Thousand-Person Ruler's Personal Opinion

"…I agree with the person upstairs!"

Anqi placed her cup down, then cupped her face with both hands, lamenting her pitiable life, surrounded by beauties but unable to indulge.

"Sigh…"

"Hm? Anqi, what are you sighing about?"

Raiden Mei, who was simmering soup, turned her head and asked with a picturesque smile.

Anqi casually picked up a knife, assisting with the ingredients on the cutting board, and said with a blank expression:

"That person is super strong, with no weaknesses."

"That… ah, you mean the class monitor? I heard from Kiana that you've been observing her secretly these past few days. What's the reason?"

"To learn, to defeat, to get revenge!"

"Pfft! You're still holding a grudge about being knocked out and brought back by the class monitor back then?"

Raiden Mei tried her best to hold back her laughter, but in the end, she couldn't help but let out a chuckle, looking at Anqi with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Anqi raised the gleaming kitchen knife. Its smooth, cold blade reflected a pair of purple eyes filled with seriousness.

Then, Anqi tugged at Raiden Mei's apron, tilted her head back, bit her soft pink lips, and blinked her large, watery purple eyes. She then pleaded softly in a monotone voice, imitating Bronya:

"Help me, please."

Thump!

Raiden Mei clutched her chest. After three seconds of breathlessness, she resolutely nodded:

"Leave everything to me! As a daughter of the Raiden family, I always keep my word. I will definitely help you achieve your wish!"

Chapter Sixteen: Rnm! It's a Titan!

"So, that's how it is. Little Anqi might have had too many bad experiences in the past, which is why she's so vengeful. But even so, she's a good child. Class monitor, could you do me a favor and spar with her… Please go easy on her and don't hurt her, I'm begging you!"

Raiden Mei clasped her hands together and bowed ninety degrees in front of Fu Hua, showing the utmost sincerity and pleading.

Kiana and Bronya, standing on either side, immediately bowed in the same manner.

"I don't know why, but since Mei asked, I'll ask you too, class monitor!"

"Bronya will find a way to repay the class monitor later. Please!"

Facing the sincere requests of the Three Great Families, Fu Hua scratched her cheek, unsure how to respond for a moment.

Actually, Fu Hua didn't object to sparring to settle old scores.

However, she instinctively felt that things might not be that simple.

While hesitating, Fu Hua's ahoge suddenly stood on end, and she felt goosebumps rise – the familiar feeling of being intensely watched had returned.

Fu Hua subconsciously turned her head to look at the trees beside her. As expected, she saw Anqi hiding behind a tree, peeking out with half her head, watching her with an intense emotion that was impossible to understand.

"Fine! I accept. Let's do it now!"

Fu Hua said decisively.

Whether it was sparring or apologizing, or apologizing after sparring, anything to stop Anqi from staring at her like this every day!

"Hooray!" x3

Raiden Mei and Bronya high-fived in celebration of helping Anqi. Kiana didn't know what was going on, but that didn't stop her from celebrating along.

Everyone then shifted their gaze to Anqi, who was hiding nearby.

At this moment, Anqi had stopped staring at Fu Hua.

A butterfly had slowly fluttered past her eyes.

Anqi subconsciously focused her attention on the butterfly's beautifully patterned wings, watching and watching… When she came to her senses, she had fallen at the feet of Fu Hua and the others, her hands cupped together, catching the pretty little butterfly.

"I... I'm collecting specimens."

Anqi knelt with her back straight, speaking with a solemn expression. Apart from her flushed cheeks, it was a rather convincing explanation.

Of course, Anqi knew no one would believe her.

So, she released the butterfly, patted her tights, and stood up. Then, pointing at Fu Hua with one hand, her face flushed but her expression serious and earnest, she declared:

"Let's duel!"

"Acting on impulse is not what a Valkyrie should do, but this time, I accept your request."

Fu Hua pushed up her glasses and responded with equal seriousness.

The training grounds on the rest day didn't seem too empty. After all, Valkyries bore honor and were close to death, so there was no shortage of students with a sense of urgency.

However, one area had suddenly become empty. The crowd had been drawn to a dueling circle, observing the rare sight of a duel between freshmen.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

The duel horn had already been blown. Anqi's figure moved like a cat, fast and agile, darting and weaving around Fu Hua. Her punches easily tore through the air with a loud roar.

Fu Hua calmly instructed, her stance as stable as a mountain. Each move was precise, perfectly deflecting Anqi's punches and kicks. She remained steady like a roly-poly toy, swaying but never falling.

"Hey, isn't that Fu Hua? She's really famous among the new students! Amazing, her martial arts foundation seems so deep. Truly worthy of being from Shenzhou!"

"The other one isn't bad either, you know. Look at that speed and power. Good heavens, she'll at least be an A-rank in the future!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The hushed whispers of the onlookers couldn't affect the movements of the two combatants. Punches and kicks landed with the speed of lightning and the sound of thunder.

Anqi knew that after building up to this point, she had finally caught Fu Hua's attention. The outcome of this battle was not important; what mattered was showcasing her talent and effort. Whether she could learn a few genuine techniques from the High Immortal in the future depended on her performance today!

"Take this!"

Anqi used a power-up technique she had developed. From behind Fu Hua, she threw a punch as fast as lightning. Her muscles vibrated, channeling explosive Honkai Energy. This punch contained the power accumulated by thirty Thousand-Person Rulers over a week...

Wait a minute!

Stop! Stop quickly!

Anqi acted as instructed, her face instantly turning pale.

