The end of the world begins with failing an exam

About three to five minutes passed.

The text on the light screen has new changes.

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[Decorating the house%%￥ pigeon shed＊\u0026TV...]

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"He's giving me task reminders again..." Chen Jing looked at the information displayed on the light screen and thought to himself, "Decorating the house... It should be for Wei Nan... The pigeon shed is where I promised Yan Que to help her. Installed on the rooftop..."

TV set?

Is this a tip to increase Lawrence’s friendship level?

Chen Jing looked at the light curtain and hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

There was no response on the light screen, as if Chen Jing's words could not be heard.

"Is it the task prompt given to me by the intelligent AI?" Chen Jing murmured to himself, feeling a little confused, "Then why are there always garbled codes..."

From the moment he stepped into the other world, Chen Jing always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him, especially after the garbled words appeared, this feeling became even stronger.

He had always doubted the authenticity of those garbled words.

He didn't know whether the tips were real or fake.

But now...

Chen Jing always felt that someone was helping him behind his back.

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[Decorating the house%%￥ pigeon shed＊\u0026TV...]

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Chen Jing looked at the information displayed on the light screen in front of him. He couldn't wait for the response he wanted for a long time, and finally sighed.

"No matter who you are...thank you..."

After that, Chen Jing held on to the wall and walked slowly towards home.

But halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

"Do you know where my grandpa is?" Chen Jing asked nonchalantly, and then hurriedly added, "The grandpa in the real world."

The light curtain flickered slightly, as if in response.

"Do you know?" Chen Jing held a glimmer of hope.

The light screen was still flashing, but the characters displayed did not change.

"do not you know?"

When Chen Jing saw no response from the light curtain, he sighed in disappointment, but did not put away the light curtain. As if he was talking to an unfamiliar friend, he limped toward his home while holding on to the wall.

"The old man is gone. I'm worried about him. Although I didn't have a good relationship with him before, but..."

The lights in the corridor kept flashing, and the buzzing sound of electricity kept echoing in Chen Jing's ears, like some kind of tinnitus that was annoying.

"How is he doing?"

A silent glimmer of light shone on Chen Jing's face, making his already pale complexion even more morbid, and his clear, watery eyes were even more worried.

"Is he having a bad time?"

This time, the light curtain was no longer silent.

In Chen Jing's disbelieving gaze, the garbled characters on the light screen changed for the first time because of his question.

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[Very good, good, good%%￥...]

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The next second, the light curtain automatically closed.

When Chen Jing anxiously called up the light screen again, the garbled text had already disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. Only the countdown and additional questions were left on the light screen.

"Very good...that's good..."

Chen Jing closed the light curtain, took out the key and opened the door gently, with a bright smile on his face.

This should be the best news I have ever received since entering the other world.

It seems that the old man is still alive!

So the "person" who has been helping me in secret must also know the old man. Maybe all this was arranged by the old man...

"Master, you are back!"

In the dim living room, only the muted TV was still on. The little skeleton Ryan was sitting on the sofa holding a pillow. When Chen Jing suddenly opened the door and came in, he hurriedly got up and started to get Chen Jing's slippers.

"Master, are you feeling better? Does your head still hurt? I left some medicine in the kitchen for you to drink before going to bed..."

"I feel better."

After Chen Jing entered the room, he smelled the smell of medicine in the air. It was similar to the smell of Chinese herbal medicine in the real world. At least he didn't smell any difference.

"Why are you sleeping in the living room? Isn't the study empty?"

"I can sleep here..." Ryan replied timidly, carefully supporting Chen Jing who was walking unsteadily, "Master, go and lie down first, and I will heat up the medicinal soup and bring it to you!"

"Not urgent……"

Chen Jing took Ryan's bony hand, no, to be precise, it was a bone claw, and when he walked to the study door, he glanced inside.

"It's a mess in here, no wonder you can't sleep... I'll help you clean it up tomorrow... You can just sleep here with peace of mind... What's the point of sleeping in the living room..."

"No need! The sofa is very soft! Ryan likes it very much!"

"It's not okay if you like it." Chen Jing frowned and said, looking down at Ryan, who was no taller than his thigh, "It's not like we don't have a bed at home, so how weird is it for you to sleep on the sofa..."

Ryan didn't know what to say. For him, it was enough to find a place to live in the city. Not to mention sleeping on the sofa, he didn't think there was anything wrong with sleeping in the toilet.

