Chapter 30

When the black-clad individuals appeared, everyone's attention was focused on them.

Not only the students of Class 3, Grade 2 where Qingchen was, but even those in the opposite teaching building noticed the situation. Students crowded around the windows, looking over.

Actually, it was no wonder the students were surprised.

When Qingchen first encountered them, the oppressive feeling they gave him was still fresh in his mind.

This unique and sharp aura was exceptionally prominent in the school.

Qingchen always kept himself hidden beside Nan Gengchen, but he overthought it. The black-clad individuals didn't even glance into his classroom.

At this moment, Qingchen had a rough idea. An organization that could get the school's head of administration to cooperate must have some official background, which was somewhat reassuring.

However, after the black-clad individuals took Liu Dezhu away, they returned him just before the first class ended.

As soon as the class ended, students from surrounding classes rushed over, surrounding Liu Dezhu and asking, "Who are those black-clad people?"

Liu Dezhu was also confused: "I don't know who they are. The head of administration, Shi Qingyan, just told me to cooperate with them."

"What did they want from you?" a student asked.

"First, they had me register my home address and contact information, as well as the phone number of an emergency contact," Liu Dezhu recalled. "Then they told me I couldn't leave Luocheng for now. They might give us穿越者 some concentrated training later, but they are still preparing and don't know when it will be ready."

"Are there many穿越者 in Luocheng?" the students asked.

"Seems like quite a few," Liu Dezhu said.

"Did they ask you anything else?"

"Oh, right," Liu Dezhu suddenly remembered something. "They showed me a few photos taken from a traffic camera, asking if I had seen a person. The person in the photo didn't look very old, and since it was taken at night, it was a bit blurry. The person was wearing a gray hoodie and a baseball cap, so I couldn't see their face."

While the other students were listening intently, Qingchen suddenly frowned.

Because the person Liu Dezhu described was none other than himself.

"Why are they looking for him?" a student asked.

"The black-clad people said he might also be a穿越者, and he had appeared in front of another穿越者的 house," Liu Dezhu said. "They didn't hide it, saying this穿越者 was special, with strong anti-detection skills, far beyond what an ordinary student like me could match. If anyone sees someone who looks similar, they should call the black-clad people first and not approach them casually."

Qingchen was silent. He didn't expect to leave such a deep impression on the black-clad people. Perhaps they later reviewed the surveillance footage and confirmed his anti-detection behavior.

But why did they ask Liu Dezhu?

Before he could figure it out, a student asked, "Why did they ask you about this?"

"Oh, they said they were tracking clues based on surveillance footage. The person's activity area should be within a three-kilometer radius, but this area has old neighborhoods with narrow and old roads. Many places don't have surveillance cameras or they are broken, so the clues were cut off."

Qingchen felt a slight relief. The fact that the clues were cut off was not a coincidence but because he had deliberately changed into a rarely worn piece of clothing and avoided surveillance cameras.

It seemed his efforts to always be prepared were not in vain.

Liu Dezhu said, "They didn't just ask me. They also asked some teachers at the school. They suspect that if the穿越者 is still a student, they might be in our school, but the teachers didn't recognize anyone."

Because a穿越者 had appeared in their midst, Luocheng Foreign Language School was abuzz with rumors.

During each class break, groups of students would "casually pass by" Liu Dezhu's classroom.

Among them, many attractive girls were whispering outside the classroom, which greatly satisfied Liu Dezhu.

Nan Gengchen, sitting in the classroom, enviously looked out the window: "That guy crossed over and ended up next to a big shot, even talked to him. Maybe one day he'll become a superhero. Why is the gap between people so big?"

Qingchen glanced at him: "Envious?"

"Aren't you envious?" Nan Gengchen muttered. "He was going to make big money and treat you to a meal, but now it looks like that won't happen."

"Then just focus on your studies. There are still many ordinary people living well, and you don't necessarily have to become a穿越者," Qingchen said.

Nan Gengchen hesitated.

He didn't want others to discover his穿越者 identity and bring him danger, but his youthful nature also made him want others to envy him.

So he kept switching between his穿越者 and ordinary student identities, like a thief covering his ears while stealing a bell.

As evening approached, the study committee member came to find Qingchen and Nan Gengchen: "Qingchen, you two are the only ones who haven't paid for the textbooks."

Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "My parents aren't home. I'll pay in a couple of days."

The study committee member nodded and looked at Nan Gengchen: "Nan Gengchen, what about your textbook fee?"

Nan Gengchen, embarrassed, said, "I'll pay in a couple of days too..."

The study committee member left without saying anything.

Actually, everyone in the class knew that Nan Gengchen and Qingchen's family conditions were not good, but no one thought much about it.

They didn't invite the two to class gatherings because they knew they couldn't afford it, not out of disdain.

There were very few students in high school who were so materialistic.

Moreover, Qingchen was a top student, and top students in high school naturally carried an invincible aura.

Many people thought high school students were always thinking: This classmate's family is so rich, I want to be friends with them; that classmate's family is so poor, I don't want to be friends with them.

But the reality was that high school students' thoughts were not that complex. They all thought the same thing: Who the hell invented functions? Who only got 15 points on the multiple-choice questions? Damn, it was me!

At this moment, Qingchen looked at Nan Gengchen: "Why didn't you bring the textbook fee?"

"My mom is staying at my grandmother's house because of my dad, so I have to ask my dad for the money," Nan Gengchen muttered.

"Did your dad give it to you?" Qingchen asked.

"No."

"What did he say?"

Nan Gengchen said, "He told me to return the books to the school..."

Qingchen: "???"

Suddenly, the textbook fee stumped the two struggling穿越者 teenagers.

This also reminded Qingchen that he needed to earn money.

He could continue to bully the old men with chess, but that wasn't enough, and they had all learned to be smart and no longer played with him.

So, he needed to think about how to make money from the other world.

There was no reason to stand by a treasure mountain and return empty-handed every time.

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