Chapter 1: The Ice-Cold Goddess and the Pet Game

In early September, Beichen City still carried a touch of heat. As the capital of the country, this giant city of 30 million people was not exactly a pleasant place to live. Summers were especially hot, winters especially cold.

At this moment, bright sunlight was spilling warmly over the bustling city below, the sky a pale blue, a few white clouds drifting lazily along. Under the tireless efforts of the country and its residents, Beichen City had finally shaken off the blanket of smog.

In this traffic-choked metropolis stood a modern middle school on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road. It looked plain enough, but it was actually one of the best schools in the city: Beichen Affiliated High School. A glance at two statistics told you everything you needed to know: a 99% first-tier university admission rate, and a 10% rate for Tsinghua or Peking University.

It was a weekend morning, during PE class before the noon dismissal. There were still about half an hour left before school got out. On the huge athletic field in the school’s northwest corner, several classes were having PE. The students had finished their exercises and were now in free activity, the field filled with laughter and chatter, brimming with youthful energy and vitality.

At a stretch of plastic track near the entrance to the field, I was tidying up the equipment used for class a moment ago while chatting enthusiastically with a few male classmates who were helping me.

We hadn’t seen each other for nearly two months, so every one of us had endless things to talk about. The other classmates were scattered in twos and threes around us.

My name is Li Xia. I’m a new senior at Beichen Affiliated High School. I’m reasonably sturdy in build and appearance, and I inherited decent athletic ability from my family, so I’m currently serving as the sports rep for Class 35 in Senior Year.

My academic performance at this school, where talent was everywhere and monsters from science contests and math competitions were packed shoulder to shoulder, was only mediocre. But I didn’t have much pressure about college entrance, so I was pretty relaxed about it.

"Brother Hero, didn’t you swear you were going to get Teacher Shen out over the holiday? So how did that go?"

A voice came from beside me. It was my childhood friend Liu Qiang, a gym rat who was even taller and stronger than me, despite the fact that I’m 177 centimeters tall and weigh 95 kilos. Everyone nicknamed him Big Bull.

Especially those pecs of his, which were even more developed than a woman’s, were seriously suggestive. The few of us had grown up in the same residential compound, our parents all being PE teachers. From kindergarten to high school we’d all attended the same school, going to and from class together every day. We were so close we might as well have shared a pair of pants.

"Sigh..."

I let out a long breath, and my heart stirred again.

"Teacher Shen coldly rejected me."

"Dream on. She’s the textbook rich, beautiful, and privileged heiress type, a goddess-level woman. Why would she ever look at a nobody like you?"

"Teacher Shen is really hot. Her body is absolutely flawless."

"Yeah, she’s always cold as ice, but she’s got this slightly abstinent vibe. It’s way too intense."

"If she were my wife, I’d be willing to give up twenty years of my life."

A few classmates around me started mocking my boldness, and then the topic turned to Teacher Shen. As they talked, things got more and more direct, and the conversation got more and more sexual.

Listening to my classmates fantasize out loud, and thinking of Goddess Shen’s pure, coolly aloof face, I suddenly felt a hot rush in my crotch. My lower body stirred slightly, propping up a big tent in my black shorts.

Shen Bingning looked, on the surface, like an ordinary university PE teacher, but in reality she was one of the heirs to the famous fitness-chain brand Fengyi Gold, which had more than 300 stores nationwide and a market value of 3 billion yuan. She was wealthy beyond measure, a textbook rich and beautiful heiress.

Her looks were even more jaw-dropping. Her face was full of Eastern grace and exquisite beauty, while her figure was outrageously exaggerated, like a Western meat mare. She had a broad, powerful build, a pair of huge breasts high and proud, long straight legs that were taut and firm, and an even more outrageous ass, plump and full, as if two giant beach balls were hanging from it.

Since childhood, she had inherited the image and ability of her Olympic champion mother, the famous volleyball goddess Diwu Baifeng. She was good at studying, gifted athletically, graduated from Beichen Sports University, and had once been a professional female triathlon athlete.

In previous years, she had also been a fairly successful athlete, winning a provincial youth championship and medals from multiple smaller competitions.

But because her body developed too much, her room for further improvement was very limited.

So she made a decisive, clean break and retired. A woman who could have spent her days traveling and sightseeing instead chose to join Beichen Affiliated High School and teach.

