mu Sheng hurriedly put on his clothes, grabbed a disposable toothbrush and a bottle of water, and ran outside.

Just as he opened the door and stepped out, 'Musheng' suddenly remembered something and turned back.

He raised his hand and slapped each of the three foreign language teachers, who were fast asleep, hard on their buttocks.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
'You almost made me late, you deserve a beating!'

After being spanked, Mu Sheng disappeared in a flash amidst the scolding of the teachers who had just woken him up.

"Check-out time is 11:322. Please clean after 11:00!"

Upon arriving at the lobby on the first floor, Mu Sheng shouted something as he passed the front desk, then rushed out of the hotel without looking back.

The receptionist was used to the guest's hurried manner in the morning and processed the paperwork without any surprise.

After leaving the hotel, 'Musheng' hailed a taxi and headed towards the Seventh Middle School of Dachang City.

Despite rushing, 'Musheng' finally managed to step into the classroom before the first class bell rang.

I even managed to brush my teeth on the way!
"Huwu~"

"That was close, I almost missed being late!"

After plopping down on the stool, 'Mu Sheng' finally let out a sigh of relief and calmed his rapid breathing.

"Musheng, you're here right on time again!" Su Lei, his deskmate, glanced at her watch and scolded him with a hint of concern.

“You can’t keep giving up on yourself like this. Your aunt and uncle in heaven would definitely not want you to continue down this path.”

Mu Sheng pulled out his Chinese textbook from his desk, shook his head, and said, "Su Lei, you don't understand!"

"I"

Just as Su Lei was about to say something, the Chinese teacher stepped into the classroom, and then the class bell rang.

"Attend class!"

"stand up!"

Hello, teacher.

Since class had already started, Su Lei had no choice but to swallow her words of advice.

Less than a minute after the class officially started, 'Musheng' was nodding off and fell asleep.

A class period is over in the blink of an eye.

After taking a nap, Mu Sheng's drowsiness dissipated considerably.

After a few more classes and a short nap, I should be fully recharged by lunchtime.

"He's sleeping in the first class. Is Mu Sheng going to study a foreign language again?"

Zhang Wei, who sat a few rows behind, ran to Musheng's desk as soon as class ended, chirping enviously.

"Learning a foreign language?" Su Lei curiously pricked up her ears, eavesdropping on the conversation between 'Mu Sheng' and Zhang Wei.

Upon hearing this, Mu Sheng immediately glared at Zhang Wei. This guy who couldn't keep his mouth shut, how could he say such a thing in the classroom?
"Go away, I'm sleepy, don't bother me!"

Mu Sheng pushed Zhang Wei away, intending to lie down on the table and sleep for a while longer.

"Why are you all so sleepy? Yang Jian too, he's been dozing off the whole class."

Zhang Wei grumbled in dissatisfaction, suspecting that the two of them were keeping some secret from him.

'Could it be that Yang Jian is the one tutoring Mu Sheng in foreign languages?'

'Ew! That's so perverted!'

Zhang Wei walked away with a disgusted grin.

Seeing that the two did not continue their conversation, Su Lei, who had been eavesdropping, was somewhat disappointed. She glanced at 'Mu Sheng' who was sleeping on the desk, but in the end, she could not resist her curiosity.

"Hey! Musheng, are you taking extra lessons outside?"

Su Lei poked Mu Sheng's ribs, and the latter immediately sat up straight with a start.

"Hiss! What are you doing~"

Mu Sheng rubbed his side ribs in annoyance; the itchy and painful feeling was particularly uncomfortable.

Su Lei ignored Mu Sheng's complaints and repeated her question.

'Zhang Wei, that big mouth!'

Mu Sheng inwardly condemned Zhang Wei, then replied, "Yes! I'm taking foreign language lessons, so what?"

Otherwise, what else can be done?
Should I explain to her that this "tutoring" isn't the kind of tutoring she's thinking of?
"But your English grades haven't improved either!" Su Lei exclaimed, her eyes wide. "Where did you find this tutor? Did you get scammed?"

"If you really want extra lessons, I can help you!"

It's rare that 'Musheng' has become ambitious, so Su Lei is quite willing to help her classmate.

It's definitely not because of that handsome face!
"you!?"

Mu Sheng looked his deskmate up and down suspiciously.

With her youthful energy, quiet elegance with a touch of scholarly refinement, and perfectly proportioned figure, she truly deserves the title of the class beauty.

Even within the entire grade, Su Lei's qualifications were among the top few.

"Forget it, I'll just find a teacher outside!"

Mu Sheng shook his head and then went back to sleep on his desk.

"Don't poke me anymore! I'll get angry if you do!"

