The Thirteen Trials of the Deceptive Monk

(Contact...Contact regularly...)

It sounds like I've heard it somewhere before.

A voice that resonates directly from the heart.

(Ah, the signal is working again!)

(Regular contact. Did you hear that, Agent Vess?)

Lu Wenjun sat bolt upright in bed, instantly wide awake. The one-eyed pattern on the back of his hand came to mind, and he finally realized what he had overlooked.

That voice! The voice that rang out when the one-eyed creature appeared!

Chapter 18 Top-Tier Intellectual Battle

Lü Wenjun realized that he had made a grave mistake.

It's not that there are no hidden dangers; the biggest crisis is right at his fingertips. The acceptance letter that inexplicably appeared in his bag, the one-eyed ability to analyze ancient texts, and the "golden finger" that ensured he passed the entrance exam—these are what he should worry about most!

The notice and the one-eyed creature were the source of all the bizarre encounters, and the female voice must be someone who knew about the "eye." His biggest concern wasn't how to deceive the teachers and students, but how to deceive the person behind that eye!

(That...agent? Agent Vess?) The female voice sounded slightly doubtful.

Lu Wenjun focused his attention to the limit, and he replied in his mind in a low voice: (Received. The signal is better than on the train.)

(Oh, that's great! This is the first time I've ever had such a long-distance cross-border communication. Wait a moment while I try signal boosting...)

After a few crackling sounds like electricity, Lü Wenjun's eyes lit up.

He "saw" a long-haired girl with light blonde hair. The girl was standing in front of a comfortable office chair, reaching out to adjust something behind the camera.

(Is this okay?)

(There's a lot more information now.)

The blonde girl sat down, hugging her knees, and smiled contentedly. She looked younger than Lü Wenjun, and was wearing loose loungewear and shorts.

(So, let me introduce myself. I'm Prophet Sheen, your liaison for this mission. It's our first time working together, so I hope we can cooperate smoothly.)

(Agent Veshers, nice to meet you.) Lü Wenjun mumbled incoherently, (How does my voice sound?)

(Hmm...that sounds like a typical handsome guy's voice. Are you disguised as a good-looking young man this time? Not planning to pick up some female students along the way, are you?)

Judging from her words, "Agent Vishers" is a skilled disguiser... so there's no need to worry about his appearance, voice, or other external factors giving him away for the time being, which is a rare piece of good news.

Lü Wenjun remained calm: (They're just ordinary male students; I don't intend to cause any trouble outside the scope of the task.)

Sheen waved his hand: (I don't believe it. I've heard about your womanizing ways more than once in the monitoring room.)

This guy's a 007-style agent! Does he expect to hook up with a movie heroine on every mission? That sounds like a pretty difficult disguise!

Lu Wenjun decided to temporarily shift the topic away from his romantic affairs, since it was too easy to expose his secret if he brought it up. He wanted to test the waters a little.

(At least this time, the mission is the priority.) Lü Wenjun said, (I need to confirm again whether there have been any changes to the mission details?)

(The situation remains stable for now, so the mission remains unchanged: to obtain the Jade Record.)

Sheen shuffled her chair over to a metal cabinet and pulled out a high-tech bodysuit. As she shook it, she said, "(However, it's best to abandon the plan we forcibly stole. It was confirmed this afternoon that all three of the academy's mythical-level experts, besides the principal, have been here recently. If we go too far, even you won't be able to return safely.)"

Lü Wenjun countered with: (So?)

(So ​​let's stick to the original plan and make full use of the school's rules~) Sheen used something that looked like an air pump to inflate his bodysuit. (Use your cunning and shrewdness to defeat those genius kids, become the school's star, and use your freshman privileges to rightfully ask for that book!)

……ah?

The part of Lü Wenjun who was acting like an ordinary, sensible person was slamming his fist on the table and cursing.

What kind of makeshift plan is this? So you guys are just sending 007 here to take an exam for a scholarship? Your operation plan is utterly ridiculous in every sense of the word!

This isn't even a matter of execution. He'd even heard of the *Jade Record*, a book supposedly an ancient alchemical manual containing the secrets to reaching truth—probably a very high-level original text. Even if someone dared to ask for something so prestigious, would the school actually give it to them? They'd be lucky if they weren't kicked out of the library!

(I believe we have the initiative in this plan...)

Lu Wenjun forced the words back into his throat.

