I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 432 It's a pity there are no ghosts.
On Monday, Li Yan got up to make breakfast.

At the same time, a myriad of strange thoughts raced through my mind—

Find an opportunity to trick Jiang Yingzhu and the others into revealing all their conditions.

Then let them make breakfast.

If only there were ghost cultivators, I could catch a few ghosts and have them work for me.

For example, it can act as a spirit for rice cookers, stoves, and refrigerators.

Easily leapfrog decades of technological accumulation in the field of intelligent manufacturing to achieve full automation.

Unfortunately, there were no ghosts.

Fairies would also work, but unfortunately I've never seen one.

Li Yan sighed, and his divine sense split into more than a dozen strands, each controlling a different kitchen utensil in conjunction with his spiritual power.

The stove started turning automatically when no one was around, the refrigerator opened automatically, and green peppers and chunks of meat flew out and landed on the counter. The cleaver slicing the green peppers and pork into strips was done with a series of quick, clattering sounds.

The tap was turned on, and the water, filtered through the water purification array, turned into a white line and fell into the pot.

On the stove next to it, a frying pan was already heated and oil was poured in.

As the flaxseed oil began to smoke, the eggs prepared on the plate next to it suddenly flew up, broke open on the frying pan, and the egg liquid fell into the oil, quickly solidifying.

Then the spatula flew up, flipped the eggs, and one fried egg after another came out of the pan.

Next, a cleaning process is applied to clean the frying pan, and then oil is added again.

Sauté the chopped scallions, ginger, and garlic in the pan until fragrant, then add the shredded pork and finally the green peppers.

As for why you need a spatula when you can control everything with spiritual power and divine sense?

That's for the sake of a sense of ritual.

Four bowls of noodles with green peppers and shredded pork, topped with water and boiled with fried eggs, were ready. Jiang Yingzhu and the other two had already gotten up.

Hua Junshu arrived first. When she saw the noodles in the bowl, she picked them up and took a bite.

The noodles were completely infused with the flavor of green peppers and shredded pork, making them refreshingly spicy and appetizing.

Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian then went downstairs. Jiang Yingzhu glanced at her fried egg.

"Li Yan, why did you boil the fried egg? I wanted it crispy."

"That's great, if you don't like it, give it to me."

As Li Yan spoke, he reached for the fried egg in her bowl.

Jiang Yingzhu quickly defended herself, "Who said I'm not eating!"

Li Yan pursed his lips.

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School corridor.

Li Yan led Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian to the classroom and glanced at the door.

"The door wasn't open."

Yu Bing, who was standing nearby, said, "The key is with the class monitor. Qingya also has one; she used to be the first one to arrive."

Li Yan nodded, showing no intention of forcibly opening the door.

Many people in the hallway actually wish the door would stay closed until school is over.

Jiang Yingzhu pushed the window open. "Is the window locked from the inside?"

"Mmm." Yu Bing nodded, slurping a carton of milk.

Seeing Jiang Yingzhu staring at her milk, Yu Bing hesitated for a moment before reaching out her hand.

You can only drink one sip!

"A small sip!"

Jiang Yingzhu rolled her eyes. "I'm just curious about the brand of your milk."

"Mom said this is Huahu fresh milk, freshly squeezed from the cow and delivered here."

"Oh."

Jiang Yingzhu remembered, and at this moment, Yu Bing tilted her chin up and said:

"You've never tried it before!"

"Who said that."

The two began competing to see who had drunk more milk.

Mei Mengqian couldn't participate in such childish topics, so she leaned to the side and processed her own book reviews.

Li Yan glanced at the people in the corridor, observing them idly.

It was neither too early nor too late, and the corridors were mostly filled with boarding students.

He Shen, Xiao Shuai, Wu Wuwu, and others.

Among the rest, some genuinely worked hard, while others merely pretended to.

They arrive at school early not necessarily to seek knowledge.

It stems more from the fear of being late.

During morning self-study, they often randomly pull out a book to pretend to study.

When teachers put pressure on students, they tend to complain along with the crowd; when teachers are lenient, they mingle in the crowd chatting or reading idly.

Because they may not actually be reciting; the contents of those books have already been repeatedly reviewed during countless morning self-study sessions.

Perhaps even they themselves don't know what they are doing.

However, studying has become a perfect excuse to be lazy.

"Hey, where's the doorman? Why isn't he here yet!"

"That's right, it's made everyone's morning self-study time too late."

"Where's the class monitor? Didn't the class monitor come? Honestly, why is the classroom locked?"

They would say something every now and then, and then happily enjoy their freedom.

“Indeed, I think the classroom doesn’t need to be locked. It’s too much of a distraction for studying. Chen Xiyuan, don’t you think so?”

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiyuan nodded; he had finished all the test papers in his schoolbag.

Everything I need to memorize today is in the classroom.

Ye Cheng was very satisfied to receive the academic star's approval, and then looked at Wu Wuwu, who had just finished breakfast not far away.

"Wu Wuwu, don't you think so?"

Wu Wu glanced at him indifferently, then went to her best friend Chen Chenchen and took out the essential Chinese textbook for the college entrance examination.

As he flipped through the pages, he said slowly and deliberately, "Even in a humble setting, one can still study diligently; the quality of the environment is not important. The strong never complain."

His rhythmic and eloquent words immediately stunned everyone around him.

"I go!"

"I wipe!"

"That looks good!"

Both boys and girls cast strange glances at Wu Wuwu.

Those who complained that the door wasn't open yet had expressions of utter disgust.

