teach
"Might makes right" is Alina's motto throughout her elven life. After arriving in this world and having her magic sealed, she has been forced to think more and more.
Finally, Alina made a rash decision: either she should try to keep the little cutie close to her at night so they would be safe, or she should follow the little cutie's nighttime route to check for any dangers.
"Everyone arrived so early."
Alina called out to the six fluffy creatures, each occupying a corner.
At the same time, I habitually greet each of the furry creatures.
The only difference from the past is that today I spent an unusually long time in front of the tiger.
The tiger with its imposing black stripes was still full of energy today, seemingly without any pain. However, after Alina's extra careful observation, she noticed that the edges of its eyes, which were larger than a fist, were covered with tired red blood vessels.
It's just that the dark whites of the eyes don't show up as much color.
"Ha~"
As she watched, Alina couldn't help but let out a sleepy yawn.
After several days of sleep deprivation and without a proper afternoon nap yesterday, Alina was struggling to control her body's drowsy physical reactions.
Alina patted the tiger's thick head fur and thought to herself: Don't worry, I'll heal you today!
"Little cutie, come here for a hug."
Alina's voice was soft as she reached out, her target the fluffy cat ball that sat elegantly on a custom-made high chair.
Having long been used to being held by Alina, Chu Yanbing had no intention of dodging and skillfully wrapped himself around Alina's forearm.
Very stable.
"mua~ so good girl."
A warm, sweet scent spread from her forehead to her entire body, causing her snow-white earlobes to tremble uncomfortably. Suspicion welled up in Chu Yanbing's heart.
good?
This word is completely opposite to his human form or beast form, isn't it?
If it weren't for the sincerity in Alina's words, Chu Yanbing would have thought she was being sarcastic.
The pointed cat ears drooped forward unconsciously, the snow-white triangular ears seemingly trying to escape the shameful adjective by covering them, but he himself did not realize that the pleasure deep in his heart was still subconsciously swirling.
The familiar scent of snowflakes filled my nose, like ice and frost. One sip and it felt as if it traveled straight from my nasal cavity to my internal organs, its presence extremely strong.
Logically, she should be so familiar with this scent that it becomes second nature to her, and aside from exclaiming that it smells nice, she wouldn't pay much more attention to it.
After all, the elf and the cat sleep in the same room every night and are almost inseparable during the day. She has probably been "marinated" by the cat's unique scent.
But a knotted nerve in my mind was suddenly triggered.
"It feels so familiar," Alina thought.
I didn't smell it on the little cutie.
Where did I smell that before?
By the way, in the holographic world!
She felt something was off while taking a nap in the virtual world yesterday, and now she realizes it: the bed in the office smells almost exactly like Xiao Ke'ai!
so……
This little cutie truly deserves to be called the most beloved kitten. Judging from the scent concentration on the bed, it probably sleeps in the same bed with its owner every day as long as it's by their side!
The holographic world was so realistic; it even perfectly replicated the scent that a pet might leave behind. Alina couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
I picked up my breakfast, one in my left hand and one in my right, and with a feeling of eager anticipation, I unconsciously ate much faster.
Alina has been thinking about it ever since yesterday ended. It's been almost a whole day, and she's determined to have some fun on the training field today!
*
Hearing the sounds of fists colliding, Alina, the entire elf, was stunned.
Because of her ingrained way of thinking, she completely forgot one thing: in this world without magic, whether it's training or actual combat, everything relies on physical strength or mechs.
Mecha? All she knows right now is what it looks like; a physical body?
As a battle spirit, Alina's strength lies in magic; her physical abilities can only be described as agile. In this kind of hand-to-hand combat, without any training, she is completely outmatched.
Alina was stunned for a moment, but she quickly realized that this was a great opportunity—an opportunity to improve her combat power.
If she could achieve this level of physical combat, she would have an extra layer of protection the next time she encountered a situation where she had lost all her magic.
Moreover, this kind of battle has a different kind of exhilarating thrill.
Looking at Alina's starry eyes, as if even blinking was a waste of time, Chu Yanbing felt that his plan was correct and instantly wanted to lead her to his private training room.
The process of changing locations was a bit bumpy.
A dry, burning sensation came from her palm. Although Alina's mind was mostly focused on the battle in front of her, she immediately noticed the hand that was being held.
Because her boss looked cold and indifferent, Alina neither felt that he wanted to get close to her nor that he wanted to take advantage of her.
He simply asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
As she spoke, she calmly and naturally withdrew her hand.
It's not that I dislike it, it's just that I'm not used to it.
Suddenly finding themselves with nothing, their fingers unconsciously rubbed together, the veins on the back of their hands appearing and disappearing with the movement, revealing a subtle strength and beauty.
"Do you want to learn martial arts?" Chu Yanbing asked, her thin, crimson lips parting slightly.
"Fighting?"
"So this is called combat," Alina repeated, watching the one-on-one or one-on-several battles taking place on the training platform.
