Transdimensional Marketing Chapter 339 - New Beginning (2)

Chapter 339: New Beginning (2)

Chapter 339 – New Beginning (2)

The Type-R s.p.a.cecraft arrived at the Super Floating Castle and landed at the Forbidden Forest. After taking off his protective suit, Chen Yu promptly returned home together with Little Peach.

“You stay at home. I’m going out for a bit.”

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to go take a look at my school.”

After saying so, Chen Yu put on a coat, picked up his backpack, and left his room.

He planned to go look for Xing Biqi. After all, he had dinner plans with her tonight…

Boom!

Three seconds later, Little Peach heard the sound of the security door shutting from the bedroom. Immediately, she perked up her ears and conducted an ultrasonic scan.

“This is great! Mr. Chen’s family isn’t home!”

Clapping her hands excitedly, Little Peach hopped to the living room and entered the bathroom. She then shouted at a corner, “Hey! Come out! We’re going to decide a winner once and for all today!”

Whoosh.

The husky removed the Invisibility Cloak and revealed itself.

At this time, the husky could be seen wearing myopia gla.s.ses and smoking on a Chunghwa. It also held a book t.i.tled A Brief History of Time in its front paws… The sight was an awkward one no matter how one looked at it.

“Yo.” Flicking the ash off of its cigarette, the husky looked at Little Peach through the top of its spectacles frame. “Buen mediodía. (Spanish: Good afternoon.)”

“You learned Spanish?”

“맞아요! (Korean: Yes)”

“Korean, too?” Little Peach was surprised.

“Betul, (Indonesian: Yes)” the husky said, inhaling deeply. It then spat out two smoke rings and continued, “Woof, woof-woof-woof.”

“Amazing! W-What was the last language?”

“Dog language.”

“…”

“It means: What business do you have with me?” After saying so, the husky flicked the half-finished Chunghwa away and asked, “I’m fed up with this low-quality cigarette. The more I smoke it, the worse it gets.”

“I’m here to play landlord!” Reaching into her skirt, Little Peach pulled out a deck of cards and said, “I must win back my money today!”

“…Where did you hide those cards, woof?”

“Don’t worry about that! Let’s hurry up and play!”

“Do you know what the Friedmann universe model is?” the husky asked suddenly.

“Friedmann?” Scratching her head, Little Peach asked, “Does he play landlord?”

“He is an astronomer. The so-called Friedmann universe model expresses that all the galaxies in the universe are moving directly away from each other. However, once the universe has expanded to its maximum size, it will begin contracting bit by bit, woof.” Removing its gla.s.ses, the husky closed the book in its paws and said, “Page 57 of Hawking’s A Brief History of Time Chinese Edition has a description of this, woof. You should go give it a read.”

“What does this have to do with landlord?”

“Nothing. However, I think that you cannot continue staying uneducated. Nature, science, the universe, and technology are really amazing. They lure people in and trap them with endless temptations.”

“Dogs,” Little Peach corrected.

“Setting that aside, don’t you have even the slightest bit of curiosity toward these unknowns?”

“No. I only want to play landlord.”

“As expected of artificial intelligence.” The husky clicked its tongue. “You’ll never become a human being.”

“I won’t become a dog, either.”

“c.r.a.p! Can you stop mentioning dogs?!”

“Aren’t you a dog?” Little Peach asked, puzzled.

“I feel that you are insulting dogs! Bah! No, I feel that you’re insulting me! Woof.”

“Is there a difference?”

Smack!

Tossing the A Brief History of Time aside angrily, the husky sat cross-legged and said, “Come on! I’ll make you go bankrupt today!”

“Dream on!” Hurriedly taking a seat, Little Peach skillfully shuffled, cut, and flipped the cards. “You draw first.”

“You’re cheating! I saw you hiding cards! Woof!”

“I did not.”

“You actually learned how to hide cards! I saw it! Woof!”

“Fine, then. You shuffle.”

“You know that I can’t shuffle with my hands.”

“Paws.”

“c.r.a.p!”

“You actually resemble Mr. Chen more and more! Oh, I mean in the swearing aspect.”

…

After exiting the elevator downstairs, Chen Yu made his way toward Sixth High.

Ever since he had received “vacation” permission from his form teacher, he had been absent from school for nearly half a month. Including his winter vacation, he was even close to forgetting what his school looked like.

Hence, while his ident.i.ty still remained a secret, he decided to use this opportunity to experience the fun of school life.

