Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

Jiang Yuan looked up and met Kaiya's eyes.

Kaia winked at him.

Jiang Yuan decisively leaned forward, stretched his neck and buried his face in the fur collar on one side of Kaiya's shoulder.

"Wuwuwu, my butt hurts so much. I don't want my butt to be cut off so that I won't have a butt anymore. Wuwawawa!"

Kaiya opened his eyes wide in astonishment, spread his hands, and lowered his head slightly in surprise, and saw the gray hair rubbing against his fur collar.

Although the traveler always acted as he pleased, this reaction was still beyond his expectations.

"Sister Bai Heng," San Yue Qi whispered in Bai Heng's ear, "Is Jiang Yuan the type who would act like a spoiled child when he's in pain?"

"No, isn't it?" Bai Heng thought for a moment, "But it's not like he hasn't acted like a spoiled child before."

"I was joking earlier."

Previously, there was a calm explanation from Jingliu that contained shocking and murderous words.

"Haha, of course we know." Bai Heng smiled at the mirror, "You can't really do anything... Jiang Yuan is probably just taking advantage of the situation, right?"

"Really?" Ying Xing looked at Jiang Yuan.

"Something seems wrong." Jing Yuanyuan hesitated.

"Something is wrong," Dan Feng narrowed his eyes and observed Jiang Yuan carefully, "Maybe the energy has affected his brain."

It's not necessarily the case that residual energy in the butt is transferred to the brain and affects behavior - after all, these statements sound a bit strange.

I guess it was a little surprise left by Lord Changle.

But looking at Jiang Yuan's current look, it's not certain whether this can be considered a surprise.

"Besides this, is there any other situation?" Bai Heng was a little worried.

It was just abnormal behavior, which was nothing to Jiang Yuan, because his occasional behavior was not so normal.

But seeing Jiang Yuan like this still makes people worried.

"I can't see anything else." Dan Feng sighed.

After all, it was the Star God who did it, even if he was the Dragon Lord, he might not be able to fully see the clues.

[Is this...really alright?]

〔It's good that everything is alright.〕

[Does it really hurt that much?]

[I can't see anything through the screen.]

[Brother, are you okay?]

[Do you need painkillers?]

"Uh..." Sanyueqi scratched his head, "Jiang Yuan, do you really not need ice cubes to relieve the pain?"

Jiang Yuan finally raised his head from Kaiya's fur collar: "No need."

The red circles around his eyes had returned to normal.

To be honest, he felt that he was mentally normal and his brain was not affected as Dan Feng guessed.

Of course, it is also possible that he was not normal to begin with.

"I'm glad you're okay." Bai Heng breathed a sigh of relief. "I almost thought you had a breakdown and were crying and making a fuss because of this dark history."

"I can perform now if you want to see it."

Jiang Yuan leaned back in his chair with a smile on his face.

Then my body stiffened—my butt still hurt.

"Then you perform." Bai Heng raised his hand and wiped his eyes, pretending to be waiting to see what was going on.

Jiang Yuan snapped his fingers.

A bed appeared on the empty ground nearby, and Jiang Yuan's shadow appeared on it. The shadow was lying on the bed with his hands hanging down from the bed: "My butt hurts so much, I don't want to live anymore, wuu ...

"..."

Everyone looked at Jiang Yuan who was sitting there motionless, and then looked at the "crying and making a fuss Jiang Yuan" that Jiang Yuan had transformed into.

Speaking of performance, this is not Jiang Yuan performing in person.

But the figure that appeared looked no different from Jiang Yuan himself to the naked eye, and the recorded video was exactly the same as Jiang Yuan's performance.

“Oh, there’s another version.”

Jiang Yuan said this.

Next to the gray-haired young pioneer Jiang Yuan, a young man with golden hair and a traveler version of Jiang Yuan appeared.

The latter did not cry or make a fuss, but lay sideways on a sofa, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, took a sip from it, and began to sing.

"Destiny is always unpredictable. Destiny is always tortuous and bizarre. Destiny always threatens you. Life is boring..."

"Ah, life is boring!"

He raised the bottle and began to chug.

[Hmm? Is this how the song goes?]

[Not really.]

〔Did you remember the lyrics wrong?〕

[The original lyrics are not "always" but "even if"! ]

[The original lyrics were meant to inspire others. My brother just wanted to express that life is boring and let you talk nonsense. Now it’s overturned! ]

[Ying said this while going to ask Doctor Bai to prescribe painkillers.]

[After all, he is my brother. As his younger sister, I can’t just ignore him, right?]

"Okay, okay, stop being boring."

Bai Heng looked at the blond boy and patted Jiang Yuan on the head.

"If it really hurts, don't pretend. Are we going to laugh at you?"

"You're right." Jiang Yuan changed his posture and sat sideways so that most of his buttocks were no longer in contact with the chair.

He extended his hand to Jing Yuan who was looking at him with concern.

"What? You want to talk to me?" Jing Yuan walked closer.

Jiang Yuan grabbed Jing Yuan's raised hand and said, "Xiao Jing, I really want to continue to be the acting general, but I was injured in the battle with Hu Lei, so I can only return this position to you with regret."

Jing Yuan, who was called "Xiao Jing", patted Jiang Yuan's hand in return, with a smile on his face: "You have worked hard, so you should rest and recover from your injuries."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan lowered his hands dejectedly.

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this..." San Yueqi muttered softly as he watched Jiang Yuan's performance.

Before she could figure out what this premonition was, she saw Jiang Yuan turn his gaze to her.

"Little Sanyue..." Jiang Yuan raised the corner of his mouth.

"Ah?" Thinking that he was a wounded man, San Yueqi took two steps forward and responded.

"Enough of watching the fun, don't forget there are still things to do."

Jiang Yuan rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a fan with the words "Disabled but Strong Willed" on it and shook it.

"Your training isn't over yet."

"Ah!" Sanyueqi guessed that this was the origin of the premonition.

She indeed forgot that there was still some training to be done.

"Is it the third stage next?"

"No," Jiang Yuan raised his fan to cover his face, squinting and smiling, "It's still the second stage."

"……what?"

……

On the fighting field.

Several students began training again, being chased by uniquely shaped replicas of people in the stands.

Bai Heng carefully observed Jiang Yuan for a while, and confirmed that he was not forcing himself, and he was completely relieved.

“Now I think that control panel you made needs more than one function,” she teased.

"What function?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Bai Heng pointed to the figure of "Jiang Yuan" in the live broadcast screen in front of him: "Your figure needs to be adjusted. Now his pants seem looser than yours."

"..."

Jiang Yuan turned his head and glanced at his buttocks.

Oh, not only does it hurt, it's also a little swollen. No wonder he feels his pants are tighter than before when he washes his shoes.