Chapter 19: Orders
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: PlumSauce
Almost the moment Yun Yingzhi completed the transfer, he received a communication request from Yun Yinghui. He declined and, feeling a little guilty, came up with an excuse: his roommates were all asleep, so he couldn’t take the call.
Yun Yinghui: Why did you suddenly transfer me money?
Yun Yingzhi thought that no matter how he earned his money, he had always given half to Yun Yinghui—like the first wages he earned helping Alvin, the first source weapon he sold, the red envelopes he received… It was one of the ways Yun Yingzhi showed Yun Yinghui how important Yun Yinghui was to him.
He thought to himself that even though it was only a hundred credits, it was the result of him and two minors working as hard as conquering a small kingdom. Naturally, half should go to Yun Yinghui. He deliberately forgot that this particular hundred credits came from selling himself for a victory.
After finishing the private message with Yun Yinghui, Yun Yingzhi looked at Vast and told him to continue queueing for battles. Unfortunately, Clear suddenly had to leave. 3v3, one person down, they couldn’t continue. Shortly after Clear left, Vast received a message as well and followed suit, leaving Yun Yingzhi alone.
Yun Yingzhi adjusted his cap, thought for a moment, and decided to check on Wei Yuanqing’s five-person team. What he saw made him feel sorry for them. Their fourth battle had ended in defeat, and now they were queued for the fifth.
Yun Yingzhi immediately purchased tickets to watch their fifth battle and entered the arena.
The timing was perfect. The passage from the waiting room to the battlefield opened, and through the transparent glass walkway, he saw Wei Yuanqing and the others.
In the Carrot Team of five, Wei Yuanqing walked in front, the other four trailing behind with drooping heads. Yun Yingzhi, with three consecutive 3v3 wins, looked with sympathy at the five-person team with a 0-4 record. It was pitiful.
Thinking that, his chin lifted slightly, brimming with pride.
A spectator next to him said, “That’s the Carrot Team. I heard they’re pretty average.”
Yun Yingzhi thought, The Carrot Team was practically tarnishing the reputation of their Empire’s First Military Academy!
Luckily, no one knew they were students of Fansa Academy. Otherwise, four consecutive losses would have been downright embarrassing.
The spectator next to the first added, “Yeah, the Carrot Team is a newly formed squad, four losses in a row, really weak. If their opponents weren’t the Angel Team, I wouldn’t even be watching.”
“Ugh, is there any point in watching these two teams fight?”
“No suspense at all, right?”
Even so, it didn’t stop them from watching. Even with zero suspense, they wanted to support Angel Team in every match.
The battle in the arena began.
Yun Yingzhi once again felt the world’s hierarchy. His three 3v3 battles… had gone relatively smoothly. In contrast, Wei Yuanqing’s 5v5 battles were brutal. For their fifth match, after four consecutive losses, they faced a golden team: one level-nine esper soldier, three level-eight esper soldiers, and one level-seven esper soldier.
Except for Wei Yuanqing, the moment the battle began, the other four were wiped out instantly, leaving him alone. But unexpectedly, Wei Yuanqing held on.
A level-eight esper soldier in a 1v5 fight against such strong opponents shouldn’t last long. Yet Wei Yuanqing endured for a full two minutes.
During those two minutes, Yun Yingzhi’s mind raced. As a fragile little white rabbit, he had grown up believing that when strength wasn’t enough, equipment made up the difference. Already, he was calculating and designing a suitable source weapon for Wei Yuanqing.
After two minutes, green vines carried Wei Yuanqing to the edge of the arena. His clear, pleasant voice reached the spectators, “I admit defeat.”
Before the match, the audience had not expected much from the Carrot Team. Now, they were completely impressed with Wei Yuanqing, praising him specifically. The referee announced the Angel Team’s victory for the match. The Carrot Team left through a special passage.
Wei Yuanqing walked in front, the other four trailing behind, carrying a sense of total defeat.
Yun Yingzhi exited with the crowd.
Opening his personal terminal, he pondered a serious question: in this delicate atmosphere, should he contact Wei Yuanqing and the others? After all, with three wins on his side and five consecutive losses on theirs, contacting them now might feel… harsh. Then again, even with all the points of suspicion, Wei Yuanqing and his team might not even guess that “The Mighty Little White Bunny” was him… Yun Yingzhi wasn’t sure himself.
