After refusing the water offered by the people around him, Xu Ge’s gaze fell on Mu Jing, who was lowering her head and struggling over the question of “Should I refill the watermelon juice with water? Would Xu Ge notice?”
He felt that she was definitely not thinking about anything good, but he was curious about what exactly she was thinking.
“What are you thinking about?”
Xu Ge’s voice was low and cold. Normally it would sound very attractive, but appearing so suddenly like that reduced the charm by more than half.
Feeling guilty like a thief, Mu Jing pretended to remain calm and took a sip of her watermelon juice. “I was thinking that the watermelon juice at school is actually pretty good. It only costs six yuan for such a big cup, and it’s really sweet.”
Xu Ge scrutinized her coldly. After a moment, he extended his hand. “Where’s mine?”
Mu Jing: ?
Xu Ge said, “Let’s set aside the life-saving favor for now. You also didn’t pay for the milk tea I bought yesterday.”
Mu Jing forced a twisted smile. “I thought with our relationship, we didn’t need to worry about a few yuan.”
“What relationship?”
Mu Jing glanced at the Brother Value, which was still at 0, and replied confidently, “I thought we were already friends.”
“Friends?” Xu Ge raised an eyebrow. He had been about to say something more, but at that moment the whistle of the military training instructor sounded.
The short break ended, and the freshmen had to resume their training activities under the blazing sun.
The first day was spent practicing standing posture and marching stance. The second and third days involved rock climbing and obstacle running. The fourth day included archery and combat practice. On the fifth and sixth days they would handle firearms. On the seventh day, the entire school would be used as a map for a full-day simulated gun battle exercise.
Tsk tsk. Was this what military training in another world was like?
Mu Jing was actually quite looking forward to it. Unfortunately, with her physical condition, intense exercise would result in fainting and hospitalization at best, or immediate death at worst.
Congenital heart disease could theoretically be cured in this world of strange powers, but currently none of the healing-type Ability Users could completely eradicate it.
Otherwise, considering how much Mu Jianbai doted on his daughter, he would have invited that person even if it meant bankrupting himself.
“Dear brother, do you think Xu Ge could cure me?” Mu Jing asked.
【The Male Protagonist can do anything, sister.】
“…That’s a brutally straightforward answer.” Mu Jing twitched the corner of her mouth. She really could not handle the System calling her “sister” in a Tianjin accent.
It wasn’t about whether it sounded good or bad. It was the kind of strangely addictive tone that brainwashed you after hearing it once.
【By the end of the story, the Male Protagonist can fuse his abilities together, combining all healing-type powers. He can even achieve something like ‘bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh on bones.’】
That was a little too overpowered.
And now that he had been reborn, wouldn’t he be even more outrageous?
Mu Jing closed her eyes. She almost felt like she might as well lay everything out to the Male Protagonist directly.
He knew she was an impostor, and she knew he had been reborn. It was simply a matter of who would speak first and break through that thin layer of unspoken truth.
“I have absolutely no malicious intent toward Xu Ge. Even if I reveal everything, I won’t lose anything.”
Mu Jing discussed it with the System. “But if he uses it to threaten me… no, Xu Ge wouldn’t stoop to that. He usually deals with things directly.”
【My analysis result is the same. Although the Male Protagonist is petty, his conduct is open and straightforward.】
“Then maybe we should…”
【Let’s reveal it, sister! Anyway, I’ve already lost hope in passing the assessment. Going back to be a clerical System would be fine.】
Mu Jing threw the empty cup of watermelon juice into the trash can. She quietly waited for the next break.
She decided she would reveal everything to Xu Ge, and do it seriously.
But plans could not keep up with changes.
After letting everyone rest, the military training instructor walked over to Mu Jing.
“Mu Jing, right?”
Mu Jing had just moved about a centimeter from her chair. Hearing this, she calmly sat back down. “Is something wrong, Instructor?”
“I know about your physical condition, but everyone else is training. It doesn’t look good if you just keep sitting here.”
The instructor was very young and looked friendly when he smiled. “After this break ends, you should join the formation and train too. If you feel uncomfortable, report it immediately.”
“Alright. Sorry for the trouble, Instructor.” Mu Jing nodded in agreement, though her gaze had already passed the instructor and landed on Xu Ge in the distance, who was standing and drinking water.
Xu Ge tilted his head back, his Adam’s apple moving clearly. There were both boys and girls around him, and occasionally he responded with a word or two.
Sure enough, rebirth made a difference. In the novel, Xu Ge had been silent like a bionic robot that had lost its voice module. Now he seemed much more lively.
“Instructor, what’s your Federation contact number?”
“Don’t ask. Military Federation accounts are strictly controlled.”
“Come on, just tell us. Other accounts are fine too~”
Mu Jing withdrew her gaze and looked toward the formation of her own class.
At that moment the instructor had already mingled with them. An outgoing girl had started asking for his contact information, while the rest either joined in the teasing or asked for it together.
Before transmigrating, Mu Jing had already been working for more than a year. Watching them now reminded her of her own university days.
It felt like there was a slight generation gap—as if she were watching a group of children who had not yet lost their childishness but were trying to act mature.
When the break ended, she stood up and moved to the back of the formation. Leaving the shade of the tree, the harsh sunlight immediately poured down on her body.
Xu Ge was also standing at the end of the formation. With just a slight turn of his head, he could see what was happening on Mu Jing’s side.
In less than a moment, a thin layer of sweat covered Mu Jing’s forehead and the tip of her nose. People who sweated easily suffered the most in midsummer. Even a little movement made sweat pour down like rain.
Directly in front of her was the back of a boy’s neck. Mu Jing blinked.
One second earlier she could still see the strands of hair lifted by the pressure of his cap.
The next second, everything went completely dark.
“Are you alright?!”
The first person to react was the boy standing in front of Mu Jing.
He heard a thud behind him, and when he looked down, he saw Mu Jing already lying unconscious on the ground.
The previously silent formation immediately erupted into chaos. As the instructor hurried over, Xu Ge also rushed over from another formation.
The instructor had just reached out to lift Mu Jing when his eyes suddenly lost focus for a brief moment.
By the time he regained his senses, Xu Ge had already picked Mu Jing up and carried her quickly into the shade.
He placed a hand on Mu Jing’s forehead. After only a few seconds, she opened her eyes from unconsciousness, though her face was still frighteningly pale.
“Life-saving favor,” Xu Ge emphasized once again. Without caring whether Mu Jing heard him or not, he turned around and returned coolly to his own formation.
The instructor of that formation laughed angrily and placed his hands on his hips.
“You were the one talking earlier, and now you’re the one running off to interfere with someone else’s group. What exactly are you trying to do? Who is she to you?”
The students in the formation silently picked up imaginary watermelons to watch the drama.
Xu Ge still wore his usual expressionless look. His voice remained calm.
“She’s my girlfriend.”
The instructor choked on his words for a moment. At the same time, the formation erupted into drawn-out teasing shouts of “Oh~.” Most of the voices came from the boys; the girls clearly had no mood left to enjoy the gossip.
“I’m fine.” Mu Jing waved at the instructor. “Sorry. My constitution is just too weak.”
“It’s good that you’re alright… sigh. Don’t train anymore. Just stay here and watch.” After what had just happened, the instructor was clearly frightened.