Chapter 18
Wen Yuxiao was actually intrigued by the wealthy businessman's words. Seeing his nonchalant expression, "Nothing special," she asked, "Hearing what you said, are you considered a capable fighter among the Zerg?"
Upon hearing this, the King Insect changed his sitting posture to a more elegant and reserved one, now showing some humility: "Not bad."
She looked him up and down, not knowing what this "okay" meant. She originally thought that because of his flamboyant personality, he would say "No one can match me" and mock him. Now it seems that although he is arrogant, he also recognizes the facts.
Terminal, standing by, tried to remind the Queen that this guy was being too good. Aside from the two overlords in the military, who possessed maxed-out combat power, only Shadow's perfect sneak attack could defeat him. Furthermore, this guy wasn't just known for his martial prowess, but for his unparalleled business acumen.
It's rare to see someone so modest. He added that this was just to win people's favor, so the artificial intelligence stopped talking.
"Who is this person then?" Wen Yuxiao pointed at the young man who was his assistant. "He looks so familiar."
"It's me, oh, it's me!" Seeing that it was finally noticed, the terminal waved its robotic arm happily, and even its electronic virtual image came out, turning into a little boy who looked like the lively boy on the screen and clung to her knees.
Wen Yuxiao fell silent, thinking of the years when the artificial intelligence in front of him had been playing with bionic people, and felt that this was probably true.
"This is the android that looks most like me. I thought Your Highness might like it, so I brought it here." The little boy looked up at her sincerely with a pair of moist puppy eyes, acting cute and coquettish: "Then Your Highness can touch me more often."
Snap—the avatar twisted and distorted, as if something had malfunctioned, and suddenly disappeared. Wen Yuxiao turned her head, and the culprit had just withdrawn his hand from the dangling camera. He showed no sign of embarrassment at being caught red-handed, and instead smiled at her: "My hands are shaking."
Just how much shaking does one have to do to crush a camera made of high-strength, fireproof and waterproof material with bare hands? She suddenly understood the truth that the terminal didn't say out loud: monsters are always monsters, and you should never underestimate their strength.
Despite the wealthy businessman's pleas to stay, even offering his body, his seductive eyes, and his pajamas that intentionally or unintentionally revealed his shoulders, the silver-haired beauty lifted her hair with her slender, bony fingers, a seductive look flickering between her gorgeous brows. With a blushing face, she leaned against the door and begged her to stay for one night.
In order to avoid the trouble of explaining to his roommates the next day why he did not return home all night, Wen Yuxiao resolutely struck the electronic wooden fish in his mind, chanting "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form" and left.
Still feeling sorry for his camera that had been smashed into pieces, the terminal silently complained: "Old and ugly."
It accurately hit the sore spot of the unhappy Overlord, and for the umpteenth time, the AI battled the Zerg, and a crazy showdown between the two verbal attacks began.
But Wen Yuxiao had never expected to encounter a scholar so soon. Honestly, the person she least wanted to meet was probably this strict teacher. She respected and admired all knowledgeable and cultured people, and felt somewhat inferior about her average intelligence, fearing that others would look down on her. If she hadn't been stopped by someone when they met, she would have definitely run away.
It was the next morning. College students who didn't get up early should have slept soundly, but Wen Yuxiao was already half a worker. Holding a cheap and convenient nutritional supplement in his mouth, he walked out of the school listlessly.
An Xiaoya has taken leave for the past three days. It's a special period for an omega, and she is still lying in the dormitory.
She had no choice but to go to the beverage store alone. While walking on the road, she did not forget to use the communicator to check the recent hot events. Unexpectedly, the King Insect who came for academic exchanges dominated the list. Some praised his good looks, and some praised his achievements in the academic world. Not a single jargon was heard. They agreed to be anti-insect factions together, what a traitor!
Not far away, a group of school leaders in suits and ties came towards us. They had round beer bellies and slightly sparse hair. They were dressed very seriously and formally. I had no idea which big leader was surrounded by them.
"Classmate," Wen Yuxiao was sure the person was calling her, because there was no one else on the street except her, "Come here."
A school leader waved at her. She walked over, cursing her bad luck. She gave a dry smile to the leaders, whom she only saw at opening ceremonies or major school events, and politely greeted them, "Hello, teachers. What can I do for you?"
Like Moses parting the sea, the leaders collectively stepped aside, revealing a tall man standing in the center of the circle. He had an indifferent expression and a pair of golden eyes that frightened her.
She knew it!!! Wen Yuxiao roared frantically in her heart, pretending to be surprised and astonished: "Wow! It's Mr. Scholar!"
This inexperienced look gave them enough face and made the leaders very satisfied, and they nodded in agreement.
The King Insect, who had originally had an expressionless face, was also amused by her, or perhaps he wanted to smile when he saw her. His rosy thin lips curved into a gentle arc, and his bright golden eyes softened, as if he was no longer the aloof, serious and indifferent genius sought after by thousands of people, but had really become a gentle and easy-going teacher.
The school leaders were surprised at the changes in the king insect. They looked at each other for a moment, but were secretly amazed by each other's appearance and didn't know what to say.
The King Bug spoke first, slowing down his tone and asking, "How do you feel about this school?"
Wen Yuxiao glanced around at the people around him and felt that they probably had no intention of revealing his identity. He replied cautiously, "Very good. The food is good and the environment is nice too."
She couldn't say what was good about it. In fact, yesterday she was still complaining about the elevator that suddenly broke down on campus. She was trapped in a closed space with a group of classmates who were as unlucky as her, and joined everyone in cursing the school.