Before he could decide, Wei Yuanqing had already sent a private message.
Wei Yuanqing: Yingzhi, where are you?
Yun Yingzhi twitched. He couldn’t admit he had just watched their fifth match.
Hesitating, he replied: I was just watching other teams’ battles.
He didn’t realize that the word “other” might hint at something.
A short while later, Wei Yuanqing responded: Come over.
Yun Yingzhi thought that regardless of Wei Yuanqing’s mood, his three roommates who had lost five in a row probably needed comfort.
He replied: Okay.
Wei Yuanqing sent Yun Yingzhi coordinates. Unlike regular clients, as a true young master of Yaoming Battle Arena, Wei Yuanqing had his own high-end VIP lounge with direct access to any battlefield.
Following the coordinates, Yun Yingzhi took the elevator all the way up. Yaoming Battle Arena was built in a peculiar way. Each battlefield had two waiting rooms allowing fighters to enter the arena, while VIP lounges on higher floors had direct passageways.
Soon, Yun Yingzhi reached the 28th floor. Opening the elevator, a staff member verified his identity and politely guided him into the high-end VIP lounge. Inside, a spacious hall came into view. The living room had a U-shaped sofa. Wei Yuanqing occupied the largest section, while Yu Feiwen and the other two sat pitifully on the sides. Theoretically, the team should have had a fifth member, but perhaps the losses had been too discouraging. Only the familiar four remained.
Yun Yingzhi cautiously observed the four. At Fansa Academy, Wei Yuanqing was known as a playboy, but his reputation was decent—gentle, elegant, like a warm jade. But after five losses, Wei Yuanqing could no longer maintain this image. He seemed less like warm jade and more like cold, calculating ice.
The atmosphere was heavy. Wei Yuanqing saw Yun Yingzhi, softened his expression, and gestured for him to sit beside him. Yun Yingzhi obediently sat down.
Wei Yuanqing looked at Yu Feiwen and the others. His lips curved slightly. Calm on the surface, he asked, “About the five matches, what are your thoughts?”
Yu Feiwen and the others lowered their heads further. Yun Yingzhi looked at them with pity, thinking Luckily I left early, or I’d have been scolded too. In truth, Wei Yuanqing didn’t scold them. But even so, they all felt guilty—five consecutive losses were their fault.
Jing Haomiao admitted, “It’s all our fault. If only we were stronger.”
Before Wei Yuanqing could respond, the three started reviewing each match in detail, confessing mistakes, analyzing strategies. In short, if they had been stronger, maybe they could have won. Yun Yingzhi listened, found their reasoning reasonable. Although truthfully, with such differences in levels, reviewing alone wouldn’t guarantee victory—but he didn’t refute his roommates.
Wei Yuanqing smiled calmly, “Good. Then work even harder from now on.”
Yu Feiwen and the others nodded obediently with gratitude on their faces.
Yun Yingzhi felt that something was a little off, but it didn’t stop him and his three roommates from looking at him with grateful gazes. They were silently thanking him for not blaming them for the five consecutive losses.
Thinking about the battles he had watched earlier, an idea struck him: if he could actually manufacture the source weapon he had envisioned in his mind, it could greatly help boost the three roommates’ combat power, right?
With that thought, Yun Yingzhi suddenly said, “I have a friend…”
All four of them turned their eyes toward him.
Being stared at by four pairs of eyes made Yun Yingzhi a bit nervous. He instinctively placed a hand on his chest and continued, “My friend is a source weapon craftsman.”
The four roommates continued to look at him expectantly. Yun Yingzhi blinked, thinking about how to humbly—but persuasively—boast enough to make them willingly request a custom source weapon from his “friend.”
When Yun Yingzhi paused, Yu Feiwen asked, “What about your friend?”
Yun Yingzhi blinked and tried to appear as sincere as possible. “My friend… is really skilled at making source weapons. If he custom-makes new source weapons for us, our combat power could improve dramatically.” He felt a bit guilty saying this, since the “skilled craftsman” he was referring to was… himself.
To make himself seem more natural, he lowered his head, picked up a cup of tea from the table, and sipped lightly. The three roommates looked at him with complicated expressions. Yun Yingzhi’s words made them realize once again that their current combat strength was somewhat lacking—they needed source weapons to enhance their power.
