Chapter 40

As if he hadn't seen the mess the person before him had made.

Right, what did trouble caused by people from Silver Dragon have to do with his Golden Wing Camp?

Xu Qingran paused briefly.

Then he turned back and gave the man with the squawking voice another vicious kick in the face before nodding. "I'm done."

As he left with a box of belongings in his arms, he could still hear the man shouting hoarsely, "My nose! I just had my nose done!!!"

The car was quiet on the flight to Grandis University's main campus.

Shen Tingyu didn't ask what had happened at the branch campus, and Xu Qingran didn't volunteer an explanation. The atmosphere was unusually peaceful.

Both of them had come to the main campus for the military academy's administrative office.

A new batch of elites who had graduated from the military academy had just joined Shen Tingyu's command, and he needed to submit their records and review information for processing. Xu Qingran's business was much simpler. He registered his ID, soul palm print, and other information, submitted materials from the high school he had graduated from, confirmed the supplementary information related to his invitation, and picked up his military academy entry card. That took care of everything.

Before leaving, Xu Qingran made a point of asking Shen Tingyu where the medical school's administrative office was.

A young woman sat at the counter by the entrance.

Xu Qingran placed a stack of transcripts he had retrieved from the branch campus in front of her.

The young woman looked up in confusion.

He asked, "Do you have a voice recorder?"

The young woman didn't understand why, but she took a flat, round device from a drawer and handed it to him.

Xu Qingran accepted it and said, "Give these to your dean and that professor named Lu Wennian."

"I don't mean anything else by it. I just want them to know whether Xu Qingran needs to cheat to get into a mere medical school."

With that, he pressed the recorder in his hand and sneered. "Professor Lu Wennian, your eyes are as worthless as if they'd been smeared with shit. Even a dog might find them too disgusting to eat if they were thrown to one."

"Of course, what I'd rather say is that your brain, which can't think properly, doesn't seem fit for you to go on misleading students as a professor either. I hope to hear about your resignation soon."

Once he had said his piece, he stopped the recording and placed the small recorder on top of the stack of transcripts, while the young woman behind the counter stared dumbfounded.

He even said politely, "Please give them this too. Thank you."

He seemed like a completely different person from the one who had just cursed out Lu Wennian.

"..."

The system was gradually starting to feel like giving up on building a kind persona for its host.

And when it looked at their conquest target, Shen Tingyu, he was merely watching silently from the side, wearing a faint, ambiguous smile. The system couldn't guess what he was thinking at all, and it was practically frantic.

What if the target thinks my host is too fierce and crazy, and his impression of him takes a huge hit?!

Xu Qingran wasn't thinking about that at all. Having done what he wanted, he said to Shen Tingyu without a hint of hesitation, "I don't have anything else to do. What about you?"

Shen Tingyu glanced at him and chuckled. "Neither do I."

They agreed to go home.

Xu Qingran had to admit that, in a way, he was quite envious of the depth of Shen Tingyu's Spiritual Pool. The round trip took several days, and Shen Tingyu had to drive, yet he barely needed any rest.

Xu Qingran tried to hold out for a few days, but on the last day of the return trip, he chose to compromise, curling up in the spacious seat and closing his eyes to rest.

But he was in unfamiliar surroundings, so he slept lightly, and the slightest disturbance would bring him back to awareness.

At one point during the quiet journey, he happened to open his eyes a crack. The man in the driver's seat was staring straight ahead, his eyes carrying a bone-chilling coldness, like a frigid pool. There was no trace of a smile on his lips, and he looked ruthlessly indifferent, even seeming troubled by something unknown.

He quickly closed his eyes again.

In a daze, he thought that this man really did have two faces.

After Xu Qingran returned home with Shen Tingyu, they went back to their separate lives.

He continued training his body, striving to bring his physique back up to the level it had been in his previous life. Shen Tingyu spent most of his time in the study dealing with his own affairs. They generally saw each other only at the dinner table, and their trip together hadn't brought them into any more contact.

The system silently counted down the days remaining in Shen Tingyu's limited holiday, and on the night before he returned to work, it finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Xu Qingran had changed into his pajamas and was lying in bed, ready to sleep, when the system slapped the secret manual it had compiled from various sources right in front of him. "Host, the conquest mission! The conquest mission!"

The person in bed remained unmoved.

It could only give him another nudge. "Do you still remember your supernatural ability by the shores of Daming Lake?"

Sure enough, those words worked.

Xu Qingran was deeply reluctant, but after being reminded of his supernatural ability, he opened his eyes.

Then, as if marching to his death, he opened the system's so-called secret manual about a romantic young uncle.

The title on the first page was explosive.

[Climb into his bed.]

The pretty nephew's wife must use his good looks to his advantage, take the initiative, and seduce his handsome young uncle!

Xu Qingran's face darkened. "Where on earth did you find all this nonsense?"

What was Shen Tingyu, anyway?

If anyone was climbing into bed, he should be the one to come on his own!

Meanwhile, in the study on the second floor, where the lights were still on.

Shen Tingyu stood before a dark metal cabinet in the corner. After unlocking it with his palm print, he opened the door.

His grip on the handle tightened slightly as he stared gloomily at the two doses lying inside for a long time. At last, his expression impassive, he took one out.

He didn't use it immediately. Instead, he made a call on his personal communicator.

The call connected a few seconds later, and a clear male voice rang out. "Hello? My sister's training a dog. What do you need her for so late?"

"Xie Nanjun, tell your sister to prepare another batch of inhibitors for me."

Chapter 19: Trauma

There was silence on the other end of the call for a few seconds.

Then Xie Nanjun's voice rose. "Didn't she give you some just six months ago?!"

"Six whole doses! They used to last you a year! At the very beginning, even one dose was enough for a year!"