Chapter 240

"Do you want to try it?" Yan Ai gestured towards the box of armor next to him.

"Of course!" Xiao Cheng exchanged glances with the other players: "I can actually try out armor! What a great day!"

The armor that visitors could wear wasn't the one General Jin had worn before, but rather a replica specially made by Sijin Academy. These armors were stored in boxes by the wall, cleaned and polished daily, leaving them sparkling clean when taken out, unlike the armor on display that was covered in scars.

To make it easier for students to try on the armor, these suits were made of lighter materials than General Jin's original suits and were available in different sizes to accommodate students of all heights. Of course, not just any student could wear the armor; to qualify, they had to make significant academic progress, both in the civil and military fields.

"Why do you want a lighter one?" Xiao Cheng showed off his muscles: "Just give me the exact same one! I want to feel the power of General Jin!" After all, he has practiced martial arts, it would be a shame to the suffering he has endured if he doesn't use something more difficult!

"Okay, go and move it yourself." Every year there are students who have the same idea as Xiao Cheng. Yan Ai didn't find it surprising and just gestured to the corner: "It's that box. The material is the same as the original, only the size is different." There are one-to-one replicas, but most people can't carry them, and they still don't believe it.

"Hey, hey, ho ha..." After struggling with the box for a long time, Xiao Cheng finally moved it about three meters. Then she squatted on the ground and started panting heavily: "Damn! This is too heavy!" This is a miniature version of the armor. General Jin is worthy of being a general. She is really strong. She can fight on the battlefield wearing such armor! Her horse is also awesome. It can run with such a heavy person on its back!

"Do you want to give up?"

"don't want!"

"Okay, then you can wear it yourself?"

"Of course...just help me." Xiao Cheng replied dryly.

With the help of her teammates, Guan Shu and Bei Qiao, the players who issued the quest, Xiao Cheng put on the heavy armor piece by piece. As the weight increased, her body began to tremble. If there was no one supporting her, she felt like she would kneel down.

"Are you okay?" Bei Qiao picked up the helmet and looked at Xiao Cheng who was gradually becoming exhausted. He inexplicably felt like he was playing Jenga.

"...Okay, I'm fine!" Xiao Cheng tried to straighten his back and hold his head high, his expression as resolute as when he'd taken the collective oath: "Wear it!" Putting on armor is so hard, is it harder than getting rich? We've made it this far, is there just one last step left?

Carrying the tens of kilograms of weight, Xiao Cheng donned her helmet and walked around the room with a look of effort and pride. Feeling unsatisfied, she, with Bei Qiao's help, wielded her weapon a few times in a formal manner. Xiao Cheng felt a little disappointed that photography was forbidden in this otherworldly world. Although online costume-changing photography had long been possible in real life, how could it possibly compare to wearing the real thing?

Yan Ai had tried armor since arriving at Sijin Academy, but it wasn't new to her anymore. Seeing Xiao Cheng running out of energy, she immediately stepped forward to take the weapon and carefully put it back in the box.

"Oh, you don't trust me so much?" Xiao Cheng leaned against the wall and curled his lips, pretending to be angry: I'm so tired, I have to stretch quickly when I get home, otherwise I will suffer when I wake up the next morning.

"If I smash a hole in the ground, will you be responsible for repairing it?" Yan Ai pretended to take out his weapon again, which scared Xiao Cheng so much that he waved his hands vigorously: "No, no... Well, I mean, I will try my best to handle it with care." In reality, there are self-service repair tools that even a fool can use, but those things can't be brought to the other world! Just like the stove in the other world, the fire is difficult to adjust. Some chefs who want to resume their old business in the other world basically have to hire a local stoker for a while.

Having had enough of the general's urge, Xiao Cheng began to take off his armor. Bei Qiao took the medium-sized heavy armor handed to him by Guan Shu and began to put it on herself. Compared to Xiao Cheng, she seemed to be much more comfortable putting on the armor, and she didn't need anyone's help.

Picking up a replica weapon from the rack by the wall, Bei Qiao dodged the others and danced with her long sword in the open space for a while. Standard weapons weren't particularly easy for her to wield, but through her persistent practice, she had become adept with other weapons. The long sword whistled as it danced with Bei Qiao's movements, awe-inspiring.

"Not bad!" Yan Ai nodded very politely: With this skill, he can already exchange more than ten moves with the martial arts teacher in the academy, but I don't know what his internal strength level is.

"Could it be that talent depends on looks?" After Bei Qiao put the long sword back on the weapon rack, Xiao Cheng, who had taken off his armor, immediately came over and circled around her: "It's okay to lack strength, but why are my skills also worse than yours?" Why are other people so handsome when they wield swords? Comparison is the thief of joy!

"Maybe it's because of the hard training every day." Bei Qiao took off his helmet and handed it to Guan Shu.