However… They all felt that, rather than going to Yun Yingzhi’s mysterious friend, it would make more sense to ask Wei Yuanqing. After all, the source weapon craftsmen under the Yaoming Group were considered the best team in the entire Loos Empire. Yaoming Group almost monopolized half of the Empire’s source weapon craftsmen.
Yu Feiwen, Ji Xiaobo, and Jing Haomiao didn’t want to reject Yun Yingzhi outright, so they tried a roundabout way.
Yu Feiwen said, “Come to think of it, I don’t think I ever told you, Yingzhi…”
Yun Yingzhi raised his eyes, curious.
Yu Feiwen continued, “My source weapon… my mom lined up for half a year to get me a custom-made weapon from a craftsman who was just one step away from being a master source weapon maker—just so I could perform better.”
Yun Yingzhi froze and instinctively looked at the circular source weapon on Yu Feiwen’s wrist.
He paused. “Uh… custom-made?” He was genuinely shocked.
Yu Feiwen felt a little proud. He removed the source weapon from his wrist and showed it to Yun Yingzhi. Yun Yingzhi took it, his eyelids twitching, glancing at the source weapon and then back at Yu Feiwen.
He had known Yu Feiwen had changed weapons two months ago and had assumed it was just something he bought casually—better than nothing—but never imagined it was the result of lining up for half a year for a truly custom-made weapon. How should he put it… Based on Yun Yingzhi’s perception, Yu Feiwen, whose second form was an eagle, had esper talent leaning toward wind and lightning, with wind being dominant.
Yet, the elements in Yu Feiwen’s source weapon were surprisingly complex, with water dominating, followed by earth… noticeably disparate from Yu Feiwen’s esper abilities. Still, the weapon’s solid construction did boost his offense and defense, but not much beyond that.
Yun Yingzhi felt that if he designed it, he could craft a source weapon far better suited to Yu Feiwen—a truly custom-made one. After another careful look, he returned the source weapon to Yu Feiwen. Yu Feiwen enthusiastically explained how much his attack had increased using the weapon, while Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao occasionally murmured in admiration.
Once Yu Feiwen finished, Yun Yingzhi said, “Um… Feiwen, the source weapon maker I know is really amazing. Trust me, I think having one more source weapon wouldn’t hurt?” He asked tentatively.
Yu Feiwen’s eyelid twitched. One more weapon wouldn’t hurt, true—but the problem was he worried Yun Yingzhi might expect him to use it.
Seeing Yu Feiwen hesitate, Yun Yingzhi pressed on, “Besides, the source weapon maker I know charges very reasonably rates.”
Jing Haomiao glanced at Wei Yuanqing. “Yingzhi, can you tell us which source weapon maker this is?”
Ji Xiaobo asked, “What’s their name?”
Jing Haomiao added, “Since it’s someone you recommend, Yingzhi, if it’s suitable, we could let them make source weapons for us.”
Yun Yingzhi, “…”
And that was the awkward part.
Generally speaking, source weapon makers would obtain the relevant licenses from the Empire’s Source Weapon Association—beginner, intermediate, advanced, master, and the top-level grandmaster license.
By accessing the official website of the Source Weapon Association, one could check all information about a particular craftsman, including past certifications and honors. This was also how esper soldiers contacted source weapon makers for commissions.
After all, source weapons weren’t cheap, and no one wanted to take a risk and fail.
The four of them looked at Yun Yingzhi, waiting for him to provide more information about this mysterious craftsman.
Yun Yingzhi felt a pang of guilt. He avoided their gaze, keeping his eyes lowered behind his eyelashes, trying to hide his nervousness. After a moment, he said, “It’s not that I don’t want to tell you his name… it’s just that he’s always been completely absorbed in making source weapons. He hasn’t cared about anything else, so he never went to the Source Weapon Association to get a license.” His voice grew quieter with every word, and even he felt the excuse was weak.
Yu Feiwen, Ji Xiaobo, and Jing Haomiao stared at him with increasingly complex expressions. If a moment ago they had seriously considered commissioning Yun Yingzhi’s friend, now… They seriously thought Yun Yingzhi might have been g.