"Okay." Wang Chong smiled even more gently, curling his fingers twice, looking like he wanted to be closer to her so he could hold her hand. Without letting anyone see, he glanced at the robot that happened to pass by, pretending to be an artificially retarded person, and then he pulled out a gift box from somewhere and handed it to Wen Yuxiao.
"This is a little gift of random questions and answers," he explained.
With so many people watching, Wen Yuxiao could only bite the bullet and take it. He didn't open it on the spot, but bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Mr. Scholar. I'll be leaving now."
After saying that, she slipped away without a trace.
She kept the discreetly packaged black box in her pocket until she returned to the dormitory that night, taking it out and placing it on the table. Praying that it wasn't something earth-shattering, she reached out and opened the box.
...It turned out to be an ordinary pen.
The design is quite clever and exquisite, with beautiful carvings and designs. It feels cool to the touch, like a retro work of art, but no matter from which angle you look at it, it is of little use.
She casually uncapped the pen and took a piece of paper to write to test its performance. She didn't know where she touched, but the pen suddenly deformed and reassembled and transformed itself into a sharp silver dagger as she was stunned.
Fortunately, his roommates didn't notice this. Wen Yuxiao quickly found a bag to put the things in and sneaked back to bed.
Only with the cover of the bed curtain did she dare to take out the dagger. There was a movement on the communicator placed on the side. She picked it up and saw that it was a message sent from the terminal.
"That scholar is unreliable. He actually forgot the instructions. But it's easy to forget things when you get older."
"Your Highness, please press 1 to obtain the instruction manual."
Wen Yuxiao didn't doubt it and quickly replied: "111111."
The artificial intelligence began to teach her how to use the dagger, telling her that there were two buttons at the bottom. Pressing the white one would return it to its original state, and the red one was for heating, which made a lot of noise. Since she was probably in the dormitory now, it was not recommended to use it.
After turning back into a pen, she can unlock the carrying mode by holding both ends and bending them, and it will become a small accessory for her to wear on her body, and she can choose the style herself.
Then she locked the thing deep in her suitcase, along with the red button.
The things the Zerg give are really high-end, and the dangers are also really dangerous.
"Why didn't I see you today?" Wen Yuxiao got out of bed and returned to the chair, writing the homework that had to be handed in tomorrow, and asked casually.
"Today? Wait a minute, that guy's talk of going out for an inspection actually meant he was secretly going to meet His Highness! He actually chose a time when I was busy, ugh, so scheming!" As expected of the top-tier online surfer, the Zaun-level artificial intelligence, a long paragraph of words popped up on the screen.
"I went to the apartment today to receive and update data... and was beaten by a rich businessman. It hurts, wuwu (∧)" The cute emoticons are really adorable. Wen Yuxiao's mind popped up the little boy lying on her knees yesterday, and she racked her brains to say a few words of comfort.
After years of practice, she is still the pastry chef who can only "pat, touch and knead".
Fortunately, Terminal just wanted to talk to her and didn't care about her clumsy and boring words at all. He found many topics to chat with her until An Xiaoya lifted the bed curtain, panted, blushed, and climbed up from the bed bravely, and sat on the chair next to her.
"Are you okay?" Wen Yuxiao looked at her roommate, who was clearly not feeling well, and asked with concern. The roommate waved his hand and said, "The lot drawing will start soon. I'll get up and pray to the gods."
After saying that, she turned on her electronic device and searched for a faceless photo of a woman. She clasped her hands together devoutly and muttered, "May Her Majesty the Zerg Queen bless you..."
The current (and self-proclaimed temporary) Queen, who was watching her actions, fell silent.
It turned out that it was time to draw places for the lectures. Several roommates were ready for the event. Those who were into metaphysics were doing metaphysics, those who were forwarding koi fish were forwarding koi fish. One roommate came out of the bathroom just in time, saying that he had washed away all the bad luck and would definitely get a place in a while.
Wen Yuxiao looked at them, as if seeing herself playing the card drawing game back then. She had tried all of these, and still managed to eat the full guaranteed amount.
When the time came, the roommates fell to the ground after smoking, losing hope and lying on the bed like a dead fish that couldn't turn over. Outside the dormitory, there were ghost cries and wolf howls one after another. Soon, the European emperor who deserved to be hung up and beaten appeared on the campus forum.
An Xiaoya was in the midst of an emotional outburst, her eyes red and tears streaming. She pursed her lips in grievance and looked at Wen Yuxiao, the calmest person in the dormitory: "Did you win?"
Wen Yuxiao, who was asked this question, exited the page he hadn't even clicked on, and recalled his past experiences of failing miserably when drawing cards. He successfully feigned an expression of deep sorrow and replied, "Damn it... I didn't get it."
She thought the matter was over, but she didn't expect that the next day everyone was discussing who would get the spot that had not appeared for a long time. The other lucky ones were all tortured by everyone in the forum, but the last spot had not been claimed yet.
After reopening the lottery page, she broke out in a cold sweat. It seemed that other people's probability was 0.1%, while her probability was 100%.
This is no longer a lucky guy, this is a lucky guy.
Wen Yuxiao originally planned to wait until everyone had finished drawing and all the lucky winners appeared before drawing, but she didn't expect that everyone else was filling the card pool, waiting for her to get the guaranteed prize.
This doesn't seem to be a guarantee, it's an internal decision.
But the lie had already been told, and when the time came, she would suddenly have to tell her roommates, "Oh, sorry, I lied to you, I won the lottery." She could imagine how much hatred that scene would attract.
What should she do? Can she just leave this position vacant?
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