"I am also very perseverant!" Xiao Cheng wiped the sweat from his face, held his cheeks with both hands, and looked at Bei Qiao enviously: "Look at this strength, these muscles, this head... Wait a minute, Xiao Ai Ai, did you say this is a medium size?" After gesturing at Bei Qiao's height, Xiao Cheng turned around and looked at Yan Ai: Such a tall person, is wearing a medium size?

"That's right. There are three sets in total, small, medium and large. The small one is the one you just wore, the medium one is the one she is wearing, and the large one is that one. It is a one-to-one replica of General Jin's armor, and very few people can wear it." Yan Ai gestured towards the armor on display in the room: "Even if a short person can hold up his strength, it will not look good in him." It may even look funny.

"I see..." Xiao Cheng turned his head to look at the armor he had touched several times just now: "It turns out that General Jin is a two-meter-tall female warrior... Hey, hey, hey, this is actually a replica?!"

Yan Ai shrugged: "Who else would put cultural relics in the hall? Waiting for thieves to steal them? That is the armor worn by a general who has been on the battlefield and inspired the military spirit. If it was just left outside, it would have been stolen long ago. Even though it is a replica, it has been stolen several times." Some people just don't believe that this armor is a replica, which is so annoying!

"Damn, those thieves are so wicked! That's the relic that General Jin left for the academy!"

"Who says it isn't?"

"Isn't it a serious crime to privately store armor?" Bei Qiao felt that the thief was a bit bold. Sijin Academy was able to store armor because of the special case of General Jin. Others might not be qualified to privately store armor.

"It's a serious crime, but the armor may not remain in their hands. There are still many people in this world who are qualified to keep the armor." Yan Ai sneered with his arms crossed: I met a few dandies during the years of studying abroad, and the armor they wore was so damn familiar!

Bei Qiao: “Oh…” I understand.

After trying on the armor, Xiao Cheng considered her trip to the General's Mansion complete, at least for her. As for Bei Qiao, she wasn't obsessed with visiting the academy, but walking through the academy, filled with the sound of reading, was quite enjoyable. She felt like she was drenched in vitality, and her spirits were lifted.

"Hey, every time I see others still attending classes while I don't have to study for exams, I feel so happy." Passing by a classroom where a class was in progress, Xiao Cheng put his arms behind his head and unconsciously began to jump up and down as he walked: "No matter how the education policy changes in the future, it has nothing to do with me!"

"You just graduated, right?" Guan Shu looked at Xiao Cheng with the eyes of an experienced person.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, you'll understand after a few more years of work." Once you've worked enough, you'll realize how comfortable life is in school.

"Huh?" Xiao Cheng smiled politely, but inside she was frantic: Who wants to be a social slave for years?! I'm going to take a gap year after saving enough money! No one can stop me from traveling the world!

After a brief tour of the public areas in Sijin College, before the students left get out of class, Bei Qiao and his three companions, led by Guan Shu, left Sijin College, carrying the reward for this mission - a complete set of Sijin College-related souvenirs.

"Brush, ink, paper, and inkstone...why is this brush so heavy?" Xiao Cheng pulled out a brush from his pocket and twisted it in his hand. "I feel like if I don't hold it firmly and it slips out of my hand, it could break someone's nose!"

"It can actually be used as a weapon." Guan Shu demonstrated on the spot the pen-spinning skills he had learned after entering the academy: "If I encounter an armed gangster, at least I won't be fighting with empty hands." Sijin Academy does not cultivate nerds. Every student will develop his or her own counterattack ability. The pen can be used for writing and painting, and it can also be used to hold a knife blade.

"Can't you use an inkstone to hit it?" Xiao Cheng felt that the inkstone was more lethal.

"Yes, any pen, ink, paper, and inkstone will do. It just depends on the cost and convenience." The means of dealing with the enemy depends on the environment at the time. In a critical moment, naturally, you will use whatever you have at hand.

Yan Ai was busy and couldn't come to see them off, so to appear more formal, the Vice President asked Guan Shu to row the three of them across the lake. Honghong, who had been worried about being taken away, was taken to the college gate by a teacher on a boat. Now she was just in time to go back with them on the boat.

Bei Qiao took Hong Hong by the hand and followed the others onto the boat. They stood at the bow to admire the surrounding scenery. When the boat reached the center of the lake, they saw Guan Shu suddenly put away the oars and made a very unhappy sound: "Tsk, here we go again!"

"Who is it?" Xiao Cheng followed her gaze and looked towards the other side of the lake: "Who is that guy hiding in the bushes? He looks like... a zodiac animal." She was not a person who liked to comment on other people's appearance, but the appearance of the man on the shore was really... people would believe that he was a rat. Both his appearance and demeanor were too wretched.

"His gaze is really uncomfortable, that kind of stare..."

"He seems to be planning to seize the boat and cross the lake?" Bei Qiao narrowed his eyes: it's not just his expression that's despicable about this person.