Little Overlord No. 142 walks into a normal life, that is life.

  Wang Jian felt that his current life was too chaotic, really too chaotic. His IQ did not become demonized like Xiao Jin and A Er, but remained at a normal person's level. Perhaps in some sense, he didn't have to think about scheming and plotting, so he might even seem less intelligent than many people.

  So now what he needs to do is make a list of all the pending tasks and then settle them one by one.

  Taking Xiaojin to the dirty vegetable market, Wang Jian haggled over prices like a housewife, discussing the weight and quantity of the vegetables. To anyone who looked, he was just a young father taking his daughter to buy groceries... Even some of the older female vendors complimented Wang Jian on how well he had aged, saying that despite having such a big daughter, he still looked so young.

  Xiao Jin was so angry that she almost burst out laughing, but there was nothing she could do. She could only stand behind and glare with her eyes, letting others misunderstand that she was Wang Jian's daughter...

  "Actually, I'm more depressed than you." Wang Jian carried a basket of vegetables: "Am I that old? I'm only twenty-five, still in my virtual age."

  Xiao Jin pouted and didn't say a word, just rolling her eyes and licking a lollipop, standing next to Wang Jian, the more she looked like his daughter...

  Carrying the things needed for dinner, the two returned to the Wu Guan and when they walked upstairs, they found Tian Ran Er and Liang Huan Huan doing something very strange...

  They were watching TV while holding a pale green thing under their noses, sniffing it with a look of intoxication. The two sat on Liang Huanhuan's bed, their faces showing an expression of infatuation, looking stupid.

  "They're so stupid." Little Jin looked on and shook his head: "Damn... messing with my sanitary napkin!"

  Wang Jian exclaimed and turned his head towards Xiao Jin: "What does that mean?"

  "They both smelled my sanitary napkin, my sanitary napkin is lavender scented. Homemade."

  A-Jian almost cried after listening, it seemed like there wasn't a single person around him who was slightly normal. Liang Huan-Huan was stupid, really stupid, after all she was from Special Class 2. But Natural Class 2 shouldn't be like this... how could she play with such strange things...

  "Ah Jian Ah Jian!" Tian Ran Er suddenly saw Wang Jian, waving the green thing in his hand and jumping in front of Wang Jian, stuffing Xiao Jin's sanitary napkin under his nose: "You smell it, you smell it. So fragrant!"

  After finishing, she leaned towards the sanitary napkin and took two deep breaths... like that, like a mentally handicapped person.

  "Don't be so perverted." Wang Jian pushed her face away: "You play by yourself, I'll cook dinner."

  And then two natural ones chased Wang Jian into the kitchen: "You smell it, it's really fragrant."

  Wang Jian was left with no choice. He could only lower his head and take a sniff. And indeed, it smelled really good...

  But he can't follow Tianran Er's example, holding onto that thing and playing with it for half a day. He can only pull Tianran Er's body over, push her shoulders with both hands and push her out of the kitchen: "Go watch TV."

  Tianran responded with a "yes" and happily ran off to watch the boring variety show, while continuing to sniff Xiao Jin's sanitary napkin...

  "I'm talking to you two. Who allowed you to rummage through my things?" Little Jin questioned Liang Huanhuan and Tianran in the room: "Don't you even understand this basic rule?"

  "I've got it, don't use yours, I'll just let it flow?" Liang Huanhuan glanced at Xiaojin: "It's just two sanitary napkins, I'll return them to you later."

  Tian Ran nodded: "So fragrant..."

  "Isn't it hers? Why did you take mine?"

  "I don't like that brand, do you care?" Liang Huanhuan was as arrogant as ever, even in front of Xiao Jin's gloomy face, she didn't change her usual self, and made a gesture to put her hand into her pants: "Do you want me to return it to you?"

  Xiao Jin had no choice but to say viciously: "Next time I'll put wasabi on top, let you eat it!"

  "Smear it on, you dare smear me and I'll dare use this thing to soak in water and drink."

  Wang Jian, who was in the kitchen, couldn't take it anymore and stuck his head out to shout: "Shut up, all of you! You're disgusting!"

  Xiao Jin finally listened to Wang Jian's words, hummed and turned around to leave, carrying a stool to sit at the kitchen door watching Wang Jian chopping vegetables inside.

  "Can you be a bit more normal?" Wang Jian squatted down to turn on the gas, turned his head and looked at her: "What's the point of sitting there watching me?"

  Xiao Jin burst out laughing: "I refuse!"

  Just as he was messing around with a pile of things, his phone suddenly rang, that kind of outdated four-chord ringtone, which was really refreshing.

  After he picked up the phone, it was actually He Rui's voice: "Teacher Wang, there is a class gathering tonight... would you like to come together? It's at a hotel near the school, and after the gathering we'll go listen to a concert. AA system, very cheap."

  Wang Jian thought for a moment: "I may not be able to go."

  He Ru sighed and said in a very disappointed tone: "Just come for a moment..."

  San Ye can't stand this kind of thing the most, after all San Ye has already become not like a human being in physical terms, but spiritually he is still just an ordinary young man. Although he has a lot of social experience, it can be said that he and Da Wei, who have seen through the superficiality, are still very different.

