The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 406 Rainy Days Aren't So Cute
Monday, December 9th.

The sky was overcast, and a continuous drizzle clung to the streets along the way to school, weaving a fine net that enveloped the area.

Lin Li, wearing a raincoat, rode his bicycle through the wet streets, his wheels splashing water as they churned through the puddles.

If there are pedestrians walking nearby, Lin Li will immediately slow down. Even when riding a bicycle, he is so considerate. This is the king of quality in Xiling, the last pure land in Xiling.

Seeing the large group of pedestrians with umbrellas on the road, Lin Li really didn't understand.

The rain is what soaks them, and it's also what causes them trouble. Yet, instead of raining, they use umbrellas. It's truly sad for umbrellas. The worst aspects of human nature are on full display at this moment. Sigh.

Given the weather, it seems there's no need for morning exercises today, and naturally, no need for a speech either. There's nothing to regret or pity about, and Lin Li is quite happy with that.

classroom.

According to unofficial historical records, Zhang Fei was once the governor of Bazhou. Because he was a big, dark-faced man who was incredibly brave, he was a true man. The people and his officials at the time all respectfully called Zhang Fei "Black Man Bazhou"!

"Have you noticed that almost all the domestically produced Black Mambas that look a lot like Lao Da on the internet come from the Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou regions? This is actually an influence left over from the Three Kingdoms period."

This matter is also recorded in "The Song of the Pipa"—"The gate is deserted, horses and saddles are few; the old jailer has married a merchant; the current jailers are all descendants of Zhang Fei, their blood flowing with his chickens!"

Bai Bufan's voice remained clear, ensuring Lin Li didn't miss the daily anecdotes about the Three Kingdoms.

"Where is the Chuanyungui area?" Wang Ze asked, somewhat confused.

"Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, you didn't study geography at all?" Bai Bufan paused, frowned, and seemed about to launch an area-of-effect attack on the sports students.

"Damn, isn't the conventional name for Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan? Why did you change the order? After hearing it misheard, I thought it was something like 'A Arrow Piercing the Clouds'—" Wang Ze said speechlessly.

Bai Bufan glanced at them coldly: "These days, who would trust Sichuan to be behind? If Sichuan is behind Yunnan and Guizhou, who will take responsibility if Yunnan and Guizhou are defeated? Wang Ze, you?"

Lin Li, who had just walked into the classroom, nodded upon hearing this, looking at Wang Ze with disdain, and echoing Bai Bufan's statement:

"Exactly, haven't you heard? Round face, white socks, and a beard, Lin Xinru on Chunxi Road; white socks, glasses, and gold earrings, Fan Bingbing on Tianfu Avenue. Zhao Lei said it himself: Chengdu is more than just last night's wine that makes people cry."

"I reckon that Zhao Lei was drunk the day after he farted and a balloon filled with shower gel popped out. He remembered dreaming the night before that he was pooping and the more he pushed, the more the poop went in. He instantly understood everything and wrote this song while crying."

"So, you're still letting Sichuan lag behind Yunnan and Guizhou? What did Yunnan and Guizhou do to you?"

At this point, Lin Liren walked over to Wang Ze's side, shook his head, chuckled, and patted Wang Ze on the shoulder:

"But then again, it's normal for you to support me, Wang Ze, after all, it's you."

Wang Ze: "(；☉_☉)?"

So, that's how it was considered?

Sichuan should indeed be ranked ahead of all other provinces, something that Shanghai and Beijing probably wouldn't want to compete with.

"Grass!"

"Stop eating, take your rice noodle rolls." Lin Li took out a breakfast and gave it to Wang Ze.

"Thank you. In return, would you like to check if my rice noodle rolls are powdery?" Wang Ze took the rolls and chuckled.

Lin Li's features scrunched up. The smell was too strong. From now on, when writing names, Wang Ze should be written first. After kicking Wang Ze in the butt to make him get lost, he continued to distribute breakfast.

"Bao Weizeyu, you two, divide your steamed buns among yourselves."

"Extraordinary, your noodle soup."

Looking at the soup noodles in front of him, Bai Bufan frowned, realizing that things were not so simple. He narrowed his eyes: "Lin Li, didn't I order fried noodles?"

Lin Li: "On rainy days, fried noodles are prone to turning into soup noodles, so please be understanding."

Bai Bufan: "(；☉_☉)?"

"Wait a minute! I thought you just ordered the wrong thing! So this is how the soup noodles came about? So this liquid isn't soup, it's rainwater?! Holy crap! How the hell can we eat this?!

Lin Li frowned slightly, feeling that Bai Bufan was being a bit out of touch with reality, so he asked seriously, "Bufan, let me ask you, of all these things—pus, gutter water, Ganges water, excrement, and rainwater—which is the cleanest?"