At school, she was one of the true celebrities, the famous campus goddess. The line of people chasing after her could stretch from Beichen City all the way to Shanghai.

Countless male teachers and male students had used every possible trick to pursue her, but she was like a white flower on a high peak, disdainful of all men, still untouched and pristine to this day.

"The teacher’s here! Stop talking nonsense!"

Someone shouted, and the students who had been chatting nonsense all buried their heads and pretended to work seriously.

In the sunlight, a tall, fit female figure was slowly approaching from outside the field. She was very tall, like a sexy, alluring, powerfully built combat woman.

Her features were sharply defined. Beneath two thick, heroic sword-like brows, a pair of bright eyes like black obsidian shimmered with a deep, distant light.

Her nose bridge was high, her lips full and red, giving her both beauty and maturity, making you want to taste that alluring tongue of hers. It was the stunning and seductive Teacher Shen Bingning, the flower on the high peak.

She wore a standard black casual high-collar sports top for PE teachers. It reached down to her waist, the zipper pulled all the way up, wrapping tightly around her entire upper body, including her arms, giving off the impression of a crisp, elite athlete.

But what drew the eye most was the violently obvious curve of her chest. Those two towering mountains swayed up and down as she walked, like two black spheres, irresistibly tempting.

Even a loose black tracksuit could not hide the size of those especially eye-catching 38G giant breasts.

Those pale, enormous breasts seemed about to burst free, practically spilling out. The full, round mounds were pressed tightly together, forming a deep valley that made the blood race.

Her white sneakers were spotless, and the laces tied tight, giving her a sharp and capable feel.

Every time she moved, her plump, fleshy legs alternated in motion, like a top-class dancer performing a graceful routine.

Especially that teacher’s full, round peach-shaped ass, tightly bound by her pants into two huge masses of flesh, swaying left and right with each step, looking exactly like ripe fruit about to split open and release an unmatched, intoxicating allure.

The whole scene gave off a sexy, seductive aura of lust that made my heart pound.

"Hello, teacher!"

"Hello, teacher!"

"Hey, hello, teacher!"

Seeing athletic Teacher Shen Bingning arrive, my classmates and I hurried to greet her.

"Mm, hello, students. Good work."

Teacher Shen was still as composed and faintly detached as ever, replying lightly before turning to look at me.

"Li Xia, could I trouble you to help me with something?"

"Of course, Teacher."

Standing so close to that curvy goddess, breathing in the faint fragrance coming off her body, I still felt my heartbeat speed up a little even though we’d known each other for more than two years. Looking at those huge breasts rising and falling gently with her breathing in front of me, I swallowed.

"Mm, come with me."

The beautiful and sharp-featured Shen Bingning still kept that cold, tough expression, but the warmth she gave off was unmistakable.

"You guys worked hard. After you finish packing up, don’t forget to turn in the IOU when you send it back."

I gave my friends a quick reminder, then hurried after Teacher Shen. It looked like we were heading toward the office, which was less than a hundred meters away. Watching that curvy teacher’s big ass sway side to side, I licked my lips.

Soon, I followed the teacher to the back side of the tiered bleachers. Just as Teacher Shen was about to take out her keys and open the door, a loud engine roar suddenly shattered the surrounding quiet.

The sound drew nearer and nearer. I turned to look and saw a tall U8 SUV slowly pull up beside us.

The car was imposing as hell, its body lines hard and smooth, its tall silhouette both fierce and elegant.

The front end was especially wide and heavy. Chrome trim glinted in the sunlight like the fangs of a giant beast, showing off an extraordinary sense of power.

It looked as if a metallic monster had descended here, causing the nearby students to stop and gather around to watch.

With a click, the door opened, and a slick, heavily styled man got out. His face was long and narrow, a smile hanging at the corners of his mouth, and his patterned suit made him especially eye-catching.

Even though his outfit was formal and meticulous, for some reason he looked weak, his face pale.

He was holding a fresh bouquet of red roses tightly in his hand and walked straight up to Teacher Shen with firm steps.

"Goddess, I’d like to invite you to dinner. I wonder if you’d honor me with your company?"

The pretty-boy’s voice was a little sharp as he offered the roses to Teacher Shen.

