The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

As for holding Shiina Mashiro's hand, it's because she walks too slowly, and if you're not careful, you'll get distracted, lose your way, and get lost, making you wonder how she managed to grow up safely.

However, this mental fatigue is nothing compared to the gains. For example, the warm morning sun shines on his body, and Jiang Jing can clearly feel his skin greedily absorbing solar energy like photosynthesis, strengthening and transforming his body.

After the gene law chain merged into his body last night, the genes from Superman's bloodline multiplied and assimilated like a virus. Now, after absorbing the power of the sun, the conversion speed is dozens of times faster than at night.

"As expected of a Great Dao-level bloodline, the effect is already so strong even at the initial stage of fusion with the bloodline imprint."

Feeling the power surging from deep within his body, and his physical condition doubling in half a day, Jiang Jing's mood improved as well.

Most importantly, he doesn't need to cultivate his superhuman bloodline power; he can improve it quickly simply by sunbathing every day, making it the ideal cultivation method for lazy people.

For Kryptonians, being exposed to the yellow sun is like turning on a switch for super-extreme evolution; the wavelength energy contained in sunlight can promote the crazy evolution and leap of Kryptonian cells.

According to Jiang Jing's prediction, it would take him less than half a month to complete the first stage of superhuman bloodline transformation, and then proceed to the next step of increasing bloodline concentration. His strength would then be roughly restored to the level of the second stage of the extraordinary realm.

By then, they will be able to travel at speeds of 100 meters per second, deliver punches weighing ten tons, and be impervious to ordinary weapons and blades. Such strength will allow them to disregard the small-scale firepower of modern society, and this will only take a little over ten days.

The so-called extraordinary level refers to a person or being whose ability in a certain aspect has broken through the limits of ordinary people. For example, if a person's strength can break through the limit of 1,000 jin in punch, or their speed is 20 meters per second, they can be considered to have stepped into the ordinary first level of extraordinary.

Wearing a high school uniform, Jiang Jing and a beautiful girl walked slowly and unhurriedly during class time, making them quite conspicuous along the way.

However, Jiang Jing, the person involved, didn't care at all about the stares from those around her, and the other person was even less concerned; she had no concept of embarrassment or shame whatsoever.

By the time they arrived at the school, it was already past nine in the morning, and the opening ceremony had long since ended.

"This is for lunch. You're not allowed to eat it before then, understand?" Jiang Jing put the two Baumkuchen cakes and a drink he bought from the convenience store into Shiina Mashiro's backpack and gave her instructions.

"Why?" Shiina Mashiro tilted her head, looking at the Baumkuchen in her backpack and wanting to reach for it, even though she had already eaten two and wasn't hungry anymore.

"There's no reason why, otherwise I won't buy it for you tomorrow." Having figured out that the girl's thought process was peculiar and she was a bit dim-witted, Jiang Jing didn't explain and said firmly.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Shiina Mashiro's eyes, but her voice, barely audible, remained completely emotionless as she whispered, "Sora is so annoying."

"Fine... I hate it. Now you can go in and find Teacher Chihiro." With that, Jiang Jing pushed Shiina Mashiro into the instructor's office, where Chihiro Chihiro also looked over.

Before Chihiro could speak, Jiang Jing left immediately. Otherwise, he knew without a doubt that if he stayed, the other party would dump a lot of problems on him.

When Jiang Jing went to the notice board to find out which class he was assigned to this semester, the second period of the morning had already ended, and the classroom was very lively.

Jiang Jing walked in as if no one else was there, showing no embarrassment at being two classes late on the first day of school. He found the only empty seat by the window and lay down, ready to bask in the sun and take a nap.

Jiang Jing was astonished last night to discover that, seemingly due to the True Spirit, his mental strength naturally began to increase after his memories were awakened.

However, it also prevents one from actively cultivating other spiritual power, divine sense, or other techniques to improve it. After using them up, one can only slowly recover on their own, which is somewhat troublesome.