Bai Bufan: "?"

"……rainwater?"

“You know rainwater is the cleanest!” Upon hearing this, Lin Li immediately looked at Bai Bufan with a “If you understand, why ask?” expression. “Then that’s settled. Here, take it.”

Bai Bufan: "(；☉_☉)?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Bai Bufan completely lost his composure and became slightly frantic:
"What the hell are you saying, 'That's fine then'?! Don't you know what kind of options you're giving me?! You even used the word 'poop water'! Do you have to compete to see who's worse?! Can't you just drink some human water?!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Li walked over to Bao Wei, who was watching the show while munching on a steamed bun, and the two exchanged a glance for a second.

stare--

Lin Li shook his head, ignoring the question, and then waved the breakfast in his hand to his deskmate Qin Zeyu, requesting:

“Zeyu, drink the soup and spit some saliva. Bufan insists on drinking human water. There’s just no way to deal with him.”

Zhou Baowei and Bai Bufan: "..."

Bai Bufan ☉_☉: "Hey bro, this isn't the kind of water I want from humans."

Zhou Baowei completely lost his composure and became agitated:
"Hey Lin Li, can you explain why you stared at me for so long before finally choosing Ze Yu out of disgust? Am I even human?! Am I?"

"This must be soup noodles. How could fried noodles with rainwater have this effect?" Qin Zeyu chewed on a bun and examined Lin Li's breakfast with a look of surprise. "Besides, our buns didn't turn into soup dumplings. They shouldn't have gotten watery, right?"

"Not bad, Zeyu, I declare you a human being in Class 4 of the first year of high school! You're incredibly intelligent!" Lin Li praised, then handed the bag and chopsticks to Bai Bufan.
"The fried noodles are sold out, and it will take quite a while to wait. I don't have time to wait, so I'll get you a different one."

Actually, it's not that he's particularly short on time. For example, there's still some time before morning self-study, so Lin Li isn't exactly arriving right on time.

But Lin Li couldn't possibly miss the morning's historical anecdotes just so Bai Bufan could have the breakfast he wanted, could he?
Although Bai Bufan could repeat the story, a rebroadcast lacks the sense of ceremony of a live broadcast.
"walk slowly."

But when Bai Bufan heard that there was still breakfast to eat, he immediately accepted it, and was even a little happy.

This is the psychological principle of refusal to withdraw – if you want to open a window, you must first open the door. Poor Bai Bufan was manipulated by Lin Li.

Lin Li sat back in his seat, waiting for the morning self-study session to begin, feeling somewhat idle.

I glanced at the system and realized I hadn't used my free refresh opportunity for the week.

The six item slots are currently "Random Quality Spirit Stone", "Luck Talisman", "Universal Magic Treasure", "Ability Amplifier (+2)", "Longevity Pill", and "Feather Restoration Pill".

The last five will likely be useful in the future, and the most suitable refresh target is the "random quality spirit stone", since it can only provide far less spiritual energy compared to the spiritual energy accumulated in the "Fire-Nourishing Sword Gourd".

However, the "spiritual spring" is surprisingly persistent, and to this day, it continues to continuously emit spiritual energy.

Although Lin Li's threshold for spiritual energy had greatly increased after seeing the amount of spiritual energy on the Upside-Down Mountain, he felt that this amount of spiritual energy was indeed thin and scarce, but it was persistent.

This is why he didn't choose to change it in the early morning. After careful consideration, in order to avoid the risk of running out of money in the future, Lin Li decided to buy one "random quality spirit stone" every day from last Sunday to this Monday and Tuesday and store it in the [warehouse] without using it.

In this way, if one really cannot return to the cultivation world, and one day the "spiritual spring" dries up, one can still rely on buying "luck talismans" to improve luck and then use these reserves to obtain "spiritual springs" or "high-grade spirit stones" to continue the spiritual energy needed.

Three should be enough. Lin Li's shop now has a "probability-based selection" mechanism. If you use the three slowly, even if you only get the guaranteed reward, you can still accumulate enough for a chance to refresh with a specific keyword. Then you can select a spiritual energy or something similar to solve the problem again.

"Ugh—I'm so sleepy."

After finishing breakfast and taking out the trash, Bai Bufan sat back down. Feeling full and sleepy, he yawned and then began his usual Monday barking: "I don't want to go to school, I don't want to study, I'm going to blow up this school..."

He then looked at Lin Li and said, "Lin Li, I think the current social system is not perfect enough."

Lin Li looked over with a bit of interest, wondering why it had suddenly turned into a political discussion.

“I have three suggestions,” Bai Bufan said, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Let the elderly go to work. They get up early, aren't sleepy, and the transportation is free."