Because the prophet Sheen has begun to undress.

She casually took off her top, revealing her fair and lovely midriff. The simple white fabric covered the small mound, lightly caught by the hem of her top. She patted it off casually and said, "(There's nothing I can do about it. That 'eye' is too high-ranking; we simply can't spare the budget for a large-scale operation. By the way, did you try using that one?)"

(It's very convenient...)

Lu Wenjun gave a casual reply, but he could almost hear the sound of his own disguise crumbling.

What on earth is going on?

Why take off clothes for regular communication? Does communication in the magical world contain some adult implication he is unaware of?!

No, absolutely not. The Prophet Sheen had previously joked about the agent's womanizing, and in the context of implied communication problems, that joke seemed very out of place. There must be a reason she did this; could it be…

A sudden inspiration struck Lü Wenjun.

Has she begun to have doubts?

—Is she trying to test the cadres using this method?

Calmly reflecting, this contact was the Prophet's first meeting with the agent. The Prophet knew little about the agent's past, only that he was a dashing and debonair fellow. She might have become suspicious due to the previous delay in replying, but she had no past missions to use as evidence to verify the truth, and it wasn't appropriate to report such a mere suspicion to the organization… because if she were merely being paranoid, it would only embarrass her…

She simply resorted to this unexpected tactic, because a person's character is extremely difficult to change. An old lecher might laugh or ignore a young girl's advances, but he would never panic!

If he is shocked or panicked, then such a reaction would completely confirm the prophet's suspicions!

Wow, that's impressive, you're a professional... You almost gave yourself away!

Having figured this out, Lü Wenjun maintained a composed expression with great willpower, his demeanor as natural as before. In situations like this, patience is key; whoever loses their composure first loses.

He calmly continued the conversation: (However, the cost of analysis still needs to be considered. Even a variant-level spell already consumes 1.)

(After all, it's the 'Eye of Living Sacrifice,' it won't work unless something is sacrificed to it. I remember that loot and victories can be converted into 'Tears of God,' so if you want to speed things up, try to stand out as much as possible.)

The prophet Sheen was admiring his slender upper body in the mirror, occasionally running his fingers across his abdomen. This oblivious attitude revealed an extremely strong mental fortitude.

That's impressive. That's precisely why we need to focus on serious topics. Lü Wenjun is now a polite old lecher; you absolutely cannot bring up topics like body image unless the other party gives a hint!

(The processing time for textbook analysis is generally above 2.)

Lu Wenjun revealed new information, which he had come to by secretly reading his textbooks during class over the past two days.

All the textbooks showed a consumption of 2, except for "Introduction to the Ultimate Magic," which showed 3. Leaving aside the fact that he only recovered one Divine Tear after the train battle, he seriously doubted that even if he had enough Divine Tears, he would still be struggling to analyze these massive tomes.

(So ​​tall?) Sheen was taken aback. (It's probably because the copy is missing too much information. To quickly stand out, I'll use 'original' instead.)

(That's what I wanted to say. A top first-year student who never uses the techniques from the textbook—isn't that suspicious?) Lü Wenjun moved on to the main point, (To solve this problem, we need more 'Divine Tears'...)

Sheen looked exasperated: (Stop, stop, I know. I'll help you apply for divine resources, but don't get your hopes up too high, okay?)

Great! In short, we've secured more budget! Whether for covert operations or for academic purposes, this is an excellent step!

Lu Wenjun was very pleased with himself, but he was a beat slow to reply.

Because the prophet Sheen started taking off his pants.

He mustered all his willpower to restrain himself from looking at her smooth, slender legs and above. For a clueless male college student who had never been in a relationship and had remained single, this was ten times harder than the battle on the train.

You must restrain yourself, Lü Wenjun! What's the point of pretending to be a secret agent or a noble family scion if you're tempted by lust? You've overcome so many obstacles before; you can't let yourself be defeated by a beautiful girl! Don't let your eyes wander, don't let your voice change—you absolutely cannot become a disgrace!

(...Ah, thank you, this is also a necessary preparation for the mission.)

(I think you just want more of the budget.) Sheen tossed his trousers aside. (By the way, I need to give you a serious warning: try your best not to use magic when your Divine Tears are at 0. At that time, the protective effect of your eyes will disappear, and the school will have a very high probability of detecting your true level. I can't guarantee what those three big shots will do.)