"Kanda-kun, you're already this late on your first day of class? Have you been assimilated by Sakura-sou?" Just then, the pretty girl in front of him, with her ponytail, delicate and distinct features, and a neat demeanor, turned around and frowned at him.

Jiang Jing looked up, his eyes somewhat blank. He stared blankly for a few seconds before coming back to his senses and saying, "Qingshan, hello! We're classmates again this year."

The girl's name is Nanami Aoyama. She was in the same class as Sorata Kanda last year, sitting on the left and right sides of each other. Originally, it should have been the same this year, but Eiji didn't sit in the empty seat to Aoyama's right because he wanted to sunbathe.

Previously, Mitaka Jin had used his special eyes to observe that Aoyama Nanami, who was tall and slender, had measurements of 81, 58, and 83. These measurements were almost comparable to those of a mature and voluptuous woman, and he predicted that she had great potential in the future, so he told him to make the most of it.

"By the way, let's put the lateness issue aside for now. When are you planning to move out of Sakura-sou?" Aoyama Nanami looked at Jiang Jing with a slightly nervous expression.

"Uh... don't you think it's very irresponsible for a student council executive committee member to say something like that?" Jiang Jing said lazily, slumped on the table.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Besides, today is the first day of school, so I'm being merciful and pretending I didn't see anything. There won't be such a good thing in the future." Aoyama Nanami snorted.

"I'm not moving."

"No...what? Why?" Aoyama Nanami exclaimed in surprise.

"Because I found living in Sakura-sou to be quite interesting; it's much more lively than living in the school dormitory," Jiang Jing said with a slight smile.

"Haha... Sorata is in our class this year too, that's great." Just as Aoyama Nanami was about to speak, a burly high school student walked over laughing and then tried to put his arm around Jiang Jing's shoulder very intimately, but Jiang Jing dodged it without leaving a trace.

“It’s Miyahara.” Jiang Jingdian nodded.

This high school student was one of Kanda Sorata's good friends at school, and had a good personality. However, Jiang Jing remembered that the student seemed to like Aoyama Nanami, and later confessed to Aoyama Nanami but was rejected.

What a mess of relationships. Jiang Jing shook his head, because Aoyama Nanami would eventually fall for him.

Because of Miyahara Daichi's interruption, Aoyama Nanami didn't say what she was going to say next, and then happily slept peacefully until lunchtime.

In Japan, the class schedule varies from university to university. For example, at the Water High School, classes start at 8:30 a.m., each class lasts 50 minutes, with a 10-minute break and an hour for lunch and rest.

In the afternoon, after two more classes, school is over. Students can do whatever they want with the remaining time. Those who want to participate in club activities can join, and those who don't can go home directly.

Moreover, the school atmosphere in Japan is very relaxed. As long as you don't disturb others in class, the teacher won't care if you sleep all the time. However, if you fail the final exam, you will have to retake it.

If you fail too many subjects and don't pass the retakes, what's the point of continuing your studies? You'll be forced to drop out.

"Kanda, where are you going? Didn't you bring a bento box today?"

Just as Jiang Jing grabbed a bread roll and a drink, preparing to go to the rooftop to sunbathe, Aoyama Nanami, who was also taking out a bento box to eat lunch, looked at him.

Jiang Jing shrugged and sighed, "I had some things to do this morning, so I didn't have time to do anything. I'm going to have lunch on the rooftop."

Thank goodness it was him. If it were the old Kanda Sorata, he would have been yelling and screaming in exasperation at Shiina Mashiro, who needed help with everything from washing her face to combing her hair.

After lunch, Jiang Jing, lying on the rooftop, was so comfortable basking in the sun that he didn't go down to class and slept until school was over.

When Chihiro Sengoku brought Mashiro Shiina to him, Jiang Jing was fast asleep, feeling warm and cozy and not wanting to move.

"I heard from Xiaochun that you slept on the rooftop all afternoon. What, are you planning to go astray?" Chihiro Sengoku said, her hands on her hips as she looked at the boy lying on the recliner, her brows furrowed.

