Chapter 6

As night fell, most students did not attend the evening self-study class. Hero, who appeared to be wandering around the campus, was actually observing the surrounding terrain and environment. This was a professional habit he had developed; whenever he arrived at a new place to carry out a mission, he would first gather information about the surroundings and create a mental map of the environment.

By the time he completed his initial observation, it was already around nine o'clock in the evening. Students were heading to the cafeteria in twos and threes for a late-night snack, while Hero returned to the dormitory where the pitiful boy lived.

Tianzhen Academy was an ancient noble school, but it did not treat its students like second-generation rich kids. Students were only allowed to go out on weekends, and the rest of the time, they had to stay in the school dormitories. As a noble school, the living conditions were not bad; two people shared a room with oak beds.

Lei Wei and the pitiful boy shared a room to make it easier to bully him at midnight. Lei Wei had even dismantled his bed, forcing him to sleep on the floor.

It was the rainy season, and sleeping on the floor could seriously damage one's health.

Hero, seeing this arrangement, knew it was deliberately set up by someone. He sighed, "This kid is really in a miserable state. Others are also illegitimate children, and so are you, but while they are doing well, you are being ganged up on. If someone isn't trying to get rid of you, I won't believe it even if you beat me to death."

From the memories he obtained from the living face mask, he knew that a few guys almost every night at midnight would come to bully him, using the same few moves over and over again. After looking at the pitiful boy's sleeping area, he had a plan.

Hero, after a day of折腾 (fussing), decided to take a comfortable bath.

He casually threw his clothes aside and entered the shower with an umbrella.

The fourth floor of the freshmen dormitory building was for Class 5 of Grade 1. After eating their late-night snack, students gradually returned. Some were discussing Lei Wei, and a few well-informed ones had heard that Lei Wei was currently lying in the intensive care ward, howling in pain.

Two large guys, hearing these idle talkers mocking Lei Wei, felt uncomfortable and glared at them.

Under such a glare, these idle talkers immediately dispersed and returned to their dormitories. They were not afraid of these two guys but did not want to cause trouble.

"Brother Wei, this matter seems very strange. Brother Wei isn't the type to nail three-inch steel nails under his own chair, is he?" one of the guys with a buzz cut said.

"Dasheng, what do you mean?" the other large guy asked, knowing that Dasheng must have an idea.

Just as Dasheng was about to speak, he noticed light seeping through the door crack of Room 405 and instinctively pushed the door open. The door was not locked properly!

After the door was pushed open, they heard the sound of water from the shower. Dasheng had a plan and said, "Let's get him. I'm sure someone is helping him to turn the tables on us. We need to avenge Brother Jun."

When he said this, the other large guy did not notice the smug look in Dasheng's eyes.

"Should we use the fire branding or the bottle insertion?" the guy with the buzz cut immediately asked.

Hero, who was taking a shower, heard everything clearly and couldn't help but smile to himself. "Fire branding now? That's outdated!"

This was a method he had used to force information out of people.

However, using these methods on the pitiful boy would be too cruel.

These techniques were generally not casually passed on to students. Hero was sure that professionals had trained them to use these methods to torment the pitiful boy.

The student dormitories were equipped with a cold and hot water system, allowing the temperature to be adjusted from minus twenty degrees Celsius to sixty degrees Fahrenheit.

Hero set the temperature to minus five degrees. At this temperature, taking a shower was not only comfortable but also helped to strengthen the body through controlled breathing.

As Hero was comfortably taking an ice bath, Dasheng had already gathered seven or eight people outside his dormitory and whispered, "Everyone knows what happened today. Although there's no evidence that this kid set us up, this matter is too strange and he is definitely involved. Brother Jun was so badly hurt; we need to make this kid lie in bed for a couple of months."

"Brother Jun has always been good to us, drinking and partying with us. Now that he's been betrayed, we must get back at this kid, Dasheng, what do you plan to do?" a fat guy said.

"Go and get two buckets of boiling water at 120 degrees," Dasheng said.

This scared the others. Even if it didn't kill someone, it would certainly cause severe burns.

Dasheng said sinisterly, "There are no electronic surveillance cameras in the dormitory. As long as we stick to the story that he did it to himself, and we use our connections to spread the word, this matter will be over. No one will stand up for this bastard. Who would have thought his mother would have an affair and give birth to such a lowlife."

The others also knew this and subconsciously looked around to confirm that there were no electronic surveillance cameras before nodding in agreement.

Hero's hearing was extraordinary. When he heard Dasheng talking about the pitiful boy and his mother, he was filled with anger. He hated hearing anyone speak ill of any mother. In his eyes, mothers were the greatest, and the image of his mother's passing was still vivid in his mind.

From the memories of the living emblem, he knew how difficult the pitiful boy's mother's life had been and why the boy was so soft.

The pitiful boy had grown up with his mother's hard work. His naivety and softness came from his precious opportunity to study, believing that education would lead to success and that taking a step back would lead to a broader horizon.

This was an extremely innocent and good child, but taking a step back did not lead to a broader horizon but to a vast quagmire!

As he heard the guys talking more and more despicably, his anger boiled over. Cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it, thinking that this was a school and they were just a bunch of students.

At that moment, the guys stealthily brought in seven or eight large hot water kettles and poured the scalding water into two large buckets.

Dasheng came to the door of the shower room and counted down with his fingers: three, two, one!

As soon as he said "one," Dasheng kicked the wooden door with at least the strength of a martial artist. Hero thought to himself, "This guy is not simple, so I'll give you special attention!"

The door was kicked open, and the guys didn't care about the person inside, forcefully pouring the scalding water into the shower.

What happened next shocked them. The kid suddenly opened an umbrella when they poured the water!

Who would have thought that someone would be so foolish as to bring an umbrella to take a shower?

It wasn't that Hero was foolish, but that they were unlucky.

As the umbrella opened, Hero channeled his internal energy. When he held the umbrella, the internal energy created a powerful air current that deflected the scalding water back at them.

Boiling water, like a fist, was more harmful than ice. Dozens of streams of boiling water, mixed with the force of the air current, hit these guys, causing them to scream in agony like pigs being slaughtered.

Hero gave special attention to Dasheng, directly throwing a bucket of boiling water at his face!

Dasheng, being trained, narrowly avoided it. He didn't expect the kid to use this move and, seeing the mess, became enraged. He shouted, "You're asking for it!" and reached out to grab Hero.

With so many people injured, the situation was now in his favor. He could claim that Hero had attacked them.

However, as Hero pretended to be scared and retreated, he slipped and, in a seemingly panicked state, grabbed Dasheng's waist and fell backward, slamming Dasheng's head into the toilet bowl!

This was a literal face-plant, and the toilet bowl was full of waste.

A shadow of a turtle, holding a pinhole camera, was broadcasting this human tragedy from a hidden corner and sighed, "Now tigers are smart. They know pigs are fattened with lean meat powder and B is fake. Naively tricking people is the highest level of deception."

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