“Ah, so Brother Ping’an, you weren’t doing it on purpose…”
Yan Shubing also realized she had overreacted. If Zhu Ping’an truly stopped doting on her, her loss would be considerable.
“Then Brother Ping’an, help me carry Brother Qingxian to the infirmary?”
“Sure! No problem! As long as Bingbing doesn’t hate me, I’ll do anything!”
Zhu Ping’an revealed a bright, warm smile like the perfect gentle guy. Wasn’t it just sweet talk? As if he didn’t know how to do that. Moving his lips a little wouldn’t cost him anything.
On the way to the infirmary while supporting Ye Qingxian, Zhu Ping’an could not help but think to himself.
Based on what he knew so far, he could exploit loopholes in the plot and even alter the process of events. However, certain crucial plot points could not be changed.
For example, although he had exploited a loophole to obtain nine Vitality and Blood Pills, he still ultimately had to give one to Yan Shubing. He could beat Ye Qingxian badly, but he still could not change the final result of losing to Ye Qingxian in the mock exam.
Simply put, he could change how events unfolded, but he could not change the final outcome.
After understanding this, Zhu Ping’an’s face darkened slightly. Did this mean that no matter what he did, he would ultimately end up as in the plot, dying in the jaws of a ferocious beast, chewed into pieces?
“I refuse to believe it…”
He remembered clearly that the beast which swallowed him whole was a Level 6 ferocious beast, equivalent in strength to a 6th stage martial artist.
As long as he kept exploiting loopholes in the plot and raised his strength to the 7th stage or even the 8th stage before encountering that beast, he refused to believe the beast could still devour him.
Though he thought this way, he was not entirely confident. The higher a martial artist advanced, the harder it became to improve. Reaching the 7th stage or even the 8th stage would not be easy.
Zhu Ping’an suddenly realized he had gained an extremely difficult mission: survive.
“Brother Ping’an, what don’t you believe?”
Yan Shubing looked at him in confusion as he stood at the entrance of the infirmary.
“Oh, nothing. Is Ye Qingxian alright?” Zhu Ping’an asked casually.
“Brother Qingxian is fine. It’s just that his enlightenment state was interrupted, and he suffered internal injuries from the backlash,” Yan Shubing sighed.
“How could this happen? It’s all my fault! If I had known Ye Qingxian would suffer backlash, I shouldn’t have conceded!” Zhu Ping’an looked extremely regretful.
“No one wanted this to happen. But Brother Ping’an, even if you didn’t mean it, you still hurt Brother Qingxian,” Yan Shubing said, her brows slightly furrowed.
“You’re right. It’s all my fault,” Zhu Ping’an said remorsefully.
“The school doctor said that if we could find a Blood-Enhancing Pill, Brother Qingxian’s injuries would recover quickly. If only we had one…” Yan Shubing looked troubled.
The Blood-Enhancing Pill was different from the Vitality and Blood Pill. Although both were first-grade pills, the Blood-Enhancing Pill was more focused on healing a martial artist’s injuries.
“Yes, if only we had one,” Zhu Ping’an nodded in agreement.
“What should we do? The college entrance examination is coming soon. If his injuries don’t recover, the impact on Brother Qingxian and even the entire Qingcheng High School will be huge!” Yan Shubing sighed again.
“Yes, the impact would be huge. What should we do?” Zhu Ping’an echoed.
Yan Shubing was speechless.
She vaguely felt that something about Zhu Ping’an was off today. In the past, if she said something like this, Zhu Ping’an would immediately exhaust every means to help her find a Blood-Enhancing Pill. But today, he was only talking.
“Bingbing, don’t worry! Rest assured, I’ll definitely help you think of a way! As long as I can find a Blood-Enhancing Pill, I will bring it to you!”
Zhu Ping’an looked at Yan Shubing affectionately, painting her a grand promise while holding back laughter. Did she really think he was still the same old simp?
“It’s alright, Brother Ping’an. You don’t have to blame yourself too much. If you feel too guilty, I’ll feel heartbroken.”
Yan Shubing stared at him with watery eyes, her tone full of ambiguity. In the past, Zhu Ping’an had been completely controlled by this routine of hers, manipulated in the palm of her hand, eager to give her even his heart.
“Don’t worry, Sister Bingbing. Leave it to me.”
Just as Zhu Ping’an continued painting promises tirelessly, his phone suddenly rang.
He stepped aside and answered it. A gentle female voice came from the other end.
“Xiao An, how did you do on this mock exam?”
Zhu Ping’an was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized who it was. It was his mother, Xia Yue.
His name had been chosen by Xia Yue. Her only wish for him was that he live safely and peacefully his whole life, so she named him Zhu Ping’an.
That way, every time someone called his name, they would be wishing him peace once more.
“Mom, I did alright. Second in the whole school,” Zhu Ping’an replied with a smile.
“Not bad! You little rascal, you’ve made me proud! Looks like the Vitality and Blood Pill I bought for you wasn’t wasted. Oh right, the pharmacy had a promotion last time. When we bought the Vitality and Blood Pill, they gave us a Blood-Enhancing Pill for free. Your foolish father forgot to give it to you. Come home when you have time to pick it up.”
As soon as Xia Yue finished speaking, Zhu Ping’an felt his scalp go numb.
So whenever Yan Shubing needed something, the heavens would immediately deliver it? If he had not transmigrated here, that Blood-Enhancing Pill would definitely have ended up in Yan Shubing’s hands.
He was not just a second male lead simp. He was practically the old grandfather inside Yan Shubing’s ring, providing whatever she wanted.
Xia Yue on the other end of the phone did not notice anything unusual and continued speaking.
“Oh right, it’s time for your living expenses. The college entrance exam is coming soon. Don’t try to save money. Spend what you need to. When you come home, I’ll give you the Blood-Enhancing Pill and 90,000 yuan together.”
“What? 90,000 yuan? That much?” Zhu Ping’an’s thoughts were instantly dragged back by the number. Even though his family was considered moderately well-off in Qingcheng, they usually gave him only about 10,000 yuan per month. Why was there suddenly so much more?
“How is 90,000 yuan too much? That Vitality and Blood Pill cost over 1 million yuan. You’re the first martial artist in our Zhu family. You must cultivate properly and not waste the efforts your father and I have put in. Pong! Six Dots!”
His mother Xia Yue’s voice sounded again from the other end.
Zhu Ping’an was speechless.