Ch. 245 - My Fucking Genius Plan Got Read?! [1]

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Chen Shu chuckled to himself as he carefully stashed the bottle away.

This was his first independently manufactured potion.

Granted, it was a bit... unorthodox. But in his eyes, it was still a great invention!

He collapsed onto the bed. Brewing that laxative had worn him out completely.

But for the advancement of global pharmaceutical science, what was a little fatigue?

Brimming with a sense of accomplishment, Chen Shu drifted off into smug, satisfied sleep.

Nighttime.

A knock-knock-knocking came from outside the door.

"Who knocks at this hour?"

Chen Shu's stomach just happened to be growling. He got up and opened the door.

"Teacher Shen?"

"The day after tomorrow is the finals. If you dare forget, I'll bury you under the Nancang Hotel!"

"......"

Chen Shu nodded. Internally, he was considering whether to dose Shen Wushuang with a little laxative as well.

His eyes swept up and down the man, shining with the gleam of a bandit scheming.

"What the hell are you planning?!"

Shen Wushuang instantly sensed the danger and immediately put distance between them.

"Nothing. Nothing at all."

Chen Shu grinned and left the hotel in search of food.

The next day arrived.

Chen Shu sat in his hotel room, constantly rolling a bottle of potion between his fingers, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

He dialed a number, and it connected quickly.

A male voice came through. "Hello? Who's this?"

"Hey there — you're Xie Fengyu, right? This is Chen Shu!"

The voice on the other end instantly sounded flustered. "Chen Shu from Nanjiang City?!"

Chen Shu was about to answer when the phone emitted a sound.

Click-click-click~~

"What the hell — what's that supposed to mean?! Hanging up that fast?!"

Chen Shu refused to accept it and dialed again.

Ultimately, after ten minutes of back-and-forth between the two sides, Xie Fengyu finally stopped hanging up.

"Chen Shu, what exactly do you want?"

Chen Shu spoke with the utmost sincerity.

"The finals are between our two teams. My personal philosophy has always been: friendship first, competition second!"

"Oh. And then?"

Xie Fengyu's expression didn't waver, though a flicker of wariness stirred inside him.

"Tonight, my treat — let's get our two teams together for a meal! Call it making friends."

Chen Shu finally revealed his true objective.

My Bandit Brand Laxative is going to show its divine power today!

However, Xie Fengyu's reply left him dumbstruck — the guy flat-out refused.

"Sorry, we probably won't have the time."

"Come on — it's just one meal! You think that little time is gonna boost your strength or something?"

Chen Shu spoke with the gravity of a life mentor, endlessly imparting wisdom.

Things like "one more friend, one more road ahead" and "at home, rely on your parents — out in the world, rely on the bandit," along with other pearls of life philosophy.

In the end, Xie Fengyu couldn't take the pestering anymore and came straight out with it:

"Our teacher told us to stay away from you. You're way too shady — no doubt you're planning some dirty trick!"

"???"

Chen Shu's eyes went wide as brass bells, his face the picture of total bewilderment.

My fucking genius plan... got READ?!

"Sorry — if you really want to get together, after the match isn't too late!"

Xie Fengyu, sensing the silence on the other end, felt even more certain he'd caught a whiff of conspiracy.

Click-click-click~~~

The disconnect tone came through the phone, snapping Chen Shu back to his senses.

What kind of teacher was this?! So utterly lacking in faith in his moral character — completely unworthy of the title of teacher!!

And worst of all — they were FUCKING right!

Chen Shu ground his teeth. So bro had spent all these days on nothing?!

"Should I put it in the Nancang First High cafeteria..."

A sinister thought surfaced in Chen Shu's mind — he wanted to torment the opposing school.

But it wouldn't affect the match. The Nancang First High team obviously wouldn't be eating at the school mess hall.

"Damn it! I'm so pissed!"

Chen Shu sighed and carefully put the potion bottle away. Who knew — it might have a major use someday.

He spent the entire day sulking in the hotel...

May 11th.

Chen Shu was forcibly dragged awake by Shen Wushuang. Today was the finals that everyone had been waiting for!

No matter what line of work you were in, you'd be paying special attention to today's match.

Even ordinary people, when it came to Beast Tamer battles, couldn't get enough.

To a certain degree, today represented the pinnacle of Nancang Province's younger generation!

The Spirit Fighting Arena had long since been packed to capacity. Even though the match hadn't started yet, the venue was still buzzing with energy.

Without question, even by the standards of previous tournaments, today's beast taming match was exceptionally exciting.

It was also an extremely rare case — a battle between Nancang City and an outside city!

Generally speaking, by the time it reached the finals, it was always an internal Nancang City civil war!

