"October 8, 2121, early morning."
"A person has two selves, one awake in the dark, one asleep in the light."
"I don’t know why Peifeng acted so dangerously online, but out of trust for him, I’ve chosen to forgive him. Perhaps he’s truly facing difficulties."
"Deep down, I’m sowhat pessimistic. I never deny the twisted complexity of human nature, the emptiness and pain of life’s journey. But like Russell, the longing for love, the pursuit of knowledge, and the insatiable compassion for human suffering—these three pure passions are my core driving forces."
"So after forgiving Peifeng, and out of sympathy, I chose to help him. Thirty thousand isn’t much. If he can successfully overco his difficulties and focus on his studies, it will be worth it."
"At the sa ti, I will hide my identity and continue chatting with him using the ’Yun Xin Yue Xing’ account, observing Peifeng’s private words and deeds. A teacher, besides imparting knowledge, should also care about a student’s ntal health and guide them to establish correct values. I haven’t done enough in this aspect before and need to improve."
Zhao Qingge closed the diary, glanced again at the computer, where a photo of Li Peifeng’s muscles was displayed.
"It should be in the gym at the school sports hall..."
With the ticulous attitude and serious expression of a detective examining a murder scene, Zhao Qingge scrutinized the photo for over thirty seconds, then right-clicked, saved, and closed it.
The chat box between the two appeared on the screen, the last line still being Li Peifeng’s bank account number.
Zhao Qingge slightly frowned and started typing on the keyboard.
...
[Zhao Qingge has gifted 30,000 yuan. Assessnt task completed!]
[Reward: two lottery draws!]
[Total gifted and spent amount has reached 50,000 yuan. Reward: one lottery draw. There is still 33,276 yuan left to earn the next lottery draw by spending more.]
[Total remaining lottery draws: 3.]
"..."
Li Peifeng was stunned upon hearing the system notification. Task completed? When did that happen?
He had just sent his bank account number as per ’Yun Xin Yue Xing’s’ instructions, with a try-and-see approach.
"Did ntor really transfer money to ?"
It wasn’t until a few seconds later, when a text alert sounded, that Li Peifeng, as if waking from a dream, took out his phone to check the ssage;
"Silver rchant Bank Transaction Alert: An anonymous account has credited your account ending in 1575 with the amount of 30,000 yuan, making your current balance 555,230 yuan in Great Eastern Coin."
Anonymous? Can you really transact anonymously?
Li Peifeng quickly went online to check and discovered that Silver rchant Bank indeed supports this feature. As long as the "Don’t let the other party know account information" option is checked during the remittance process, their na and account information will remain unknown to the recipient.
Of course, if the authorities investigated, they could still find out.
But, is my novice task truly complete?!
Happiness ca so suddenly, it seed simultaneously real, illusory, deep, and shallow.
Has the sword hanging over his head just disappeared, and he no longer needs to face the threat of death?
After confirming this fact with the system, a wave of joy and gratitude towards Zhao Qingge overca Li Peifeng.
But soon, he fell into contemplation.
Why? Why would Zhao Qingge transfer money just because of a few words online?
"Is it really because of the chat and abs picture? Impossible! That’s just ntor’s excuse to give money."
"Ultimately, it’s because my ntor is deeply concerned for his student. Upon hearing of my difficulties, he imdiately, and generously, helped in an ’anonymous’ way!"
After a series of thorough deductions, Li Peifeng believed the latter scenario was more likely.
After learning about his situation through the muscle selfie demand, Zhao Qingge promptly called his parents to inquire about family circumstances, increased Peifeng’s research subsidy, and even gave a portion from his own pocket.
Now, upon knowing Peifeng urgently needs thirty thousand, he extended help once more, even willing to remain anonymous, acting with boundless compassion and generosity, logical and reasonable...
"To protect the best ntor in the world! ntor, rest assured, from now on I will work tirelessly, dedicating myself wholeheartedly to writing, and will not graduate until I push you to beco a distinguished young scholar. I will repay this thirty thousand, doubled, through gifts!!"
"Ahem~"
While Li Peifeng was deeply moved and resolved to repay Zhao Qingge, a TT notification sound made him instinctively look at the screen.
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "The transfer is complete. Have you received the money?"
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "What do you an by not talking?"
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "Does talking company not count anymore?"
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "Are you waiting for to call the police?!"
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "It’s past midnight, a new day has started, show a new photo, sis wants to see."
"Nani?!!"
