Start By Parsing The Sun

Chapter 10: Aunt Flo's Nemesis

At exactly eight o'clock.

"Ding Ling~"

The school bell rang.

The first class of the morning was called "Shenrong History," which was about the history of the super divine tree, Wan Hao Shenrong, which was the home of all humanity.

To some extent, this was also the history of mankind.

The main teacher was a beautiful young woman named Ye Qin, who was about thirty years old and was at the most mature and charming age for women.

Naturally, this was the favorite class of all the boys in the class.

Ye Qin walked briskly into the classroom and first announced some news: "Everyone, a team of Black Armor soldiers has arrived at the school gate."

The students were in an uproar.

Cheng Han's heart skipped a beat.

Finally, the authorities took action!

Ye Qin raised her hands to signal everyone to be quiet and announced another piece of news: "In addition, the Black Armor soldiers have issued an order that no one is allowed to leave the school without permission."

The classroom became even more lively.

The students had been at No. 15 Middle School for three years and had never encountered such a situation before, so naturally, they were all extremely surprised.

A tall male student stood up and asked loudly, "Teacher Ye, why did the Black Armor soldiers suddenly seal off the school?"

This person was Fang Han.

He had meditated for nearly fifty seconds during the observation time in the meditation class and was recognized by the whole class as the student with the highest probability of forming seals.

Fang Han cleverly guessed, "Could it be that there are monsters hidden in the school?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many students showed panic on their faces.

Ye Qin immediately refuted, "There are absolutely no monsters in the school. The purpose of the Black Armor soldiers coming to No. 15 Middle School is to protect everyone's safety."

However, due to Fang Han's "rhythm," many students still had doubts.

Even Qian Qingqing was no exception.

The little girl had a worried look on her face. "What if the school is attacked? What should we do?"

Cheng Han glanced at her and calmly said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to the school."

As the "mastermind" behind this incident, he naturally knew that the Black Armor soldiers' true target was the Bloodhead Spider in the textile factory.

The teacher was right, the Black Armor soldiers were here to protect the students, which is why they were stationed at the school gate.

Qian Qingqing asked, "How do you know?"

Cheng Han asked in return, "What is the favorite offering of the Divine Beings?"

Qian Qingqing hesitated for a moment and answered, "Of course, it's souls."

Cheng Han continued to ask, "The strength of a student's soul is obviously inferior to that of an adult. If you were a follower of the Divine Beings, would you choose a student?"

Qian Qingqing suddenly realized and said admiringly, "Cheng Han, you're right!"

She whispered again, "This Fang Han, talking nonsense and making me worry for nothing."

At this moment, Wen Jie suddenly interjected, "That's not necessarily true. Followers of the Divine Beings are all incomprehensible lunatics who can do anything."

Cheng Han couldn't be bothered to respond to him.

All the facts foreseen by the All-Knowing Eye were enough to prove one thing: followers of the Divine Beings were just crazy in their actions, but they did have brains.

Qian Qingqing didn't hesitate to retort, "Wen Jie, are you an idiot? You're in the school yourself and you're even hoping to be attacked?"

Wen Jie was choked for a moment.

"Bang! Bang!"

Ye Qin forcefully knocked on the podium and said loudly, "Students, please be quiet. Class is starting now."

The noise quickly disappeared.

Ye Qin cleared her throat and began to lecture, "In the previous class, we learned about the history of Shenrong in the early Middle Ages. At that time, the power of the three major Divine Beings was at its peak.

"It is worth noting that besides them, there were also some weaker Divine Beings in the early Middle Ages. Today, let's learn about these Divine Beings together..."

Cheng Han listened attentively.

In another dimension, the recorded history of humanity spans only a few thousand years, while the history of humanity in this world reaches an astonishing thirty thousand years.

Therefore, he has a strong interest in this course.

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The school provides a free lunch at noon, but the dishes are mainly vegetarian, and meat is only served every two days. Students from slightly better-off families usually bring their own food.

When the bell for the fourth class rang, the students rushed out of the classroom.

Cheng Han was about to go to the cafeteria when he suddenly noticed that Qian Qingqing's complexion was not right, and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

He asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Qian Qingqing bent over and rested her head on the table, her voice as soft as a mosquito: "My stomach hurts."

If it were any other boy, he would definitely think it was just a stomachache, but when Cheng Han saw her clutching her abdomen with her right hand, he immediately understood the reason - the little girl's relative had come.

At her age, this was not considered early.

And menstrual cramps were a common problem, affecting a considerable number of women.

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Han asked, "Do you want me to help you..."

He had originally planned to bring food for the little girl, but halfway through his sentence, a bright idea flashed in his mind: "I have a method that might help alleviate the pain."

Qian Qingqing turned her head and asked, "What method?"

Cheng Han made a "massage" gesture and said, "Let me massage your lower abdomen."

Qian Qingqing felt a bit shy and said, "Isn't that inappropriate?"

After all, there was a difference between boys and girls, and even though they were desk mates, she still felt very embarrassed.

The little girl looked skeptical again and said, "I've tried massaging it myself, but it didn't work at all."

Cheng Han smiled and explained, "This is a secret technique passed down in my family, and it's very different from the usual massage techniques."

Qian Qingqing scoffed, "You're an orphan, where did you get this ancestral skill?"

Cheng Han persuaded, "Try it, you won't lose anything. What if it works?"

He looked around the empty classroom and said, "Besides, everyone else has left, no one will see it. What are you afraid of?"

Qian Qingqing, possibly in too much pain, finally compromised and said, "Okay."

Cheng Han first rubbed his hands vigorously to warm them up, then placed his right hand on the little girl's abdomen and began to gently press.

At the same time, he activated the True Flame Seal with his mind.

The halo around the seal instantly brightened, spontaneously absorbing spiritual energy.

Qian Qingqing blushed at first, but then looked surprised and said, "You just rubbed your hands a few times, how did they become so hot?"

Cheng Han smiled and said, "I have fast hands."

Qian Qingqing didn't believe it and said, "But..."

Cheng Han interrupted her and asked, "Does it feel better?"

After feeling for a moment, Qian Qingqing nodded and said, "The pain seems to have eased a bit."

She became even more amazed and asked, "How did you do it?"

Cheng Han nodded in satisfaction and said, "As I said, it's a secret technique passed down in my family."

In his heart, he thought to himself: Truly the True Flame Seal, it can even treat menstrual cramps!

In his previous life, he had read a news article about a woman who suddenly had menstrual cramps. There happened to be a stone stool by the road, and she felt the pain was unbearable, so she sat on the stone stool to rest.

It was summer at the time, and the stone stool was scorching hot. After sitting for a while, the woman felt a significant improvement in her pain.

Cheng Han felt that the seal originated from the sun and contained magical power. It couldn't possibly be worse than a hot stone stool, right?

After about ten seconds, Qian Qingqing exclaimed, "My stomach doesn't hurt at all anymore."

Cheng Han withdrew his right hand and nodded, "It seems that the effect of the secret technique passed down in my family is even better than I imagined."

Qian Qingqing turned to look at her desk mate and admired him, "Cheng Han, you're amazing!"

The little girl knew in her heart that the so-called "secret technique passed down in his family" was just an excuse, and he probably had some unknown means.

Cheng Han smiled and said, "You often bring me breakfast, so it's nothing for me to help you a little. Besides, for me, it's just a small effort."

Qian Qingqing said seriously, "Thank you!"

Cheng Han waved his hand casually, "No need to be polite."

(End of this chapter)