But the young master doesn't seem to like this.

"Tomorrow I will take you to clean up the study. The house is a mess and I have long been dissatisfied with it... By the way, go get a chair. I remember there are new beddings on the wardrobe. I saw them when I was changing clothes that day. ”

Chen Jing was still a little dizzy, but after Ryan helped him into the bedroom, he couldn't help but nagging, just like the old lady who had left him long ago.

"First, spread the bedding on the sofa for you to make do for one night. Tomorrow I will clean up the study and you can live there... The old man is really something. I will ask him tomorrow why he messed up the study like a garbage dump!"

At the same time.

Chen Bofu, who was sleeping in the master bedroom, turned over because of the nagging outside the house. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, with confusion written all over his wrinkled old face.

"Why does this kid talk like his grandmother... Is he possessed by that old woman?"

Chapter 26 The Chief of Public Security of Yongye City

The next day.

Chen Jing just woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the skull next to the bedside lamp.

"..."

"Master, are you awake?!"

"Well..."

Chen Jing racked his brains to be more tactful, fearing that he might say something wrong and hurt Ryan's heart.

"Ryan, you don't have to come in and wake me up next time..."

"Huh?! I didn't wake you up!"

"What I meant was, you... Oh, forget it."

Chen Jing calmed his violent heartbeat, slowly sat up from the bed, picked up the water cup on the bedside table and drank a sip of water to calm his nerves, feeling emotional.

Fortunately, he had played a lot of horror games in the real world, otherwise, he might have been scared to travel through time again when he opened his eyes just now...

It's really scary that this guy suddenly showed his head!

Who wouldn't be scared to see a skull with ghost lights in its eyes next to the bed early in the morning!

"Master, there are guests at home today."

"Guests?"

Chen Jing was startled, then suddenly put down the cup, got out of bed at lightning speed, and walked to the door lightly...

Locked the door.

Only then did Chen Jing breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master, what are you doing..."

"Playing..."

Chen Jing replied calmly, without blushing at all because of his social phobia.

"Let's play a game of pretending to be dead..."

"Master, you want to play a game of pretending to be dead?" Ryan's skull had a big question mark on it, and he didn't understand the young master's brain circuit at all.

"Yes, pretend to be dead." Chen Jing lied to the child shamelessly, "When the guests at home leave, we will revive on the spot. Don't make a sound now..."

Chen Jing found that his social phobia should be difficult to cure, just like the habit of hiding in the room and pretending to be dead when there are guests at home... It is estimated that it will not be changed in a short time.

Asking him to go out and make friends on his own initiative is fine for completing tasks, but without additional tasks, he really doesn't want to contact strangers...

Besides, contact may not necessarily bring benefits.

"How many guests are here?" Chen Jing asked.

"Two, a very powerful old descendant, and a young woman." Ryan raised his hand and gestured, then pointed to his face, "The woman looks as pretty as the young master!"

"Why are they coming to our house?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

"I don't know."

Ryan shook his head, and seemed to see that Chen Jing didn't want to go out to see the guests, so he lowered his voice and said.

"The master asked me to come in and accompany you, saying that he would ask you to go out as long as you wake up... But if the young master doesn't want to go out, forget it, you can pretend to sleep if you don't want to!"

"The old man asked me to go out?" Chen Jing was stunned for a moment, and began to wonder what the old man wanted to do. From Ryan's tone, he must have never seen the guests before...

Who is it?

Chen Jing was a little curious, and subconsciously put his ear to the door to eavesdrop, but the silence outside the door was outrageous.

After listening for almost two minutes, Chen Jing found that he could not hear any sound...

In the end.

He decided to open the door and take a peek.

After all, the bedroom is still some distance away from the living room, and it should not be discovered if he takes a peek...right?

"Who is the guest..."

Chen Jing squatted by the door like a thief, rubbed his hands as if possessed by a fly, and then carefully opened a crack in the door.

The next second.

He saw a familiar old face in the crack of the door.

"No... old man... Grandpa..." Chen Jing shuddered with fear, and his expression instantly became helpless, "Didn't we agree before... Can you not scare me like this..."

"My dear grandson, what are you doing?" Chen Bofu squeezed in the crack of the door, looking at his dear grandson with curiosity, "What are you doing here? Are you taking a shit?"

"..."

"Are you confused in your sleep, the toilet is outside..." Chen Bofu pushed the door open without saying anything, took Chen Jing's hand and dragged him out.

Along the way.