Ji Xiaobo asked, “Yingzhi, are you sure you weren’t scammed?”
“What you said sounds really unreliable,” Jing Haomiao added.
Yun Yingzhi tried to defend himself, “No, I wasn’t scammed! That source weapon maker is really strong.”
But the three roommates looked at him with skeptical eyes.
Jing Haomiao sighed. “Yingzhi, if you think this source weapon maker is so capable, he should have made a lot of finished source weapons, right?”
“Can you tell us… which source weapons he’s made?”
Yun Yingzhi blinked. Which ones had he made? Almost all of the source weapons he had made in the past had been handled through Master Alvin. He didn’t even know exactly who had ended up with them. And even if he did, there was no way he could just take orders using the alias Alvin had set up for him.
Except for his own source weapon… He instinctively glanced at the one on his wrist. That source weapon—this one—was made by himself. Back at Fansa Academy, he had hardly ever had the chance to use his source weapon. Today was finally an opportunity—but he didn’t want Wei Yuanqing and the others to know that he was actually the Cute Little Battle Rabbit.
Even if he couldn’t hide it completely, he still struggled to maintain the facade—it was just too embarrassing. After thinking for a while, Yun Yingzhi realized he couldn’t really explain much. The three roommates looked at him and became even more convinced that he had been scammed.
Yun Yingzhi paused, but he refused to give up. He tried again, “You’re asking suddenly, so I can’t remember exactly which source weapons he’s made, but believe me—he’s really skilled. If it’s him, I’m confident he could make the source weapon that fits you perfectly!”
Before Yu Feiwen and the others could respond, Wei Yuanqing said, “Okay.”
Yun Yingzhi’s eyelid twitched. Could Wei Yuanqing actually be intending to commission a source weapon from him? Yu Feiwen, Ji Xiaobo, and Jing Haomiao froze. All four of them looked toward Wei Yuanqing at the same time.
The moment Yun Yingzhi’s and Wei Yuanqing’s dark green eyes met, he immediately lowered his gaze and took another sip of tea, trying to calm his racing heart. The three roommates let it go. Making a Level 5–6 source weapon wasn’t too difficult, but a Level 8 weapon required extreme focus and had a low success rate.
Yun Yingzhi thought he couldn’t take this order. What puzzled him was that the Yaoming Group had the best source weapon crafting team in the empire. As the sole heir, Wei Yuanqing had no need to look elsewhere.
Wei Yuanqing’s smile deepened. “Since you think this source weapon maker is very capable, then he won’t be bad. Yingzhi, please contact him for us.”
Yun Yingzhi’s heart sank. He shook his head, trying to refuse. “Senior Wei, I think…”
Before he could finish, Wei Yuanqing said, “I’ll give you 30 million as an advance. Is that enough?”
The words “30 million” made Jing Haomiao gasp. Thinking it through, it wasn’t unreasonable.
Generally, the market price for a Level 8 source weapon ranged from 10-30 million Imperial credits. Naturally, some famous source weapon makers could charge above market price. Wei Yuanqing’s offer was basically the maximum price.
Wei Yuanqing smiled at Yun Yingzhi, their dark eyes meeting. “If 30 million isn’t enough, just tell me. I can transfer more.”
Yun Yingzhi… He realized Wei Yuanqing meant an advance. In other words, he could charge a premium. Honestly, Yun Yingzhi had intended to refuse. But the moment he heard “30 million,” all thoughts of refusal vanished.
Thirty million! Thirty million meant… If he successfully made a Level 8 source weapon, the material cost would be less than 10 million. The remaining 20 million would basically be profit.
With that income, he wouldn’t have to worry about participating in the Starshine Tournament’s preliminary rounds without money. Even more importantly, his main goal was to manufacture the strongest source weapons to challenge Huai Boshe for the top spot. With 20 million, he could even skip the Starshine Tournament and still make several source weapons for himself!
Not only that, he could start making a source weapon for Yun Yinghui too! Yun Yingzhi felt a surge of excitement.
Oh. The only big question now was: could he actually make a Level 8 source weapon successfully?
Wei Yuanqing met his gaze and smiled. “By the way, Yingzhi, you haven’t told us yet if your source weapon maker can make a Level 8 weapon.”