In that instant, all eyes focused on the two of them. Teacher Shen’s expression first showed surprise, then gradually softened, a faint, unreadable smile appearing on her face.

"Sorry, Li Rongjin. I’m still in class, and if you want to come find me, keep it low-key."

Teacher Shen went on.

"This thing only cost a little over a million to drive off the lot. That’s not low-key enough? My brand-new Porsche 918 is gathering dust in the garage."

The slick, pale-looking man spoke carelessly, though his voice was a little loud. It was hard to tell whether he did it on purpose or not.

After that line, the way some of the teachers and students looked at him changed. It seemed he enjoyed that change in their gaze very much. I kept staring at him too. Rich people really are the kind of people that make you both envy and hate them.

Looking at that oily pretty-boy, Teacher Shen continued.

"Wait a moment. I still have some things to handle."

Her tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable force. Li Rongjin looked a little stunned, but still nodded and stood to the side to wait.

The curvy PE teacher Shen Bingning turned and went inside. One or two minutes later, she came back out and handed me a key ring and a bag of tools.

"I don’t know why the door connecting the old warehouse to the basement won’t open. My guess is that something is jamming it from behind, or that it’s locked. I need you to go through the student dormitory or the basement floor of the cafeteria and check it out. If it’s convenient, open the door. I need to inventory the sports equipment inside lately."

"Got it, Teacher."

Hearing this assignment, I answered in surprise.

In the capital, where every inch of land was priceless, underground space naturally had to be used to the fullest.

Beichen Affiliated High School claimed to have three underground levels. I’d even heard that if you went down through the lowest underground passage, you could reach Qingya Affiliated High School or Beichen No. 4 High School next door. But none of the countless seniors before me had ever found it.

Right now, students had only been to the first basement level, whether to move things or to escape the summer heat. Most students at Beichen Affiliated High School had wandered around in the underground spaces at some point.

"I’ll head over first, Teacher. Please wait for me a moment."

I agreed and prepared to go down from the nearby dormitory building.

"Be careful."

"Got it, Teacher."

Seeing that oily, heavily styled rich kid, I felt a surge of danger. To keep Teacher Shen from waiting too long, I almost jogged all the way to the dormitory entrance.

The dormitory building was separated from the field by a road, not that far. The building wasn’t old, but it wasn’t luxurious either.

Like the dorms at some ordinary high schools, they were six-person rooms with no private bathrooms and iron bunk beds, though there was air-conditioning. Only senior students or students from faraway families were allowed to apply.

I pushed open the main door and walked into the dorm building. The dorm supervisor’s room was empty. A cool breeze hit me head-on, giving me a refreshing feeling. Just inside the door was a wall with a dedication from some high-ranking official, dated 1989.

Turning right led to the boys’ dorm area on the first floor. Two neat rows of steel doors painted a milky gray were shut tightly.

I was a day student and had never lived in a dorm before, so this all felt quite novel.

At the far left end was a large communal washroom filled with a smell like disinfectant. In the dark corner on the far right, the stairwell was tucked away.

When I entered the stairwell, it wasn’t very dark. The midday sun could still shine in. But the stairs leading down looked a little dim, and just looking at them made me uneasy.

I gritted my teeth and headed down. The big iron door leading to the first basement wasn’t even locked, so I didn’t need the key at all. I quickly got down to the first basement level. There was still a way leading further down, but it was sealed with several locks.

Although I had the key, time was tight and the task was urgent, so I didn’t bother with it.

After leaving the stairwell, the layout of the first basement was similar to the dormitory first floor, with two rows of dorm rooms on both sides of the corridor.

The dorm doors on both sides were also locked, and only sunlight filtering through semi-basement windows and the little vent windows in the dorm doors fell into the corridor, making it look dim and mottled.

"115"

"113"

"Step..."

"Step..."

"Step..."

"Step..."

In the dim first basement, I turned on my phone’s flashlight and walked forward. In the empty underground corridor, the only sound was my own footsteps.

"Bang!"

I’d already covered more than half the distance when, all of a sudden, a loud crash of something heavy falling came from a dorm room nearby. Even though it was noon, it still made my scalp tighten with shock.

I froze for more than ten seconds before coming back to myself. The tension in my chest finally eased, and I even felt like running, but I forced myself to stay put. I didn’t dare breathe loudly, straining instead to listen to the situation in Dorm 103, where the noise had come from.