Before closing his eyes, 'Mu Sheng' gave Su Lei another warning.

"Hmph! You look down on me, and I'm not happy about it!" Su Lei was a little angry at 'Mu Sheng's' distrust, and turned her head away, ignoring him.

After the morning classes ended, 'Musheng' had fully recovered.

After lunch, as soon as Mu Sheng returned to the classroom, he noticed Yang Jian, who was yawning and looked sleepy.

"Jian! What's wrong with you? Did you go to a foreign language tutoring class too?"

"Let's team up next time! Our 'Sword Saint' duo will combine our skills and sweep through the entire foreign teacher market in Dachang City!"

"Damn it!" Yang Jian gave Mu Sheng the middle finger: "I don't want to end up like you, turning into a showerhead at such a young age."

Mu Sheng immediately became agitated. What showerhead? He had only just divided the world into three kingdoms! "Slander! This is blatant slander!"

"You're slandering me!"

Yang Jian, who knew Mu Sheng's true nature, did not accept his sophistry at all.

After the two joked around for a while, Yang Jian finally started talking about the supernatural events he had experienced the night before.

"Photos of the corpses of elderly people from the Republican era, along with audio recordings of knocking on the door."

Mu Sheng stroked his chin as if deep in thought, and after a moment he nodded thoughtfully and said, "I see, I understand!"

"You understand?" Yang Jian immediately looked at 'Mu Sheng' expectantly.

This eerie photograph kept him awake all night. Every time he closed his eyes, the terrifying image of the old man from the Republican era would appear in his mind and wake him up.

"The truth is, you're too cowardly!"

"Mu Sheng" said confidently, "This is obviously a supernatural story made up by that 'Thunder and Lightning King,' and he scared you with just a picture."

"Jian! You can't do this. How can you be worthy of the name 'Sword Saint' if you're so timid!"

Mu Sheng put his arm around Yang Jian's shoulder and suggested, "How about this, I'll take you to a foreign language tutoring class tonight. When you become a real adult, you won't be afraid of these ghost stories anymore."

Yang Jian immediately shook off 'Mu Sheng's' arm with a look of disgust: "Go, go, don't disturb my rest."

Since 'Musheng' didn't believe it, he was too lazy to explain anymore. People who hadn't experienced it would indeed find it hard to believe such a thing.

Mu Sheng laughed and, no longer bothering Yang Jian, got up to go find someone else to play with.

The day passed quickly, and at eight o'clock in the evening, the homeroom teacher, Ms. Wang, suddenly appeared in the classroom with a man named Zhou Zheng.

They said they were going to give them some kind of presentation.

This man named Zhou Zheng was strange; his face was so thin it was almost skin and bones, yet he had a huge belly.

Moreover, despite the sweltering heat, the other person was still wearing a thick coat.

"Could this person have some kind of illness? Is their visceral fat that severe?"

Mu Sheng twirled the gold bracelet on his wrist while curiously observing Zhou Zheng on the podium.

"Classmates, everyone, I'm an Interpol agent, and I'm very happy to be here."

A strange man named Zhou Zheng began his presentation for the evening.

However, the content of his sermon was strange, even absurd; this man was actually telling them what to do when they encounter a ghost.

What the hell?! It can't be killed!
The only thing that can deal with ghosts is ghosts!
"Musheng, do you really think there are ghosts? Is the world about to end?"

Su Lei was reluctant to believe Zhou Zheng's words, but the fact that he was brought in by her homeroom teacher and was an Interpol agent made her somewhat afraid.

"I don't know, but even if there are ghosts, I'm not afraid!"

Mu Sheng's dismissive attitude piqued Su Lei's curiosity, making her think he knew some inside information.

"Do I have to tell you that I am a reincarnation of a celestial being or a Buddha?"

"Mu Sheng" said in a deliberately low voice. Su Lei was taken aback at first, but then realized that he was just being silly.

He immediately gave Mu Sheng a sharp elbow, somewhat annoyed: "You're still joking at a time like this! You really are..."

Su Lei didn't know whether to say that Mu Sheng was heartless or that he had a strong mental fortitude.

Just as the two were whispering to each other, a screeching sound of a stool scraping against the floor suddenly rang out in the classroom.

Mu Sheng turned around and saw that it was Yang Jian who made the noise when he stood up.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing standing up? Sit down right now!" Teacher Wang scolded upon seeing this.

"Um!?"

Mu Sheng noticed Yang Jian's odd behavior and turned to look in the direction of his gaze.

Then I saw an old man dressed in a long black robe, his face covered in lividity, standing in the corridor outside the window.

"Hiss! Isn't this the old man from that ghost story Jian'er told before?"

