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    Genius Deduction Method 3

    “Xiao Mo, do you want to continue going to school?”

    At the Chen residence, Xu Meng, who had specially come to visit Chu Si, couldn’t help but laugh as she looked at the shy boy standing in front of her with his head lowered.

    “That’s great! At your age, you should focus on studying and gaining knowledge. Even if it’s not about giving back to society, at least it’ll provide more opportunities for your future.”

    She had been worried about the boy’s future when she came, but now she felt a sense of relief. Over the years, she had seen too many children whose lives had gone astray due to their family situations. She didn’t want this boy to become one of them.

    Xu Meng readily agreed to Chu Si’s request. “Xiao Mo, don’t worry. Leave it to me! I’ll handle all the paperwork for you.”

    “Thank you, Sister!” The boy, who had kept his head down, finally looked up, his lips curling into a radiant smile. “You’ll surely be rewarded for your kindness.”

    Xu Meng waved her hand with a laugh, about to say something, when she was unexpectedly drawn to the boy’s serious gaze. Only then did she realize that he had a pair of strikingly beautiful eyes—pure black and white, transparent and serene, like stars quietly blooming in a cold night.

    She couldn’t help but become entranced. Lost in a daze, she wasn’t sure what else she and Chu Si talked about before she finally left.

    The boy standing by the door watched her departing figure intently. In his starry eyes, a fleeting glimmer of dark light flickered as a strange mental ripple spread out. Silently and invisibly, the wisp of black mist that had been lingering around the woman gradually dissipated.

    Just as Xu Meng reached the corner of the street, she suddenly felt a wave of relaxation wash over her. Before she could delve into it, her phone rang in her pocket.

    “What? The bus my dad was on overturned? The driver died on the spot? Over ten people severely injured and being rescued at the hospital? My dad’s okay, right?” she exclaimed, her voice urgent as she pressed for details.

    Whatever the person on the other end said quickly eased her expression. “…Only minor scratches? That’s so lucky!”

    Within the maximum range of perception, System 666, which had been boredly rolling around in its system space, froze entirely. The glowing sphere fell from mid-air with a thud.

    Looking at its host, who appeared completely unaffected, System 666, now remembering the host’s life record, practically curled into itself: Uh… pure luck? Not quite…

    Sure enough, the next moment, Chu Si pulled out a dice that Chen’s father often used. A wisp of intangible black mist silently attached itself to the die, and in less than a second, it disintegrated into ash.

    At the same time, far away in a prison labor camp, Chen’s father shuddered inexplicably and lost his footing. Instinctively grabbing the nearest person for support, both of them fell down a flight of stairs, breaking their legs.

    The unfortunate man he had grabbed happened to be the prison’s most notorious thug. Looking at Chen’s father clutching his leg and crying out in pain, the thug smiled sinisterly, his eyes flashing with malice.

    In his small room, Chu Si suddenly groaned as an unparalleled pressure locked onto him from all directions. His expression grew paler.

    【This is bad! It’s rule suppression! The world’s natural laws don’t permit overly powerful extraordinary forces, and the ability you used has exceeded the limit!】

    “It seems the testing will have to stop here for now.” Retracting his mental energy, Chu Si calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression thoughtful. “This world has a strict blockade against supernatural forces.”

    …In that case, he’ll have to “adapt to local customs” for now.

    As for Chen’s father, now entangled in a thread of disaster energy? The rest of his life would likely be filled with unending calamities.

    Xu Meng acted quickly, soon transferring Chu Si’s academic record to Shen City No. 1 High School. The original Chen Mo had excelled in middle school, and with Xu Meng mentioning Chu Si’s current situation, the principal, who had a kind smile, agreed without hesitation.

    However, before enrolling, Chu Si would need to complete a set of test papers to determine his class placement.

    “How about it? No problem, right, young man?” The plump Grade 10 director spoke kindly. Thinking about how Chu Si had been out of school for several months, he added reassuringly, “Even if your performance isn’t ideal this time, you can study hard after joining the school. There’s always a chance to change classes after each monthly exam.”

    “I don’t have any issues.” Chu Si nodded seriously, “Everything should depend on ability. That’s only fair.”

    Although he had never encountered the knowledge of this world before, he had spent the past few days reviewing the original Chen Mo’s memories and past textbooks, so he felt confident.

    Taking the test papers handed to him, Chu Si found an empty desk and began writing quickly.

    Time passed quietly, and the sound of his pen scratching against paper filled the silent office. When he finished, he handed over the test papers. “I’m done.”

    “So soon?” The other teachers in the office exchanged surprised glances, instinctively checking the clock on the wall. Only 90 minutes had passed.

    Finishing several challenging test papers in such a short time—did he leave many questions blank?