“Let middle-aged people go to school. They always regret not having studied enough and not going to university back then. Let them go back and make up for their regrets.”

“If we send young people to nursing homes, they won’t know anything. They just like to eat, sleep, and play. But we can eat and go to the toilet on our own. Nursing homes can save on caregiver costs and upgrade electronic devices for young people.”

"Lin Li, do you think this system might be better?"

Lin Li: "..."

"You know what, you really have to admit, it's actually a pretty perfect closed loop." Lin Li gave a thumbs up.

If successfully implemented, Lin Li estimates that the problem of population aging will be greatly alleviated: those who can resist committing suicide when they get old are truly amazing.

“OK, I understand now that you've said that,” Bai Bufan nodded emphatically, a fire of compassion burning in his eyes.
"I've made up my mind. Studying medicine won't save the people of my country. I'm going to abandon medicine and go into politics. I'm going to take the civil service exam. I'm going to promote this policy and benefit everyone! I'm going to benefit future generations and unify the world!"

"Bufan, by the time you pass the civil service exam, you won't be a young man anymore," Lin Li reminded him.

Bai Bufan's tone instantly became calm and cold: "Then young people should be whipped to go to work."

Lin Li gave a thumbs up.

This is about forgetting one's roots.
……

On the way back to the classroom after lunch.

"Didn't it start raining in the middle of the night? How did you manage to get to the classroom without an umbrella? How did you even get here this morning?"

Walking into the classroom under one umbrella with Chen Tianming, carefully avoiding the puddles, Lin Li said with a hint of disdain, "I just borrowed Bufan's umbrella this morning. I didn't leave my umbrella in the dorm; I didn't bring one at all. It rained when I went home one week ago, but I didn't bring it back to school." Chen Tianming also seemed a little helpless.

The next monthly exam is in two days, so it's normal for Chen Tianming to go to the classroom at noon this week. Since he didn't bring an umbrella, he walked with Lin Li after lunch.

"I hope you'll learn your lesson this time. People can't teach someone everything, but experience teaches you everything in one go. I used to forget my umbrella all the time too," Lin Li reminisced.
"But in my past life, I forgot to bring my umbrella when I went skydiving. I was really scared and helpless at the time. Luckily, it didn't rain that day."

After that incident, I always kept an umbrella in the classroom to make sure I always had one available.

Lin Li came in wearing a raincoat this morning, and what he's holding now is a spare umbrella that's in the classroom locker.

Chen Tianming: "(；☉_☉)?"

"Wait, wait a minute! Did you forget your umbrella when you jumped? That's not even a question of whether it's raining or not! What are you 'thanking' for?!"

Lin Li calmly said, "On rainy days, blood can easily get everywhere, which is very troublesome."

Chen Tianming inexplicably calmed down as well: "That's true."

"Sigh, but there's no need for me to buy another one at the convenience store, it's a waste of money. I'll just make do this week. It shouldn't rain all week anyway. I already wrote a note in my backpack this morning, and I'll put the umbrella in my backpack as soon as I get home this week."

Chen Tianming explained his decision, and then expressed his concerns:

"I hope I remember to bring my schoolbag this week, and I also remember to check it."

Who can understand the despair of preparing everything tonight and putting it in your coat pocket for easy carrying because you have something to do tomorrow, only to wear the wrong coat the next day?

Chen Tianming understood.

And remembering to rummage through your schoolbag after returning home on the weekend after the exams is an even bigger challenge.

“Hey Tianming, I suggest you write ‘正正下’ on your inner thigh. You’ll need to use the restroom when you get home, right? That way, when you see it, you’ll remember to bring your umbrella,” Lin Li suggested.

Chen Tianming's lower eyelid twitched slightly: "Explain why seeing these three words reminded me of bringing an umbrella."

"Because that's how many times there have been traitors among you. A normal person would naturally associate that with not having a condom, and wouldn't they immediately think of bringing an umbrella?" Lin Li said calmly.

"Stop slandering and defaming normal people here!!" Chen Tianming could no longer remain calm.

"If you still feel uneasy, you can write 'No Condom' and add an upward arrow."

"Phew—" Chen Tianming let out a long sigh and smiled:

"Hehe, Lin Li, you're so handsome, have you ever considered going for a punk or street style? I think you'd really suit getting lip piercings, like on your upper and lower lips, maybe a hundred or two."

To be honest, if I were to actually write it down, I would definitely remember to bring an umbrella when I pee. It has nothing to do with Lin Li's way of making associations, but rather that Chen Tianming would think about why he did something so stupid, and then he would recall today's conversation and bring an umbrella.

Of course, the effectiveness of the suggestion doesn't mean the person making the suggestion won't be criticized, so Chen Tianming will still continue to attack.