“I can teach you.”
Upon hearing this, Alina's starry eyes immediately fell on Chu Yanbing, and her voice rose excitedly at the end: "Really?"
Alina accepted the fact that she, as a member of the military, did not know how to fight and that her superiors did not suspect her.
The cards clearly stated that these virtual worlds were all customized for her.
She doesn't have the skills in real life, so of course she won't have them in the virtual world.
“Come with me,” Chu Yanbing said.
Not long after they arrived, Alina followed Chu Yanbing to a clean and somewhat empty training room. Before entering, she carefully checked the electronic sign that read "Marshal & Private Training Room".
The training room was slightly oval-shaped, with various new weapons displayed at one end, the names of which Alina couldn't recall. Each weapon gleamed with a cold luster.
Turning around, she saw a machine that looked very familiar.
Alina took a few steps forward and circled the machine twice. Before she could figure out what was going on, a cold male voice spoke up to explain.
"This is a holographic training pod. Would you like to try it?"
"Holographic..." No wonder.
"Not for now, thank you." Alina politely declined the other party's suggestion to "try it," after all, she was currently in the holographic world, and then she focused her attention on the weapon.
Seeing that Alina was focusing her attention on the weapons, Chu Yanbing thought for a moment and swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
The tailored military trousers accentuated the man's straight and powerful legs. Chu Yanbing took a few steps forward, his cold white fingertips brushing across the matte black energy gun. With a gentle flick of his index finger, the dark energy gun danced a dangerous dance on his fingertip due to inertia.
With a smooth and skillful flick of his thumb across the top of the gun, and a very faint "click," the training bullet streaked through the air like a burning meteorite, accurately hitting the furthest deformed three-dimensional target on the other side.
With a "bang," the target was instantly blown off its head.
God knows how Alina managed to figure out which was the head and which was the tail from that abnormally deformed object.
"Sir, I want to learn this!"
The allure of firearms is something only those who use them truly understand, not to mention that Alina's signature weapon is the bow and arrow, making this a perfect match for her.
"Okay, pick one you like." Chu Yanbing's deep, magnetic voice was tinged with a hint of doting affection that was hard to describe.
"Can I choose any of them?"
Alina's rosy eyes seemed to bloom with a flower called expectation.
"Yes, either is fine."
The captivating male voice exuded a strong sense of masculinity, but its sole audience was completely absorbed in the vast array of weapons before them.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"
Alina's voice rose at the end, subtly adding a touch of joy and excitement to her naturally cool and aloof tone.
It makes people feel happy just by hearing it.
Seeing the burning affection in the girl's eyes, Chu Yanbing blinked her warm, icy eyes, but her gaze involuntarily fell on the various firearms, and the temperature in her eyes suddenly dropped.
Even though he designed the plot, why do these things look so unpleasant?
"I've made my choice!"
A delicate pistol, entirely crimson and adorned with silver patterns, appeared in Alina's hand, its surface a blend of ice and flame, both intensely hot and chillingly cold.
"Okay, watch."
Having successfully attracted Alina's attention by making a sound, Chu Yanbing delivered a shooting demonstration that was so skillful it could be written into a textbook.
"Wow."
He's so handsome.
Alina was madly in love.
His eyes were glued to the opponent's fancy shooting moves, almost without blinking.
Chu Yanbing's movements became increasingly flashy, but his accuracy did not decrease at all. The deformed three-dimensional target was quickly riddled with holes and soon collapsed to the ground.
Following the girl's somewhat surprised gaze, Chu Yanbing noticed the target he had smashed. His eyes darted away, and the cold-faced man pursed his dark lips uncomfortably.
"Okay, that concludes the demonstration. Now I'll slow down the movements so you can watch carefully."
Reluctantly retracting the peacock-spreading-the-tails demonstration, Chu Yanbing began to teach the most basic shooting movements in a serious manner, but without providing professional explanations.
Under the instructor's "diligent" and "excellent" teaching, Alina quickly learned the steps of firing a gun, although her posture still needed improvement.
"hiss."
Alina rubbed her shoulder with her free hand, and then tried to rub her sore right arm.
This weapon looks cool, but the recoil is indeed quite strong.
But why does the other person look so relaxed?
Is it simply because he is strong?
She always felt it wasn't just a matter of strength.
Having fought with her signature bow and arrow for many years, Alina's strength is only average, since her signature weapon doesn't have the drawback of requiring excessive effort to use.
She gently rubbed her shoulders, and two embarrassed blushes suddenly appeared on her cheeks. With so many people watching, how could she be so weak?
Feeling increasingly embarrassed, Alina became even more hesitant to relax her arms.
Driven by her competitive spirit, she had forgotten her strategy of feigning weakness.
Sensing Alina's discomfort, a sharp vertical line seemed to appear in Chu Yanbing's clear, icy eyes, and regret surfaced deep within them.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
