I Have Infinite Skill Points

After working at the Heavenly Sword Bureau until late into the night, Wang Lan was relieved that the next day was Sunday, so he didn't have to worry about dozing off in class.

By the end of the weekend, the case at the Heavenly Sword Bureau was essentially closed.

Wang Lan composed himself once more, returning to the monotonous yet fulfilling rhythm of his end-of-term sprint in studies.

"Sigh... Such a nice girl, how did she end up like this?"

At noon, on the rooftop, Xu Xiangwen suddenly blurted out without any preamble.

"Who are you talking about?" Wang Lan carefully flipped the steak in front of him, brushing it with olive oil.

"Who else? Our Class Monitor Xie, of course. In just this short month, Class Monitor Xie has undergone a complete transformation. How come we never noticed before that she was actually this beautiful?"

"What exactly do you mean?" Wang Lan asked, puzzled. "Does becoming more beautiful have anything to do with a downfall?"

"Of course, it does! Before, Class Monitor Xie just had an innocent look. But recently, with a little makeup and dressing up, her looks have skyrocketed, easily rivaling the top four campus beauties. I was even mulling over whether to pursue a sweet, innocent first love before graduation, but today I heard that Class Monitor Xie is being kept by someone."

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH..." Wang Lan choked on smoke upon hearing this. "Cut the crap, will you? Xie Sisi is a Star Martial Warrior. Being kept by someone?"

"So what if she's a Star Martial Warrior? Can't Star Martial Warriors be materialistic? I wasn't suspicious at first either. But today, I overheard two female classmates discussing it, and then I took a look. The clothes Class Monitor Xie is wearing are new arrivals from major department stores, probably costing between five hundred to a thousand."

"Five hundred to a thousand would only buy that pair of socks you're wearing, right?"

"Nonsense, my socks only cost a hundred, okay?"

"That 'only' was well used. My entire outfit probably wouldn't even cover the cost of two pairs of your socks."

"You're not like us; we're on completely different levels. But given Xie Sisi's family situation, how could she possibly afford clothes over five hundred? She's dressed plainly for the past two years. For her to suddenly upgrade her wardrobe by several tiers, there must be something going on. There's a saying: 'Men turn bad when they get money, and women get money when they turn bad.' What else could it be besides being kept? I just don't know how far things have gone..."

"I can't take it anymore!" Gong Feiyu suddenly exclaimed, sitting up. "It's one thing for women to gossip, but Xu, why are you so gossipy too? What does it matter to you whether she's changed for the better or worse?"

"Don't you feel it's a bit of a pity?"

"Sorry, I'm devoid of such feelings."

"I think... Xu might actually have a crush on Class Monitor Xie," Wang Lan said as he slowly removed the perfectly grilled steak, admiring his handiwork.

"How could that be... Someone from my family background, they'd never agree to me being with someone like... Class Monitor Xie..." He trailed off, then suddenly stopped.

"Just as I thought! Wang Lan, you're a sharp one, easily tricking this beast into revealing his thoughts. You've already considered marrying her, and you still say you have no feelings for her? Have you even picked out names for your future children?"

"I was just stating a fact to prove a point! Besides, after hearing that discussion today, I've lost all such ideas."

"Xu, let me offer a theory. It might sting a bit."

"What is it?"

"How do you know for sure she's being kept? Xie Sisi is a Star Martial Warrior, after all, and she's not lacking in qualities. There's no need for her to go down that path. It's like, a naturally beautiful girl would have to be foolish to become an escort when she could be a model or a star, right? Even if someone is paying for Xie Sisi's expenses, the most likely scenario is that she's found a young, wealthy boyfriend. This person might not even be ordinary; perhaps he's a rich, second-generation Star Martial Warrior, just like you. Thinking about it this way, don't you feel a heart-wrenching, suffocating pain?"

Xu Xiangwen stared at Wang Lan with wide eyes. The more he thought about it, the more sense it made.

Why assume the worst, most extreme scenario? It's true that unusual events often indicate something amiss, but it might not be the unacceptable kind of 'amiss.' If he put himself in her shoes, this seemed like the most plausible explanation. Xie Sisi is a very strong-willed and self-disciplined person. How could she be kept by some balding old man, as the gossip suggested? It's far more likely she met a young, wealthy Prince Charming.

"Ah, such a beauty, right before our eyes every day, yet some people turn a blind eye. But this world never lacks eyes that can appreciate beauty. Perhaps some guy—not as handsome as Young Master Xu, not as talented, from a family not as wealthy, maybe even with a worse character than Young Master Xu—has snatched this most adorable little 'pet' away right from under Young Master Xu's nose..."

Wang Lan sighed leisurely. By now, Xu Xiangwen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Wang Lan, are you a devil? Is this just 'stinging a bit'? This is like ripping Xu's heart out, sprinkling it with salt and cumin, and then grilling it over charcoal!"

"Wait a minute..." Suddenly, clarity returned to Xu Xiangwen's eyes. "I was almost led astray by Lanzi. What relationship do I even have with Xie Sisi? What does it matter to me if some rich young guy has won her over?"

"Who was it just now saying it was a 'pity'?"

"I was just saying! Besides, am I, Xu Xiangwen, the playboy type? Would I mess with a woman I can't make any promises to? Hmph..."

"That's true..."

Wang Lan did believe Xu Xiangwen on this point.

