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Chapter 19: Cheng Han Can Eat More Than I Imagined

Half an hour later, the grand exercise was over.

Cheng Han didn't rush to the cafeteria like the other students, but instead went to the infirmary first.

As he walked to the door, he immediately saw Wan Tengjiao's figure.

He saw the short-haired girl sitting on a chair, sitting up straight with her hands placed flat on her waist. It was clear that she was practicing breathing techniques.

It must be said that this girl was indeed very diligent in her cultivation.

Next to her was a single bed, and Yan Hong lay motionless on the bed, his eyes tightly closed.

When Wan Tengjiao heard footsteps, she opened her eyes and greeted, "So it's you."

Cheng Han glanced at Yan Hong and asked, "How is he?"

Wan Tengjiao quickly said, "The school doctor just examined Yan Hong, and he indeed has acute gastritis. Your previous judgment was correct."

"The school doctor saw that he was in a lot of pain, so he gave him a 'sleeping soup'. He's already asleep now. The school doctor went out to buy herbs and probably won't be back for another half an hour."

Cheng Han nodded lightly.

Perhaps due to the existence of source energy, the various herbs produced in this world had unbelievably strong effects. For the majority of common illnesses, just a few doses of medicine could easily cure them.

Wan Tengjiao praised again, "Your decision was very correct. If Yan Hong had participated in the grand exercise, he would have definitely fainted halfway through, and our class's evaluation score would have been deducted significantly."

Cheng Han casually replied, "I am the inspector, it is my responsibility."

Wan Tengjiao felt a bit emotional, "You are much better than Fang Han. That guy only relies on his identity as an inspector to boss around his classmates, never showing the same proactive concern for his classmates as you."

Before, she didn't think Fang Han was too bad, but now that she had witnessed Cheng Han's various deeds, seeing how calm he was in the face of danger and how he promptly noticed when a classmate fell ill, she had a reference point in her heart and naturally felt that Fang Han was simply useless.

Cheng Han smiled faintly and changed the topic, "Go and have your meal, I'll take care of Yan Hong."

Wan Tengjiao nodded, "Okay!"

She stood up and left crisply.

Fifteen minutes later.

Wan Tengjiao returned to the infirmary carrying two exquisite lunch boxes.

She handed one of the lunch boxes to Cheng Han, "Here's lunch for you."

Cheng Han was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and took the lunch box, "Thank you!"

Wan Tengjiao smiled, "You're very straightforward, that's good!"

Cheng Han raised the corners of his mouth, "I'm hungry."

The whole class knew that the short-haired girl's father served in the Black Armor Army, and her family was not ordinary wealthy. Her mother bought a house outside the school and hired a chef specifically to make lunch for Wan Tengjiao.

Since the rich girl was willing to treat him to a meal, why bother being coy?

Wan Tengjiao pursed her lips and smiled, not saying anything more.

Cheng Han opened the lunch box and started eating.

The lunch box contained four dishes, all of which were rarely seen by ordinary people. Each dish was delicious and had a great aroma, and the taste was no less than that of a high-end restaurant in his previous life.

Before long, the school doctor returned.

After chatting with the two for a few moments, they left the infirmary.

Cheng Han returned to the classroom and had just sat down when he heard Qian Qingqing's voice, "I heard you stayed in the infirmary for a long time, taking care of Yan Hong?"

He nodded, "Yes."

Qian Qingqing asked again, "I didn't see you in the cafeteria, did you not have lunch?"

Cheng Han hesitated for a moment and then made a sound of agreement, "Mm."

The little girl and Wan Tengjiao clearly didn't get along well. Since she often fed him, he thought it would be best not to tell her the truth, otherwise she would definitely be unhappy.

Qian Qingqing took out a bunch of snacks from her drawer and stuffed them all over, "You must be very hungry now, hurry up and eat!"

Cheng Han's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile, "Thank you."