The entire dim basement immediately sank into silence, as if nothing existed at all.

A few seconds later, I actually found myself, under some ghostly impulse, pressing my head against the door of Dorm 103. My ear was tightly to the door as I listened for several seconds, but there was no sound from inside the room anymore, only a waft of foul, rotten air.

I licked my lips. My curiosity even made me forget my task. I tried twisting the doorknob. I only heard a series of clicking sounds, but the door still wouldn’t open.

Whether it was relief or disappointment, I pulled my hand back, only to find that my fingertips were covered in a bit of moss. I had no idea how long this place had been sitting here.

After satisfying my curiosity, I quickly reached the far left end of the first basement. There was actually a staircase here too, leading straight down from the left side, but that side was the girls’ dorm area, and even though nobody was around I didn’t really feel comfortable passing through it. By the end of the corridor, the tiled floor disappeared and turned into a concrete passage. What opened up ahead was a small round hall, from which four corridors branched out like a maze.

I roughly identified the directions. Straight ahead should lead to the cafeteria, the right side to the teaching building, the left side to the athletic field, and there was one slanting off that I couldn’t figure out. Could it be the artificial lake or the basketball courts?

I kept walking toward the underground space beneath the athletic field while letting my thoughts run wild.

"Step..."

"Step..."

"Step..."

My sneakers hit the concrete with heavy thuds. By now I had already reached the middle of the passage, and there was no light at all inside the concrete tunnel, only the glow from my phone.

The whole passage was rough and stark, like an air-raid shelter, simply molded out of concrete, and I could even see plenty of rough concrete edges.

After another five or six seconds, I finally saw light. I quickened my pace toward it and soon reached a place that looked like an underground parking garage.

More than a dozen thick concrete pillars stood throughout the area. The rest was a vast open space, with some sports equipment and props placed only along the walls. I even spotted a few ping-pong tables.

At the far end, another stairwell appeared. Taking the steps two at a time, I soon arrived at the entrance to the underground warehouse.

"Damn, no wonder it wouldn’t open."

At this point, the two iron doors leading to the first-floor warehouse were wound around over and over with dense, thick steel wire, binding the two doors together so tightly they couldn’t move an inch. If I didn’t know better, I’d think it was some kind of seal.

As I muttered to myself, I took the pliers out of the tool bag and, like an ant, started working the twisted wires loose one by one.

Young people are quick with their hands and feet. To keep Teacher Shen from waiting too long, I’d already undone most of it before long. At that moment, faint noises also came from outside the door.

"Hm? That should be Teacher Shen, right?"

Thinking of that curvy teacher’s huge breasts and full, juicy ass, I got even more motivated and quickly removed every obstruction. Then I opened the door and stepped out. The instant I did, blazing light flooded my eyes.

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"Oh, Li Xia, so you have a thing for secretly filming people, huh?"

"Ah? Secret filming?"

Just as my vision recovered from the white glare, I realized I was already inside the warehouse.

Teacher Shen Bingning, with her huge breasts and full ass, seemed to be changing clothes. At this moment she was actually wearing nothing but a pair of pure white over-the-knee stockings, standing naked in front of me, sexy to the extreme.

Changing clothes in a warehouse sounded unbelievable, but a lot of PE teachers really did that. The proper changing room was in the indoor gym next door, and getting there meant walking quite a long way. It was easier to just change in the warehouse and clock out.

"Teacher Shen clearly told me to fix the warehouse. How did she suddenly end up changing clothes?"

My mind was full of questions. Before I came up from the basement, I had clearly heard Teacher Shen’s voice. How had Teacher Shen stripped completely naked by the time I was here?

"Could she be trying to set me up?"

"Impossible."

I knew exactly what I was worth. I felt Teacher Shen might just be playing a big joke on me. I was about to speak when I discovered that the phone that had been in my pants pocket was now in Teacher Shen’s hand.

And the contents on the phone made my heart pound like a drum, cold sweat sliding down my back.

I never could have imagined that the video playing on the screen would be a clip of a busty female teacher changing clothes. The sight sent blood surging straight to my head. Shock and confusion tangled together, because it was actually a changing video of my childhood friend’s mother!

"Li Xia, at first I thought this was no big deal, that we could just let it end between the two of us."

