Ball Ball Cultivation

Chapter 165 Split Personality 30

Gu Xun: "I'll only give you three years. This small world severely limits my abilities. Even if I use the power of time rules, I can only guarantee that you'll stay there for three years. Only three days have passed in this world. After three days, your soul will automatically return to its place, and the spatial barrier of this small world will be opened. Assuming it's not damaged, you can only last for three days at most."

Qiuqiu: "Okay, husband, thank you."

Holding Gu Xun tightly, she had been struggling alone since entering the world of cultivation. By chance, she had six children, and she had to be strong to support them. The feeling of having someone to rely on was very relaxing, just like taking off the heavy armor and returning to a warm and safe harbor.

Qiuqiu woke up in the examination room. The invigilator was still playing with his mobile phone. The level of technology here was more advanced than her original little world. In her original world, mobile phones had not yet gotten rid of display screens, while the teacher on the podium was indeed operating a virtual screen.

Guided by the divine power, he entered the host's body. Originally only assisting, he now took the lead. Qiuqiu saw it was a third-year college English exam. The host had fallen into a coma, and Qiuqiu had taken over. With half an hour until the exam ended, he had completed less than a third of the paper. English was truly easy for Qiuqiu, after all, Su Su had spent half her childhood in Country Y. He picked up a pen and quickly finished the test. He checked the host's completed questions and found a high accuracy rate, with only a few errors.

As the bell rang, the students quickly handed in their papers. I heard many students talking about how the exam was finally over. What was left was these students discussing where to go for the winter vacation and which mobile game had a new map.

The chattering sound made Qiuqiu feel irritated for no reason. After submitting the paper, Qiuqiu slowly lowered her head to pack her things, and saw a pair of white, slender, big hands helping her carry her bag.

Qiuqiu looked up and saw a shy handsome boy. When he saw Qiuqiu looking up, he blushed and said, "You've been feeling unwell this morning. Didn't you say your gastritis is acting up again? Do you want me to take you to the infirmary?"

Qiuqiu quickly refused. It was a joke. He didn't even know what was going on. She just wanted to find a safe place to absorb her memories, but she didn't even know where the dormitory was. Just as she was about to refuse, she heard a girl walk in with a pencil case. "Ji Anning, hurry up. How did you do on the exam..." Then, after a brief pause, "Wen Yu, Wen, the school hunk, are you here to pick up Anning? Do you want me to go first?"

Wen Yu: "An Ning has been feeling unwell this morning. She has gastritis. I came to see if I can help."

Zhang Jing: "You don't need to explain. Explanation is a cover-up, and covering up means it's true. Haha..."

Qiuqiu: "I feel chest tightness and dizziness now. I want to go back to the dormitory to rest." As he said this, he stroked his forehead weakly.

Zhang Jing: "I told you a long time ago that if you really can't do it, you can just make up the exam. You insisted on finishing it. Even though your parents are strict with you, it's because they love you. They are afraid that you will be snatched away by a little wolf cub because you are too young to experience the world. They were over 30 years old when they had a beautiful, cute and cuddly girl like you. How can they not love you so much?" When she mentioned the little wolf cub, she also looked at Wen Yu next to her.

On the way to the dormitory, Zhang Jing was holding one arm, and Wen Yu was on the other side. Although he was not right next to Qiuqiu, looking at his nervous attitude, it seemed that Qiuqiu would stick close to him if anything unexpected happened.

They soon reached the second floor of the dormitory building. Wen Yu could only wait downstairs. After giving Zhang Jing some instructions, he watched Qiuqiu leave.

Back in the dormitory, the host and Zhang Jing were the only ones left in this dormitory that originally had four people. The bedding of the other two had been put away, probably because they had finished their exams early and went home for the holiday.

Zhang Jing: "You threw up everything you ate this morning. I told you to take medicine because you were worried about delaying the exam. You can take it now, right? Hey, let me pour you a glass of water. Drink some first. It seems that gastritis requires eating before taking medicine. I'll make you some millet porridge. Drink it before going to sleep."

Qiuqiu sensed the classmate's genuine concern and said, "Don't worry, my gastritis is almost healed. I just didn't eat this morning, and the exams have taken up all my energy. Now I have a little low blood sugar and feel very dizzy. I just want to take a nap."

Zhang Jing said, "You, I really can't help you. I'll make you some brown sugar water. Drink it before you go to sleep. It's so cold now, and it's not good for your health to go on an empty stomach. Your stomach problems won't fully heal yet." After saying this, she gave Qiuqiu the brown sugar water. The water temperature was a little high, but it was bearable. Qiuqiu couldn't bear to refuse, so she drank the water in one gulp and snuggled into bed.

Zhang Jing: "I'm going to the restaurant to eat. Call me if you have anything. I won't bring you any food. You have stomach problems and you can't eat it if it's cold." After saying that, she gently closed the door.

Qiuqiu wanted to receive the memories, but Ji Anning's soul was still sleeping nearby, perfectly intact, and there were no memories to receive. Qiuqiu had no choice but to return to the pendant to nurture her spirit. Her spirit, however, had also experienced some agitation as it passed through the spatial barrier. After an unknown amount of time, Qiuqiu suddenly received a fragment of spatial memory.

Ji Anning, nearly 40 years old, stood beside a silver-haired old man at a dinner party and saw the still young and handsome Wen Yu. After returning home, Ji Anning locked herself in the room, reviewed her life, and then committed suicide.

Ji Anning was born in a prefecture-level city with a long cultural heritage. Many calligraphers have emerged in history. Ji's father works cautiously and timidly in the government, and Ji's mother is the vice-president of the junior high school department of an art academy. Both of them are very career-oriented. They had Ji Anning, their only daughter, when they were in their thirties. Perhaps because she was engaged in education, Ji's mother was particularly strict with her daughter. Ji's father was majestic to the outside world but kind to the inside, but he had basically no say in Ji Anning's education.

Ji Anning was a hardworking man, having always been a leader in academics and calligraphy among his peers. As he had hoped, he was admitted to the best university in the province, secretly changing his major to computer science.

She had always been a good student until the first semester of her junior year, when the Computer Department and seven well-known companies in the province jointly organized a computer competition. Ji Anning was one of the only two girls in their class, and she had excellent grades. She performed well in the competition, and there would definitely be a celebration banquet afterwards.

Ji An Ning was completely clueless about these social engagements and was soon drunk by someone with ulterior motives. She woke up the next day and found herself in a hotel room with bruises all over her body. No matter how dumb she was, she knew she had lost her virginity and hurriedly left the hotel.

This was painful in itself. It was not until three months later, when Ji An Ning vomited from time to time in the early morning and her belly gradually grew bigger, that she realized she was pregnant.