My Ability Pool is Superior-Chapter 180 - 179: End of the Month

Pu Xueli finished speaking, picked up the teacup, blew on it, then lowered his head slightly to savor it, the ripple of tea at his lips exuding a steady calmness.

He proposed this idea, not on a whim.

There’s always been a tradition of mutual comparison between campuses, and what is called educational exchange is essentially showcasing the quality of one’s own students.

In such settings, the fiercer the competition, the stronger the sense of belonging to one’s own campus.

It’s fair to say Pu Xueli went to great lengths to bind Lv Bai to the Zudian Campus.

However,

Lv Bai calculated the dates and shook his head, saying: "Let other staff lead the team, I have to prepare for my fourth round of Death Duel."

"Pfft!!!"

Upon hearing this response, Pu Xueli almost choked on his tea.

The principal stared wide-eyed, seriously suspecting he had misheard: "What did you say?!"

"The fourth round of Death Duel, what’s up?"

Lv Bai responded matter-of-factly.

Pu Xueli put down the teacup, suddenly feeling a bit of a toothache: "No, why are you..."

In a rush to become prey in the Death Arena, right?

You know, after officially becoming a Death Fighter,

Although one can have the opportunity for a Death Duel once a month like the previous three rounds, it’s not a mandatory rule.

One just needs to participate in a Death Duel once within a year.

Normally, almost no one chooses to participate at such a high frequency as once a month.

The vast majority of Death Fighters participate in a Death Duel once a year, both to have adequate preparation time and to ensure they can live a little longer.

After all, starting from the fourth round, Death Duels are truly life-or-death games, unless one is tired of living, otherwise participating in more than two Death Duels in a year is rare.

This could be gleaned from the cumulative rounds leaderboard, where the top-ranked only has a little over fifty rounds.

"Are you sure you won’t reconsider?"

Pu Xueli hesitated for a while, still deciding to try persuading: "With your outstanding performance in the first three rounds, as long as you follow the progression later on, this position under me will be yours sooner or later, why rush it?"

Lv Bai couldn’t explain his special situation.

Even though this principal is quite nice, he couldn’t possibly tell him,

After all, having a superior Ability Pool is by no means trivial.

The fewer people who know, the better.

He rubbed his chin, giving a perfunctory answer: "I’m full of confidence."

Pu Xueli continued to persuade Lv Bai for a while, but unfortunately, Lv Bai’s attitude was firm, no amount of persuasion could move him.

Left with no choice, the old principal could only give up.

Life is one’s own; if one doesn’t take it seriously, no amount of concern from others will make a difference.

Fortunately, with the excellent performance in the first three rounds as a foundation, Pu Xueli doesn’t necessarily think Lv Bai will have an accident rushing to the Death Duel.

To ensure Lv Bai is as prepared as possible, Pu Xueli gave him a leave and urged him to speak up if he needs anything.

...

An expansive arena.

A skinny old man held the protective gear in his arms, watching Lv Bai, who was removing his gear, with a look of amazement.

"Are you crazy, kid?"

"What?"

After some exercise, Lv Bai took off his helmet, dripping with sweat, with his hair stuck together in strands.

"I heard you are going to participate in your fourth round of Death Duel tomorrow?"

"Wow, you’re quite well-informed."

Lv Bai reached back to push back his hair, only without any gel, the pushed-back hair soon rebounded: "No need to persuade me, I have my reasons."

He did not elaborate, changing the topic: "But what’s your relationship with Principal Pu? How come he tells you everything?"

"Just an ordinary principal-staff relationship."

"Fine, if you don’t want to say, never mind."

Lv Bai handed the detached gear to the skinny old man, greeted him, and turned to leave the arena.

Even though he has taken on a deputy leader position, he feels his life as a staff is no different from when he was a student.

What was then remains the same now.

Walking out of the arena, the sky above had already shifted to a twilight scene.

The sudden ringtone sounded on him.

Lv Bai took his phone out to see an unknown caller and hung up without hesitation.

Incidentally, he had received many such unknown calls during this period.

The call content mostly involved recruiting him or inviting him to some place for a meal or to make friends.

Who knows where these various forces got hold of his phone number.

Lv Bai has no interest in such socializing.

Initially, he would pick up out of politeness, but later on, almost every unknown call added +1 to the blacklist.

After hanging up, he paid no mind and continued walking home.

A while later, his phone suddenly rang again.

This time it wasn’t a call, but a message.

[Tomorrow night at eight, meet at Truthtalk.]

Lv Bai glanced at it, raising his eyebrows.

Truthtalk isn’t a game, but a nightclub name.

So, who sent this message is quite obvious.

He put his phone back in his pocket, couldn’t help but sigh.

"Waited for so long, don’t disappoint me."

...

After showering in the downstairs bathhouse, Lv Bai returned home.

The dishes were already prepared and laid out on the dinner table.

A little kid sat on a bench, both playing on a phone and waiting for Lv Bai to return.

Lü Ziyi saw Lv Bai, wiped her hands on her apron.

"You’ve worked hard, let’s eat first."

"You actually don’t have to wait for me, if you’re hungry, just start."

Lv Bai sat down at the table and picked up his chopsticks.

Lü Ziyi heard this, didn’t respond much, she still stubbornly believed family should eat together.

The three siblings gathered together, chopsticks criss-crossing.

As the dishes moved around, the young girl spoke in a negotiating tone: "Qingyan is at the age to go to school."

The sudden suggestion startled Lv Qingyan, making the food in his mouth seem less tasty.

Lv Bai: "That’s good news."

"Since our family isn’t short of money now, I thought about sending Qingyan to a better school?"

"Anything works."

...

With just a few words, they decided the result, never once seeking the little kid’s opinion.

Only during the conversation, a hint of resentment flitted through Lü Ziyi’s eyes occasionally.

She really wanted to say, brother, you weren’t like this before, you used to spoil me a lot.

After all, in the past, even if she distanced herself, her former self wouldn’t treat her as coldly as Lv Bai does now.

After all, she’s just a teenage girl.

Wants to ask why but feels embarrassed.

Lv Bai naturally noticed, and could roughly guess the reason.

But this indeed couldn’t be explained, so he pretended he didn’t see it.

Instead, he said: "Tomorrow, I’ll be back late, don’t wait for me."