Qin Shou rolled his eyes, walked over to the sofa in the corner of the office, and plopped down, slumping into the cushion.
"Principal, stop joking around. Can’t you see how drained I am right now? Light Giant? That thing might not even be from Earth!"
Qin Shou muttered, thinking about pouring himself a cup of tea to soothe his throat. But after contemplating it, he decided he was too lazy and exhausted, ultimately giving up.
Seeing this, Qin Long’s face twitched. This kid really doesn’t treat me like an outsider, huh?
He’s getting more brazen—let’s see how I’ll deal with him!
Right then, Qin Long slammed the table, and an invisible force filled the entire room. The atmospheric pressure inside dropped instantly.
At that moment, Qin Shou felt an overwhelming fear, as if the world was collapsing, and a hundred smelly big men were piling on top of him, making it impossible to breathe.
I’m dead, I’m dead...
Qin Shou’s face instantly turned beet red, then gradually darkened to an iron-blue hue. His eyes rolled back, and his body convulsed uncontrollably.
Suddenly, the invisible force dissipated, and Qin Long’s figure appeared beside Qin Shou as swiftly as if he had teleported, moving faster than the eye could perceive.
"You brat, what’s wrong with you? I’m warning you—don’t even think about faking an injury with me, this 200-year-old principal!"
Qin Long’s expression carried a hint of apprehension. He was only joking, but why was the kid reacting so strongly?
If this brat ends up getting ruined, Elder Long will ruin me and my old bones.
Thinking of this terrifying outcome, a faint beam of light shot out from Qin Long’s brow, scanning Qin Shou’s entire body inside and out.
"Strange, what’s wrong with this kid? Why is he so drained?" Qin Long muttered in confusion.
A glimmer of light emerged from his palm and slowly seeped into Qin Shou’s body, replenishing his depleted energy, but there was still no sign of improvement.
Seeing that Qin Shou remained lifeless and sluggish, Qin Long’s expression shifted.
This isn’t just physical exhaustion—it’s mental fatigue too!
Realizing this possibility, he felt a shock. This brat is only at the Vajra Realm, not even at the Unbreakable Realm yet. How could he be experiencing mental issues?
This already touches upon the domain of Demigod Realm experts.
Qin Long didn’t dare to underestimate this problem. He waved his hand, calling forth a bottle of golden potion through the Space Gate.
Opening Qin Shou’s mouth, he carefully poured a single drop of the golden potion into him.
Yes, just one drop—any more would be too much.
As expected, once the potion entered his body, it quickly transformed into strands of mysterious energy that surged into Qin Shou’s mind.
In less than three seconds, Qin Shou finally opened his eyes slowly.
"Principal, just now, was I..." he asked weakly.
Seeing that Qin Shou was okay, Qin Long snorted, "You brat, you almost scared me to death!"
"I made the principal worry."
Qin Shou looked apologetic, attempting to get up, but he stumbled and collapsed back onto the sofa.
Noticing this detail, Qin Long’s eyes flickered with a hint of peculiarity.
"You brat, tell me—why are you so drained?" he asked.
Qin Shou shook his head in frustration. "I don’t know either. Recently, after every fight leaves me exhausted, I end up . And it takes at least ten days to half a month to recover.
Principal, do you think I might have some kind of terminal illness?"
He looked at Qin Long with worry written all over his face.
Qin Long’s face grew thoughtful. "Hold on, let me check with Elder Long."
"Won’t this disturb Elder Long’s rest?" Qin Shou asked awkwardly.
"It won’t—Elder Long hasn’t rested in years. A few minutes won’t make a difference."
With that, Qin Long’s figure suddenly grew hazy and disappeared from Qin Shou’s sight.
"Is this... instant teleportation? Or just extreme speed?" Qin Shou murmured in awe.
This truly is Earth’s top expert.
Suddenly, Qin Shou sat up, his face looking flush, no trace of weakness remaining.
That stuff works—gotta get my hands on more of it.
Inside a chamber, the wall projected an image of Elder Long’s aged face.
"Xiao Qin—no, you’re Da Qin now. Da Qin, how’s the investigation on the Light Giant coming along?" Elder Long asked with a kind smile.
Mr. Qin Long bowed respectfully before replying with a wry smile, "Elder Long, let’s put the Light Giant aside for now. It’s Qin Shou who’s causing some trouble."
"Trouble? Tell me about it," Elder Long said with curious interest.
Qin Long nodded and detailed the abnormalities he’d observed in Qin Shou. This update is available on novèlfire.net
"What? Mental fatigue after battles?"
Elder Long’s previously calm and serene face suddenly showed a hint of surprise.
"Let me ask you—what level has Xiao Qin reached now?"
Recalling his earlier examination of Qin Shou, Qin Long noticed something remarkable.
"Elder Long, in just about a year’s time, that kid has already reached Vajra Eighth Star," he said, his tone showing a mixture of awe and concern.
"Which means Xiao Qin is on the cusp of breaking through to the Unbreakable Realm."
Elder Long pondered deeply before speaking again, "Da Qin, give Xiao Qin a bottle of mental recovery potion. I want to see what kind of talent ability he’ll awaken."
Qin Long froze momentarily, as if he’d just realized something profound.
"Elder Long, are you saying this kid might awaken a mental-based talent ability?"
"Exactly—there’s indeed such a possibility."
Qin Long’s face trembled, unable to contain his excitement.
"Mental-based talent ability... Haha, if that’s the case, this kid has a great chance to become Earth’s fifth Demigod expert!"
Elder Long laughed heartily. "Da Qin, you’ve lucked out. Keep a good eye on Xiao Qin—don’t let those bad guys kill him off. You’ll regret it if that happens."
"Don’t worry, Elder Long. Keeping this under wraps, that kid definitely won’t have any accidents."
Qin Long hurriedly took his leave, not even bothering to turn off the projection.
In the image, Elder Long’s smile gradually faded, replaced by a deep sigh.
"Ah... The Demigod Realm is no easy breakthrough. But since that old fellow chose him, he must have some confidence..."