Looking into the old man's lifeless, gray eyes, Mu Sheng began to wonder if he might truly be a reincarnation of a deity or Buddha.

Good heavens, this is a sign of spiritual energy revival!

"Looking at it this way, I must be the protagonist!"

Mu Sheng thought about his own background as an orphan, and combined it with the experience he had gained from reading novels over the years.

A reasonable conclusion has been reached!

As he was pondering, his classmate Su Lei's scream interrupted him.

"what"

The books on the two students' desks were rapidly rotting and turning yellow, turning into a pile of foul-smelling matter.

"It stinks! Mu Sheng, Su Lei, how come there's a pile of poop on your desks!" Zhang Wei said in a strange voice.

"Oops! The boss has started attacking already? Where's my newbie gift pack?"

Musheng curiously examined his surroundings, even grabbing a pen from a classmate in the back seat and rummaging through a pile of rotting matter.

"Musheng, what are you doing? Get away from that thing!"

Su Lei grabbed Mu Sheng's arm in fear, trying to stop his rash actions.

"Oh well!"

Having found nothing, Mu Sheng readily agreed and then moved away from his desk with Su Lei.

Meanwhile, Fang Jing, a classmate, was talking to Zhou Zheng, an Interpol agent, about ghost realms and exorcists.

Also, Yang Jian is the main villain, so we need to kill him beforehand.

The other students also started discussing Fang Jing's outrageous remarks with great surprise.

"Boom! Boom!"

A strange knocking sound suddenly came from the back door of the classroom.

The dull, clear sound struck everyone's heart like a blow, instantly engulfing everyone with a suffocating feeling of drowning.

Even Zhou Zheng, an Interpol agent, solemnly took out his satellite phone and began to make his final arrangements.

In the midst of this deathly silence, a burst of hearty laughter drew everyone's attention and rescued them from their feeling of drowning.

The students and teachers in the class looked in the direction of the laughter.

Then you see 'Musheng' standing on a stool, one foot on the desk, his right hand pretending to press down on a non-existent top hat on his head, striking a pose like a Chinese 007.

"It's Mu Sheng, what is he doing?"

"Could he be someone of high status like Fang Jing and Yang Jian?"

Previously, Fang Jing revealed his identity as the protagonist and even said that Yang Jian was some kind of world-destroying ghost god, which caused quite a stir.

"This child has good mental fortitude. If he can survive this paranormal event, he has a good chance of becoming an exorcist."

While communicating with the operator on the other end of the phone, Zhou Zheng kept his eyes on 'Musheng'.

"It's finally my turn!"

Mu Sheng jumped off the stool, waved his hands behind his back, flicked his non-existent trench coat, and strode toward the back door.

He had figured it out: the old man in the black robe outside the door was his newbie boss.

He happened to learn about the old man's boss from Yang Jian, and from Zhou Zheng he learned that finding the patterns of ghosts would allow him to defeat them.

If Zhou Zheng knew what Mu Sheng was thinking, he would definitely cry foul. He said that finding the patterns of ghosts could help him escape, not how to defeat them.

Now that we know the information about the ghost and how to defeat it, isn't this just handing ourselves a free kill?

Once I defeat this newbie boss, my cheat-like abilities should be activated!

"Little boss, I've figured out your weakness. You attacked by knocking on the door, didn't you?"

"What if there's no door left?"

Mu Sheng arrived at the back door and suddenly pulled open the classroom door.

Outside the classroom, it was pitch black, and the dense darkness gave off an eerie feeling, but 'Mu Sheng' felt no fear whatsoever.

The novice boss, whose pattern he had deciphered, was nothing more than a frail old man.

Mu Sheng was confident that he could take him down with one hand.

"Let us use the sacrifice of this old ghost to write the first chapter of my reign over the world!"

"Musheng!" he shouted in a childish, over-the-top manner, and rushed into the darkness outside the door.

Zhou Zheng hurriedly shouted, "Don't go out!"

Yang Jian quickly spoke up to stop him: "Mu Sheng, don't do anything rash!"

"Mu Sheng, have you gone mad?"

Su Lei screamed, but it was too late.

However, Mu Sheng's confident charge out also caused many students in the classroom to have some unrealistic expectations.

Perhaps 'Musheng' really can solve the problem of the ghosts outside!
However, the next second, 'Mu Sheng' staggered backward and fell straight to the ground.

"Ah! I'm dead!"

After letting out a scream, 'Musheng's' skin quickly turned bluish-purple, and his eyes dimmed.

It's obvious that it's dead!
The scene was silent for a second, then erupted into a burst of panicked screams.

"Ah, Mu Sheng is dead! There really are ghosts outside!"

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(End of this chapter)