Yun Yingzhi… It would be extremely lucky if he could. Most of the time, the failure rate was high. Normally, to avoid wasting materials, he hardly ever touched level 8 or higher source weapon materials—unless Master Alvin required it. That stuff was expensive.
Wei Yuanqing asked, “Yingzhi, do you think that source weapon maker can handle it?”
Yun Yingzhi’s brow twitched hard. His mind was flooded with images of 30 million credits with wings, fluttering about. After a moment of hesitation, he stammered, “I… uh… I… no, he… he can definitely do it.” He still felt extremely uneasy.
Wei Yuanqing’s smile deepened. “That’s wonderful. I hope your source weapon maker can deliver the finished product as soon as possible.”
Yun Yingzhi hesitated, unsure of himself. “I… I’ll… I’ll urge him?”
Wei Yuanqing was decisive and transferred the money directly to Yun Yingzhi. When Yun Yingzhi saw the notification pop up in his account, his heart jumped. It was so much money! All the money! So much money! It was the first time he had ever seen such a massive sum. For a moment, he even had the illusion that he would never have to work hard again.
The next moment, reality hit him. Thirty million sounded like a lot, but if he failed while making Wei Yuanqing’s source weapon, he might even have to pay out of pocket. He could only work harder.
Yu Feiwen and the others exchanged glances. Seeing how decisive Wei Yuanqing was, and comparing it to 30 million, they suddenly felt that the market price of a Level 5 source weapon—300,000 to one million—was actually very cheap. They didn’t say anything further and each sent money to Yun Yingzhi. Fansa Academy students from lower-ranking classes usually came from well-off families.
Yun Yingzhi saw the new inflow into his account, smiled, and small joyful flowers seemed to bloom around him. He looked extremely happy. In truth, he wasn’t very confident about making a Level 8 source weapon. But making Level 6 source weapons suitable for Yu Feiwen and the others? That was within his ability.
“Yingzhi, it seems like you really admire that source weapon maker,” Ji Xiaobo said.
Yun Yingzhi paused, slowly nodded, and blushed slightly. “Don’t worry. That source weapon maker is truly amazing. Our combat power will definitely improve significantly!” He started shamelessly praising himself.
“That’s something to look forward to,” Wei Yuanqing said with a smile in his voice.
The moment Wei Yuanqing spoke, Yun Yingzhi felt a huge weight of pressure. The little joyful flowers instantly disappeared. He would have to work even harder.
It was already late, and the group decided to leave. Wei Yuanqing led the five of them out of the Yaoming Battle Arena. On the way, they overheard someone say, “That Cute Little Battle Rabbit is really adorable!”
Yun Yingzhi, “…”
Wei Yuanqing and the other four paused in their steps and all turned to look at Yun Yingzhi.
Unlike ordinary customers, high-end VIPs at Yaoming Battle Arena could enter the VIP lounge directly through special channels. In this situation, Wei Yuanqing and the others—who had just fought five continuous battles—had no idea who today’s Star of the Arena was: Cute Little Battle Rabbit.
Though they didn’t know Cute Little Battle Rabbit, they did know that Yun Yingzhi’s second form was a small rabbit.
Yun Yingzhi avoided their gaze. “What are you all looking at me for?”
Yu Feiwen asked, “Yingzhi… are they talking about you?”
“Of course not!” Yun Yingzhi blushed and said loudly, then added, “Coincidentally, rabbits as a second form aren’t that rare, but the esper soldier in Yaoming Battle Arena today had a second form that looks a lot like mine.” Only one could be exactly the same—his own.
The four of them looked at Yun Yingzhi with meaningful eyes.
To make his story more convincing, Yun Yingzhi added, “Believe me, it really wasn’t me. That esper soldier… I heard… I heard…”
Wei Yuanqing prompted, “Hmm?”
Yun Yingzhi blurted out, “He’s a grade schooler!” His cheeks turned even redder.
Yu Feiwen said, “Oh, I see.”
“It’s the first time I’ve heard of a white rabbit-form esper soldier deliberately using their second form in combat,” Ji Xiaobo said, puzzled.
At that moment, another group walked past. One of them said to their companion, “Cute Little Battle Rabbit is so fierce and strong—three wins in a row. Their future record will only get better.”
Jing Haomiao exclaimed, “That little rabbit actually got three consecutive wins?”