Although he was already quite full, in order to cover up his lie just now, he had to accept the snacks and try his best to stuff them into his mouth.

Qian Qingqing asked with concern, "Are these snacks enough? Should I go out and buy some more later?"

Cheng Han firmly shook his head, "It's completely enough! No need to buy more!"

If the little girl really bought another bunch of food, he would definitely end up being stuffed to death in the classroom today.

Qian Qingqing blinked her beautiful eyes, "Really?"

Cheng Han struggled to swallow a piece of pastry and nodded repeatedly, "Absolutely true!"

Qian Qingqing finally gave up her previous thoughts and said, "That's good."

Cheng Han let out a sigh of relief.

Qian Qingqing chattered on, "Everyone says that you and Yan Hong don't have much of a relationship, but you are so dedicated to him. In the whole school, there is no one more responsible for supervision than you."

From this sentence, it can be heard that this matter has spread throughout the class, and it has truly gained the recognition of the classmates.

Cheng Han rubbed his stomach and modestly said, "It's just my duty."

On the other side,

Wan Tengjiao pretended to look casual and glanced in a certain direction.

She withdrew her gaze and muttered softly, "I underestimated you. You can eat more than I imagined."

Before this, she was worried that Cheng Han wouldn't have enough to eat, so she specifically instructed the chef to add extra food to his lunch box. She never expected that Cheng Han could still eat snacks.

*

During the last self-study class in the afternoon, Cheng Han was too lazy to do his homework, so he decided to do some "private work."

He recalled the "imprint diagram" in his mind and carefully compared the silhouette of the person in the illusion. It took him half an hour to narrow down the list to twelve suspects.

This number was fewer than expected.

However, compared to the hundreds of people initially identified, the difficulty of finding the mastermind behind the Grass Dog incident was significantly reduced by selecting from the twelve individuals.

Cheng Han contemplated the imprint diagram and locked onto the first target, silently saying, "Deduce!"

Although he had never seen this person's appearance and didn't even know their name, the figure was the best "associated object." The All-Knowing Eye could obtain useful information through it.

His scalp immediately felt a chill.

The illusions came one after another.

The result showed that the first target had attended a botany practical class the day before yesterday, but did not tamper with the soft silk vine.

Cheng Han redoubled his efforts and conducted three more deductions, eliminating three suspects.

Finally, the fifth target showed a different result.

It failed!

There was no illusion!

The inability to deduce a result was precisely the biggest problem!

Cheng Han looked serious, "The reason the illusions are so vague is most likely because the other party has a special power of protection. The level of the All-Knowing Eye is too low to peek into this person's true identity."

"And the failure of this deduction indicates that the fifth target may also possess special powers, which actually proves that he is highly likely to be the mastermind."

To be cautious, Cheng Han conducted two more deductions.

The first time, he deduced the sixth target.

The illusion appeared as expected.

This meant that the skill was normal.

The second time, he deduced the fifth target again.

It failed!

Once might be a coincidence.

Twice in a row, it was inevitable.

Cheng Han was greatly excited, "It's really this guy!"

"Ding Ling~"

The bell for the end of class rang.

The students who couldn't sit still rushed out of the classroom.

The school only had a day off every ten days, and tomorrow happened to be a rest day, so everyone couldn't wait to go home early.

Cheng Han greeted a little girl and walked out of the classroom with his backpack.

He walked about ten meters along the corridor, passed by the classroom of Class 2 of the fourth grade, turned his head and looked, and used the "imprint" technique to engrave the scene in his mind.

Cheng Han turned his head as if nothing had happened, walking slowly while inspecting the imprint diagram.

When his gaze swept over a desk, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a piece of information flashed through his mind.

Qin Zicheng!

Found him!

Cheng Han chuckled, "Although you have special powers to protect yourself, even if I see your back, I can't deduce anything. But your desk doesn't have that protection, and I can still expose you."

(End of this chapter)