People in the Dragon Clan planted a sacred tree, infinite moon reading

Chapter 2: People, just two strokes
"Did I walk into the wrong world, or did you walk into the wrong set?"

Qi Xiuyuan gnashed his teeth, feeling a bit astringent, and thought to himself, "After fifteen years, I finally got a cheat. Now I have to make such a mistake. I feel like I deserve to die, right? How about you take another look at what kind of world this is?"

【The world of Naruto.】

Four words popped up on the blue screen, cold and emotionless.

"Hokage..." Qi Xiuyuan took a breath and forced a smile, "Then take a look at how old I am?"

【At the age of thirty, I have mediocre talent and have accomplished nothing.】

"…Transfer to manual labor."

【At the age of thirty, I have mediocre talent and have accomplished nothing.】

Seeing this, Qi Xiuyuan's forehead tensed up. If it were from an anime perspective, veins in the shape of "#" would definitely pop out.

With his forward-thinking vision and self-discipline since childhood, even though he doesn't seem to have dragon blood, he is considered a "rising star" in the eyes of many people. How come you say he has accomplished nothing?

But soon, he forced down his soaring blood pressure and accepted the fact that this system was stupid.

One has to admit that if he were in a chaotic world like Naruto where individual power determines everything, unless he took a path similar to Orochimaru without any talent for ninjutsu, his experience might really be like what was said on the light screen.

So, now comes the question…

"I am now in the dragon world. How can you help me 'fight back'?" Qi Xiuyuan asked a soul-searching question.

However, the system in front of him ignored him, as if it couldn't understand what he meant.

Gudong!Gudong!
While Qi Xiuyuan continued to try to communicate, the head teacher finally stopped nagging, perhaps because he was thirsty. He picked up the thermos cup beside him and took a sip.

There were also trivial whispers in the classroom, and everyone looked at Lu Mingfei in front of Qi Xiuyuan with different eyes, but most of them were sympathy, ridicule and indifference.

If Chu Zihang is the moonflower, Qi Xiuyuan is the sunflower.

In comparison, Lu Mingfei, who is not good-looking, has poor academic performance, and has a weak personality, is like the "dogtail grass" growing on the roadside. Everyone will step on it intentionally or unintentionally when passing by.

In the words of his cousin Lu Mingze, "Lu Shenren" had a tragic life story. His parents abandoned him and sent him to be fostered in their own home. He has not shown up in public for three years while traveling abroad. He is truly unloved and unloved.

"..."

Being singled out for criticism by the head teacher and compared with Qi Xiuyuan, Lu Mingfei opened his mouth under everyone's gaze, as if he wanted to say something but in the end he didn't say it. His already bent spine seemed to become even more hunched.

"Ho~tui!"

The head teacher put down his cup, looked at the chattering crowd below, frowned and said, "Quiet! Not just Lu Mingfei, but the rest of you too, all of you, just…"

Jingle Bell!
Just when the head teacher wanted to say something else, the shrill bell for the end of get out of class rang.

The classroom began to become restless. Students stretched their bodies to loosen up their stiff joints from sitting for so long, and their chairs made harsh noises on the floor.

boom! Bang bang! !
"Don't move! You're all anxious for vacation, right?"

Looking at the restless students below, the head teacher adjusted his glasses and said coldly, "I'll be checking the English texts you have to recite this week after the holiday. Go back and write them down five times, and the class representative will collect them then."

"Ah~"

Amidst the wailing, the head teacher patted the chalk dust on her hands, held the thermos and walked away quietly, just as she came quietly, waved her hand, and left without taking away a cloud.

However, after she left, the originally depressed students quickly revived, and the noise filled the entire classroom again as they discussed where to go during the holidays.

Qi Xiuyuan naturally had no interest in joining their conversation. He just held his chin with one hand and flipped through the book as usual, but in fact he was studying the system light screen in front of him.

Fortunately, his classmates had been with him for two years and knew that he didn't like being disturbed when reading, so they were very considerate and didn't come over to try to talk to him.

"India? Don't go there. I went there once and I never want to go back. As soon as I got off the plane, the air was filled with the smell of cow dung and curry. It was like someone hired someone to poop at the airport..."

"Italy is still the best. There are artistic marble sculptures everywhere. The Papal Palace is also worth visiting. My dad even found someone to take me to visit the Raphael Gallery, which is usually closed to the public..."

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise beside him, and Qi Xiuyuan, whose train of thought was interrupted, subconsciously looked up. A boy was sitting at the table next to him with a bold gesture, raising his head like a peacock and proudly boasting about his experience of studying abroad.

Zhang Lei is a transfer student who joined the class in the first semester of the third year of junior high school. Although he is a minor character not mentioned in the original novel, Qi Xiuyuan still accepts all the students in the class because of his professional ethics that he has trained to maintain his character and good reputation.

Having lived two lives, he has long understood that the world is a huge rookie station. He is no longer surprised by the various large and small goods in it and does not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

I know that some goods require order numbers because they don’t have codes, some require order numbers because the codes have been accidentally torn off, and some goods are no longer wanted and cannot be returned, so they have to be sold.

But for this man named "Zhang Lei", Qi Xiuyuan only has one word to describe him, which was the first word he learned in kindergarten.