Behind her, Shiina Masashiro quietly watched Jiang Jing, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Jiang Jing opened his eyes and said disdainfully, "What depravity? I'm just enjoying life ahead of time. The true meaning of life isn't just about studying."

"Enjoy life ahead of time. What is a little kid talking about life? Do you think you're already seventy or eighty years old and can't walk anymore?"

Chihiro looked at him imposingly: "Alright, I don't have time to discuss life with you. School's over now, so Shiina is in your hands. Take her to see the school or go back to Sakura Dormitory, it's up to you."

Chapter 8 Life Skills

After taking Shiina Mashiro for a walk around the school, Jiang Jing and Shiina Mashiro left the school and went to the supermarket. Jiang Jing was in charge of dinner today.

"Let me see what to buy tonight."

For Suimei High School, Sakura-sou was a place to exile problem students, so they were responsible for the daily cleaning and sanitation of Sakura-sou, with each student taking turns on duty for one day.

However, now that Shiina Mashiro is with him, Jiang Jing doesn't need to worry about the things that belong to her in the future being pushed onto him by Mitaka Jin and the others. This was something he couldn't escape from the moment he decided to take care of Shiina Mashiro.

"Stop! You can't eat this!" Jiang Jing shouted as he saw the bright red hot pot base packet in Shiina Mashiro's hand.

"It's red, so vibrant. Let me tear it open and see, but I won't eat it." Shiina Mashiro looked at Jiang Jing, her bright, beautiful eyes filled with curiosity.

Rolling his eyes, Jiang Jing flicked the girl's forehead. "Ah..." "Didn't I tell you this morning that you can't open the packaging of things in supermarkets and stores without paying?"

"I don't remember Sorata saying that." Shiina Mashiro covered her forehead, her lips slightly pouting.

"Didn't you say that? I remember you were eating rice cakes and you even nodded, right?" Jiang Jing shook his head speechlessly, not wanting to discuss this issue with her anymore. He took the hot pot ingredients from her hand and seemed to be deep in thought.

"I remember I redeemed a cooking skill, I think it was level six."

When Jiang Jing first entered the Nightmare Space, he hadn't yet mastered the art of fasting. Several times, he traveled to ancient times, and because he found the food delicious, he spent some points to exchange for cooking skills.

However, after entering the third stage of the Extraordinary Realm of Abstinence from Food, I stopped using it and gradually forgot about it.

Moreover, it wasn't just his cooking skills; due to various tasks, Jiang Jing also redeemed many other life skills, such as an eighth-level piano master and a ninth-level master of ink painting.

All life professions are divided into ten levels. It is very cheap to exchange for life professions in the Nightmare Space. Above level ten is the level of "entering the Dao through art". Generally, a five-star chef is rated at level five in the Nightmare Space.

So in the Sakura-sou restaurant that evening, everyone stared at the colorful plates of Sichuan dishes on the table, their mouths watering at the enticing aroma.

"This is Sichuan-style boiled pork slices from Xia Kingdom, this is spicy cold noodles, and this is spicy boiled fish. If you're afraid of spicy food, you can try this scallion-flavored spare ribs and Sichuan-style chicken. Everyone, please try them and see how they taste." Jiang Jing brought out the last dish, wiped his hands, and sat down next to Shiina Mashiro.

In an instant, the fastest among them, Misaki Kamiigusa, couldn't wait to stick her chopsticks into the middle of the table. The bright red boiled fish slices, emitting a pungent aroma, prompted the others to quickly join in as well.

The moment the smooth and tender fish slices mixed with the numbing spiciness entered her mouth, Misaki Kamiigusa's eyes lit up: "Wow...it's so delicious! Why haven't I seen you make this before, junior?"

"Mmm, this tastes great." After taking a bite of the spicy cold noodles, San Yingren gave Jiang Jing across the table a thumbs up, his eyes showing surprise.

"This boiled pork slices taste even better than the ones from the chef at that fancy hotel in Xia Guo." Ha... Chihiro Sengoku downed a big gulp of beer and excitedly reached for the boiled fish with her chopsticks.

