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Chapter 4 - Chapter 4: The Walking Gold Coins

Alex's ninth villainess lived in a world of cultivation.

It was a bizarre and fantastical place.

The lives of mortals were as insignificant as ants, and everything was considered inferior, except for the pursuit of immortality, which offered a glimmer of hope for survival.

As a high level cultivator in this world, he possessed one or two magical techniques.

For example, the Divine Steps he was currently using was a low level magical technique.

It required very little spiritual power and had a simple effect.

However, it was an essential technique that every cultivator needed in the early stages of their journey.

By attaching Divine Steps to one's legs, one could walk as swiftly as the wind and become as light as a swallow.

It was very useful for traveling or climbing over a wall in the middle of the night.

It was also very suitable for Alex, who had just returned to his world and was depleted of spiritual power.

Despite having the cultivation level of a high level immortal, the spiritual power he could mobilize was as thin as a strand of hair. It was unknown when he would be able to recover the vast spiritual power he had in his ninth life.

However, Alex didn't care.

This time, he just wanted to lie down and relax.

When he had nothing to do, he would walk the dog, play with the cat, and experience the life of a normal person.

...

...

Shadehaven City, Second Hospital.

Department of Cardiology.

Dr. Shad held a newly generated examination report, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eye.

He felt that he must have woken up too abruptly today, causing him to experience hallucinations.

But this was already the result of the third round of screening.

"It's truly... a medical miracle"

Dr. Shad smacked his lips. When he first came to the hospital as an intern, he heard the older generation say that after working in this field for a long time, one would always encounter one or two incomprehensible strange cases.

For example, the young man in front of him.

His nearly five years of medical records and treatment process were all personally approved by Dr. Shad, who initially thought it was just another ordinary tragedy.

However, he never expected such a big twist at the last moment.

"How do you feel now?"

The question was very unprofessional, but Dr. Shad's mind was a bit chaotic at the moment, so he just casually chatted as a formality.

Sitting across from him, Alex thought for a moment and answered truthfully, "I feel great"

Dr. Shad was stunned for a moment, then immersed his thoughts back into the report. He frowned tightly without raising his head.

"Alright, that's it for now. You can go back first. If there are any issues, I will contact you"

After saying that, he waved his hand, indicating that Alex could leave.

Then he took out his phone from his pocket, found his doctoral advisor's number in the contacts, and started calling.

As Alex was about to walk out the door, Dr. Shad remembered something and raised his head to remind him, "By the way, during this period, it's best to still follow the previous routine. Don't engage in strenuous exercise, and if you experience any physical discomfort, remember to come find me immediately"

"Okay, thank you, Doctor"

Alex responded and very politely closed the door before leaving.

Inside the room, only Dr. Shad was left.

He tossed the report onto the desk, and just then, the call connected. He first greeted, then immediately started talking about Alex's situation.

"No, Teacher, I really didn't misread it…"

"Oh, come on, Teach, I'm not a young guy anymore. How could I joke about this?"

The other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, and then a vigorous voice came through.

-"If you really encounter something, come find me at home. But let me tell you in advance, Yuya has been staying at home these past few days. If you dare to say anything about treating her as a sister again, be careful or I'll beat you up"-

Dr. Shad's face fell upon hearing this, and his first instinct was to refuse.

However, he glanced at the report on the desk again, gritted his teeth, and still agreed.

He sighed, thinking that sometimes having too strong a desire for knowledge wasn't necessarily a good thing.

'Man… I just want to do my research. I don't want to get married yet!'

...

...

Leaving the hospital and checking the time, it was only a little past three in the afternoon.

If he ran back to school, he might still be able to catch the last class.

But this time, Alex chose to take a taxi.

Times had changed. Using magical techniques still required running on one's own, which wasn't as comfortable as taking a taxi.

He felt his pockets and found some change.

Due to his excellent grades, poor health, orphanage background, and a series of other reasons, the school provided Alex with a lot of support.

Not only were his tuition and fees fully waived, but he was also approved to stay in the dormitory all year round without having to return during winter and summer vacations, which brought him a lot of convenience.

This included, but was not limited to, various poverty subsidies. Additionally, the orphanage would also send him money regularly. Although the amounts were not large, they were sufficient to maintain his daily expenses.

After all, Alex's life had always been simple. Apart from eating, drinking, and buying some daily necessities, he had almost no other needs.

The school only had one requirement.

They hoped that he could achieve good results in the college entrance examination.

However, he still needed to find a way to make some money.

The orphanage had raised him for so many years, and now that Alex had the ability to give back, he naturally wanted to help out.

Taking a taxi back to school.

As Alex entered the school gate and passed by the sports field, he saw two or three classes of students having a physical education class.

A slender and tall figure stood out among the crowd.

She was bending over, with both hands touching the ground, probably doing some warm up exercises before running.

Because it was summer, the girl was only wearing a thin blue and white short-sleeved school uniform, exposing her crystal-clear and fair forearms.

Her well-developed figure secretly attracted the gazes of many boys on the sports field.

Who doesn't like a sweet and soft beautiful girl?

Especially for the adolescent boys in the midst of their hormonal explosion.

Some openly admired her, while others were more reserved, stealing glances and immediately averting their eyes.

"Tsk, as expected of the school beauty, even warming up is so charming"

"Keep your voice down. By the way, when did our school vote for a school beauty? I didn't know about it"

"Well, no one is really that bored. But if we were to choose, wouldn't you pick Lina Sinclair?"

"Nonsense, I think Sela Mimose from Class 3 is even prettier"

"Well, well, look at you, thick eyebrows and big eyes, trying to be different, huh? You heretic.."

A few boys gathered on the track, secretly discussing.

Alex needed to pass by them to get to the classroom, so their words inevitably reached his ears.

'Lina Sinclair...'

Alex slightly turned his head and glanced.

Rosy cheeks, delicate features, a slim waist, and a curvy bottom.

It was the girl who was confessed to in the hallway of the teaching building at noon today.

At the same time, Alex noticed a man wearing a shirt walking over from the other side of the sports field.

He had a briefcase tucked under his arm, his hair styled like an adult, and he walked with a vigorous stride.

He had the aura of a great leader.

Some students also noticed this approaching man but immediately shifted their gaze, assuming he was some school leader passing by.

Only Alex raised his eyebrows, as if he saw a pile of walking gold coins.

The man's eyes were fixed straight ahead, seemingly having some urgent matter waiting for him, and his pace quickened.

No one paid attention to him.

He was getting closer and closer to a certain girl who was warming up.

Just as they were about to brush past each other, the man's hand holding the briefcase suddenly made a move.

In the next moment, a cold gleam flashed.

Followed by the sound of a knife viciously piercing through flesh.