Kisaragi's Long-Strange Collection Notes

Of the three members of the Kim family, only Mrs. Kim spoke; Mr. Kim and the little boy remained silent.

Even though we've never met, social distancing is still in place.

Mr. Jin was dressed like a successful man, in a full suit, with a slightly round face and a bit of a belly, clearly indicating that he was well-fed.

The little boy, let's call him Xiao Jin for now, was dressed very stylishly in a vest with double straps, jeans, and leather shoes.

Chen Meimei isn't some seasoned veteran who's seen it all; she trusts her gut feeling when judging people.

He didn't dislike Mrs. Kim.

As long as there is no real malice in him, the more he talks, the more information he can provide.

"Mrs. Jin, is this your child? He's so handsome at such a young age; he'll be extraordinary when he grows up."

Chen Meimei's social tip: When you meet a family of three, praise the child instead of the adults, and you can't go wrong.

As expected, Mr. Jin smiled.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"My name is Chen Meimei."

"Haha, it's Brother Chen. It's fate that we live in the same building. I work in transportation. We should keep in touch more often in the future." Mr. Jin extended his hand.

Chen Meimei reached out and gently shook his hand.

Compared to Mr. Jin, Chen Meimei prefers to deal with Mrs. Jin.

Mrs. Jin's emotions are easily read on her face, making her quite easy to understand.

Mr. Jin was much more worldly; his speech was full of adult politeness, and he didn't show much emotion, making it difficult to discern his true thoughts.

Mr. Jin introduced himself, and Chen Meimei added, "I'm a student in this graduating class."

Upon hearing this, the Jin couple's faces both changed color.

The smile shifted.

Mrs. Jin's smug smile faded, while Mr. Jin put on a friendly smile.

"So you're the prospective 'mystery person'! My apologies for not recognizing you sooner, haha. It seems a big shot is about to emerge from our building," Mr. Jin praised enthusiastically.

Madam Jin subtly shifted her feet, discreetly placing Little Jin behind her back, and remained silent.

"What is [the Mysterious One]?" Little Jin, who was only 6 or 7 years old, heard a word he didn't recognize.

Mr. Jin patted Xiao Jin's head: "They are all outstanding geniuses like this young Chen. You should learn from Uncle Chen."

In the blink of an eye, the four of them had gone down to the first floor and quickly said goodbye.

After both sides have gone far away.

Mr. Jin's earlier enthusiastic smile vanished: "You almost caused trouble."

Madam Jin, holding Little Jin's hand, moved her lips slightly, but ultimately remained silent.

For ordinary people, no one wants to mess with a soon-to-be graduate, especially one who has only a few days left before taking their graduation exams.

Passing the exam is like leaping over the dragon gate, stepping into the extraordinary, shrouded in mystery, gaining both strength and status, and becoming someone ordinary people can't afford to mess with.

Even if they fail the exam, facing a life-or-death decision before the exam, they are prone to becoming irritable, impulsive, and reckless. Once they offend someone, even the city's laws cannot control them.

Chen Meimei found a small shop and happily ate a bowl of noodles with double the toppings.

This was the first time he had properly explored the surrounding area.

The shops were all open in the morning, and it was very lively.

The variety of shops is not very large.

There are only a few small shops selling food, groceries, clothing, and ingredients.

Most of them are selling things; there are very few purely service-oriented businesses.

He looked around a lot but didn't see any shops selling hairdressers, real estate agents, or courier services.

After walking for about twenty minutes, just as he was about to turn around...

The area beneath a building in front has been opened up and connected into one large store. Nearly 10 storefronts have been combined into one large store.

There is only one door, with the words "Nan Jun" carved on it.

There were two burly men standing guard at the entrance, their hands behind their backs, motionless.

Chen Meimei was very curious and went over.

The burly man on the left blocked his way: "Sir, this is the Southern Lord's Society. May I ask what business you have here?"

Chen Meimei nodded; the big man was much more polite than she had imagined.

"I live nearby, I was just passing by to take a look."

"This association is not open to outsiders, please stop here."

Chen Meimei didn't insist and turned to leave.

The young teacher had said that we could contact her if we had any problems in the next few days. Since she was a free tool, Chen Meimei didn't hesitate and immediately sent a message.

As the mentor of the graduating class, Fengling has been truly ready to provide assistance to the students in her class at all times these past few days.

Chen Meimei quickly received a reply.

Time: 10:27 PM

Sender: Young Girl's Teacher

Content: Why did you go to the [Nan Jun Society]? A society is an organization you can join after graduation. Aside from the outer circle, most official members are [Mystic] level 1 or higher mystics. We'll consider joining a society after the graduation exam.

Having gotten the answer and satisfied her curiosity, Chen Meimei turned and went home.

Before he even reached his own building...

I received another message.

Time: 10:39 PM

Sender: Young Girl's Teacher

Content: You have nothing better to do, huh? Stop wandering around and come to the school right now. Meet at the main gate.

Chen Meimei was indeed fine, and happened to be walking to the station.

At 11:15, he arrived at the school gate.

A dozen or so people had already gathered at the gate.

He recognized two of them: Yue Junyang and Mian Ruyan.

The wind chimes beckoned to him, signaling him to come over.

"Sister Wind Chime, why did you call me here in such a hurry?"

"Of course it's a good thing. We'll wait until 11:30, when everyone is here, and then we'll set off to visit the patient at the hospital."

Hospital? Visiting a patient?

Chen Meimei's confusion was no longer visible on her face.

But he had a single tuft of hair on his head that formed a question mark shape, making it incredibly eye-catching.

Fengling and her friends were stunned; they never expected Chen Meimei to have such a talent.

However, this is a mysterious world, and everyone easily accepted this new setting.

"Every year before the graduation exams, we select people to go to the hospital. If you're quick-witted there, you might find a chance to succeed."

In our Sixiang City graduation exam, the pass rate was 5%, the serious disability rate was 5%, and the rest died.

Those 5% of people with severe disabilities are, strictly speaking, also officially qualified [mysterious individuals] who have passed the test, but they require long-term hospitalization.

They are your seniors, and they have a lot of good stuff that they don't need themselves. Whether you can get it from them when you visit them depends on your own abilities.

Yue Junyang jumped in to make his presence known: "I went to visit my senior mainly out of genuine concern; I didn't expect anything in return."

Feng Ling glared at him coldly: "We'll talk about these things when we get to the hospital. What's the point of saying them to us now?"

The people around him also couldn't stand Yue Junyang's attitude.

At such a critical juncture, to visit someone who is neither a relative nor an acquaintance without a purpose, would one think others are fools?

Yue Junyang noticed the strange looks around him but didn't care.

He, Yue, is a gentleman. He keeps his words and actions consistent in public and private, so he has nothing to fear from gossip.

Chen Meimei looked around, not forgetting her best buddy: "Why isn't Liu Bo here?"

Fengling shook her head: "The list of visitors was arranged by the [dean]. Given Liu Bo's own circumstances and those of his family, he is not qualified."

Liu Bo's family runs a breeding farm, and it's said that their business is quite large. He's not qualified to do that.

Chen Meimei didn't know how she had managed to get into the team.

"Sister Wind Chime, what about me? Did you put in a good word for me?"

The young girl rolled her eyes at him: "You're the first one on the list. The [dean] was afraid you'd die in your graduation exam, so your mother, Chen Miaomiao, blew up Sixiang City."

Upon hearing this, Chen Meimei immediately straightened her back, turned her nose in the air, and arrogantly looked at the surrounding students.

Hmph, even connections have different levels. I, Chen Meimei, am a second-generation witch. From now on, when you see me, call me Brother Meimei.