——People, just two strokes.

Zhang Lei also noticed Qi Xiuyuan's raised head and gaze, but he didn't realize he had been graded as a second-rate scorer. He subconsciously straightened his sagging back and raised his head higher. Realizing that even this renowned figure in the school had been captivated by his story, the childish vanity of a junior high student instantly exploded, sending him into a trance.

Simply put, he was drifting.

He needs a suitable stepping stone to continue to highlight his greatness.

Then, Zhang Lei looked at the back of the head lying on the table in front of Qi Xiuyuan, jumped off the table, walked over and shouted, "Lu Mingfei!"

"Uh-huh?"

As if hearing his voice, Lu Mingfei raised his head drowsily, his face still bearing marks from the book. Rubbing his eyes, he looked at him sleepily and yawned, "Huh~ Zhang Lei? What's wrong?"

Obviously, Lu Mingfei, who has a big heart, has already fed the sharp words of criticism from the head teacher in class to the dogs.

"Nothing, we just happened to be talking about going abroad."

Zhang Lei imitated Qi Xiuyuan's smiling face, glanced at the archaeology books in the hole in his desk, and asked, "I remember you said that your parents are archaeology experts and fly all over the world."

"Then you must have traveled abroad with them before. Can you tell us about your experience abroad?"

When Zhang Lei's words reached his ears, Lu Mingfei, who was originally a little confused, felt as if he was poured with a bucket of cold water, and his hazy eyes became clear in an instant.

Looking up at Zhang Lei who was surrounded by his classmates, he smiled a little stiffly and scratched his head, saying, "Well, actually, they are all busy with work, so it's not convenient for them to take me with them."

"Oh, I see..." Zhang Lei continued, dragging out his words. "Even if you haven't been abroad, you must have heard about their archaeological experiences from them, right? Can you tell us about them?"

After saying that, he turned to look at the people behind him and said with a smile, "I think everyone is also very interested in archaeology. I think they should also want to listen to it, right?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, Lu Mingfei said his parents are archaeologists."

"Archaeology, it does seem very interesting. Lu Mingfei, why don't you tell us about it?"

"Yeah, I heard there are zombie dumplings in the tomb. Is this true?"

Some people in the crowd understood Zhang Lei's intention to stir up trouble, some were simply interested in his words, and some even wanted Lu Mingfei to join the conversation out of goodwill.

But they are young and don’t know that kindness forced on others is no different from malice.

And the malice of children is also the purest.

For a moment, everyone in the classroom turned their eyes to Lu Mingfei, as if they were looking at a rare animal that could do a handstand, or as if they were looking at a clown being dragged onto the stage.

curious……

Joking...

Mocking...

pity……

The lights in the school were on at this moment, but amid the noisy and chaotic laughter and clamor, Lu Mingfei felt deserted and unfamiliar, as if he was about to be spit out of the classroom in disgust.

"Lu Mingfei, why aren't you talking?"

Seeing Lu Mingfei's long silence with his head down, and the looks from the people around him gradually becoming strange, Zhang Lei raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "It's okay that you've never been abroad, but how come you can't even talk about archaeology?"

"Could it be that it's the same as what the second-year Prince Ze said..."

Unable to conceal his sense of superiority, he looked down at Lu Mingfei and said sarcastically, "Your parents went abroad and even divorced, leaving you alone at your uncle and aunt's house. So, no one wants you anymore?"

"..."

Zhang Lei's voice and words were a bit harsh, and the people around him seemed to have thought of something. They all looked at Qi Xiuyuan behind them, and the whole classroom suddenly fell into silence.

Qi Xiuyuan had originally lowered his head because of boredom, but suddenly remembered that it was not certain whether Lu Mingfei's parents wanted him or not, but he seemed to be an orphan abandoned by his parents in this life, so he narrowed his eyes and looked up at Zhang Lei again.

However, unexpectedly, lines of text suddenly appeared on the blue light screen that had been silent.

[You are standing on Hokage Rock, gazing at Konoha below, when you suddenly see a familiar, thin figure. It is Uzumaki Naruto, the orphan of your friend Minato Namikaze. But at this moment, he is being bullied by a naughty child. What is your choice...?]

[Option 1: Ignore it. The brat's brother is a high-ranking Konoha official. As a commoner-born, special jonin with no backing, you can't afford to offend him. You can only make things difficult for Naruto. (Reward: Sealing Technique Branch - E-Rank - Ichitōden Formation, one of the most basic sealing techniques. It deploys a magic circle at the target's feet, sealing the movements of the person standing in the center of the magic circle.)]

[Option 2: Convince the target with reason. As a righteous partner, you cannot ignore the scene before you. Rebuke the child and make him realize his mistake. (Reward: Illusion Branch - D-Rank - Naraku-Konjutsu, which can materialize the target's fear and make it feel real, dealing a psychological blow.)]

[Option 3: Fight violence with violence. Children's evil is the purest evil. Let them experience what it means to "shatter a ninja soul with three palms. Uncle, I am from Konoha." (Reward: Talent Branch - Rank C - Wind Chakra Talent. Master the method of converting non-attribute chakra into wind attribute.)]

　Don't worry, this is not a nanny article, you will know it after reading it.
　　
　
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