Lin Li frowned slightly. As a cultivator, how could he not hear the veiled meaning in Chen Tianming's words?

The dignity of cultivators must not be insulted!
Counterattack begins!
Chen Tianming frowned, looked up at the gray clouds and continuous drizzle in the sky, and pondered, "Lin Li, look up, what can you see?"

"Umbrella." Lin Li looked up upon hearing this and, after seeing the black umbrella, replied.

Why can't I see it?

"how could I know."

"Then let me ask you, why are all the umbrellas tilted towards you?"

"The wind was too strong, that's why."

"There's no wind at all, you bastard! Move the umbrella closer, you didn't even share much with me, my right shoulder and lower body are completely soaked!"

"Are you wet down there?"

"..."

Chen Tianming suddenly calmed down: "Lin Li, tell me, if you can't make dirty jokes, what's left of your life?"

"Have you read the classic novel *Dream of the Red Chamber*? There's a line in it: 'Like birds that have eaten their fill and flown back to the forest, leaving behind a vast, clean expanse of yellow earth.' I think that's the answer."

Seeing that Chen Tianming suddenly started talking to him about such lofty topics as life, Lin Li became a little more serious.

"Reasonable."

……

Arrive at the classroom.

I shook the wet umbrella off, opened it, and left it to air dry in the ventilated area at the top of the stairs. I'll put it away later; it won't block anyone's way for long.

I glanced back at the classroom and saw that there were already a few people there, but of the lunchtime trio, only I was there.

So I simply stood in the corridor, bent over, and watched the water droplets that had gathered under the metal handrail, about to fall but not yet, and flicked them one by one at a time as if flicking my head.

The plump water droplets shattered one by one.

Fun, love to play.

Even if you cultivate immortality, you must not forget your original aspirations.

When he was a child, Lin Li would simply press down on the ground with his palm and then sweep away the water droplets as he walked. But ever since he once swept away a pile of bird droppings, Lin Li has grown up and become much more mature.

"What are you doing?" A clear and melodious voice, like a mountain spring, sounded from behind, carrying a hint of curious amusement.

Lin Li turned around and saw Chen Yuying standing not far away, holding a light-colored umbrella. Rainwater slid down the umbrella ribs, and her fair cheeks were made even more translucent by the cool air of the rainy day. Her eyes were clear, like obsidian soaked in rainwater, and she was smiling at him.

When Lin Li saw Chen Yuying in his mind, he always felt that there were many words to describe her.

Everything beautiful is interconnected with it.

Standing next to Chen Yuying was Ding Sihan, who was also tidying up her umbrella.

Lin Li looked at her.

Ok.

people.

It's people!

Although Lin Li didn't say anything, Ding Sihan felt that the look in his eyes was quite filthy, so she gave Lin Li the middle finger, cursed back a few times, and then went back to the classroom alone.

sensible.

I retract my previous assessment. Simply describing Ding Sihan as a person is too simplistic; I should add the word "good" to it!
He is a good person!
"I was wondering if it would rain this weekend," Lin Li replied to Chen Yuying's question with a smile, snapping out of his reverie.

"Do you want it to rain or not?" Chen Yuying took a few steps closer and asked softly.

“I don’t like rainy days,” Lin Li shook his head without hesitation. “On rainy days, I need to hold an umbrella and can’t hold you with both hands, which is annoying.”

Her cheeks flushed suddenly, and Chen Yuying pursed her lips. Perhaps it was from the sugar residue left over from her lunch that made them taste slightly sweet.

Although Chen Yuying often hits straight shots, it doesn't mean she can easily handle Lin Li's occasional straight shots.

Therefore, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, and when she looked up again, her eyes were shimmering with tears.

"Then I'll hold the umbrella for you?"

"I want you to hug me with both arms too."

"So we should all wear raincoats?"

"One layer of raincoat on your hands, one layer of raincoat on your body, and including yours, that means there are four more layers of raincoats between us when I'm holding you, which is even worse."

The girl murmured softly, her delicate hand pinching her chin, tilting her head as if she were thinking and weighing her options.

Finally, she looked up at Lin Li, flashed a gentle smile, and nodded vigorously:

"You're right, rainy days are awful."

It was as if what he hated was the very thing she thought was most deserving of hatred in the world.

"Right? Rainy days are awful." Lin Li laughed too.

"Hmm~"

Not far away, at the top of the stairs.

Wang Yuezhi, who had just come out carrying an umbrella, was expressionless. Rain dripped from the tip of the umbrella and gathered into a small puddle at his feet.

Everyone.

Don't forget it.

The WeChat name of "Prison King" has always been:
"Rainy day".

(End of this chapter)