I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 9: Bringing a female classmate to the Zhang family home, only to be discovered by her parent

Xia Youran is now in a real dilemma; she never expected to be forced into this situation.

Zhang Lingyun grabbed her wrist, removed her hand from the doorknob, and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"What do you mean 'die'? So what if you're homeless?"

Zhang Lingyun's tone was very calm:

"If you treat this place like your own home and me like your father, wouldn't that be the same as going back to normal?"

Xia Youran roared:

"How can these be the same?"

Zhang Lingyun shrugged, as if recalling some past event:

"You're just too young and haven't experienced enough."

Think of those migrant workers who leave their hometowns to work, living alone in rented rooms in big cities, without friends or family, aren't they also trying their best to survive?

Xia Youran stared at him in surprise.

These words sound so heavy, as if he had experienced them firsthand.

Seeing Xia Youran hesitate, Zhang Lingyun seized the opportunity to throw out another bait:

"You've seen my [Awakening Card], its abilities are quite peculiar, aren't they?"

Maybe I can help you break through your limitations and turn you into a "Powerful Witch." If that happens, do you have the motivation to live?

The offer was incredibly tempting, and Xia Youran was instantly drawn to it:

"Really?"

Zhang Lingyun poured her a glass of water and gently touched her shoulder:

"Of course, I never lie. How about it now? Don't want to die anymore, right?"

Xia Youran pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke:

"I want to drink Monster Energy powder."

Zhang Lingyun readily agreed:

"No problem. I'll go buy them tomorrow and fill the fridge for you."

Zhang Lingyun showed such loving kindness.

It wasn't out of pity for her, nor was it out of lust for her body.

Rather, it was because, as the first trader, Xia Youran's abilities were completely different from those of others.

Although the girl claimed to be a "weak witch," Zhang Lingyun always felt that something was off.

He wanted to keep the girl by his side and continue to exploit her remaining value.

Zhang Lingyun has been in this world for quite some time now.

But only today have we lifted the veil of mystery and seen the true face of the world.

He told Xia Youran to take a shower first, while he looked up information on the computer.

Only today did he realize that beneath this surface of the Internet...

There is also a hidden deep network with many special websites written in runes.

To the average person, it appears as a jumble of gibberish; only those with sufficient "magic power" can read the content smoothly.

As he was looking through information about warlocks, his phone suddenly popped up with a video call request.

Zhang Lingyun's eyes didn't leave the computer screen as he casually answered the video call.

On the screen appeared a woman with delicate features; she was his mother in this world.

"Son, did you take your [Awakening Test] today? How did it go?"

While staring at the computer screen, Zhang Lingyun casually replied:

"not bad."

My mother immediately beamed with joy.

Since my son said so, it means we've succeeded.

She quickly pressed for an answer:

"What ring number is the Awakening Card?"

Zhang Lingyun hesitated for a moment:

"secret."

My mother said with a hint of reproach:

"You little rascal, you're keeping this a secret from your mother."

It wasn't that he didn't trust his parents; it was just that the ring score on his cards was truly astonishing.

If your parents find out, it could cause unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Lingyun comforted him:

"In short, it's great."

But Mom wouldn't let it go:

"Don't try to fool me. We've worked so hard to send you to school, and whether it's good or bad, you have to tell us the truth."

Zhang Lingyun pondered for a moment, but still could not reveal the number of rings.

He could say something else:

"The headmaster told me to keep the ring number a secret for now, but I can tell you the magic value."

My mother tensed up instantly, took two deep breaths, and then asked:

"How many?"

My dad, who's a bit balding, also came closer to the camera:

"Are there 1000 units?"

Zhang Lingyun smiled faintly and spoke casually:

"12000 units."

This number startled the couple.

My mother was immediately overjoyed and almost cried.

My father first looked confused, then his face turned sad.

The mother was excited for a while before noticing her husband's tearful face beside her, and her expression immediately darkened.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

My dad looked distressed, his voice full of conflict:

"If we trace our Zhang family back through the genealogy, no one has a magic power value exceeding 5000 units."

Mom snorted coldly:

"So what? Is it wrong for my son to be exceptionally talented?"

Dad muttered to himself:

"But your family has never had such high numbers before. Your son suddenly reaching 12000 units seems a bit strange..."

His mother was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood his implied meaning and immediately flew into a rage.

"Hey Zhang, what do you mean? Are you saying I'm cheating on you?"

Dad quickly waved his hand:

"That's not what I meant. I just have a question... I suddenly remembered, back in college, didn't the student council president have a crush on you?"

Before he could finish speaking, his mother pounced on him and they started fighting.

Zhang Lingyun stopped looking at the computer and started watching the fight with great interest.

Just then, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Xia Youran was wearing an oversized old T-shirt.

Those were Zhang Lingyun's old clothes, hanging loosely on her body, the hem covering her thighs, and she didn't even need a skirt.

As she dried her wet hair, she asked:

"Zhang Lingyun, where's the body lotion?"

Zhang Lingyun had never heard this term before and asked:

"What is that?"

Don't you apply lotion after showering?

"Why apply oil when you're already clean and refreshed?"

Xia Youran frowned, feeling that she couldn't communicate with this man at all.

The brief exchange between the two silenced the person on the other end of the phone.

My mother leaned closer to the screen, her eyes sharp as she pressed for an answer:

"Son, why is there a girl in the house?"

Zhang Lingyun frowned and could only give a perfunctory reply:

Well, that's a long story.

Xia Youran realized something was wrong and ran away with her head down like a thief.

Dad also came over:

"Isn't that the girl downstairs? She's quite pretty."

Mom lowered her voice and asked:

"How could you lure that girl to our home? What will happen if her parents find out?"

Zhang Lingyun shook his head:

"Don't worry, her parents ran away because of debts and they don't want her anymore."

My mother paused for a moment, then sighed:

"Then you can't do anything reckless. You need to focus on preparing for the college entrance exam and concentrate on your studies."

"Don't worry about that, the principal said he will help me apply for a guaranteed admission."

Dad immediately came over and said:

"Okay, then there's no problem."

"What's alright?"

His mother shoved him away, glared at him fiercely, and then turned to Zhang Lingyun to warn him:

"Don't you dare kill anyone!"

"Mom, you're overthinking it."

Zhang Lingyun shrugged helplessly. "I just felt sorry for her, and besides, she's a witch, so I can learn something from her."

"real?"

"Of course."

Mom clicked her tongue.

Although she cared deeply, she was currently in another province, making it impossible for her to help.

"Then don't mistreat that girl, I'll give you some more money."

Zhang Lingyun quickly refused:

"No need, I can earn my own money in the future."

"Look at you, so capable. It's not time for you to make money yet. Just focus on your studies."

Then, he heard a "ding-dong" notification that his mother had transferred five thousand yuan to him.