Chapter 31: Panicking! I Won’t Say Who It Is!
Today Ian will attend class.
The main reason is to find a backup plan here. Yes, this boy he met in the canteen earlier, Ian has already remembered who he was last night.
Sam Winchester.
A character who intruded like Homelander and Hannibal.
The source should be an old American Drama called Supernatural, with over ten seasons. The plot is easy to summarize: Sam and his older brother Dean start by hunting ghosts, then encounter demons and start chopping them. After chopping demons, they chop angels, and when they finish chopping angels, they decide it’s not enough and finally chop God.
Perhaps the two brothers in this world are not as fierce, but Ian believes that the other party must have the knowledge he needs, about the ultimate answer to solving his father’s death from the source.
“I suggest that if you have a fever, you can take some cold medicine.” Sam snapped out of his shock and looked at Ian with a strange look as if he were looking at a madman.
The overly young little Winchester clearly hasn’t built up his courage yet.
“I’m sincerely asking for help.”
Ian looked at a girl not far away who was chatting and laughing with friends. “If you help me find the method I’m looking for, I’ll tell you how you can get what you want.”
He was well-prepared before coming here.
True top students never do unprepared tests.
“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sam’s eyes suddenly flickered, his face instantly flushed to the roots of his ears. This was definitely a young man blushing more than confessing.
“You’re so smart, you definitely know what I’m talking about, and… you should also know what I can do.” Ian wanted to imitate the tactic of using both carrot and stick in negotiations, as seen in TV series.
However.
The cup he held and shook contained Coca-Cola, and there were still traces of sweet and sour tomato juice on his smiling lips, which didn’t really exude the aura of a big shot.
However.
Sam was not old either, and he was indeed shocked.
“You! You can’t do that!” He impatiently slammed the table, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and his knuckles were clenched white, but he looked a bit flustered.
“Why can’t I? This is Free America.” Ian raised his head, his original intention being to express that he also had the right to pursue the girl Sam liked.
However.
“My dad is a man! You can’t accuse him of molesting you! The police won’t believe your story!” Sam’s thought process was clearly even more abnormal than Ian’s.
“…”
Ian was completely stunned by the other party’s imagination.
After a long while.
“It’s not impossible, we can try.” Ian gave a thumbs-up to the “suggestion” given by the other party. He felt that he was indeed not very suitable for being a villain who threatened others.
“Damn it! You’re too despicable!”
Sam became even more flustered upon hearing this, defeated by his own suggestion. “I’ll go back and help you check! Don’t involve my family!”
“They are innocent!” For some reason, Sam’s reaction was so strong, he left in a huff, leaving behind Ian, who felt that the situation had completely exceeded his predictions, still sitting there.
“Gulp~”
Ian took a sip of cola.
He finally understood why Sam couldn’t win the girl he liked.
“We’re all Family Heroes, why be so hostile to each other… Reacting so intensely, this guy is definitely a patient.” Ian, shaking his cola cup, took another bite of tomato pork.
He sighed with genuine emotion.
At the same time, he forked the still untouched chicken leg from Sam’s abandoned dinner plate onto his own.
Food is innocent.
…
The afternoon class was as boring as ever. The teacher was blabbering on, while Ian was lying on his desk, tilting his head, touching the pendant Madison gave him, and staring intently at Madison.
“What are you looking at?”
Feeling uncomfortable from being stared at, Madison blocked Ian’s eyes with her textbook.
“You don’t seriously think you want to date me, do you?” Madison asked suspiciously. She thought Ian was very strange today, more so than any other day.
“If you can’t earn millions a year, have a 36D, be sincerely devoted to me, relentlessly pursue me, and buy me a Lamborghini, why would you think I want to date you?” Ian’s tone was one of great confusion. He had been angry before when his leveling-up training was interrupted, but now that he was full, his emotions were quite stable.
However.
“?????”
Madison was still stunned by this. Seeing that Ian didn’t seem to be joking, after a moment of silence, she gave him a genuinely admiring thumbs-up with a peculiar expression.
So this is what happens when men become shameless; women really have no chance.
“Can we be a bit more normal? What exactly are you staring at me for?” Madison sighed helplessly, feeling like a rookie in front of Ian.
“I’m just thinking if you might be a superhero who is awakening, and I am an ordinary NPC who suffered heavy losses in your origin story.”
Ian looked at his personal panel and sighed.
Indeed, encountering a debauched Lucifer as soon as he went out, and buying a mysterious pendant at a street stall on the way back, these episodes were not something a normal person would experience.
“Green Wave Woman, no, Miracle Wet Nurse… Damn it, I clearly have writing talent!” Ian wanted to give Madison a title but found himself unable to think of a good name.
Touching someone directly heals all illnesses, should she be called Touch Girl? Self-Touch Girl? For almost the entire class period, Ian felt tired because his talent was not being truly displayed. Madison remained silent all morning facing Ian’s harassment, while Ian pondered Madison’s situation all morning.
“First of all, I don’t have superpowers, and secondly, my dream is to be a star in Hollywood, not to fly around in a bodysuit – in your fantasy story, I can fly like Superman, right?” Madison denied Ian’s guess while showing her inexplicable competitive spirit.
“Being a star and being a superhero are not mutually exclusive. Coincidentally, my dream is to be a big capitalist and to open a company in the future that uses superheroes to do good deeds and make money for me.”
“Come work for my company. You can be a star and a hero… We’ll both win three times.” Ian was talking big, but he was actually conceptualizing whether he should create a comic for The Boys. After returning from the nightmare world, Ian had been considering how to activate the Silent Profession brought by Homelander.
“Open a company that commands superheroes?” Madison found it hard to imagine such a niche dream, but she had to admit it was a very capitalist way of thinking.
“Also, why three wins?”
Madison’s curiosity was piqued.
“Of course, because you win once, and I win twice, which adds up to three wins.” Ian’s answer was flawless, and his righteousness once again silenced Madison.
“Oh, right, how about your title being Wonder Woman?” Ian started to get energized again, trying to name Madison, which was met with a faint reply from Madison.
“You’re so openly plagiarizing, did you ask Wonder Woman for permission?” It can be said that Madison might have been drawn in, even starting to consider the issue of infringement.
“It’s not impossible to ask?”
“Hahaha, if you knew Wonder Woman, then I’d be Superman’s mistress!”
“Uh, that one is really not possible.”
The two of them whispered.
Discussing intensely.
Because their voices were low, they didn’t disturb other classmates, so the teacher, as usual, pretended not to see. Just as the bell was about to ring.
“Ding~”
As soon as the bell rang.
It suddenly stopped abruptly.
Ian noticed that everything around him froze again, just like last night, including the surrounding classmates. The world around him began to fade wildly as if it had been splashed with makeup remover.
Regarding this.
Ian was not surprised. Instead, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The Metropolis Gambler had made another move, allowing him to verify another aspect of the strangeness of what happened last night.
If he is not in a hurry.
Then someone else will be.
