Goddess Cultivation Plan

Full of anticipation, Lin Jin got up from bed early in the morning, reached down to his crotch, and to his surprise, found that his punishment period had passed and his 'little brother' had finally returned!

He could finally turn her back into him.

However, due to a week of transformation into a woman, his body was naturally influenced by female hormones, which increased his feminization level by 3% on his mobile app, now at 23%.

Yet, because this 3% change happened subtly over a week, Lin Jin didn't feel any noticeable changes in his body. He felt no different than a week ago, except now his roommate and the neighbor Xiao Ling knew that he was a woman. Even though he had turned back into a man, their impression of him could not be changed.

He felt that he would always be remembered by Wu Min, Wen Xuan, and Xiao Ling as the 'pervert' who disguised as a woman to sneak into the men's dormitory.

Though, the joy of returning to being a man immediately overshadowed these concerns. Lin Jin rushed to the bathroom, locked the door, pulled down his pants, and constantly admired his 'little brother', feeling incredibly relieved.

"Having a penis is really good after all, no need to squat to pee, no need to wipe with paper after peeing, and no need to worry about menstrual cramps" Lin Jin's eyes formed crescent moons as he happily played with his 'little brother' that had been absent for a week, "Though it seems to have shrunk a bit, I'm still so happy~"

Feeling satisfied, Lin Jin left the bathroom, washed up, and returned to his dorm. He then forgot about his English vocabulary practice and opened his computer to play a game in celebration of returning to being a man.

"Hey, Lin Jin, what are you doing up so early?" Wen Xuan was awakened by the sound of Lin Jin messing with his computer and his intermittent laughter. He lifted his head from the bed and looked towards Lin Jin, "Why are you laughing so lasciviously this early? Did you have a wet dream last night?"

"You shut up, you were the one having a wet dream" Lin Jin retorted without getting too angry, as he was accustomed to it.

"So, it's not because you're horny that you're laughing like that?" Wen Xuan picked his ear with his pinky, somewhat curious, "Then why is it?"

He couldn't very well tell him that he had finally returned to being a man, could he? Otherwise, Wen Xuan might want to check for himself.

"Because my mom sent me money" Lin Jin blurted out a random excuse. He clicked on the calendar on his computer, realizing it was already the beginning of the month. He only had a week left until the program audition on October 14th, and more importantly, he no longer had his free meal reward and his mother's money had not yet arrived.

He opened the WeChat app where he usually chatted with his mother, only to find no messages from her. Lin Jin furrowed his brows. With only three Yuan to his name, if his mother didn't transfer money today, he'd likely go hungry.

"Mom, I'm out of money" Lin Jin casually left a message on his mother's WeChat and closed the app without giving it much thought.

After all, considering his mother's memory, forgetting to send money was a very normal occurrence.

Lin Jin's monthly allowance is eight hundred Yuan. If it's not enough, it's not a problem to ask his mother for more. However, Lin Jin doesn't want to ask his mother for too much money. He usually spends about twenty or so Yuan a day for lunch and dinner. He doesn't have other expenses, so he can just about make ends meet with his allowance. As for his father... that gambler hasn't sobered up yet. He occasionally does odd jobs, but all the money he earns goes into gambling and alcohol. Even Lin Jin's tuition is provided by his mother. His father hasn't given him a cent in two to three years. Fortunately, his father doesn't have the habit of borrowing money to gamble, so they don't have any debts.

Or perhaps they do have debts, but he's too proud to admit it.

Sighing, Lin Jin felt somewhat helpless about his irresponsible father. He used to be a fortunate businessman, but after becoming addicted to gambling, he became a completely different person, lazy and reliant on others.

His phone suddenly vibrated. Upon checking, he saw a symbol for an eight hundred Yuan transfer in his WeChat conversation with his mother.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had money for meals today.

An English quiz next Wednesday, program audition next Sunday, and before next Sunday, he has to find out the real identity of the internet troll called Chen Hao.

It always seems like there are more and more things piling up.

In order to not be distracted while studying English, Lin Jin decided to finish his weekly task first.

He clicked into the QQ group of the 16th Media Department and started searching for another Chen Hao. However, after inputting a direct search, he still couldn't find another Chen Hao.

Who could it be then? Wasn't it said to be someone close to him?

Lin Jin had a thought, frowned, and looked towards the dormitory room 431 next door, as if his gaze could penetrate the wall and project directly into that room.

If it was said to be on the same floor, it should be considered close, right? The people living in rooms 425 to 431 seemed to be people he didn't know, and rooms 433 to 439 were all students from the 16th Media Department.

"Wen Xuan, do you know who lives in dormitory 431?" Lin Jin asked Wen Xuan, who was already awake and playing with his phone on his bed.

"I think it's a second-year senior, also from the Animation class" Wen Xuan replied casually.

A second-year senior? That means they wouldn't be in the QQ group of the Media Department that he just checked, as that group only contained students from the 2016 admissions, while the second years would be admissions from 2015.

So how could he get the roster of the 2015 admissions? Should he infiltrate their class group? But he had no leads to do so.

Lin Jin supported his chin with both hands, frowning and deep in thought.

"The president of your Disciplinary Committee lives in the dormitory next door" said Wu Min, who was pretending to be dead on the bed. Lin Jin was so startled that he almost knocked over the cup of water on his desk. "If you go to the Disciplinary Committee often, you might be pretty familiar with him by now."

"Do you know him?" Lin Jin continued to stare blankly, supporting his chin.

"I don't" Wu Min sat up on the bed, craned his neck to look at Lin Jin under the bed, "Why are you interested in this?"

"I'm looking for someone, a guy named Chen Hao" Lin Jin blurted out casually, "The guy tricked me out of ten yuan in the freshman group chat before, then unfriended me."

"You're pretty gullible, daring to lend money to people online" Wu Min laughed, leaning down from the bed, poking his head out to look at Lin Jin's screen. He saw that it was the client for Dota 2, "Want to play a game?"

"I don't want to. Every time I think about someone owing me ten yuan, I feel suffocated" Lin Jin continued to talk nonsense, his small face wrinkled up, looking like he was really hurting for the money.

"I think Lin Jin is not so much gullible as she is simple-minded" Wen Xuan cut in from his bed, "I can't believe you can hold a grudge over ten yuan for so long."

"I'm poor, okay!" Lin Jin lifted his head, his posture righteous and his hands on his hips, "I'm not like you guys, rich people. Wen Xuan, you spent thousands of yuan on a keyboard and mouse. When I buy these things, I feel pain even if it's a hundred yuan."

"That's because I used Huabei and BaiTiao, and I only repay four hundred per month" Wen Xuan explained, then continued to lie on his bed and read his novel.

"Are we going to play or not?" Wu Min urged, standing behind Lin Jin.

"No, I'm not in the mood."

"Humph."

Maybe it's time to start building relationships in the Disciplinary Committee? Lin Jin opened the QQ group of the Disciplinary Committee and glanced at it, but was suddenly taken aback.