Teacher Shen Bingning spoke calmly, but her eyes showed uncompromising determination. Her gaze was full of contempt and disdain, looking at me as though I were trash.

"I didn’t expect you to have secretly filmed so many female teachers. This is no longer just my business. I have to be responsible to my colleagues. Even if you’re a friend’s son, you’re no exception."

Her hand moved toward the phone on the solid redwood desk beside her, as if she were about to contact someone. That very high-end office desk was actually made entirely of redwood. I had no idea who, with nothing better to do, had hauled such a heavy thing into the warehouse just to let it gather dust.

Seeing all this, I was nearly stunned senseless. I had only gone down to the basement to fix a door. How had I come back out to find the whole world transformed into something I didn’t even recognize? I, a model gentleman and moral paragon, had somehow become a secret-filming creep!

Even if I admitted that I often fantasized about my classmates' mothers, there was no way I was a secret camera creep. With my mom being an Olympic gymnastics champion, I still had some pride to protect.

"Teacher--I didn't do it! It wasn't me!"

I kept my composure. My eyes swept quickly around the warehouse, trying to figure out whether this was some kind of prank or something else, but at that moment everything felt helpless.

"I can explain. This has to be a misunderstanding."

I kept struggling to get my point across.

"Oh--"

Teacher Shen Bingning, with her huge chest and full hips, had just unlocked her phone. Hearing me, she stopped what she was doing. Maybe she didn't want to provoke me, or maybe she had another motive, but she looked at me with obvious interest, her stunning eyes flashing as if she were saying, Let's see how you talk your way out of this.

"Hoo--"

It was now or never. I stopped worrying about what was happening below my waist, took a deep breath, and raised both hands to rake them hard back through my hair, from my forehead to the back of my head, as if an electric current had just shot through me.

I quickly sorted out my thoughts and explained everything from the end of PE class to going down into the basement, then repairing the door and coming back out of the basement.

"Teacher Shen, I'm done. When I walked out, a flash of white light went off, and when I came to, you'd already caught me. I'm really not the culprit. You have to believe me, Teacher."

"Mm--not a bad story."

That flat reply dragged me back to reality. At this point I was still the secret-camera pervert who had been caught red-handed, and while I had been telling my story, the ice-cold busty horse-goddess in front of me had already gotten dressed again.

She sat upright in the office chair that someone had left in the warehouse, her breathtaking face carrying an Eastern elegance as she stared at me as coldly as ice, completely unconcerned with my desperate explanations.

A fitted white blouse wrapped around her astonishing figure. Her huge breasts pushed the fabric high, exposing a deep, tempting cleavage, and the tight material traced the perfect curve of her chest.

Below, she wore pale black suit pants. Though they were a loose cut, her overly lush curves made them look clingingly tight.

Especially that suffocatingly seductive peach-shaped ass. Even seated, it looked fuller and rounder, pressing tightly against every inch of that tempting curve.

Her long, powerful legs were crossed, radiating the elegant charm unique to a mature woman.

There she sat in the office, every gesture exuding an intoxicating aura. She was both noble and refined, yet undeniably sexy. If she put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she'd be a living, breathing office-lady sex bomb.

"Li Xia, you should be at Wenqu Academy, not Xingji Academy. Your story was perfect, but there were still a few flaws in the storage room. What a pity."

"Teacher, you have to believe me. Everything I said was true," I said helplessly, lowering my voice and putting on my most honest expression. Right now I was a scholar dealing with a soldier, and reason meant nothing. I honestly had no idea what to do--

"Li Xia, first of all, our school has more than thirty or forty PE teachers, and nearly half of them are men. They are all big, fully grown adults. Why would I ask you, a student, to do something that sounds this complicated?"

She lounged there in her black-and-white office uniform, her body line perfectly outlined as she reclined in the expensive chair, her gaze flowing languidly, her whole body radiating a thick, sultry heat.

"Th-this--how would I know? Maybe because you trust me, Teacher?" I replied with a bitter smile.

"Is that so? Barely plausible. Then that brings us to the second problem. In my memory, the sports rep for Class Fifteen over the past two years has always been Liu Qiang. Why are you saying the sports rep is you?"

"Ah--"

Hearing that, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. I stared dumbfounded at Teacher Shen, who remained perfectly calm while gently rocking the chair back and forth.