Of course, he would only do so for one day…

After pa.s.sing by the kindergarten, grade school, and middle school where his three little sisters studied, Chen Yu arrived before Sixth High’s entrance. However, he couldn’t help but be stunned when he arrived before his school.

At this time, the street outside his school’s main entrance was crowded with journalists and social media influencers. The gathered crowd was so larger that even police officers had come to maintain order.

Did they discover my ident.i.ty?! Chen Yu reacted in surprise instinctively. However, he quickly denied his conjecture. No, that’s impossible. If my ident.i.ty really got exposed, they wouldn’t come to this place to find me. In that case… Xing Biqi?

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yu walked up to the crowd and pushed at a person, “Hey, make way.”

“Who is it? Stop pus.h.i.+ng!”

“Are you stupid? Can you stop squeezing?”

“You guys are the one who’s sick!” Chen Yu bellowed. “I’m trying to go to school! Get out of the way!”

Hearing the words “go to school,” the reporters at the outer edge of the crowd became stunned momentarily. They then turned around abruptly and slammed their microphones and mobile phones at Chen Yu’s head, face, neck, chest, and little brother at 5,000 times the speed of light…

“h.e.l.lo! Are you a student from this school?”

“Do you know Xing Biqi?”

“I’m from the Southern Economic News. Are you free for an interview? You’ll be paid.”

“What kind of girl is Xing Biqi?”

“Are you Xing Biqi’s father? How did you nurture such an excellent—”

“That girl’s father seems to be dead.”

“What does him being dead or alive matter to us? Are you new to the industry?”

Aside from bringing benefits, Chen Yu’s improved hearing also made him less tolerant of noise. Gritting his teeth, he stepped back one time after another while doing his best to hold back his violent intentions. “c.r.a.p! Who touched my thigh?!”

“Step aside! Everyone step aside!”

At this time, a police officer hurriedly came over and separated the crowd. He then looked at Chen Yu and asked, “Are you a student at this school?”

“Yes. I’m from Cla.s.s 2-2.”

“Okay, come here.”

Under the officer’s protection, Chen Yu squeezed past the school entrance and walked into the reception office.

“Are those reporters sick? Why are they surrounding the school?” Chen Yu cursed while tidying his clothes.

“Are you really a student of Sixth High?” the officer manning the reception office asked while scrutinizing Chen Yu. “Why are you so late for school?”

“I overslept.”

“You overslept the entire morning?”

“This is the norm for Sixth High. Students of other schools might oversleep for a few minutes, but Sixth High’s students do so in hours.”

The police officers in the reception office exchanged looks with each other, their minds filled with retorts.

“Give your form teacher a call and have them come to fetch you, then,” the leading officer said as he picked up his notebook and made a record. “You can see what the current situation is for yourself. Only students of Sixth High are allowed entry to the school now.”

“Sure.” Chen Yu nodded. He then pulled out his phone and searched up his form teacher’s contact information. Just as he was about to make the call, he froze momentarily and said, “Oh, right. My cla.s.s’s form teacher got replaced recently. I don’t have the new form teacher’s number.”

At Chen Yu’s words, the officers in the room promptly grew alert.

“I’m seriously telling the truth. I never tell lies,” Chen Yu said, shrugging.

“You say you’re from Cla.s.s 2-2, right?”

“Yes.”

“You don’t have her number, but we do,” the leading officer said as he took out his phone. After swiping his finger across his screen a few times, he initiated the call.

Beep…

Beep…

“h.e.l.lo? Who is it?”

“Teacher Zhang, I am a police officer stationed at the school gate. A child here says he is a student of your cla.s.s and arrived late. I’m calling to ask if there are any students late in your cla.s.s.”

“Late?” The new form teacher’s voice came from the other side of the phone. “I’m in cla.s.s right now. n.o.body is late.”

Chen Yu: “…”

Looking at Chen Yu, the leading officer asked, “Do you have anything else to say?”

“Tell her my name is Chen Yu! Chen Yu!”

“Teacher Zhang, he says his name is Chen Yu.”

“My cla.s.s doesn’t have anyone named Chen Y. He must be a reporter. Beat him up. I still have a cla.s.s to teach, so I’m hanging up.”

“Okay. Sorry for the interruption.”

After disconnecting the call, the leading officer silently took out his police baton.

Subsequently, the seven other officers in the room also pulled out their batons simultaneously.

Chen Yu: “…”