Chương 42: The Good Child Who Isn't Honest

Based on the current situation, it is highly likely.

"Why didn't you tell me that there was a dimensional infiltration nearby?" Lin Che's voice was filled with undisguised doubt, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Furthermore, Liuli didn't notify Yuqing via phone. Did she choose to deal with all the void beasts inside the void bubble by herself?"

[This infiltration of the dimensional realm did not affect humans and was extremely small in scope; she could handle it on her own.]

"This answer doesn't satisfy me." Lin Che slowly shook his head.

"Just because these things are simple doesn't mean we should push them all onto a child. It seems more appropriate for me to do it."

He stared intently into the void: "You said before that you wanted me to become an excellent senior. Does that mean the standard for an excellent senior is to only focus on improving the strength of juniors and ignore their daily lives?"

That's not the case.

"Why is that?" Lin Che pressed, his voice unusually stubborn.

[This infiltration of the dimensional realm will terminate on its own even without intervention, as the number of dimensional beasts within the corresponding bubble is small and extremely weak.] Lin Che's pupils contracted slightly: "There's this type of infiltration into the void?"

In fact, this kind of virtual infiltration is happening all the time.

The energy fluctuations it contained were too weak to be detected by the Bureau of Paranormal Affairs' monitoring facilities.

"What if this type of dimensional infiltration affects some humans?" Lin Che's fingers suddenly clenched unconsciously, his voice trembling slightly.

"Will they be killed by the dimensional beasts? Or will they disappear along with the process when it ends?"

[This is impossible. If the void realm infiltrates and affects humanity, its energy fluctuations will definitely be detected, and vice versa.]

"What's the reason?"

The infiltration of the virtual world is essentially a process of gradually destroying reality, while reality is far more stable than you imagine.

Humans objectively exist in reality as an anchor point. If humans exist within the bubble range corresponding to this level of virtual world penetration, the process will be abruptly halted the moment it begins.

Lin Che let out a long sigh, his gaze turning complicated as he looked in the direction Luo Bingli had left: "Contracted spirits can discern the severity of infiltration... so Liuli knew from the beginning that no one would be harmed this time, right?"

That's exactly right.

"But she still chose to deal with the ethereal beast inside the bubble." A gentle smile unconsciously curved his lips as he gazed softly at the corner.

"She's such a... awkward yet kind child."

The host's intention is...

"It's very simple." Lin Che suddenly chuckled.

"Of course, a qualified adult should give good children the rewards they deserve."

Having figured out the reason for the other person's absence, Lin Che originally intended to return to the classroom, but after walking a distance towards the teaching building, he stopped and walked in another direction.

"Since I've already skipped class, a little more time won't make a difference. I might as well try to learn more information," he muttered.

After a somewhat arduous search, Lin Che stood in the corridor of the junior high school building: "Yuqing told me at noon that Bingli is in Class B of the second year of junior high school."

He slowed his pace, pretending to pass by the classroom door casually, his eyes quickly scanning the students inside.

On the podium, a female teacher wearing glasses was explaining historical events. The students below were either listening attentively or secretly flipping through extracurricular books. Only one seat by the window was empty—that seat was obviously Luo Bingli's.

"He still hasn't returned..."

He frowned slightly, turned around and walked to the corner of the corridor, leaning against the wall to wait. The bell wouldn't ring for a while, and he decided to stay there until then.

Ten minutes later, just as the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, Lin Che's phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at it; it was a message from Su Yuqing:

"Ah Che, are you alright? You haven't come back for a single class."

Lin Che replied quickly:

"It's nothing, I just have some things to do, I'll be back soon."

After sending the message, he put away his phone and looked ahead. Students poured out of the classrooms one after another, and the corridor suddenly became lively.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the female teacher who was organizing her lesson plans next to the podium. She looked to be around thirty years old, with shoulder-length hair that framed her gentle features. At that moment, she was looking down and flipping through her lesson plans.

"Excuse me, teacher," Lin Che said politely.

The female teacher looked up, adjusted her glasses, and gave a friendly smile: "Is there something you need?"

"Excuse me... are you Luo Bingli's homeroom teacher?"

"Yes." The teacher's eyes flickered slightly, but her tone remained gentle.

"And you are?"

"I'm her friend's brother." Lin Che carefully chose his words, trying to make his tone sound natural.

"I saw her hanging around the playground during class, and I was a little worried, so I wanted to ask what was going on."

The female teacher was silent for a moment, then gently closed the lesson plan in her hands: "That child... does often do this." Her tone was filled with an overwhelming sense of helplessness and pity.

"Is there any difficulty in her family situation?" Lin Che asked tentatively.

The teacher glanced at him, seemingly trying to figure out his purpose, and finally nodded: "Her parents divorced a long time ago. She lives with her father, but he is very busy with work and often travels for business, so she lives alone at home most of the time."

She paused, then added, "And... every time her father came home, she would run away from home instead."

Lin Che's heart tightened: "Run away from home?"

"Yes." The teacher's fingers unconsciously traced the edge of the lesson plan, her gaze somewhat dim.

"That child is very stubborn, never explaining why, but every time... it's the same."

She suddenly looked up and looked at Lin Che seriously: "If you really are her friend's brother, please help her if you can. She is a really pitiful child."

"Even if I can get her to study hard and achieve certain grades, at least... I can stop her from skipping classes all the time."

Lin Che nodded solemnly: "I will definitely do my best."

The teacher smiled with satisfaction, but then her gaze fell on Lin Che's school uniform, and she raised an eyebrow slightly: "Speaking of which... you're a high school student, right?"

"That's right..." Lin Che was taken aback and answered subconsciously.

"You weren't wearing your gym clothes, and the last class was clearly not a PE class. Given the distance between the junior high and senior high sections, even if you ran over as soon as get out of class ended, you definitely couldn't get here this quickly."

Her tone remained gentle, but a hint of understanding flickered in her eyes.

"You wouldn't... have skipped class too, would you?"

Lin Che's ears instantly turned red, and he coughed awkwardly, "... Yes."

Surprisingly, the teacher didn't scold him. Instead, she chuckled and said, "Don't do that again next time. It's good to care about others, but your studies are also very important."

"Yes, teacher." Lin Che bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"Go ahead." She waved her hand, a gentle smile on her face.

"Remember what you promised me."

Lin Che nodded, turned around and left the classroom.