Ding!

"Lord Ryunosuke said to leave him a portion of each dish covered with plastic wrap so he can eat it later when he's done with his work. Yours truly, the maid who loves Lord Ryunosuke the most." Jiang Jing's phone lit up from the side.

"It tastes alright, I guess." Compared to everyone else's reactions, Jiang Jing felt that the taste was only around that of a level 5 chef after taking a bite. After all, he hadn't cooked for a long time and was a bit rusty, plus there was a difference in his physical reaction.

Cooking skills, to put it simply, are about controlling the heat, knife skills, unique secret recipes, and the difference in ingredients. Once you get a little familiar with them, Jiang Jing can unleash 60% of his abilities.

However, he used to be only a level six chef, not yet at the level ten or above, where he could create unparalleled delicacies with just a piece of meat and salt, so he was very dependent on the ingredients.

The culinary skills of a five-star Sichuan chef produce dishes that are perfect in color, aroma, and taste, making them a rare delicacy for people like San Yingren.

Don't assume that Japanese home-cooked meals are delicious. They're mostly sushi, omelet rice, or curry rice, with a very monotonous flavor. Unless it's prepared by a top chef, they're far inferior to the diverse and colorful cuisine of China.

As for the quiet Shiina Mashiro, a small pile of bones had already accumulated in front of her on the table, and she was struggling with the scallion ribs and salt-baked shrimp.

The problem is, what's the meaning of putting the shrimp shells you peeled into my bowl?

Jiang Jing watched as Shiina Mashiro quickly peeled a salt-baked shrimp with her small hands, put the shrimp meat in her mouth, and left the shrimp shell piled in his bowl. He couldn't help but look at her with a puzzled expression.

Shiina Mashiro ignored him and continued doing her own thing.

"That's not right. Kanda, the food you used to cook was just so-so. I've never seen you cook Chinese food before. What's going on?" In front of the messy dining table, Chihiro Sengoku lay contentedly in her chair, looking at Jiang Jing with a puzzled expression.

"Yeah, junior, did you deliberately hide your strength before? You only went all out today to win over Mashiro. You're too cunning."

"Waaah... I missed out on so much delicious food! No way, junior, you have to make it up to me!" Misaki Kamiigusa said, her eyes full of resentment.

“Yeah, I’m curious too.” Mitaka Jin pushed up his glasses, looking at the river view across from him with surprise in his eyes.

"What hidden strength? Senior, you have a really wild imagination. The answer is here."

In response to everyone's questions, Jiang Jing pulled out the "Complete Guide to Sichuan Cuisine of Xia Country" from under his bottom: "I bought a book of Xia Country ingredients today. I made dinner according to the recipe in the book, and I didn't expect it to taste so good."

As he spoke, Jiang Jing stroked his chin and said, "Could it be that I'm a genius at cooking?"

"Isn't it?"

"real"

Wow, junior, you're amazing! I'll try it tomorrow too.

"Alright, tidy up the table first, I need to call a meeting at Sakura Dormitory." After saying that, Jiang Jing didn't care whether they believed him or not, he believed it himself, and stood up to tidy up his things.

The Sakura-sou Meeting is an important meeting where the members of Sakura-sou discuss the division of daily tasks such as cooking, purchasing, and cleaning the bathroom, as well as unusual tasks such as dealing with leaks and unclogging toilets.

After Jiang Jing briefly recounted what had happened that day, mainly about Shiina Mashiro's complete lack of common sense, he stood up, placed his hands on the table, and looked sharply at the other three members, speaking in a deep voice.

"Shiina's problem is very serious, and we must take it seriously. I think we need to work together to solve these problems. As members of Sakura-sou, we all have a responsibility to take responsibility."

"For example, Misaki-senpai is responsible for tidying up and preparing clothes for Shiina-san and blow-drying her hair, while Chihiro-sensei is responsible for guiding her in understanding common sense about life."