Chen Xiyuan, who was nearby, was quite shocked. He never expected that Wu Wuwu, whom he regarded as a degenerate, would have such a diligent and ambitious heart.

That sentence should clearly have been his!
As Wu Wuwu's confidante, Chen Chenchen could only sigh helplessly.

This guy has been reading some novels online lately, and he's been speaking with a strong classical Chinese accent all the time, and he sounds really pretentious.

And coupled with Wu Wuwu's posture of facing the rising sun and silently reading, it seemed even more pretentious.

Chen Chenchen felt that if things continued like this, Wu Wu might get beaten up.

Ma Liang gasped in shock and looked at Xiao Shuai from a distance.

"Brother Xiao, why do I feel like Wu Wuwu looks even bigger when the sunlight shines on her!"

Xiao Shuai glanced at it and said, "Brother, I'm all grown up now."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei looked down and coughed.

"Hey Xiao, stay away from me."

"What are you doing? Are you shy?"

"You're not wearing underwear, and your pants pockets are torn."

Xiao Shuai reached out and touched it, and sure enough, he discovered something strange.

"Damn! Good thing I didn't leave my money here."

Yu Bin was standing nearby, eating noodles, and glanced over when he had a spare moment.

"Handsome, you didn't dig that hole yourself, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Liang and the others immediately revealed meaningful expressions.

Several girls who were eating nearby, who had initially intended to pretend they hadn't heard what they were saying, couldn't help but cast strange glances at them.

It's like watching a perverted man from the neighboring cherry blossom village.

"Wow! Xiao Shuai, you're getting more and more perverted," one of the girls said.

"Akaashi Akaashi!"

Xiao Shuai immediately turned red, turned his body so that his backside was facing them, and swung a Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger.

"Damn it, you get what you pay for. I need to buy another pair of pants." Xiao Shuai took out his phone.

Li Yan noticed that Yu Qingya had gone upstairs, so he withdrew his divine sense and strolled to the vicinity of the classroom door.

Jiang Yingzhu had already stopped her match with the elementary school students. Seeing him approach, she asked:

"Li Yan, what do you think of Wu Wuwu?"

"?" Li Yan typed a question mark.

I don't quite understand how I got involved with Wu Wuwu.

Mei Mengqian also looked at Li Yan, and some boys and girls nearby also heard the commotion.

Li Yan didn't speak, still looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Yingzhu felt that he was becoming a bit like Guo Cailing; didn't he understand such a simple meaning?

"Don't you think Wu Wuwu's line just now was really cool?"

Are you trying to say I'm pretentious?
If she weren't a pretty girl, she would have already been taken by Aruba.

Li Yan mentally complained, but nodded in agreement.

"Kind of."

"Right, right? I think I can do it too." Jiang Yingzhu patted her chest. "Old Jiang is a cultured man too."

Jiang Yingzhu automatically designated all the numerous books in her home as her own.

And I have seen it.

Solving problems with formulas is simple.

"Then you can give it a try."

Li Yan continued to encourage her, wanting to see what kind of mural Jiang Yingzhu could name.

Mei Mengqian also looked at Zhuzhu with some curiosity, feeling that it would be difficult for Zhuzhu to make up such a story.

Jiang Yingzhu entered a state of deep thought, her mind surging with inspiration. She felt that if she thought for a little longer, a world-shaking quote would be born.

Just when she thought she was about to figure it out, she heard hurried footsteps behind her.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Yu Qingya ran to the door, took out her key, and opened it.

"Qingya, slow down," Mei Mengqian reminded her, and Yu Bing also chimed in.

"It's not too late, morning self-study hasn't started yet."

Then, he added, "You have good grades, so you can be a little late. We're all in the top ten, so we can all be a little late."

Upon hearing this, those around Yu Bing who weren't in the top ten looked on with heartache and indignation.

Li Ping, look at what you've taught.

The pure and kind elementary school student is gone.

There was only one religious follower who discriminated against academic performance, chanting incantations that were unpleasant to hear.

The door opened, and everyone filed in, taking their places one after another. The first thing they did was to finish their homework.

"Here comes the pen!"

"Has anyone written this in biology? I can copy it."

"Whoever wrote a weekly journal, I'd like to take a look."

Yu Bing took out her completed homework from the desk drawer and handed it in.

Upon returning, he looked at Yu Qingya and asked, "Qingya, why are you so late this time?"

“I went home on Sunday and took a Didi (ride-hailing service) early this morning.”

Yu Qingya's face turned pale as she said this.

"Was there an accident on the road?" Jiang Yingzhu turned her head and asked.

Li Yan also paid some attention to it, temporarily putting aside the idea of ​​whether he could refine a weapon spirit.

Some time ago, he created an automated medicine-refining aid.

Unfortunately, it just follows the program and has no intelligence. It can't even be considered AI, let alone a spirit.

Yu Qingya shook her head, "There was no car accident, and there were no problems on the road. It's just that the driver was eating noodles while driving."

"How do you eat it?" Jiang Yingzhu's eyes widened; there were even techniques she had never seen before.

Yu Bing raised her hand seriously and said, "Does he have four hands?"

“No.” Yu Qingya shook her head again. “It’s just eating noodles while driving, with both hands off the steering wheel.”

"This is too dangerous!" Mei Mengqian exclaimed.

Yu Qingya nodded. "So I told him to drive slowly, but who knew he would eat slowly too."

"I was on tenterhooks for half an hour."

(End of this chapter)