Não Me Chame de Demônio
O Sagrado Portal Celestial ergue-se no firmamento, o Abismo Mágico do Tempo e Espaço mergulha o mundo em sofrimento. Quando doze fontes espirituais brotam da terra, quando a lua já não pertence à huma
Daxia, Jincheng.
An all-terrain Syao troop transport roared its engine, racing toward the site of the demonic disaster.
Inside the vehicle, Ren Jie, clad in orange fireproof gear and burdened with over twenty kilograms of equipment, sat at the rear.
The faces of the trainee Syao officers were tense and anxious, their youth written in every furrow of their brows.
Suddenly, a phone ringtone shattered the oppressive silence: “Baby, what are you doing~mua~Are you there~Are you asleep~Baby, what are you doing~Why aren’t you replying~”
Ren Jie’s eyes lit up immediately. He quickly pulled out a phone so battered its screen resembled a spider’s web.
“Hey? Got a problem? Find Ren Jie, guaranteed to solve it. What’s up, dear?”
Everyone’s gaze was drawn to him, their faces twitching.
What kind of ringtone is that?
“Tutoring your kid? No problem, I can do that. My college entrance exam score just came out—full mark is 750, I got 745. This year’s top scorer in Jincheng is me. Check if you don’t believe it!”
Now the whole carriage was in an uproar.
Is this for real?
A total score of 745 in the college entrance exam, and instead of going to university, you’re here risking your life with the Syao Training Squad?
Are you insane?
Lin Huairen scoffed, “Blowing smoke, aren’t you?”
Tian Yu checked DouNiang Encyclopedia, his lips twitching, “It really is Brother Jie… damn—”
Lin Huairen grumbled, “Who in District 69 doesn’t know Ren Jie’s name? The ultimate part-time prince—he’ll do anything for mon