I love you, brother, but you, the evil god, must fall into good.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine in this monthly exam..."

"We will win!"

Ao Yao comforted her, explaining that the monthly exams were not just about practical skills; academic subjects also played a significant role.

Although Class 1's average score in actual combat was slightly lower due to Lynn's dragging down the team, it was still a bit weak.

But it was also because of him!

Their average score in academic subjects consistently surpasses that of all other classes, and they even have the confidence to compete with Class Zero.

Class Zero.

The class is recognized as the top class in the school, with a college entrance rate of 96.5%.

As long as you can get into this class, and are willing to work hard, you are basically guaranteed to get into a prestigious university.

Zhou hope was in Class Zero and also served as the class monitor.

.........

.........

As dusk fell, the school bell rang, signaling the end of the school term.

Lynn returned home alone and had just finished feeding Pochi, who was lying in the yard, when Butler Xu called.

A rare tone of praise came from the other end of the phone.

"Young Master, the shadow you chose is truly genius."

Lynn was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, filled with doubt.

After listening to Butler Xu's detailed report, he immediately brought up Mu Mu'en's attribute panel.

The panel lights up, and a clear line of experience values ​​comes into view.

Current experience: 219

Lynn was stunned.

Previously, he personally assisted Boch in killing the second-tier calamity [Eight-Foot Lady], and after a lot of hard work, he only got 49 experience points.

However, in just half a day, the clone's experience points increased several times over.

Without a doubt, Mu Mu'en must be out there desperately grinding monsters and frantically hunting down Calamities.

Is this how you roll a first-order coil?

Lynn couldn't help but click her tongue in admiration, even feeling a little impressed with herself.

As expected of his clone, his self-discipline is off the charts!

The 1,000 experience points needed to break through to the second tier are getting closer and closer.

"Should I treat myself later?"

Thanks to the privileges of the [Player] sequence, he will consistently receive item rewards when he kills any Calamity or living being.

But when Lynn opened the loot list and saw the pile of spoils, his expression instantly became indifferent.

A collection of Tier 1 miscellaneous items: [Goblin's Tongue], [Goblin's Used Panties], [Goblin's Broken Axe]...

Lynn sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

"Sigh, why is it all just useless junk?"

He casually tossed a bunch of bizarre props into the system space, leaving them to gather dust in silence.

Then.

After making that bowl of noodles for Zhou hope, with a soft-boiled egg added on top.

Lynn then lazily lay down on the living room sofa and closed her eyes.

They appear to be resting.

In reality, his consciousness had already quietly sunk into his clone.

Although I just inherited a lot of combat experience from Mu Mu'en in slaying the calamity through synchronization.

But experience is ultimately just experience.

The real skills still require personal adaptation and practice.

not to mention.

Multitasking takes a much greater toll on mental energy than you might imagine.

Lynn had only recently regained her mental strength, and prematurely engaging in dual-track operations for an extended period could easily lead to mental exhaustion.

but……

This is my own home.

There were Polchi lying in the yard, and various defensive measures in place.

It's as safe as it gets!

Thinking about this...

Lynn simply poured over 90% of his consciousness into his clone.

.........

.........

Not long after, the villa's door was gently pushed open.

Zhou hope is back.

There was still some dust on the school uniform, and fine beads of sweat hung on his forehead.

Obviously.

After school today, I went to take care of some things on my way.

Just then, the prompt from the Salvation System slowly appeared.

【Savior.】

If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring!

[Although you used a disguise-type containment object to teach the individual named He Tao a lesson.]

However, according to system analysis, there is a high probability that the other party will cause trouble again in the future.

[It is recommended to completely resolve the potential risks.]

Zhou hope paused slightly, then looked at the dining table.

There was a bowl of noodles that was still warm.

On top, a golden and tempting soft-boiled egg lies quietly.

A smile unconsciously crept onto her lips, and she silently responded in her heart.

"Chief."

"I am the savior, not an evil god."

"Shouldn't we publicize someone over such a trivial matter?"

【……】

The salvation system fell silent.

I wonder if it's recalculating the host's mental state again.

A moment later.

"Slurp~ Slurp~"

After taking a shower, Zhou hope walked out of the bathroom in loose pajamas, gently licking away the trace of egg liquid left on the corner of her mouth, but her gaze fell on the living room.

Lynn lay quietly on the sofa.

Breathing evenly.

It looks like she's already asleep.

Zhou Xi watched quietly for a few seconds.

Nowadays.

My brother has already gone through so much for me.

Thinking about this...

She blinked and muttered something under her breath.

"However, I've had a very tiring day too..."

"Shouldn't I treat myself?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she put her hands behind her back.

Step by step.

Like a kitten stealing a snack, it quietly approached the sofa.

She first looked down at Lynn.

Ok.

He was sleeping soundly and breathing steadily.

There was absolutely no reaction!

"hey-hey……"

Zhou hope couldn't help but smile, then slowly squatted down, resting her chin on her hands.

He stared at Lynn's face at such close range.

I watched for quite a while.

"really."

"They're most well-behaved when they're asleep."

"You always have such a sharp tongue..."

She muttered a complaint under her breath.

But the next second, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, and he stretched out a finger.

He gently poked Lynn's face.

"Feels good..."

"Dude, it's such a shame you're not a girl!"

I tapped it again, but there was still no response.

Zhou hope's eyes lit up immediately.

"She's really asleep..."

She seemed to have discovered a new continent, and her courage suddenly grew considerably.

They were having a great time.

"But since I'm rewarding myself anyway..."

"Then the reward should be thorough, not excessive, right?"

Zhou hope nodded seriously, as if he were making excuses for himself.

Then prepare to sit down and think.

What should I do?

Should we do it or not?

.........

.........

The scene shifts to the outskirts of Okawa City.

A remote village that has long been abandoned.

Night falls.

Amidst the ruins, eerie roars could be heard from time to time.

Compared to being able to hide in the city and evade the calamity of the [Judgment] purge.

Such desolate places are more likely to attract low-level disasters.

after all.

Those calamities with real power have long since learned to hide themselves.

Goblins, which rank very low in the sequence, obviously don't have that kind of brain.

Not far away.

Butler Xu stood quietly under the tree with his hands behind his back, gazing at the figure in front of him.

At this moment, most of Lynn's consciousness had completely shifted to Mu Mu'en.

Although her body is still that of a loli.

But the person controlling the body inside was Lynn.

The broken short axe in his hand was something he had just snatched from a goblin.

At the same time, he became increasingly proficient in using the forty-ninth set of basic physical techniques of the Galactic Federation.

Inheriting experience is one thing.

Actually typing it out yourself is a different story.

One punch.

One cubit.

One kick.

Although the movements were still a bit clumsy, they became increasingly fluid.

Butler Xu stood at the back and nodded in satisfaction.

In just half an hour, his combat movements had become much more proficient than at the beginning.

now.

The last few level one goblins had been cornered, and one of them, gripping a wooden club, shouted something in a show of bravado but was actually quite cowardly.

"Goblin... does calamity deserve to die?"