Those three big shots will probably have no reaction... After all, my actual skill level is just that of a novice mage who has just started learning, which fits my character perfectly...

Lü Wenjun chuckled: (Please trust my experience.)

(Yes, yes, I doubt a secret agent would make such a basic mistake~)

Sheen turned around and grabbed the futuristic bodysuit he had taken out earlier, and Lü Wenjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This action, along with the reply that seemed to signal the end of the conversation, should mean that the prophet Sheen was about to end the temptation.

No matter what, Sheen is a young girl, and using such methods is a test of her psychological limits. Lu Wenjun's composure and unwavering stance were enough to show that he understood her intentions. On the other side, unseen by the camera, Sheen was probably blushing and trying to calm herself down.

Ah, what a lovely young man. You certainly have quick wit, but lack patience.

Unfortunately, I won this round again!

(I will remain infiltrated from now on. Let me know if you need intelligence support such as reconnaissance or search. My contact information is... just a moment...)

Sheen encountered a small problem while putting on her bodysuit. The suit seemed to be custom-made, with very little space between the fabric and her body, so the white fabric on the upper part got stuck.

Lu Wenjun smiled, propping his chin up with one hand, treating it as a bonus. He was confident he wouldn't be threatened by the same tactics again, because he had completely overcome the test of seduction!

(The way to contact me is... press my eyes and call my name repeatedly... Damn it, this piece of junk...!)

Sheen tried several more times, but the bodysuit remained firmly stuck beneath the fabric, refusing to budge. Frustrated, she stomped her feet and reached behind her back.

Her fingers rested on the clasp behind her back.

Lu Wenjun's expression froze.

Wait, wait a minute.

Wasn't the test over? What is this? What's going on here?

The task has been explained and the details clarified. There's absolutely no reason to still have doubts, right? Why insist now? Where exactly did things go wrong? Where are the problems still?!

Sheen struggled with the clasp on her back; it was about to be undone. The last line of defense was about to be breached! This meant her suspicions had reached their limit!!

Think quickly before everything is beyond repair! Think now! It's already come to this point, and it's no longer acceptable to turn a blind eye. What is this old lecher supposed to say?

Under what circumstances would a young girl voluntarily unbutton her clothes in front of a strange man...?

The button was finally undone, and the moment his back was fully exposed, a sudden inspiration flashed in Lü Wenjun's mind!

(Prophet Sheen, do not move, I have something very important to tell you.)

(What!?)

Sheen stopped warily, and thanks to her hands, which hadn't yet let go, the fabric was still holding together with difficulty.

Lu Wenjun took a deep breath, feeling as if he were an old monk practicing in an ancient temple deep in the mountains, his heart as still as water.

(You forgot to turn off the camera.) he said.

Sheen turned stiffly, staring at the center of the screen. Her cheeks turned a deep red at a visible speed.

A second later, a shrill scream echoed in Lü Wenjun's mind.

(Eek!!!!)

The video feed went offline seconds ago due to extremely chaotic operations, and Miss Sheen's screams echoed incessantly. Lu Wenjun gently advised, "In short, calm down."

A clatter of falling debris followed, and Miss Sheen seemed to have bumped into something before she began to cry out in pain.

(Goo-wah!)

(Prophet Sheen, please reply. Please reply.)

(Waaaaah—I can't hear you—!!)

A knock came from the side of the door, followed by a mature female voice from behind the door: (Sheen, what's going on?)

(No! It's okay! Knight, don't open the door! I'm contacting Agent Vess!)

Sheen screamed urgently, her hurried tone suggesting she wasn't fully dressed. The female voice, referred to as the knight, said helplessly, "You... you didn't get won over after only a few minutes of chatting, did you?"

(How...how is this possible!)

The knight grinned mischievously: (Why not? His type is a surefire way to beat a young girl like you. If you're not prepared, you might find yourself being tricked into stripping naked in front of the camera without even realizing it~)

(…………………………)

(Hey, what's with the sudden silence? Could it really be...?)

(No! Absolutely not! I have to work now, goodbye!) Sheen screamed.

Another commotion of rummaging through drawers and cabinets. Lü Wenjun rested his cheek on his hand, his expression like that of a viewer watching a sitcom at 3:30 pm on a Sunday afternoon.

Suddenly I wasn't nervous at all.

And I really want to laugh, what should I do?

Chapter 19: Repression Ruined Me

(Agent—!) Sheen roared.