Another bystander added, “And that new 5v5 team, the Carrot Team, lost five in a row. Even so, they’ve gathered quite a few fans in a short time. I’ll check out their battle replays.”
“Five losses and they already have fans? Those fans probably just want to see how many times this team can lose in a row.”
“Maybe they’ll break the record for the most consecutive losses in Yaoming Battle Arena.”
Yun Yingzhi, ”…”
The four Carrot Team members, ”…”
Everyone tacitly dropped the topic and quickened their pace back to Fansa Academy. Their return was simple: a space esper transported them back.
Before parting, Wei Yuanqing smiled at Yun Yingzhi and the others. His voice was gentle as he said, “Yingzhi and Yingzhi’s classmates… I think you all need special training. Don’t you agree?”
Under Wei Yuanqing’s intense gaze, Yu Feiwen and the others forced themselves to answer together, “I think so!”
Yun Yingzhi was a bit caught off guard and didn’t respond immediately.
Wei Yuanqing asked again, “Yingzhi, what do you think?”
Yun Yingzhi’s eyelid twitched. After a pause, he said, “I think so.”
Wei Yuanqing nodded. “Good. Then I’ll arrange it for you tomorrow.”
The four of them fled in embarrassment.
Back at the dorm, Yu Feiwen nervously said, “After five losses, I bet Senior Wei is angry. That’s why he wants to give us special training!”
“It’s all our fault for holding him back.”
The three started a new round of self-reflection. Even though Yun Yingzhi hadn’t fought, he found himself joining in under their influence.
After a moment, Yun Yingzhi comforted them, “Once my… friend makes the source weapons, we’ll be stronger!”
The three of them looked at Yun Yingzhi in unison. Their movements and expressions were synchronized, their faces complicated, and they nodded slowly.
After washing up, the four of them went about their own business. Suddenly, Yu Feiwen let out a startled exclamation. Yun Yingzhi, who was recording his source weapon inspirations for the day on his personal terminal, looked at Yu Feiwen with a puzzled expression.
After today’s battles in Yaoming Battle Arena, he had accumulated quite a few ideas: an esper source weapon to block the psychic waves of the Zerg Emperor, a Level 8 source weapon suitable for Wei Yuanqing, and Level 5 source weapons for his three roommates.
Each of his roommates had transferred a full payment of one million credits, almost the upper end of the market price for a Level 5 source weapon. Yun Yingzhi felt a little happy and wanted to manufacture these three relatively simple weapons as soon as possible.
Ji Xiaobo asked, “Feiwen, what’s up?”
Yu Feiwen looked at Yun Yingzhi. “It’s about that Cute Little Battle Rabbit from today’s Yaoming Battle Arena.”
Yun Yingzhi’s eyelids twitched, and his hand shook. His finger accidentally hit the delete key, instantly wiping the ideas he had just recorded. His heart sank, but he forced himself to stay calm and pressed the undo button, eyeing Yu Feiwen nervously. He had a very bad premonition.
Yu Feiwen continued, “Since he has the same second form as Yingzhi, I wanted to see how he fought, and then…”
Yun Yingzhi, “…”
Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao instantly grew curious. Yun Yingzhi pursed his lips into a thin line and silently shifted his gaze elsewhere.
Yu Feiwen exclaimed, “If it weren’t for the fact that our Yingzhi is really so… delicate…”
The word delicate immediately drew accusatory looks from Ji Xiaobo and Jing Haomiao. They were military academy students, and being called delicate was a heavy blow. What could sting more?
Yu Feiwen realized his mistake, paused, and clarified, “No, that’s not what I meant. I mean, our Yingzhi has a very good temper, polite and gentle, while the Cute Little Battle Rabbit at Yaoming Battle Arena is seriously aggressive, strong, and fights ruthlessly—completely different from Yingzhi!”
Yun Yingzhi thought, Was that a compliment or an insult? His cheeks burned. As the real Cute Little Battle Rabbit, his feelings were extremely complicated.
Ji Xiaobo said, “Really? I want to see it too.”
Jing Haomiao opened his personal terminal, and the projection displayed a little white rabbit standing on the Yaoming battle platform. Yun Yingzhi’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and his mind collapsed inwardly.
