In the Moe Academy, people are afraid of dying and are constantly trying to protect themselves.

[The Sleepless: Title. The holder gains extreme immunity to mental influences. While experiencing insomnia, they become exceptionally irritable, but their control over mental states is enhanced. As insomnia duration increases, their attack power and aggression also increase, along with their energy reserves and brain capacity. Other side effects of insomnia, except for irritability, are reduced.]

"Damn it, what a hellish joke."

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Zhang Qian eventually fell asleep.

He poured three beakers of a powerful sedative potion down his throat—a dose enough to kill at least a few archmages—and finally made him sleepy.

Luckily, the library had the recipe, and he had the money and the skills. Otherwise, he would never have been able to obtain so many criminal supplies.

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I woke up to find it was already the next day, and I was still sleepy. I guess it's a side effect of the potion.

But I can't sleep anymore, otherwise my sleep schedule will be completely messed up.

Despite his physical limitations, Zhang Qian still went to class—well… it was Potions class again.

During class, Qian Jin delivered an important speech, taking responsibility for setting the classroom on fire...

Is the storyline progressing this slowly?

Zhang Qian mentally complained, but his hand speed wasn't slow either. He had learned what was taught in class a long time ago, let alone the current Zhang Qian.

"You actually finished it a long time ago, right?"

After handing in his papers, Zhang Qian was packing up to leave. get out of class was over, and he still hadn't decided what to have for lunch. But a male voice suddenly came from behind him, interrupting his lunchtime thoughts.

"Yeah, is it not allowed?" Zhang Qian turned around and saw Mi Yaxing holding his Rubik's Cube, pretending to be serious.

"Permission is allowed, of course it is allowed."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm here to apologize. It was my mistake to use mind-reading on you before~"

"I swear, I will never use mind-reading on you without your permission!"

"Please, please forgive me this time, just this once, okay?" Mi Yaxing clasped her hands together, looking at Zhang Qian with starry eyes, feigning pitifulness.

"...Okay, that's enough."

"Yes!" He knew it; Zhang Qian was someone who responded better to gentle persuasion than force.

“Zhang Qian, we’re friends now, right?” Mi Yaxing walked over and put her arm around Zhang Qian’s shoulder.

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Qian shrugged, trying to shake off the claw, but failed.

I knew that kid was up to no good.

“You actually know who set the fire.” Miya Xing was very certain. “When you were cursing Kenny, you firmly believed he was innocent, without the slightest hesitation.”

"Ah~ it was Teacher Qian Jin who started the fire, he even admitted it himself~"

"Obviously not. I found the matches used in the crime at the fire scene. Professor Qian Jin is a high-ranking mage of natural fire magic, why would he need matches!"

"Who knows?! Maybe he has this hobby. You never know." Zhang Qian also discovered a trait of Mi Yaxing that could be considered a virtue: when he wants to figure something out, he really finds it hard to let go of it.

In the afternoon, it was Director Pa's spelling class. The requirement was simply to recognize and read the spellings. Having that skill made Zhang Qian feel at ease. After all, although Director Pa's own spelling skills were rather questionable, at least he could tell whether others were right or wrong.

So he would usually go to the library before class to borrow a few books related to the study of magic characters, and then pretend to listen to the lecture while reading those books.

"I'm going to the library now, do you want to come with me?"

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