Chapter 945: Chapter 439: Lin Li’s Passion Burns Like a Fire (Part 3)

Lin Li’s gentle and courteous voice once again echoed in the restroom:

"The hospitality of Nansang Middle School is not a mere formality but requires seeing the problem resolved. This is the school tradition passed down from generation to generation, and it is my duty, an obligation one cannot refuse."

"So, Classmate Zhang, while you’re using the restroom, I’ll be waiting outside the door. If you need any assistance, please feel free to call me anytime."

Zhang Jing: "(;☉_☉)?"

Zhang Jing turned off the faucet, looking somewhat confused and hesitant at the upright Lin Li: "Assistance? But using the restroom... what kind of assistance could there possibly be?"

Lin Li maintained an appropriately sincere smile on his face, nodding slightly with a touch of pride, seemingly waiting for Zhang Jing to ask this question.

Lin Li cleared his throat, as the hospitality field of Nansang Middle School was about to beex-treme-ly unleashed—

"Of course, and the service items are very comprehensive, covering a variety of auxiliary needs while you use the restroom.

First, positioning assistance.

If you need to maintain a specific posture to avoid splashing, yet prefer not to do it yourself, I can provide professional external support to ensure precise targeting of the intended area."

"Naturally, you don’t need to worry about hygiene issues; our school has already taken that into account."

Lin Li reached into his pocket, and when his hand emerged again, he took out a pack of white disposable plastic gloves.

With a smooth, elegant motion, Lin Li slowly put on the gloves and displayed his clean hands: "Clean and worry-free, hygiene guaranteed~"

Zhang Jing: "(☉_☉)?"

Wait, wait a minute.

Zhang Jing stared at those snow-white gloves, stunned.

What, exactly, is, anyway, the situation seems to have... gone wrong?

Unfazed by his shock, Lin Li continued to enumerate calmly:

"Second, soothing guidance service.

If you find yourself in a new restroom environment and due to nervousness or unfamiliarity with the restroom, experience occasional difficulty urinating—commonly known as ’unable to pee’— I can gently hum the soothing melody you’ve specified."

Studies show that certain rhythms have positive effects on relaxing the sphincter and promoting urine flow."

"The song list includes classic nursery rhymes and light music, and requests are welcome. I’m known as Bu Hao, nicknamed the Chinese Little Music Library."

Zhang Jing stood stiffly: "Eh?"

His brain was already incapable of articulating anything beyond a sound.

Lin Li’s smile was gentle and, paired with his appearance, quite pleasing to the eye. However, at this moment, Zhang Jing wasn’t sure whether there was still a human in front of him.

But, it wasn’t over yet.

"Third, cross-zone interaction service.

When I observe other users approaching the restroom area, I will notify you.

If it’s a male, I will alert you to either ’carry on’ or ’he’s quite large, you might want to dodge.’"

If it’s female, I will notify you to either ’carry on’ or ’stop for a moment and come out to see the pretty girl.’"

Seeing Zhang Jing’s unresponsive state, with a look at his active task progress bar, Lin Li calmly continued:

"Fourth, ultimate hygiene assurance.

Although there are tissues, they can’t reliably ensure no residual germs remain untouched, so we also provide ultimate sterilization service."

Lin Li reached into his pocket, and when his hand emerged again... it was a lighter.

But not an ordinary lighter; this was a powerful lighter, much larger than regular lighters. When the switch was pressed, flames shot straight up, reaching nearly ten centimeters high, burning steadily without wavering in the wind, almost akin to a small flame torch.

"Lighter," Lin Li smiled as he named the item, nodding toward Zhang Jing, explaining its disinfection method: "High-temperature sterilization."

Lin Li felt his enthusiasm was like a fire.

But one fire wasn’t enough.

Lin Li then took out a bottle of colorless liquid:

"75% ethanol solution, alcohol sterilization."

Lin Li took out a bottle containing a slightly pale yellow liquid:

"80% sulfuric acid aqueous solution, chemical sterilization."

Watching Lin Li’s hand reaching back into his pocket, Zhang Jing’s mouth twitched, his pupils shook. At this point, he suspected Lin Li was wearing yoga pants with infinite space inside; otherwise, how could he endlessly retrieve items, eh!

In Zhang Jing’s gaze, Lin Li took out a pair of scissors:

"Scissors, physical sterilization."

After taking out the scissors, Lin Li finally stopped, apologetically speaking to Zhang Jing: "I’m sorry, I only brought these tools today. If you give me some time to prepare, there will be more sterilization methods available for you to choose from."

Indeed somewhat regretful.

Because most of Lin Li’s items are inside the ’Fire Separation Sword Nourishing Gourd,’ but this magic treasure is too large to be discreetly pulled from his pocket. What he took out now are the commonly used items stored in the ’Qiankun Ring.’

—Concentrated sulfuric acid is certainly not a daily item; in fact, even within the ’Fire Separation Sword Nourishing Gourd,’ there’s none. The one just taken out was fake, used to fool people."

Usually, if someone inexplicably takes out a bottle of transparent liquid claiming it’s concentrated sulfuric acid, no one would believe it.

But Lin Li believed, given his actions from just now, Zhang Jing might just believe it.

"But these four types are enough to ensure you post-restroom without any worries of bacterial infection."

Lin Li sorted out his emotions, resuming his enthusiastic Nansang student identity, looking at the silent Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing: ☉_☉.

Seems like I’m somewhat dead now.

Zhang Jing was now unsure whether he already died in a car accident on the way to Nansang Middle School without realizing it.

This must be the underworld, right?

Otherwise, there’s no way to explain everything happening now.

Facing Lin Li’s smile, Zhang Jing swallowed hard, then pinched his thigh.

Oh my, it really hurts.

Bu Hao, seems I’m neither dead nor asleep; this is reality!

It was better if it were a dream; realizing this, Zhang Jing’s frozen expression rapidly transformed into immense shock and terror: "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

He gazed at the sincere-faced Bai, wearing disposable gloves, seemingly ready to step into the stall. A tremendous chill surged from his feet to his soul.

Nan, Nansang Middle School, terrifyingly terrifying•᷄ᯅ•᷅!

"No! No need! Thank you! Bai Tongxue! You’re great, really! You’re great! Super great! But I really don’t need any services!

I, I, I just want to simply pee, if I get infected, then I get infected. It’s not a problem, really, not a problem..."

Zhang Jing’s voice carried a hint of tremble, almost shouting out, face ashen.

To be honest, Zhang Jing no longer wanted to pee now; he only wished that after finishing the exam today, he wouldn’t have experienced any sterilization method.

Really wanted to flee.

But just remained in thoughts, as he dared not.

Fleeing meant passing Lin Li, Zhang Jing feared such actions would thoroughly anger the other party, prompting Lin Li to downright force sterilization.

"Can, can you, Bai Tongxue, Brother Bufan, please, I just want to simply pee..."

Originally meant for wiping post-pee, Zhang Jing now used it to nervously wipe his sweat, pleading.

"Of course, any services are based on your needs. If you don’t require it, I naturally won’t forcibly provide it."

Lin Li adhered to his smiling service, seemingly puzzled by Zhang Jing’s current reaction, chuckled.

However, the longstanding smiling service offered by Lin Li, in Zhang Jing’s view, would be akin to—

"Patient Zhang Jing: Nurse, hello, how’s my illness going?"

"Nurse Lin Li: You’re gonna die! Ahaha (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧~"

"Family Zhang Jing: Doctor, hello, you finally came out. How was the surgery for my family?"

"Doctor Lin Li: Ahaha, haha, the corpse is coming (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧~"

Very terrifying indeed.