"How could that be?"

My mouth fell open. I wanted to argue, but it felt as if the voice had been sucked out of me; all I could force out of my throat was a dry whisper.

"Teacher, I've been Class Rep for more than two years now. Even if I made a mistake, you can't just deny it!"

"You little brat, are you trying to play dumb and slip through this? If you don't believe me, look for yourself." With that, Shen Bingning handed me my Redmi 14U, not the least bit worried that I might destroy the evidence.

I hurriedly took the phone and opened the e-campus app. Class 33? Right. Class monitor Yun Zihao? Right. Study rep Wu Yong? Right. Sports rep--Liu Qiang?

My gaze lingered on those words, sports rep--Liu Qiang?, for a long time, as if they had been carved into stone.

"Th-this... what's going on?"

My voice trembled, and my fingers started shaking along with it. I checked the screen again and again, terrified that I had misread it. But there it was, crystal clear: Liu Qiang.

Teacher Shen let out a soft sigh.

"Sigh--Li Xia, you haven't been scared stupid, have you? If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place--"

She said it slowly.

"This... this can't be!"

A numb chill crept across my scalp, as if the whole world had changed around me. I forced myself to stay calm and opened the group chats in my other apps.

The Class 15 senior-year group admin badge was gone. The Xingji Academy main group admin badge was gone too. The school team soccer group? Not found. The Xingji Academy basketball team group? Not found. The volleyball club group? Nothing--

Instead, I found a school anime club group. When I clicked inside, I was still a small admin.

"What the hell is this?"

At that point I wasn't even panicking anymore. I was completely bewildered.

"Otaku anime community cute-cute chat"

"MoeCat ACGN editorial desk"

"Anime convention cosplay"

"Private merch swap group"

"Circle Goddess cuddle-and-chat group"

"Cosplay side gig, photo shoots, rental cosplay"

"Crossdresser meds, femboys, futa, gay, yuri group / normies keep out"

A mess of anime groups filled my chat app, messages rolling nonstop, every single one showing 99+ unread.

I wordlessly scrolled through the information, my brain racing, my scalp itching in waves. Several fragments of memory flashed through my head, and then an absurd thought emerged, so outrageous that I couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Li Xia, what are you thinking about? So happy all of a sudden. Anything else you want to say? If not, I'll contact your uncle to come take you away."

"Teacher, let me tell you something. Don't be scared when you hear it."

I said it with complete righteousness.

"Oh? What is it?"

"Teacher, I transmigrated."

"You transmigrated? Then where did you transmigrate from and to? And who did you transmigrate from and into?"

"I transmigrated from the school to the school, and from myself into myself?" I was a little confused now too.

My lower body, my muscles, even the shoes on my feet and the clothes on my body were all original, but my whole web of relationships was in total chaos. I had gone from being a sports ace to an otaku. Could that even be possible?

But for now, all I could do was believe first and question later.

"Heh--" Teacher Shen remained unmoved, her expression blank as she pressed at her phone.

"Teacher, if you make this blow up, the school leadership will have a very hard time handling it. How about we settle this internally?"

Looking at the goddess teacher who wouldn't budge no matter what, I steeled myself and said it. Inside, I was cursing this world's version of me for being such trash. I was the one cleaning up the mess. Fine, you got caught filming people, but letting yourself be exposed like this? What kind of idiot does that?

"Are you threatening me?" Shen Bingning kept that signature smile-that-wasn't-a-smile on her face, her shoes tapping lightly with a clip-clop sound. "Do you think I'm afraid?"

"Hello? Yes, someone has been secretly filming my changing-room videos for a long time. Yes, the address is Haidian District--"

"It's over!"

It felt as if an invisible hand had clenched my heart, and a fear I had never known before surged through me.

This was no longer a small matter that could be solved inside the school. It had crossed the bottom line of the rules.

Just thinking about what I was about to face--expulsion, detention--made my fists clench on their own, and in my despair I even felt a lethal urge to solve it with force first!

Goddess Shen was still on the phone, and she was nearly finished. Her gaze was as calm as water, but every word hammered into my chest like a steel mallet.

