Master Wu eventually let the three go. Mei Ziqi was naturally happy, while Liu Sandao showed no change.
Fu Ruhai, sitting in the last seat of the classroom, listened to Master Wu's lecture with apparent concentration.
This mission to descend to the mortal realm was part of the new year's tasks.
Previously, he had always worked alone, simply scattering fortune fruits in the void.
However, such performance had earned him a reprimand for "suspected dereliction of duty."
Coincidentally, Liu Sandao appeared from somewhere, and the two bonded over drinks, feeling a strong camaraderie. He invited Liu Sandao to descend to the mortal realm, hoping for an opportunity to change his current predicament.
To prevent him from backing out, he even made Liu Sandao sign a written agreement.
Do not assume that the immortal realm maintains order through sheer goodwill. In reality, it is precisely because many immortals have lost their Dao heart that the Heavenly Court has enacted numerous regulations and rules of conduct for immortals.
And these are becoming increasingly numerous and stringent.
Through his years of wandering the mortal realm, he had come to understand that the Heavenly Court was merely a different version of the mortal world.
Therefore, as long as one understood the affairs of the mortal realm, one would naturally understand the affairs of the Heavenly Court.
There was a saying he couldn't tell Liu Sandao, but he still hoped he would understand it:
"Society is simple, it only preys on the honest!"
This descent was for his primary duty:
To scatter fortune fruits throughout the mortal realm and balance the world's malevolent energies.
Fortune fruits, shaped like fruits, are specifically designed to contain mortal fortune.
In addition to these fortune fruits, he also possessed a handbook, which meticulously recorded the fortunes of all mortals from their past and present lives.
Every person in the world corresponded to a page in the handbook: this page documented the individual's past virtuous deeds, corresponding to different levels of fortune.
Of course, there were many fortune gods in heaven and earth, and he was just one of them.
Fortune was divided into ten tiers: one star, two stars, three stars… ten stars.
Ten-star individuals: possess the most abundant fortune, indicating that they accumulated virtue and performed good deeds in their past lives, possessing profound blessings. Their good fortune not only benefited themselves but also extended to their descendants.
Nine-star individuals: accumulated virtue and performed good deeds in their past lives, possessing profound blessings that lasted for three generations.
Eight-star individuals: possessed profound blessings, enjoyed them in their current lives, and could extend them to others.
Seven-star individuals: possessed profound blessings, which they could only enjoy themselves.
Six-star individuals: had abundant fortune, ensuring a life free from worry about food and clothing, with a little surplus, and a life of leisure and contentment.
Five stars marked a dividing line; most people had five stars.
If they chose to do good deeds, their fortune would increase, leading to a peaceful life; if they chose to commit evil deeds, their fortune would continuously decrease until it was depleted, leading to their demise.
Four-star individuals: had scant fortune, spent their lives toiling and using petty tricks, but could never achieve wealth and status, or even if they did, it would only last a few years.
Three-star individuals: toiled their entire lives, were toyed with by fate, and could not escape the clutches of misfortune. They had short-sightedness and lived in hardship.
Two-star individuals: had lives as fragile as paper, lacked honest livelihoods, were petty thieves, spent their days consorting with evil, and were ultimately minor villains.
One-star individuals: were utterly wicked and evil, their existence would harm many innocent lives, essentially acting as the mortal realm's spokesmen for death and malevolence.
Ten-star individuals did not necessarily have long lives, and one-star individuals did not necessarily have short lives.
As the saying goes: "Good people don't live long; scoundrels live for a thousand years."
Of course, individuals with profound fortune were not solely reliant on past life blessings; they could also acquire fortune through good deeds in their current lives.
How much they could enjoy was predetermined by fate and could not be forced.
These acquired fortunes could then be recorded in the fortune handbook and settled after a hundred years.
Thus, the mortal realm could endure for a thousand generations without decline.
And his role was to timely bestow their fortune upon them, enabling them to overcome life's tribulations and live to their destined age.
He had already explained these matters to Liu Sandao, and with his immortal nature, he was surely well-versed in them.
He was uncommunicative and always expressionless, likely still upset with him.
But none of that was important. What mattered was that Liu Sandao said he would also travel through myriad worlds, considering it part of his training.
Since descending, he hadn't seen him smile.
Even when teased, his face would only twitch, never breaking into a smile.
As a minor deity, he naturally understood that immortals possessed diverse and elegant demeanors, their styles varying.
Fortunately, Liu Sandao was pure, devoid of any murderous intent.
Perhaps it was related to his experiences.
An immortal who had been accompanied by freedom, light, and beauty since birth, how could he understand scheming or the law of the jungle?
...
Master Wu continued to lecture on his principles of consumer economics. Liu Sandao listened occasionally; these concepts truly differed from his previous understanding.
Since he had descended with Fu Ruhai, he would accept his fate and adapt to this role.
Currently, his identity was that of a student, so all his attire, appearance, and habits were similar to those of a student.
The only thing that hadn't changed was his continued silence.
Having been here for two or three days, Fu Ruhai mentioned that from today onwards, they would be living in the student dormitory and would no longer return to the Nanshan thatched cottage.
This sounded rather novel.
It was just that a day in the mortal realm passed too quickly; dusk arrived in the blink of an eye.
"I say, you two are truly odd. You're already in your fourth year, and while others are rushing out of school, you two haven't lived in the dorms for the past three years. Why the sudden decision to move in?"
"How do you two even cover yourselves with those blankets? They look like they haven't been washed in three years!"
...
The speaker was Mei Ziqi. Seeing Liu Sandao and Fu Ruhai tidying their bedding, he chattered away beside them. Su Dan Novel Network.
Noisy!
Liu Sandao picked up a roll of transparent tape from beside his desk, tore off a strip, and directly taped it over Mei Ziqi's mouth.
Mei Ziqi was stunned by Liu Sandao's action, his face contorted in pain and anger.
"Ee-ee-ee!"
Although there was still sound, it was much quieter than before.
Fu Ruhai chuckled, continuing to arrange his bed.
He knew that Liu Sandao had used a minor spell.
Otherwise, the tape wouldn't stick so stubbornly that it couldn't be peeled off.
Mei Ziqi tugged relentlessly, but in vain.
He finally managed to grip a corner, but peeling it off felt like tearing the skin of his lips, so he could only gingerly pull.
Picking and prying, but still no effect.
After half an hour, his forehead was covered in sweat, and even his neck was beaded with perspiration.
Liu Sandao finally finished tidying up. Seeing Mei Ziqi, he walked over, intending to help him remove the tape.
Mei Ziqi instinctively dodged, fearing his mouth would be ripped off.
But how could he evade Liu Sandao?
The tape was removed intact. Mei Ziqi quickly touched his mouth, relieved to find it hadn't torn and wasn't bleeding.
"You..."
Mei Ziqi prepared to complain and lament again, but upon seeing the transparent tape in Liu Sandao's hand, he quickly swallowed and turned, grabbing his thermos bottle, and left the dormitory.
This dormitory was a four-person room with a loft bed and desk layout, each person having their own wardrobe and desk.
The two, having finished arranging their beds, shared an unspoken understanding.
As students in the 21st century, were they merely to be accompanied by books?
That was impossible.
Fu Ruhai was well-prepared. With a wave of his hand, books, mobile phones, and a laptop appeared on their desks.