"Are you relieved now?"
Himeko's gaze shifted to March Seven's face, and she seemed to guess why March Seven had come to see her at this time.
"Ah..." Looking at Himeko's smiling face, March Seven felt so embarrassed he could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment:
"Himeko, don't overthink it... We're just here to borrow something, to borrow..."
March 7th paused for a moment, looked around Himeko's room, and finally pointed to the toiletries on the table.
"We're here to borrow some toiletries..."
Seeing March 7th's somewhat dazed expression, Himeko glanced at the pink toiletries bag in March 7th's hand.
"Oh~ what's that toiletry bag you're carrying? It looks like it's got everything you need." Himeko leaned closer to March 7 and said:
"You clearly care, but you just won't say it..."
"What?...Who cares?"
March 7th immediately wanted to escape the awkward situation; she felt that Himeko had seen so much that even the color of her underwear was being revealed.
"You don't care? Well, I do care." Himeko teased March Seven again, seemingly on purpose.
"After all, Zhou Xiao, the logistics officer, is a good cook, quite skilled, and handsome. Today I discovered he also has a talent for scientific research..."
Hearing Ji Zi's evaluation of Zhou Xiao, March 7 was taken aback at first, but then she saw the teasing smile on Ji Zi's face and immediately realized that Ji Zi was teasing her again.
"Himeko is naughty...she's joking again."
After saying that, she hurriedly fled the awkward scene, leaving Himeko silently leaning against the door frame, watching her retreating figure as she fled back to her room.
Are you kidding me?
But I think I'm telling the truth.
Himeko recalled the control core device she had just seen.
Although the device was rudimentary, its control programming and behavioral logic were quite sophisticated...
It's true that outstanding people tend to attract more members of the opposite sex.
If you're too slow on March 7th, someone else will probably take your place.
Wow, that's some serious hiding skills...
A glint of light flashed in Ji Zi's beautiful eyes; she was very curious to know just how many trump cards Zhou Xiao was hiding.
...
Your trump card is your lifeline...
Back in his room, Zhou Xiao looked at the low-spec control core in his hand and thought to himself.
After the experiment in Himeko's room, it was confirmed that the control core could indeed be driven by him, and it possessed a certain level of behavioral logic, understanding his basic commands...
Mechanical modification technology...
Creating your own Gundam is no longer a dream...
Zhou Xiao seemed to see "male romance" fighting in the universe.
It has to be a high-level lottery.
The goods are just hard...
Zhou Xiao tidied up the room briefly, wrote a short diary entry titled "A Serious Diary of a Not-So-Serious Person," and then turned off the lights and went to sleep at his usual bedtime.
The main focus is on self-discipline.
...
The next day.
After breakfast.
Train conductor Pam gathered everyone in the sightseeing carriage, preparing for the jump shuttle.
"Master, Master, what is jump travel?" Xingmei asked as soon as she sat down next to Zhou Xiao.
Since training with Zhou Xiao yesterday, the title has changed, so much so that when Xingmei called Zhou Xiao "Master" at breakfast today, everyone was quite surprised.
"this..."
Zhou Xiao paused for a moment upon hearing Xingmei's question.
To be honest, he really didn't want to be the guide for the newbies, since it was quite troublesome. When he first got on the train, he went straight to the think tank to learn about the Star Train's common knowledge.
“Well… you can ask Uncle Yang or Dan Heng.” Zhou Xiao replied.
His understanding of jumps was more like traveling through a wormhole... moving from one point to another, which consumed a lot of energy...
"So that's how it is..." After listening to Danheng's explanation, Xingmei nodded as if she understood but not quite.
...
Opposite the two of them was March 7th.
At this moment, March 7th looked like she hadn't slept well, with faint dark circles under her eyes. Her gaze first fell on Zhou Xiao, and then on Xingmei.
Is it really that attractive to girls?
March 7th pursed his lips.
After being teased by Ji Zi last night, she didn't sleep well at all. She could almost see Zhou Xiao surrounded by a group of girls when she closed her eyes.
Although Zhou Xiao is fairly good-looking, cooks quite well, and is also very skilled...
However, Zhou Xiao also has many shortcomings.
Take Lost Owl for example... and her sharp tongue... who else but March 7th could possibly contend with her?
Perhaps it was seeing the resentful look in March 7's eyes that Zhou Xiao suddenly remembered something.
"March 7th...come here."
Hearing Zhou Xiao's greeting, March 7th walked over reluctantly: "What?"
“I remember... you seem to owe me a month of leg massages and five days of kitchen help.”
If it weren't for March 7th keeping an eye on him, he would have completely forgotten...
"Leg massage? Now?"
"Otherwise, while we still have some time to prepare for the leap... hurry, hurry, hurry!" Zhou Xiao said.
"But I... but I didn't agree." March 7th thought back for a moment. She had tacitly agreed at the time, but she hadn't verbally agreed to Zhou Xiao's request.
"I saved your life..."
"I refuse to believe that without these conditions, you would stand by and watch such a beautiful young woman like me perish at the hands of the apocalyptic beast..."
"Yes..." Zhou Xiao replied decisively.
“...”
That sharp tongue... only confirmed March 7's inner thoughts.
Aside from her, no one could tolerate Zhou Xiao's foul mouth...
What a handsome guy! Why does he have a mouth?
March 7th inwardly complained, then squatted down to prepare to give Zhou Xiao a leg massage.
Just as March 7th was about to massage his legs, Train Conductor Pam wobbled into the sightseeing carriage, cleared his throat, and began:
"Passengers, please be seated. The train is about to perform a jump... Please prepare."
Upon hearing Pam's words, March 7th jumped up and exclaimed, "Great!"
I don't know if her "hello" was because she didn't need a leg massage, or something else...
"Master, what are you planning to do in March?" Xingmei asked Zhou Xiao, looking at March 7 standing in the center of the sightseeing car with an eager expression.
"Ah, it's a leap forward in tradition, the March 7th Stupid Show..." Zhou Xiao commented.
Having followed the train's leap several times before, Zhou Xiao was no longer surprised by March 7's behavior at this moment.
Every time I jumped, I tried to see if I could stand up and get through the jump... but every time I ended up falling face-first into the mud.
But March 7th didn't give up; on the contrary, they fought with increasing courage, which made it a must-see event for everyone on the train during their leaps...
"A dazed show?" Xingmei looked on with a puzzled yet impressive expression.
"The train is about to leap forward, five, four, three, two, one."
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