Jing Haomiao glanced at the projection, then at Yun Yingzhi. “If I didn’t watch this Cute Little Battle Rabbit fight, I’d swear it was you.”
Yun Yingzhi, “…”
The three roommates kept alternating their gaze between the projection and Yun Yingzhi, back and forth, again and again. Yun Yingzhi pressed his hands against his eyes that were twitching even more.
After a moment, he said, “It’s not me! Really!”
Yu Feiwen responded, “Huh?”
Ji Xiaobo responded, “Hmm?”
Jing Haomiao responded, “Oh?”
Yun Yingzhi, “…” Finally, he added, “Stop watching. Go to sleep—morning training is coming soon.”
Meanwhile, on Jing Haomiao’s projection, the little rabbit in the arena had already started spinning in circles after a successful sprint. Yun Yingzhi thought if he could turn back time, he would never have gone to Yaoming Battle Arena.
He sniffled and continued to struggle, “It’s already very late.”
Yu Feiwen said, “Wait, I want to watch all the videos of Cute Little Battle Rabbit first before sleeping. His fighting style is ruthless but cute—definitely a grade schooler.”
Yun Yingzhi, “…”
Jing Haomiao said sincerely, “This kid’s second form is so cute and strong, he’s definitely going to become a sensation! Maybe even spark an online thread!”
“Let’s download all his fight videos first. They’re the kid’s dark history. If his parents contact Yaoming Battle Arena to restrict the videos, we won’t be able to watch them anymore.”
Yun Yingzhi thought these roommates really had foresight—they knew to download first.
Actually… he had said “I heard he’s a grade schooler,” but the height on the battle platform clearly didn’t match a kid’s. Should he still call him a little kid? He scowled and immediately sent an email to Yaoming Battle Arena, demanding that all videos of his own fights be removed.
Yu Feiwen and the others watched all three battles of Cute Little Battle Rabbit, completely forgetting the shame of their five consecutive losses. After finishing, they lay down and went to sleep.
Yun Yingzhi, initially anxious and reflective, couldn’t sleep at first. Later, exhausted, he drifted off.
The alarm rang, and the four of them sluggishly got up for morning training at the academy gym, starting their day. Yun Yingzhi was drowsy the entire time, several times dozing off openly during class. His teacher scolded him, but since the teacher was unusually lenient, Yun Yingzhi avoided punishment.
At four in the afternoon, they had no classes. After lunch, they decided to head back to the dorm for some rest. On the way, they received a private message from Wei Yuanqing, asking them to come to the training hall. The four exchanged glances. Exhausted as they were, they dared not refuse.
On the bright side, normally it was very hard to get guidance from a senior like Wei Yuanqing. Now, he was willing to teach them—it was a huge opportunity. Coincidentally, on the way to the training hall, they ran into Huai Boshe and Yun Yingyao.
Yun Yingyao, cold as ever, saw Yun Yingzhi and nodded coolly—just a polite greeting.
Huai Boshe smiled at Yun Yingzhi, called his name, and didn’t seem to hold any grudges about previous conflicts. He said, “See you next time,” and casually left with Yun Yingyao.
Yun Yingzhi frowned. If he wasn’t aware of his own weakness, he really wanted to blast Huai Boshe with twelve energy cannons. No, twelve wasn’t enough—he wanted twenty-four. Yu Feiwen and the others muttered complaints about Huai Boshe. Yun Yingzhi nodded in agreement, joining in.
After a pause, Jing Haomiao said, “Not sure if it’s just me, but Huai Boshe and Yingzhi’s sister seem awfully close these past few days.”
Yun Yingzhi, initially very tired, suddenly became alert after seeing Huai Boshe. He said, “He likes A-Yao.”
The three roommates all looked at Yun Yingzhi.
Yun Yingzhi found their gazes a little strange and asked, “Why are you all looking at me like that?”
Jing Haomiao said, “I used to think Huai Boshe liked you.”
Yun Yingzhi thought he himself used to think that way too.
Yu Feiwen added, “In the past, when we walked with you, Huai Boshe glared at us.”
Jing Haomiao nodded. Yun Yingzhi pressed his lips into a straight line.
Ji Xiaobo, ever blunt, said, “Honestly, on the surface, Huai Boshe and Yun Yingyao do seem to make a good pair.”
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