    A young female teacher wearing rimless glasses took the papers and glanced over them. Seeing the densely written answers, she immediately dismissed that possibility.

    Twenty minutes later, the Grade 10 director looked at the test papers before him. Except for losing five points in Chinese, all the other subjects were perfect scores. He abruptly looked up, his gaze sweeping over the other teachers. “Are you all sure there’s no mistake?”

    The teachers shook their heads in unison. They had double-checked several times; the scores were indeed correct.

    The plump director’s face lit up with excitement, and his hands trembled slightly as he held the papers. “Great, just great! Looks like our No. 1 High School has another top-tier student on track for a prestigious university!”

    “What student has got you so thrilled?” The office door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman with a short haircut strode in, her voice loud.

    “Ms. Li, you’re just in time. There’s a new student for your Class 1.” The director, who had been about to leave, gave instructions before heading out. “Chen Mo, go with Ms. Li to your class.”

    The other teachers looked envious, but they understood that Class 1 was the best and most suitable for Chu Si.

    The middle-aged woman was briefly surprised, her stern face softening into a slight smile. She walked toward the boy standing with his back to her. “Chen Mo, is it? You—”

    As the boy turned around, revealing a somewhat familiar face, her expression faltered. The smile vanished as her features filled with disdain. “Oh, it’s you!”

    She abruptly stopped in her tracks and said firmly, “I can’t accept this student.”

    “What’s going on, Ms. Li?”

    Under the surprised gazes of the other teachers, Ms. Li scoffed, her tone full of contempt. “Our Class 1 is not a dumping ground for trash. I refuse to take in a delinquent with questionable character!”

    The boy stood frozen in place, seemingly at a loss.

    Feeling bad, the young female teacher in glasses gently suggested, “Ms. Li, this boy seems well-behaved. Could there be a misunderstanding?”

    “A misunderstanding? The girl said it herself—he followed her home from school every day, harassing her. Even some boys from Mr. Wang’s class saw it. What’s there to misunderstand?”

    As if jolted back to reality, fragments of memory surfaced in Chu Si’s mind, and he finally recognized who this middle-aged woman was.

    She was none other than Xiao Mengyao’s homeroom teacher, the one who refused to believe the original Chen Mo’s explanations and instead called Chen’s father to handle it. The residual anger and sorrow in Chen Mo’s heart began to stir.

    Chu Si suppressed those emotions firmly. He wouldn’t allow himself to be controlled by anyone’s will.

    Regaining his composure, he noticed the complex looks the teachers were giving him. He calmly said, “I didn’t do those things. I can confront her directly.”

    The young female teacher thought for a moment. “Why not call the girl over and clarify this? It’s important to resolve misunderstandings for the students’ sake.”

    She felt the boy’s clear eyes didn’t resemble those of someone guilty. Clearing up the misunderstanding would be best.

    Ms. Li frowned. Although Chu Si’s grades were likely excellent, she had already formed a negative impression of him and disliked him even more after her colleague spoke up for him.

    “Grades don’t equate to character. I understand that Class 13 has a lot of underachievers, and Mr. Wang might see a decent student as a treasure, but I don’t care!”

    “Anyway, I won’t take this student!”

    Sneering, she left that remark and sat at her desk. Mr. Wang stood awkwardly, her face flushed with anger.

    The office fell into an awkward silence.

    “That’s fine. I wouldn’t want a teacher who can’t distinguish right from wrong anyway.” The boy’s calm voice broke the silence. Meeting Ms. Li’s furious glare, he added, “Thank you for refusing me.”

    Bowing politely to the other teachers, Chu Si turned and walked out of the office.

    Though Shen City No. 1 High School was the best in this small city, it wasn’t his only option. There was no need to waste time arguing.

    His thin figure, bathed in sunlight, carried an unexplainable aura.

    “Wait.” Mr. Wang hesitated for a moment but called out, “If you don’t mind, you can join Class 13.”

    Chu Si turned back, smiling brightly. “Sure, thank you, teacher.”

    “I’ll take you to class now,” she said.

    Ignoring Ms. Li’s furious glare, the two left the office together. As the boy glanced back at Ms. Li, his calm gaze seemed to extinguish her anger, leaving her even more frustrated.

    Angrily stomping to the desk with his test papers, she grabbed them.

    “How good can a delinquent’s grades really be? I’ll see what’s so special about him that Mr. Wang would risk her reputation!”

    She flipped through the papers, only to be blinded by a series of perfect scores in bright red ink.

    “…”

    After a moment of stunned silence, Teacher Li put the papers back and forced a smile at the corner of her mouth. “So what if his grades are good? His character is hopeless! The entire 13th class is hopeless too!”

    …Still so infuriating though. 🙁

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