As a master of close-quarters combat, Fu Hua could naturally discern the immense power of this move.

Similarly, she could also see how reckless it was!

Fu Hua's eyes sharpened. Her hands were already prepared to grab Anqi's wrist and use the explosive force to slam Anqi to the ground.

But to her surprise, Anqi's fist stopped in mid-air.

"Bang!"

A sound of flesh tearing echoed. Anqi's right arm, which had stopped mid-punch, suddenly burst into a mist of blood, splashing a large area of the surrounding ground.

Fu Hua watched as Anqi, covered in blood, collapsed to the ground. She was then quickly carried away by a panicked and anxious Raiden Mei, Kiana, and Bronya.

Then, Fu Hua removed her blood-spattered glasses, feeling that her face must also be covered in Anqi's bloodstains.

"That child... she was afraid of hurting me, wasn't she?"

Fu Hua sighed with a complex mix of emotions.

Initially, she hadn't felt anything particular about Anqi. She was just an ordinary mission target, at most feeling a slight anticipation for a junior warrior after enrollment.

But now, she felt she absolutely had to pay close attention to her.

Before that, she should go to the infirmary. Hopefully, stopping such a reckless move midway wouldn't affect her future.

"Wow, this should have significantly boosted my favorability with the High Immortal, right?"

In a quiet and elegant villa, the young lady Anqi lay on the sofa, browsing private jet order information on her phone. Her beautiful jade-like legs swayed leisurely as she muttered to herself.

Phew! That was a close call!

That punch, although it was the result of our week of messing around, had decent power. But it definitely wouldn't have been useful against the High Immortal.

Whether I unleashed it and was seen as reckless and uncaring towards classmates, or if the High Immortal was forced to feign injury or something, it would have lowered my favorability either way.

It's better this way. Talented, hardworking, and restraining myself to protect a classmate... I don't believe the High Immortal would casually brush us off if we ask for guidance in the future with this kind of exemplary student behavior!

Sigh! If only I could learn Taixu Sword Qi. According to the lore, it's a martial art that doesn't rely on the body's Honkai Energy storage capabilities, and it could completely increase our individual damage output ceiling.

I think the most important part is the mental cultivation secret within it. If it can improve mental willpower, perhaps the number of my clones could be expanded.

One step at a time. A tall building is built from the ground up. We've only just enrolled!

Young lady Anqi nodded frequently at her own analysis, occasionally switching web pages as she diligently searched for a luxurious private jet suitable for her world travels.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

"Speaking of which, according to 'the brothers' plan,' that old man is supposed to be having a family reunion tonight, right? Strange, there's no news yet..."

"Buzz!"

A noise like electronic mechanical interference echoed in the room.

Anqi's swaying legs froze. She stiffly turned her head to the side.

There, a large, heavy, dark gray mechanical creation stood in the center of the living room. Purplish-red light flowed through the gaps in its body, showcasing the majesty and beauty of the Techno-God Cult everywhere.

At this moment, it was staring at Anqi with its purplish-red electronic single eye, unmoving.

Damn it! It's a Titan!!

Chapter 17: Anqi's Quick Thinking

First, I haven't offended Anti-Entropy!

I understand, I understand.

Second, I really haven't offended Anti-Entropy!

That's right, that's right.

Finally, I really didn't fucking offend you guys at Anti-Entropy!

Shut up! Calm down first!

In reality, the young lady Anqi's expression was stiff as she stared motionlessly at the Titan mecha beside her, which was equally still.

The Anqis in the theater took a collective deep breath. After calming down, they quickly began to discuss:

"First, judging by the paint job, it's neither Sky Father nor Godfather. It's just a standard issue Titan mecha."

"Then the situation is likely the same as Kiana's last time. It's not that they discovered we're Herrschers, but that we've stirred up trouble somewhere we shouldn't have."

"However, even if the young lady's constitution is trash, she's still one of the Thousand-Person Rulers. A regular Titan shouldn't be too difficult to dismantle."

"We can't dismantle it!"

"Exactly. Not only would it be difficult to explain the young lady's combat power, but it would also likely attract more attention from Anti-Entropy. Don't invite unnecessary risks."

"Let's play it by ear. As long as they don't want our corpses or want to dissect us... as long as it's nothing that could expose our Herrscher identities, we can toy with it and see what kind of mess this is this time."

In just a few seconds, dozens of thought processes simultaneously completed their brainstorming, delivering the decision to the Anqi in reality.

Thus, the young lady Anqi sat up from the sofa, her fair and tender bare feet stepping onto the soft plush carpet. She lifted her skirt, bent her knees, and bowed elegantly like a noblewoman, then said with a smile as bright as a flower:

"Unknown guest, visiting late at night, is there anything I can help you with, honored sir?"

"Click! Click-clack!"

The Titan was speechless. Instead, it raised its heavy, sturdy mechanical arm, which looked like it could crush Anqi into a meat patty in an instant. Its fingers contorted and transformed, extending a black and gold cannon barrel far larger than a human head. Purple-red energy rapidly gathered at the muzzle.

"!"

Anqi maintained her pose of lifting her skirt and smiling, but her pupils contracted slightly.

Dying would leave behind a core, directly exposing her Herrscher identity.

Therefore, if they truly intended to kill her, she would have to dismantle this Titan, eliminate all related individuals as much as possible, thoroughly bury all traces of the young lady, and sink back into darkness once more.

"Please reconsider, honored sir. I believe I still possess some value worth examining."