The host, wearing a sweet smile, stepped onto the platform. The entire venue was abuzz with discussion, everyone eagerly anticipating the battle to come.

Meanwhile, in the competitor waiting area, only the Nanjiang City and Nancang First High teams remained!

All other teams had become spectators and were no longer lingering in the competitor zone.

"Chen Shu — thank you for yesterday's invitation. Win or lose, I hope we can be friends!"

Xie Fengyu of Nancang First High walked over with a warm, genial smile.

The three of them radiated sharp confidence, yet their bearing was modest and gentle.

The pride of geniuses was confidence in themselves, not contempt for others.

"Invitation? What invitation?"

Shen Wushuang asked, thoroughly confused.

Xie Fengyu smiled sheepishly and spoke.

"Yesterday, Chen Shu invited our team out for a meal, but I turned him down..."

"......"

Shen Wushuang froze for a moment, then understood everything. His gaze locked onto Chen Shu like a death ray.

You were seriously going to drug them?! Unbelievable!

Shen Wushuang shook his head. "Ah, I see. No wonder you were so out of sorts yesterday — I thought you were depressed."

"I'm sorry, Chen Shu. I had no idea it would affect you this much."

Xie Fengyu and his two teammates looked stunned, then their faces filled with guilt.

The three couldn't help thinking: Maybe the person our teacher told us to watch out for... isn't actually a bad guy?

Shen Wushuang's mouth twitched. He forced an awkward smile.

So young. So naive. You think Chen Shu was depressed because you didn't come to his dinner?!

He stayed silent, unable to bring himself to tell them the truth.

If the three of them found out Chen Shu was depressed about his FAILED POISONING PLAN, they'd probably pull off the instant Sichuan opera face-changing act on the spot.

Just then, the host began to kick off the match:

"Today is the beast taming finals you've all been waiting for!"

"On one side, the perennial defending champions, Nancang First High! On the other, this tournament's biggest dark horse — the Nanjiang City team!"

"Will the old king reign eternal, or shall a new king be crowned?! Let us wait and see!"

"I now invite our two most dazzling teams of the day to take the stage!"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the Spirit Fighting Arena was pushed to its absolute peak!

"Nancang First High — go! Number one genius Xie Fengyu — go!"

"Nancang First High — go! Number one genius Xie Fengyu — go!"

At once, the audience supporting Nancang First High roared out their chants.

Their dominant run all the way to the finals had earned them a massive fanbase as well. Strength was the real deal!

But immediately after, the cheers belonging to Chen Shu completely drowned out the voices before them.

"Nanjiang Bandit — CHARGE! Smash Nancang First High!"

"SMASH! FUCKING SMASH THEM ALL!"

Hearing the crowd's roars, Chen Shu couldn't help but feel a jolt of emotion. Who would've thought — the Nanjiang Bandit had this much clout?

Granted, the language was a little vulgar... but that MOMENTUM was strong!

Today, Chen Shu hadn't hired any water army. Since it was the finals, the prices were just too fucking... expensive.

He was worried the principal of Nanjiang Second High would straight-up fire him...

Both teams' supporters kept roaring, their voices making the blood boil. The entire Spirit Fighting Arena was saturated with surging battle spirit.

"Youth really is wonderful."

In the VIP box, Wang Qing gazed out at the arena and couldn't help murmuring.

Before returning to their respective positions, the two teams bowed to each other in a show of mutual respect.

Chen Shu's eyes kept darting around.

If they weren't in front of this massive crowd, he'd probably have already urea-bagged them right then and there.

Battle was all about catching them off guard, after all!

"Don't even think about it!"

Xia Bing and Xu Xiaoyu, both clearly having received Shen Wushuang's instructions, pinned down his left and right arms.

There were over ten thousand people watching live in the Spirit Fighting Arena. Add in the online livestream and media coverage, and the viewer count would be an unimaginable number.

If Chen Shu really went for it right now, he'd instantly become famous across the entire nation!

[1] 预判 (Yùpàn — "Read" / "Anticipated"): A core gaming term in Chinese competitive gaming culture, directly translated from the concept of "reading your opponent" or "prediction plays." In MOBAs and FPS games, 预判 means anticipating an enemy's move before they make it — the mark of a player who's one step ahead. Being "预判ed" is particularly humiliating because it means you were predictable. The chapter title follows the classic Chinese internet comedy format of 装逼→打脸 (show off → face-slap): Chen Shu hypes his "genius plan" with vulgar self-praise, only to immediately undercut it with the revelation that someone read him perfectly. The teacher warned Xie Fengyu's team because predicting Chen Shu would try something underhanded requires approximately zero intelligence — which Chen Shu himself admits with "and worst of all, they were FUCKING right!"