  So He Rui acted so coquettishly and pleaded with him that he felt a bit embarrassed to refuse, and could only ask: "What time?"

  "The concert starts at 8 o'clock and we will have dinner at 6:30."

  "I won't go until I've eaten, I'll go again around 7 o'clock."

  "Alright..." He Rui was a very astute person and didn't force the issue either: "See you later then."

  Just as he hung up the phone, Wang Jian was met with Xiao Jin's gloomy face.

  "What's with that face?"

  "Is it He Ru, that little slut?" Xiao Jin's tone was extremely unpleasant: "What does she want to do?"

  "Having dinner together in class, isn't that normal?" Wang Jian was really puzzled why Xiao Jin would be like this: "You can't do this, you have to integrate into the collective."

  "My mental age is thirty years old, you want me to blend in with them? You're hilarious."

  Wang Jian thought for a moment: "How does the IQ conversion formula work again?"

  "Divide mental age by actual age and multiply by one hundred."

  "It's quite accurate." Wang Jian chuckled: "Alright, don't get hung up on this, after all I'm the class teacher."

  After hearing Wang Jian's words, Xiao Jin suddenly became happy and jumped into Tianran Er's room, excitedly starting to grab the remote control...

  This change was too sudden, so fast that Wang Jian couldn't accept it and was confused for half a day before continuing to cook with a scratch on his face.

  It must be said that Wang Jian's culinary skills may not be elegant, but his home cooking is still quite good. It's just that in the past, life was relatively simple and frugal, so most of the time they couldn't eat anything delicious.

  But today is Xiao Jin's birthday, he spent a lot of money to buy lobster, eel and mutton, as well as some dishes that one person would not normally dare to eat. Four people had seven dishes, plus a fish head tofu soup. When the food was served, even Tianran Er started using his hands to pick up food.

  "Pick up your chopsticks." Wang Jian slapped Tian Ran Er's hand away: "You should be more mindful too."

  "It's nothing." Liang Huanhuan said, stuffing a shrimp into her mouth with one hand while giving Tianran Er a disdainful look: "You're so old and still don't understand anything."

  As for Little Jin, she sat at the edge of the table and suddenly burst into tears... This once again left Wang Jian bewildered, anxiously looking at the meal he had made. He muttered to himself:

  "Is it really that bad..."

  "It's not about whether it's delicious or not." Liang Huanhuan suddenly became extremely normal: "This feeling is actually very subtle, I am of Vietnamese descent, from the age I was born you can tell that I'm an orphan, my parents both died in the aftermath of war. If there's a man who can do this for me, I'll marry him directly, and even pay him to marry me."

  "It seems like you're having a birthday, I can only go help you order takeout." Wang Jian shrugged: "Otherwise it would be too much trouble."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Jian stretched out his hand to help Xiao Jin wipe away her tears: "Actually, it seems that I am the happiest. Every year there is longevity noodles to eat, chicken legs and big sausages... paradise."

  And Tianran smiled and said: "I have it too!"

  To be strict, there are four people sitting here. Actually, none of them have a complete family. Of course, Tianran Er and Wang Jian are still quite happy, and Liang Huanhuan is not too bad either because she grew up in a large collective in the army. The most pitiful one is probably Xiao Jin, Wang Jian can't even imagine how she's been living these past few years, knowing that she became an orphan at less than ten years old, just thinking about it feels terrible...

  "Alright." Wang Jian patted Jin Huiming's back as if petting a small dog: "Nothing to cry about."

  Jin Huiming cried and suddenly lifted her head, looking at Wang Jian: "You unbuttoned the buckle of my bra."

  Wang Jian swiftly withdrew his hand... then looked at Liang Huan's boisterous laughter and helplessly turned bright red, pretending to go to the bathroom to cover up his embarrassment.

  After finishing a meal, it was almost seven o'clock. The sky gradually darkened, and the students of the martial arts school also came one after another. Wang Jian assigned them today's training tasks, then got on the car and rushed to the hotel mentioned by He Rui.

  The distance from there to the martial arts hall is only about three or four kilometers, but this route can be said to be a moat in one of the most congested cities in the world. But I don't know if Wang Jian was lucky or because he was blessed by the mascot, he had a very smooth ride, and it can be said that he took a direct express train, arriving at his destination in just seven minutes.

  As I entered the hotel, I immediately spotted those 29 classmates sitting in the lobby, divided into three tables with glasses clinking and a ruckus that rivaled an English Premier League stadium. The surrounding area was in disarray, with the hall manager standing to one side, his face dark and gloomy. Except for these three tables, the entire lobby was empty, making it seem as if this group of bearded men had booked out the whole place.

  "The Emperor has arrived!"

  Someone with a drunken intention shouted, and all the little rascals turned their heads in unison. Then, Zhao Feng, who was slightly drunk, raised his hand: "May your life be as long as heaven!"

  Wang Jian's face was shrouded in a dark haze as he looked at these people, his brow furrowed: "Who told you to drink?"

  "Red...red wine, won't get drunk!" Zhao Feng had just finished saying, covering his mouth and rushing towards the bathroom...

  It's been late at night these past few days. I've been working overtime until after 12... anyway, the workload won't be less, so I'll try to squeeze in some time.

  I still managed to code this chapter out in just two and a half hours during lunch break.