Chapter 99

Not long ago, Ning Yue had just finished celebrating his birthday. It was a very ordinary birthday, and Ning Yue didn't think that celebrating a birthday would bring much change to his life.

However, he never expected that after that birthday, he began to have continuous nightmares. These nightmares were extremely realistic, but every time he woke up, he would forget ninety percent of them, only remembering the terror and horror in the dreams.

Ning Yue had tried countless methods, but none of them solved the sudden onset of these nightmares.

Almost every day, he was tormented by nightmares, and his studies naturally plummeted. He went from being one of the top three students in the grade to ranking at the bottom of his class.

Ning Yue didn't tell his parents or anyone else about this secret, and of course, he didn't tell Luo Shengsheng. He just shook his head somewhat dejectedly and turned to go home.

Luo Shengsheng smiled and suddenly called out to Ning Yue, saying, "Wait a moment!"

Luo Shengsheng took out a small notebook from her backpack, pulled out a fountain pen, and quickly wrote a few lines. After folding it, she handed it to Ning Yue and said with a smile, "You can only read it when you get home. Don't open it in front of me."

Ning Yue was slightly stunned but still put the note away and watched Luo Shengsheng's figure disappear.

Thinking about his declining academic performance, Ning Yue felt quite dejected. He took out Luo Shengsheng's note and opened it. On it, in very neat handwriting, were two lines:

Dear Ning Yue:

I received your text message. I don't think now is the best time for a relationship. In a year, I will be attending the provincial experimental high school, and I will wait there for someone to extend a youth invitation. Whether you come or not, it's up to you!

I hope we can both enjoy our youth together, seizing the moment. Even if I don't go, will you not come?

— Luo Shengsheng

"Wow! So even the beautiful Luo Shengsheng has springtime feelings! With my past grades, getting into the provincial experimental high school shouldn't be hard, but... the situation is not right!" Although Ning Yue had once wished for a bunch of girlfriends, it was mostly a joke. Luo Shengsheng's overture didn't make him ecstatic; instead, it troubled him.

"Seems like the divine crystal's wish isn't completed all at once but goes through a process. I misunderstood it. However, if it's not a bunch of girlfriends falling for me without jealousy, but rather I have to pursue each one, the divine crystal just gave me the opportunity. My outcome might not be good."

Ning Yue could imagine having five or six girlfriends, with each day's dates split into three parts, each with a different leading lady. The thought made him shudder.

Ning Yue could only comfort himself, saying, "It's fine, as long as I don't take the initiative, this situation shouldn't happen."

Unconsciously, Ning Yue walked back to the stadium area. He had to pass by here to get home. Thinking there was nothing to do at home, Ning Yue found a step and sat down, watching others play sports enthusiastically on the field.

As Ning Yue was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. He reached out and grabbed a fat hand that was about to slap his head.

Ning Yue couldn't help but feel a bit angry. He looked up and saw that he was surrounded by over ten young men who looked like troublemakers, around seventeen or eighteen years old.

He casually pushed away the fat hand and stood up without showing any emotion.

The fat boy who had intended to greet him in a very unfriendly way immediately exploded in anger, saying, "We were just talking to you! Why did you act like you didn't hear us?"

Ning Yue glanced at them and said coolly, "I don't know you."

A rather vicious-looking boy pointed at Ning Yue and said, "I saw you playing basketball with those four girls. I really like the one in the purple sports outfit. Give me her contact information. QQ, phone number, home address, and school."

The vicious boy's companions immediately started cheering, shouting, "We want the other three too! Brother Zheng likes the one in purple, but we'll take the other three."

As these clearly not-so-good young men started to cheer, Ning Yue realized he had run into some small-time thugs. They actually wanted to use him to get to the girls at his school. He had only heard of such things but never experienced them firsthand, so he found it somewhat novel.

If it were a few days ago, Ning Yue would have been looking for a chance to run away. But now, he just stretched his shoulders, neck, and hands, flipped them the middle finger, and said arrogantly, "You bunch of toads, thinking you can date the girls at our school? Why don't you look in a mirror first? Stop dreaming."

Ning Yue's provocation was very successful. The vicious-looking boy immediately rushed forward and punched him in the chest. Ning Yue didn't hold back. Using his left foot as a pivot, he delivered a high kick that hit the "Brother Zheng" in the face.

With a loud thud that everyone could hear, Brother Zheng was kicked flying and landed on the ground, motionless.

Ning Yue was about to gloat when he felt a gust of wind behind him. He ducked and reached out, grabbing the same fat boy who had tried to slap his head. This time, the fat boy was holding a brick and was about to smash it into Ning Yue's head.

Ning Yue broke out in a cold sweat in that instant. Although he had experienced many battles in the preview version of the divine crystal's world, he was still a naive young man who hadn't really fought before. If that brick had hit him, he would have been severely injured, if not killed.

He had never experienced such a life-or-death crisis before. Ning Yue's eyes turned red, and he roared, "You're trying to kill me by hitting me in the back of the head?"

He grabbed the fat boy's arm and roared seventeen or eighteen times, "Are you trying to kill me?"

Ning Yue didn't realize it, but as he roared, he inadvertently activated the Qingyu Chengfeng Technique. The sound was like a brain-piercing magic, and the fat boy couldn't resist such a powerful technique. He fainted on the spot.

Although Ning Yue wasn't afraid of fighting, he had never thought about killing or seriously injuring someone. But the fat boy's attack was too vicious, aiming directly at the back of his head, which Ning Yue couldn't accept.

When Ning Yue was at his most agitated, one of the thugs saw an opportunity and secretly signaled to his companions. They had been together for a long time and understood each other. Immediately, two or three of them pulled out folding knives and stabbed at Ning Yue's back.