Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 165 - 138: The Strong Adapt to the Environment, Ancestors Teach You to Change Your Fate

Chapter 165: Chapter 138: The Strong Adapt to the Environment, Ancestors Teach You to Change Your Fate

Jiang Nian was bored, so he stared at the task board for a while.

The task didn’t provide much information, yet the reward was terrifyingly huge.

A whole fifty thousand yuan! This would directly increase his assets by a quarter! Equivalent to three-quarters of a gratitude gift! What’s a gratitude gift, you ask? It’s a tradition.

However, Jiang Nian was slightly curious, what was this segment of Zhang Ningzhi’s memory about?

Finally, Zhizhi replied to his message.

A long essay, too long, not gonna read.

Jiang Nian checked the beginning, the middle, and then the end. He crafted a message around these points and waited a few minutes before sending it.

He wasn’t being dismissive; it was just... a strategic reply was sufficient.

The focus wasn’t on the essay, nor on Zhang Ningzhi’s thoughts, but on her anxiety.

She was afraid something unexpected might happen on exam day.

Worried not only about herself but also about Jiang Nian.

Unexpected events could include suddenly falling ill during the exam and underperforming. Or getting sick the day before the exam, running a fever up to thirty-nine degrees and unable to see the words on the test paper clearly.

If she doesn’t attend the exam or goes sick, the outcome is obvious. The administration wouldn’t make exceptions, considering the situation only for those advancing a class.

There are only twenty or thirty people in this batch; if something like this happens, they can only blame bad luck.

Simply put, Zhang Ningzhi feared things going wrong, just like Murphy’s Law suggests. Simply put, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to come true.

The Western psychology approach is to regulate emotions.

Our ancestors’ method is... fortune-telling, changing fate, turning fortune, seeking a talisman!

Jiang Nian thought about it and chose the latter, typing his reply.

"You usually score over 600 points; even if you miss a subject, it would still be over 500. Besides, the exam time aligns with the college entrance exam, so there’s enough time to manage any situation."

"I’ll give you a talisman tomorrow, blessed by the temple."

Retreat a thousand steps as a safety net + real-time analysis + give you a blessed talisman. It’s better to change the environment than oneself.

Way more effective than regulating emotions.

"Talisman?" Zhang Ningzhi was obviously a bit baffled too.

"Yeah, it’s very effective. When I was little..." Jiang Nian made up a half-truth.

The little girl was a bit dazed, tricked into being persuaded.

"Really?"

"How to put it..." Jiang Nian replied, "Guaranteed magical (thumbs up), I’ll bring it to you tomorrow."

Half a minute later, Zhang Ningzhi sent a message.

"What about you?"

"Oh, this thing comes in pairs." Jiang Nian got up from the bed, opened the drawer, and took a photo, "[Image] See, I wasn’t lying, right?"

He really had it; he had bought it casually by the roadside over the New Year, ten yuan for an envelope. The person wrote an extra pair for the buyer, so they gave him a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

Not much technical value, but realistic.

"Shouldn’t the good stuff be one-of-a-kind?" Zhang Ningzhi’s message popped up quickly, accompanied by a confused emoji, "How come there are two?"

"That’s a bit narrow-minded of you, who only has one good thing?"

Zhang Ningzhi: "(Cute) Alright, thank you."

"No problem, sleep well, remember to bring me a drink tomorrow." Jiang Nian sent a minion emoji.

Zhang Ningzhi: "(Mm-hmm)."

After ending the chat, Jiang Nian let out a long sigh.

Just as he put down his phone, Lin Dong sent him a long string of messages.

"Wu Jungu and Yu Zhiyi broke up..."

Jiang Nian was a bit sleepy, turned over and replied with drooping eyelids.

"Isn’t that just an opportunity for you."

Lin Dong: "Don’t say that, I’m not that kind of person. Besides, Yu Zhiyi broke up, she’s single now! Do you know what that means?"

Jiang Nian didn’t even open his eyes to look, seeing the last message with a question mark.

So he typed something, but was too tired, only typing an abbreviation. "What" is a muscle memory word in chat software.

Overconfident in his blind-typing skills, he hit enter.

"sm."

On the other side, Lin Dong paused for a whole minute.

"?????"

"No, Brother Nian, something’s off with you!"

However, Jiang Nian didn’t reply.

He fell asleep.

.....

Before morning reading, Yu Tongjie arrived in the classroom forty minutes early and put down his backpack.

Looking at the mostly empty classroom, he immediately felt invigorated.

Today, he won again.

In two days, the major exams would start.

He felt he was worthy of the word "effort" during this period, studying while others played. Studying while others slept.

So, would 600 points still be far away?

To change groups, one must meet a condition: scoring above 600 in a major exam. The other party must agree voluntarily, without disrupting the gender balance within the group.

Class three has always maintained a 2:1 male-to-female group ratio under such strict conditions. This means changing groups is nearly impossible.

Yu Tongjie was confident about this; he only cared about scores.

The additional condition behind it wasn’t a problem for him. He made it a point to understand the preferences of the four boys in Li Qingrong’s group.

One of the boys comes from a relatively poor family and loves basketball.

