"Mine was finished long ago. I'm showing it to my supervisor these two days and waiting for the graduation defense."
"So soon?"
Liu Sandao deliberately raised his voice, as if surprised.
He didn't seem to have contacted his and Fu Ruhai's supervisor, and might not even remember them as students.
However, that had nothing to do with him.
Papers were a piece of cake for him.
This was the mortal world, always filled with its trivialities.
But it was precisely these trivialities that made life feel ordinary.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
One evening, around ten o'clock.
Liu Sandao's "Fude Handbook" stirred slightly.
He took it out and saw it was Fang Huiran again.
Was something fishy going on?
Without time to wash up, he grabbed Fu Ruhai and headed towards the girls' dormitory.
On the way, he told Fu Ruhai about what he had intended to say last time but didn't.
Fu Ruhai had been busy discussing the details of the new system with Gu Siyu and Ji Wuming according to Liu Sandao's arrangements, and hadn't focused on the distribution of Fegou.
These matters had become Liu Sandao's daily routine.
Since Fu Ruhai happened to be free today, Liu Sandao dragged him along to explain his plan to suspend the dream messages.
After hearing Liu Sandao's explanation of the cause and effect, Fu Ruhai grumbled:
"I told you so, it wouldn't work. Letting mortals decide for themselves about Fegou is like a dog chasing after a steamed bun – it's gone and won't come back!"
Liu Sandao didn't retort but kept walking.
As they neared the girls' dormitory, Fu Ruhai asked, "What are we doing here?"
"Of course, to save Fang Huiran, what else?"
Liu Sandao said casually.
Then he seemed to realize it might not be appropriate. Did people always stay in their dormitories?
Just then, someone shouted, "Hurry to Building 1, someone is going to jump!"
Fu Ruhai immediately grabbed Liu Sandao's hand and they rushed towards Building 1.
Liu Sandao knew that the roof of Building 1 was always locked.
It was impossible for ordinary people to get up there.
When Fu Ruhai and Liu Sandao reached Building 1, a crowd had already gathered below.
It seemed someone had already called the official rescue team, and a safety cushion, two stories high, had been laid out.
While Building 1 wasn't a skyscraper, it was still fifteen stories tall.
Jumping from that height, even with two layers of cushions, might not guarantee survival.
But it was better than nothing.
The scene was bustling, and Liu Sandao's eyes immediately landed on the person on the rooftop.
It was Fang Huiran.
Indeed, her fate was exceptionally poor.
How could such things happen repeatedly in just a few days?
Someone below was shouting through a loudspeaker:
"Listen to me, young lady, your life is just beginning.
What problem can't be solved that you have to resort to this?
Listen to me..."
Under normal circumstances, such words would be superfluous.
But in that situation, they held extraordinary significance.
At that moment, could Fang Huiran hear them?
If she could, she wouldn't be standing on the edge of the rooftop wall, with the drop just beyond.
Liu Sandao was very familiar with the roof of Building 1.
But at this moment, he couldn't go up, and even Fu Ruhai going up would agitate her.
While everyone was focused on the rooftop, Zhao Xiaoying arrived, followed by Mei Ziqi.
Zhao Xiaoying said something to the rescue personnel, and they agreed.
Liu Sandao guessed she had explained her relationship with Fang Huiran and wanted to try to persuade her.
There was no one more suitable than her at the scene.
Moreover, the rescue team had several plans, one of which was to attract the girl's attention, while another person would walk past the elevator room behind her and push her towards the center of the roof from behind.
This plan was much safer than letting her jump.
As everyone's attention was fixed on Building 1, Liu Sandao spotted someone.
Na Qianlai!
He had arrived at the scene at some point.
Fu Ruhai noticed Liu Sandao's expression and followed his gaze.
He saw Na Qianlai.
He was filled with anger and wished he could go over and punch him right then and there.
But in reality, he could only imagine it.
In terms of strength, he wasn't Na Qianlai's match.
Liu Sandao, however, wasn't afraid of Na Qianlai.
Na Qianlai hadn't gained any advantage in their last encounter.
This time would be no different.
Na Qianlai had seen Fu Ruhai long ago, but he wasn't flustered either.
Last time was just a probe; he had only used one-third of his power.
This time, he had come to see if he could take away this pitiable soul.
Yes, in his eyes, Fang Huiran was already a member of his Shura field.
He would eventually take her away.
The sooner, the better.
The sooner he took her, the stronger her power would be later.
"You need to be careful!"
Fu Ruhai warned Liu Sandao, "Na Qianlai definitely means trouble!"
"I know, don't worry, I won't let him have his way."
As they spoke, Zhao Xiaoying had already reached the rooftop of Building 1.
Mei Ziqi followed closely.
As soon as she reached the rooftop, she called out to Fang Huiran:
"Ranran, come down quickly. Can we talk about it downstairs?"
"It's useless, it's useless... Don't come any closer!"
Fang Huiran yelled loudly as she saw Zhao Xiaoying approaching.
"Ranran, believe me, really, I can help you. You, tell me what's on your mind!"
Zhao Xiaoying said, trying to get closer to Fang Huiran.
But this agitated Fang Huiran, who shouted and retreated, her feet almost half off the wall.
"Okay, okay, I won't move, and you don't move either, alright?"
Zhao Xiaoying comforted Fang Huiran and stopped.
Mei Ziqi, though following, dared not move at this moment.
Because any rash movement would have serious consequences.
Suddenly, Na Qianlai's divine form flew into the air.
Without hesitation, Liu Sandao's divine form followed.
He thought Na Qianlai was going to push Fang Huiran, as that would be the easiest way.
Na Qianlai, flying into the air, was no longer in his suit and tie.
Now, he was clad in a long robe, revealing eyes that were dark and gleaming.
Even Liu Sandao could feel a chill from the coldness in those eyes.
"You want to stop me?"
Na Qianlai said contemptuously towards Liu Sandao.
How could this be possible? Since the establishment of the position of God of Death in the Heavenly Court,
the end of a mortal's life was the God of Death.
That was a heavenly duty and the destiny of humankind.
It was unchangeable.
However, whether a life truly perished or not was the result of a struggle.
Therefore, since the beginning of humanity, people had almost universally believed in "tribulation."
Undoubtedly, if you survived it, you escaped the God of Death's hunt.
Thus, Liu Sandao couldn't contend with fate, but he would never let him easily take a life.
Perhaps, this was an opportunity Fang Huiran had given him.
An opportunity to atone for his mistake: casually exchanging Fegou for money and giving it to her.
This time, Na Qianlai did not intend to hold back; he was prepared to teach Liu Sandao a lesson.
"A nameless little immortal dares to act presumptuously before me?"