Li Peifeng stared at the screen, his face a bit pale, covering his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming.
Stop talking already! Keep talking, and I’ll start crying!
Where’s my ntor? Wait, where’s my ntor?
Where did my amiable yet stern, tirelessly educating with piercing insight, strict yet gentle, never out of line, upright in conduct, ticulous in action, role model for colleagues, example for students, one of Beihua University’s top ten ntors in 2120, Zhao Qingge, go?
Give him back to !!!
...
"My ntor, no, how could Old Zhao be like this?!"
At two in the morning, Li Peifeng lay in bed tossing and turning, utterly baffled, unable to sleep.
After the chat with the female netizen "Yun Xin Yue Xing," he seriously doubted whether the person was Zhao Qingge because her words and actions were no different from those thirsty won in the group, even worse. She insisted on him singing a song before bed just to coax her.
Even ’Lost Fawn’ and ’Neighbor Old Huang,’ these two female book fans on his WeChat, never asked him to sing, only constantly demanded that he unlock his Monts.
Of course, ’Yun Xin Yue Xing’ didn’t ask to add him on WeChat either, because Zhao Qingge already had Li Peifeng’s WeChat. Adding again would undoubtedly expose her identity.
"Old Zhao, oh Old Zhao... it must be the perfu’s fault!"
Seizing the late night, Li Peifeng reviewed the clues of using the perfu in the past two days and had a vague idea.
The first ti he used the perfu was the day before yesterday, which directly led Wu Wenyue to aggressively approach him.
Although both had mutual feelings long before, with Wu Wenyue’s character, she would definitely not do such a thing in normal circumstances. After all, she held back for more than five years, why couldn’t she after using the perfu?
Second ti using it yesterday, when entering campus in the morning, he was besieged by younger and older schoolmates, needn’t say more, no matter how handso, it shouldn’t drive a group of girls to lose reason, shalessly surround him in public, taking turns asking for WeChat.
And the abnormal behavior of Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning, the speed with which they reconciled and put on that scene in his bedroom, was probably also due to succumbing to the perfu’s magic power.
And Zhao Qingge, being the person who interacted with him the longest and slled the perfu the longest, had no reason not to be affected. During the day, she was probably suppressing due to the teacher-student relationship, and indeed funding the research grant from her own pocket is worth deliberating. Until evening, chatting on TT with the assumption of ’Li Peifeng not knowing she is Yun Xin Yue Xing,’ the accumulated perfu effects imdiately burst out, and with the mask on, her words and actions naturally broke free.
"No wonder the system says the probability of completing tasks with perfu is nearly 100%, it’s even stronger, and harder to extract than ’Steel Kidney,’ the magic item. It’s just that I, as the user, can’t sll it, feel the power, so I subconsciously overlooked it..."
In the bedroom, Li Peifeng fumbled in the dark to find Nether Sea’s Breath, stroking the bottle, gaining more understanding of the protagonist’s final suicidal gesture in the movie ’Perfu.’
If life’s goals are too easily achieved, it becos tasteless, easy to fall into emptiness.
Just like you raised so funds intending to start a business to earn tens of millions, initially prepared for hard work and several failures but eventual success. Suddenly, an obscure relative died, and you inherited billions; you achieved financial freedom but couldn’t experience the joy of hard-earned achievent.
This, of course, is wonderful, but also regretful... bull crap!
Anyway, Li Peifeng didn’t feel any regret, only a bit of trepidation towards Nether Sea’s Breath.
Just such a small thing can stir the deepest desires within people, changing thoughts and behaviors.
Nether Sea’s Breath, though not as exaggerated as the perfu in the movie that makes those who sll it see themselves as angels or Gods, forgiving even the killing of won, is enough to transform soone into a devil.
One could easily spray perfu, subtly influencing others to achieve one’s dark, unspeakable goals...
[Ding~]
[Congratulations to the host for completing the assessnt, passing system certification, application permissions upgraded, system version updating...]
[Estimated update ti: Twenty-four hours.]
[During the update, the lucky draw carousel is disabled.]
[Friendly reminder; users need to ingest a small amount of Nether Sea’s Breath to experience its effect.]
"Eh? Upgraded really is different, even learned to give friendly reminders."
The system’s sudden goodwill made Li Peifeng deeply grateful, sincerely suggesting: "System friend, I ate quite a lot today, probably a lot of crap in my intestines, why don’t you eat it all like before? Save from fighting over the bathroom with the two of them tomorrow morning!"
"..."
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