Would the other party refuse if he offered a pair of thousand-yuan basketball shoes as a friend? Shoes they could afford but wouldn’t buy on purpose.

Switching groups could bring immediate benefits.

Sitting in his seat, Yu Tongjie displayed a smile of assured success.

He liked accumulating good words and phrases in his notebook, partially to improve his writing. And also to motivate himself, undeterred by distant mountains.

He picked up the pen with grand ambition and wrote in the notebook.

[When a person stretches up on tiptoe to reach the sun, nothing in the world can withhold his sunshine.]

The only flaw was that his remarkable persistence had no audience.

He’s been busy studying and hasn’t made many friends. But the atmosphere in this class wasn’t great; they’re either from Nantong or odd people.

After doing some exercises, Yu Tongjie got up to get hot water.

Late October, the south gets colder.

Carrying a cup from the hallway back to the classroom, a gust of wind made him tighten his coat and sigh about the growing temperature differences between morning and night.

Turning his head, he saw Li Qingrong coming up the stairs, holding a phone.

"Huh?" Yu Tongjie was stunned.

In his impression, Li Qingrong seldom brought a phone to school. Maybe he remembered wrong, or today wasn’t an ordinary day, a school celebration... or perhaps.

He thought about it and determined it was his problem.

Sigh, studying too hard had made his memory jumbled.

Maybe Li Qingrong always kept her phone on her; she just didn’t use it in the classroom. So why was he making a big fuss?

Shaking his head, Yu Tongjie slowly walked into the classroom.

His eyes subconsciously searched for Li Qingrong, glancing over. As usual, she sat in her seat, seriously playing on her phone.

Hmm???

Playing on the phone?

Yu Tongjie’s eyes widened instantly, as if he’d seen a ghost.

Was this his problem?

Li Qingrong never plays on her phone in the classroom, so is there... something going on? It’s Wednesday; there’s only a sports class for the last period at noon, nothing else.

His curiosity piqued as he passed through the aisle, deliberately turning back for a glance.

Was she studying with her phone? Recently, some bought online courses, cramming weak subjects at home during self-study at night or watching online courses in the class early morning.

Looking closely, it seemed like a QQ chat interface.

Chatting early in the morning with whom?

"She messaged so early, it looks like she’s in the classroom?" Jiang Nian murmured, slowly walking up to the fourth floor.

Influenced by Xu Qianqian, Jiang Nian also developed the high school routine of sleeping early and waking early.

There were hardly any people along his way, and the hallway upstairs was deserted. He casually strolled towards the classroom with the talisman prepared for Zhang Ningzhi in his pocket.

Upon entering, he indeed saw Li Qingrong.

Not many people were in the classroom, just seven or eight. She was sitting and blatantly playing on her phone.

It made Jiang Nian break into a cold sweat, not cool, this....

Even though Lao Liu was indeed old and not as capable, occasionally teasing him could be fun, but... as class president, you shouldn’t be this brazen, right?

Jiang Nian found his seat and casually said.

"Class president, why are you playing on your phone in class? It’s confiscated."

Before he could set down his backpack, a phone appeared in his field of vision. The screen was off, but its model was the latest iPhone, definitely good for playing King without lag.

Darn, in his life he’d never used an iPhone.

Wait, that’s not the point.

"Huh? Class president, I was joking." Jiang Nian, a bit embarrassed, used his finger to push Li Qingrong’s phone back, "You can keep playing."

Who would dare confiscate your phone, don’t want you giving us any trouble later.

"Okay." Li Qingrong lowered her head.

Jiang Nian turned around, taking out a water bottle from his backpack.

He generally didn’t take homework home; carrying a backpack was out of habit and for convenience. Just as he was about to organize his desk, his back was poked.

He instinctively turned to look at Li Qingrong behind him.

"Class president, what’s up?"

Li Qingrong pondered for a moment, then pointed at the phone.

"Reply to the message."

"Huh?" Jiang Nian was puzzled and took out his phone from his pocket, giving it a glance.

Indeed, Li Qingrong had sent him a message, and it said.

[Morning.]

Jiang Nian opened his mouth, looking again at the nearby Li Qingrong. Suddenly feeling like he couldn’t understand the world anymore, had high school gone this crazy?

The last time he was speechless was the last time.

The class president’s antics were more abstract than the rebel Li Hua.

Li Qingrong, seeing him not move, just looked at him with a puzzled expression. Her curious eyes seemed to ask, did you see it? Aren’t you going to reply?

"Class... never mind." Jiang Nian lowered his head and replied with a [Morning].

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Ningzhi arrived. She carefully took an ancient-looking needlework pouch from Jiang Nian’s hand, with a talisman inside.

She, very nervous, whispered.

"Can I open it and take a look?"

"This, uh... it’s generally not recommended." Jiang Nian said, "But if you want to see, open it for a glance and close it tightly right away."

"Oh."

Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips and cautiously opened a corner. Seeing the talisman stained with cinnabar, she immediately exclaimed and then pinched the pouch shut.

As if the next second, this five-yuan item would have its Spiritual Energy dissipate.

Jiang Nian chuckled, turning his head to find the class president curiously eyeing the pouch.