Logically, I Didn't Offend Anyone, Right?

At dusk, in the boys' dormitory Room 102.

Chen Shu and the other two had already left the dorm to go home and bring back bedding and other daily necessities.

But from inside the dorm, melodious singing still echoed.

"Pleasant Goat, Pretty Goat..."

Wang Yun and Hong Ming were still standing facing the wall, their throats hoarse, yet continuing to sing—now that was true dedication!

Students passing by the dorm all wore strange expressions, some even wondering if the place was haunted.

"Wang Yun, have we finished singing yet?"

"Probably..."

Even though Chen Shu and the others had left, they still didn't dare escape without permission. The pig-slaying knife was still embedded in the door.

Seeing the knife was like seeing the man himself!

...

...

This was the pressure that came from the South Jiang Bandit!

"Let's go. It should be fine now."

Exhausted, the two supported each other as they left Chen Shu's dorm.

As they opened the door, passing students turned to look.

They saw Hong Ming shirtless, face pale, throat hoarse, looking utterly worn out.

The other students all had odd looks on their faces, some even wearing strange smiles at the corners of their mouths.

"What are you looking at?! Never seen handsome guys before?!"

Wang Yun shouted and returned to his dorm with Hong Ming.

At that moment, Tang Lie had just returned from home to the school.

Tang Lie was tall and handsome, but his eyes carried a shadowy gloom, giving him a distinct villainous vibe.

He asked, "Did you give that kid a warning?"

The moment they saw Young Master Tang, Wang Yun and Hong Ming burst into tears, faces full of grievance.

Wang Yun sobbed, his words stuttering: "Tang... Tang Shao! He... he..."

Tang Lie frowned and asked, "What about him?!"

"He trampled on our souls!"

"…"

At that moment, Chen Shu was riding his bicycle, whistling, in high spirits.

He hadn't expected to end up classmates with Xie Sunan and Xu Xingxing—looked like senior year wouldn't be a lonely battle after all.

"I better bring a few more urea bags for self-defense."

Chen Shu thought to himself and pedaled faster.

Just as he was about to enter that dim street, a familiar system prompt appeared before him once again.

[Option 1: You are in danger. Choose to take the risk and fight back hard to showcase your strength. Reward: Beastmaster level +1]

[Option 2: Use your wits to escape. Reward: Invisibility Potion]

[Option 3: Stand in the middle of the street and shout, 'I'll take on ten at once! Come at me if you dare!' Reward: Massive Beastmaster power]

Chen Shu's expression froze. Crap—another danger?

What was up with this street? The first time, he saw someone being robbed. The second time, he was ambushed by Zheng Nan's lackeys.

Could this be the legendary Street of Sin?

Chen Shu hesitated. He wanted to pick the first option—after all, leveling up as a Beastmaster was huge.

If he became a Level 8 Beastmaster, he'd instantly surpass people like Xu Xiaoyu and become the top genius in class.

"Better scout things out first."

Chen Shu tossed his bike aside and crept onto the street.

Under the dim yellow streetlights, the surroundings were eerily empty—definitely suspicious.

Pa! Pa!

Suddenly, strange slapping sounds came from the trees overhead.

Chen Shu raised an eyebrow—was everyone this kinky nowadays?

With a mindset of observation and learning, he silently climbed up the tree.

In the tree, two mysterious men were crouching on the branches.

"Brother Liu, are we really going to catch that student here?"

A skinny young man asked, slapping his bare body repeatedly, producing 'pa pa' sounds—trying to fend off summer mosquitoes.

The bald man beside him nodded confidently and said, "Of course! I've already investigated. This street is on his way home!"

"But Brother Liu, we've been waiting here for half a month. The mosquitoes on this street have gained weight!"

The bald man stroked his chin and frowned, saying, "That's not right. As long as he returns from school, he must walk this road."

"School?" The skinny man's eyes widened. "Brother Liu, isn't it summer break right now?"

"Bookshelf? What bookshelf? I never use one."

The skinny man looked speechless and weakly asked, "Brother Liu… don't tell me you've never gone to school?"

The bald man's breathing hitched—he was clearly offended—and insisted, "Who says that? Your Brother Liu is a college grad. Do you even know what that means?"

The skinny man twitched at the corner of his mouth: "College? What kind of college?"

The bald man calmly replied, "Nursery School College."

"What the hell is that?"

"Preschool undergraduate degree."

"Oh come on…"

The young man rubbed his temples, then slapped his arm again—instantly bursting a blood-filled mosquito.

"Brother Liu, seriously—what the hell? Why aren't mosquitoes biting you?"

"Duh! I applied Six God mosquito repellent before coming out."

The young man frowned, "Six what?"

Just as the bald man was about to reply, an unfamiliar voice spoke beside them.

"Six God! Idiot!"

"See? Even strangers know," the bald man nodded.

A moment later, both men suddenly realized something.

"Huh? Huh?!"

They turned at the same time and stared at the stranger beside them.

The bald man looked confused and asked, "Who are you?"

"South Jiang Bandit, Chen Shu!"

With that, Chen Shu delivered two lightning-quick kicks.

"Down you go!"

The two lost their balance and fell from the tree, crashing hard onto the ground.

Chen Shu immediately summoned his golden slime. Empowered by size enhancement, it expanded like a small mountain, crashing down toward the two.

If that landed directly, they would surely die.

From above, Chen Shu watched coldly—he hadn't expected someone would try to target him.

Just as he waited to see their miserable fate, the rapidly falling slime suddenly bounced back up.

"Jigu! Jijigu!"

The slime opened its large eyes and kept gasping in pain.

Huh? What's going on?

Chen Shu's expression changed. Did he just run into a real threat?

He jumped down from the tree and ran to the slime's side.

He saw a wound near the slime's rear, with some colorless fluid oozing out—clearly injured.

"It actually got pierced in one hit?!"

Chen Shu immediately dropped his joking demeanor.

Under the dim streetlight, the two men slowly stood up—and beside them stood a terrifying black scorpion.

"Black-tailed Scorpion?"

Chen Shu was startled. That was a C-rank contract beast, specialized in offense—extremely dangerous.

More importantly, that beast's aura was clearly level 9!

These two seemingly dimwitted guys were actually level 9 beastmasters?!

"Sending level 9 beastmasters—really?"

Chen Shu frowned and already started thinking about retreating.

If it were just one level 9 contract beast, he might take a shot—his slime had undergone several enhancements.

But the skinny guy hadn't acted yet. If they worked together, their strength must be close.

He asked aloud, "Logically speaking, I—Chen Shu—am righteous, helpful, a model youth of the new era. Who would I have possibly offended?"