Chapter 15: The Outsider in the Class Group Chat
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“Sir, I’ve changed my clothes...” Lorihee stood on tiptoe, raising herself a few centimeters to bring her small head closer to his face. Her pure white tracksuit, combined with her timid expression under safe conditions, made Su Yi involuntarily recall an old acquaintance.
“Jump a few times, spin around; let me see if it fits,” Su Yi whispered, then added, “Be careful not to hit the ceiling.”
The silver-haired girl moved swiftly, lightly hopping in place. Her silver hair spun in the air, drawing ripples before she landed perfectly.
Su Yi nodded in satisfaction.
“Raise your hands and let me see the sleeves!”
Obediently, Lorihee lifted both her hands.
“Looks good too.” Su Yi felt the pang of being overcharged fade slightly.
“Now, I’ll teach you the most common etiquette among Blue Star people.
“Handshake!”
“Handshake?”
“Yes! Raise your hand and grasp mine gently! Don’t squeeze too hard.”
Lorihee opened her small hand and placed it in his palm.
“Then shake it twice.”
“Great job! From now on, when you meet outsiders, don’t salute anymore.”
Lorihee nodded, half understanding. To her, the Blue Star people were incredibly strange for daring to greet with physical contact. It could easily lead to ambushes or poisoned palms—very dangerous.
But since her commander taught her, she naturally obeyed.
“Let’s learn the next move. I’ll throw a frisbee, and you go...” Su Yi was halfway through when he coughed twice and immediately stopped. A few days ago, he had planned to keep a pet and had watched many short videos about it, which slipped out unintentionally.
But now, it seemed keeping a pet was unnecessary.
“Forget it, that’s all for today. In a few days, I’ll teach you how to recognize characters. One can be uneducated, but not illiterate.”
Su Yi patted the sofa’s other side, signaling the girl to sit and watch TV. “The delivery will arrive soon. I ordered fried chicken—it’s delicious.”
Su Yi was fit and fast. He rarely spent extra money on delivery fees, but this time he grabbed a discount coupon on his phone, which made it cheaper than buying directly at the store.
So he ordered once; fried chicken provided more energy than instant noodles, which he liked.
Before the delivery arrived, Su Yi opened his social media apps, which he hadn’t logged into for days. Before his transmigration, he had only about fifty scattered friends. Since returning, the number hadn’t increased and had even dropped by a few.
Few people messaged him; the latest was from yesterday—from Mu Xiaowei, “Aunt Xu asked where you disappeared to?”
Su Yi glanced briefly and tapped open the only active chat—the class group.
He was in Senior Three, Class 6, which had two groups.
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One was a large group with teachers present, where hardly anyone spoke due to their presence.
The other was a small group created by the students themselves, where daily messages numbered over ninety-nine.
Because of the crucial period when students divided into science or humanities streams in Senior Two, he was transported to the wasteland.
He missed the best chance to join the small group and was only added by Mu Xiaowei two days ago. He had been lurking silently, not uttering a word.
At that moment, the small group was lively.
“Did you all hear the explosion?”
“Of course, it was so loud, how could we not?”
“Yeah, my dad works at the police station. He came home tonight and said the death toll is currently 41.”
“Rumor has it that the duty workers, safety officers, and several inspecting leaders at the explosion site didn’t survive.”
“That’s really scary...” someone agreed in the group. “I wish it were a holiday.”
“Come on, you’re dreaming. The explosion wasn’t at school—what holiday?”
Just as the topic veered off, the boy whose dad worked at the police station spoke mysteriously:
“Do you know what caused this explosion?”
“What? Isn’t it because of the gasoline depot?” someone asked curiously.
Just as everyone’s curiosity peaked, the boy teased:
“I’ll call Qin Shi Huang to tell you the truth.”
Instantly, the chat was flooded with messages.
“Go to hell~”
“+1”
“+1”
“+1”
...
Mocked and scorned, the boy finally shared what he had heard.
“Alright, I’m not teasing. When my dad checked the surveillance, he saw something fall into the explosion zone at the moment of detonation—it looked like a meteorite from the sky. But strangely, after the blast, at the very center, a human figure emerged. It was definitely a person! Very clear. They drifted in the thick smoke for a long time before leaving.”
“No way, that’s fake!” classmates sent shocked emojis. “Superman’s arrival? Your dad must be mistaken.”
“Not mistaken. My dad said the video has been submitted, but he doesn’t know if it will be made public.”
“Yeah, right. I might as well believe you’re Qin Shi Huang.”
“I’m serious!”
“Qin Shi Huang +1.”
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“Qin Shi Huang +1.”
Such an absurd answer quickly bored the group. They started chatting about other things casually.
Only Su Yi frowned deeper as he watched. Flying in the wasteland was not unusual—some modified their bodies to fly, others awakened flying abilities.
The worst-case scenario had happened: besides Lorihee, others from the wasteland had come here.
As he pondered which faction had arrived and how troublesome it would be, the messages scrolled on, and the topic shifted to the final exams.
“Are you confident about this exam? How well you do determines how good your year will be. Have you been studying hard lately?”
Soon, Li Yunlong’s exclusive emoji appeared: “Study? What a joke!”
“Whether you pass or fail doesn’t matter; we’re all fighting for second place. The top spot will probably be Mu Xiaowei again.”
“Waaah~~”
“Mu, please don’t be so harsh—give others a chance, Mu!”
Human joys and sorrows never coincide. Mu Xiaowei remained silent in the group, despite being constantly mentioned. No one knew what she was busy with.
Seeing the main player absent, the topic shifted again. Someone mentioned Su Yi’s name.
“By the way, hasn’t Su Yi been improving fast lately? Every exam he steadily climbs up. In the last mock exam, he was top ten in the grade. But he doesn’t seem to study much; I’ve seen him several times after school moving bricks at construction sites.”
“Damn... busted,” Su Yi frowned. To avoid attention, he always worked in remote parts of Luo City. He wondered how he was found out.
“Is it true that the crazier you are, the better you study?”
“Possible. People always lose something and gain something else.”
“Be careful what you say outside. If Su Yi hears it, he might stab you—he really wouldn’t hesitate!”
Classmates chatted noisily, messages flooding in nonstop.
Until Su Yi’s hamster avatar popped up.
“I think I’m quite normal.”
Suddenly, the noisy group fell silent. After about five minutes, the boy who started the topic timidly said:
“Yi-ge, you’re here...”
“Always here. What’s up?”
Su Yi’s fingers moved over the keyboard, ready to ask the boy about the figure seen in the video.
But before he could send the message, the class group disbanded.