Everyone has principles they adhere to, and Wang Lan's group of four was no exception. Although Xu Xiangwen had the flaws of a narcissistic, showy, second-generation rich kid who sometimes threw money around, he surprisingly held a pure and beautiful expectation for love.

It was almost a miracle that, in current society, a rich kid like him still believed in pure love. This was likely related to Xu Xiangwen's family; at least his parents genuinely shared a purely romantic love. Xu Xiangwen had mentioned more than once that his parents' love story was as romantic and beautiful as a poem. Consequently, he rejected all women who approached him with ulterior motives and had never impulsively made a mistake.

Gossiping about a female classmate didn't last long for Wang Lan and his friends. The topic soon shifted to preparations for hunting Exotic Beasts in the intermediate trial grounds during the upcoming winter break.

The intermediate trial grounds were actually just a bit larger than the primary ones, with more ferocious Exotic Beasts. However, the ordinary Exotic Beasts there weren't necessarily stronger than those in the primary trial grounds. The intermediate trial grounds housed mutated Exotic Beasts of the Star Cloud Stage, and a few tribal leaders of Exotic Beasts might even possess Galaxy Stage strength.

With Jiang Xinyu, a Star Cloud Stage cultivator, leading the way, and Wang Lan, a hidden Demon King, providing protection, their trip to the intermediate trial grounds was virtually risk-free. The four of them were even considering something most people wouldn't dare to imagine: wiping out one or two Exotic Beast tribes.

「」

Classes ended at the usual five o'clock, after which Wang Lan trained in the Training Room for three hours, drenched in sweat.

"BRRRING—" His cellphone rang beside him.

"Hello!"

"Mr. Wang Lan, this is a delivery person from Mallon Mall. The fresh groceries you ordered have been packed and are ready for dispatch. Are you home now? Is it convenient for us to deliver?"

"Convenient! I'm home. Please call me again when you arrive."

"Alright."

Always ordering takeout... honestly, Wang Lan was tired of it. Plus, his recent lunchtime barbecues at school had drastically improved his cooking skills. A sentiment of self-sufficiency had begun to stir within him. Perhaps, after he tired of his own cooking, he would fall in love with takeout again. People are just that fickle.

So, yesterday, Wang Lan had placed a massive order for fresh ingredients from Mallon Mall: beef, lamb, pork, fish, shrimp, and crab—he got everything. The final bill came to a staggering twenty thousand Yuan. However, this amount was pocket change for Wang Lan, so he didn't bother to alter the order. Today, the mall was delivering, which led to the earlier call.

"WEE-OO WEE-OO—"

The piercing wail of sirens tore through the air as seven or eight police cars sped past the main road outside.

Since Wang Lan's Training Room was in the second-level basement parking garage, he couldn't see what was happening outside. This was already the second time this year. The last time sirens blared like this, Wang Lan encountered a Magical Martial Artist. Could there be another incident this time? Wang Lan hesitated. Should I follow? But the delivery from Mallon Mall is due soon. Never mind, I can't keep stumbling upon such events. Perhaps it's just an arrest of a common criminal.

After all, in a densely populated metropolis like Suzhou City, the crime rate among ordinary people was far higher than that among Star Martial Warriors.

「」

About forty minutes later, his phone rang again.

"Hello, Mr. Wang Lan, I've arrived at the entrance of Xinyu Building. Where should I unload the goods?"

"How big is the crate?"

"2.5 cubic meters."

"Just drive into the underground garage."

"External vehicles aren't allowed in the Xinyu Building's underground garage; we can't get in."

"If I say you can get in, you can get in. Drive down to the second basement level."

"Alright!" The driver reluctantly hung up, started the vehicle, and slowly drove towards the entrance gate of the underground garage.

I've been to Xinyu Building before; their underground garage only allows entry to vehicles with registered license plates. You say I can get in, so I can just get in? Do you think Xinyu Building belongs to you?

"BEEP—"

As he approached, the license plate recognition system approved his vehicle, and the barrier instantly lifted.

"This..."

The driver was dumbfounded but quickly shifted into gear and slowly drove into the underground garage, following the signs to the second level.

Upon reaching the bottom level, his eyes widened. Only four cars were parked on the B2 level, and all four were luxury vehicles whose makes he couldn't even name. You could tell if a car was luxurious with just a glance. Although he couldn't find emblems on any of the four cars, their magnificent designs alone screamed that they were absolutely top-tier luxury vehicles.

A young man in a tank top appeared before him. The young man gestured with his hand, and the pickup truck stopped.

"Are you Mr. Wang Lan?" the driver asked, hopping out of the car. His tone towards Wang Lan had become respectful.

Though Wang Lan looked ordinary, the fact that Xinyu Building granted him access meant he was an unimaginably wealthy young master. It made sense; after all, who other than a tycoon would buy tens of thousands of Yuan worth of fresh ingredients at once?

"Yes!"

"Where should I unload the goods?"

"Right here is fine." Wang Lan glanced around the spacious, empty parking lot. It didn't matter where. Robots would move it later anyway.

The driver opened the rear cargo bed, and a chill mist billowed out. He deftly dragged a wooden crate—one meter wide and two meters long—from the refrigerated compartment, sliding it down a ramp onto the ground.

"Mr. Wang Lan, would you like to inspect the goods?"

"Yes, let's take a look."

The driver quickly undid the seals on the wooden crate and then pried open the wooden planks.

In an instant, both the driver and Wang Lan froze.

Inside the crate, along with the fresh produce Wang Lan had ordered, lay a young girl, curled up and asleep, dressed only in her underwear.