"Sigh--"

With the arrow already nocked and unable to be held back, I looked at Teacher Shen and suddenly gave an awkward smile, loosening my fists. It wasn't because I had become kind. It was because I suddenly remembered that when Shen Bingning had just retired, she had trained in mixed martial arts for a while and had almost signed with the UFC.

"Yes, ma'am. We understand the situation. We'll send someone over immediately. Please stay where you are and keep yourself safe."

The voice on the other end of the line was as cold and ruthless as ice water. Every word dragged me deeper into despair. Hearing that, I let out a long breath. Since there was no turning this around, I actually became calm.

"Li--"

Shen Bingning, having finished the call, lightly blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at me as if she wanted to say something. But in the next instant, a burst of electronic sound appeared in my ear, and time seemed to freeze at that moment--

[Li Xia has obtained game eligibility]

[Welcome to Campus Pet Game: a relaxed casual adventure world!]

[In Campus Pet Game, you will step into a world full of fantasy and fun. This is not only a place to learn knowledge, but also a unique world where you can capture, train, and battle pets. As a player, your goal is to become a top pet master, explore the unknown, make new friends, and enjoy every thrilling moment along the way.]

[This game is for adults only. All trainers and pets are adults. Trainers, please build up your bond with your pets in any way you can.]

"My God!"

A narrow road had seemed closed off, only for another to open suddenly. The classic transmigrator cheat had arrived. I rubbed my hands together in excitement and waited for the next message.

[Campus Pet Game successfully loaded]

[Target of the future champion trainer, please choose one of the following three starter pets as your new beginner pet--]

[Shen Bingning (purebred white horse)]

[Lin Xiaoying (Cochin chicken)]

[Qiu Caiyu (Persian cat)]

"Is this the opening trio?"

I complained, though in truth I was already close to losing my composure. Were the so-called "pets" in this game all living, breathing human beings?

I knew all three of them far too well.

Shen Bingning was the goddess-level busty, full-hipped, tall PE teacher standing right in front of me.

Lin Xiaoying was my English teacher, only a few years out of college, youthful and intelligent, and also a sexy beauty.

As for Qiu Caiyu, she was a classmate from the neighboring class, the textbook image of a big-sister type and a hot girl, dressed boldly and fashionably, usually in short shorts and stockings that were nearly impossible for us young guys to handle.

Looking at those three options, I didn't hesitate for long. I chose Teacher Shen Bingning directly. As someone who had secretly loved her for years, even one second of hesitation would have been disrespectful to my goddess.

I had worked my ass off as the sports rep for so many years just for this little obsession, hadn't I? And choosing her would also perfectly solve the problem I was facing right now.

[Congratulations: You have obtained pet "Purebred White Horse - Shen Bingning"]

[Congratulations: You have obtained Item "Collar" x1, "Reins" x1, "Bug Net" x1, "Teleport Scroll" x5, "Appraisal Scroll" x5, "Talent" x1]

[Map "Outer Grassland (Zone 6)" unlocked, entry permitted]

[Map "Sheep Village" unlocked, entry permitted]

[Congratulations: You have additionally obtained "Master Ball" x1, "Pet Ball" x5, "Talent" x1]

[Name: Shen Bingning]

[Race: Purebred White Horse / Competition Horse]

[Quality: A-rank, three stars]

[Age: 34]

[Level: 1]

[Trait: Sprint. In non-combat states, movement speed increases by 30%.]

[Style: 93]

[Affection: 51]

[Base Stats (HP): 85]

[Base Stats (Attack): 55]

[Base Stats (Armor): 40]

[Base Stats (Magic Power): 25]

[Base Stats (Magic Resist): 35]

[Base Stats (Speed): 105]

[Base Stats (Total): 345]

[Talent: Golden Ode. By awakening the bloodline, the user gains a 20% boost to all attributes. During this period, the user enters a ghost state and ignores collision mass from other objects.]

[Innate Skill: Ghost Strike. Launch a powerful forward kick, randomly adding one type of damage.]

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[Note 1: You already possess this pet and may issue commands to it, but be warned: if affection drops below 30, the pet may run away!]

[Note 2: I have canceled the alert just now. No need to thank me. Please enjoy the game wholeheartedly. Have fun!]

[Note 3: Please do not discuss this game in the real world. You are responsible for the consequences!]

As a huge holographic screen unfolded before my eyes, the world came back to life, and the sounds around me returned once more.

"How did you do that?"