Li Pu saw that Mei finally changed her strategy, and she could not help feeling a little happy inside—precisely the sort of approach Li Pu wanted most.
She was not in a rush either, and finally managed to steady her footing and mindset with the momentum of her previous small victory, beginning to spar with Mei.
Otto, watching the battle from the side, paid attention to every single change on Li Pu's end, from the initial standoff to the blow-by-blow clashes.
She is growing so fast!
Otto crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, thinking: Her growth rate is much faster than I anticipated.
Pulling off a flawless sweep in a simulated battle was not all that difficult. Whether it was the Guard Honkai Evolved or the Ranger Honkai Evolved, both basic enemies had very obvious flaws.
These flaws were sluggish movement and monotonous attacks.
It was very easy to figure out the movement patterns of these two types of Honkai Evolved: lock-on, attack, evasion. There was practically nothing special about them.
Moreover, in terms of means of attack, the Guard Honkai Evolved only had a single swinging slash.
Aside from bow-and-arrow attacks, the Ranger Honkai Evolved had one additional close-quarters dagger counterattack.
Either one was very easy to puzzle out.
But people were different!
Neither flexibility nor tactical awareness could be compared to those two. Being able to sweep the floor in front of those guys did not necessarily mean she could do the same when facing Valkyries.
Of course, there might be counterexamples.
For instance, that fellow Siegfried was submissive and timid when facing the two types of Honkai Evolved.
Yet he threw heavy punches when sparring with Kiana.
Meanwhile, Li Pu seemed to follow this setting even more closely, sweeping the floor when facing the Honkai Evolved, but acting submissive and timid when facing Mei.
It could not quite be considered submissive and timid either; it was just that compared to her initial sweep, her current performance really was not very eye-catching.
She adapts very quickly!
Otto watched the fight closely and said, "However, that weapon... looks rather strange..."
Otto only felt that the long spear in Li Pu's hands was a bit peculiar. It was one thing for its appearance to be a bit peculiar, but this feeling was even more peculiar!
Setting aside where she got the weapon from in the first place, just look at the shape of this spear.
It really was quite rare.
This definitely isn't an ordinary weapon!
Otto quickly reached a conclusion.
No matter how one looked at it, this did not look like an ordinary weapon.
"Rita!" Otto said softly all of a sudden. "Go investigate for me! See what kind of spear Arthur is holding!"
He had never heard of someone in this life being able to casually pull out a weapon from their past life, though it was indeed possible to skillfully use a weapon from a past life in the present one.
"Yes, Lord Otto." Rita's figure appeared here like a ghost, and then vanished here like a ghost, without arousing anyone's attention.
Except for Fu Hua!
"Transfer student!" Himeko keenly noticed that Fu Hua was distracted!
This was an exceptional opportunity to instantly break the evenly matched stance of both sides.
Even if this was just a sparring drill.
Himeko had no intention of giving up this opportunity!
"You're distracted!"
Seizing this prime opportunity, she raised the heavy greatsword in her hand high and slashed downward. Fu Hua also reacted instantly, crossing her arms in front of herself to block.
But it was already too late!
Himeko used a greatsword, having followed a strength-based route from the very beginning.
Skills and whatnot were all empty! Powerful strength was the absolute truth for breaking through everything.
If you failed to strike down the enemy with a single sword, it could only mean your strength was insufficient!
A heavy slash came down and collided with Fu Hua's gauntlets, and this immense strength forcibly knocked Fu Hua—who had just recovered from her brief distraction and appeared caught off guard—flying out to land outside the arena.
"On the battlefield, your enemies won't be so merciful."
Himeko carried her greatsword on her shoulder and said, "You need to learn to concentrate, transfer student."
"Yes, I understand," Fu Hua said without arguing. "I'll work twice as hard."
"Mm." Himeko nodded.
She cast her gaze around the other training grounds.
She had to admit that among the new batch of Valkyries, only he was the most outstanding.
"Starting today, you'll be the class monitor of this group," Himeko said. "You need to make sure to urge your classmates to train diligently."
"In the future, the enemies you face won't show you mercy like today."
"I understand," Fu Hua said sincerely.
"Teacher Himeko."
Chapter Sixty-Seven: Your Armor, My Armor
Hehe~ It's a new day!
Waking up, washing her face, brushing her teeth—all done in one go.
Although today was the weekend, Li Pu had no intention of lingering in bed.
This was not to say she was especially self-disciplined or anything, but rather because today held a very important matter for her. Therefore, getting up early today was also quite necessary for her.
"Today's instant noodles can still have two eggs added."
Counting on her fingers, her salary would be paid in a couple of days. The bonus was coming down as well, so recently she could afford the great extravagance of adding two extra eggs to her instant noodles every time she cooked them.
Once the salary came down, it wouldn't just be a matter of adding two extra eggs!
She, Li Pu, could finally order takeout every single day!
Well, each time more extravagant than the last.
Breakfast was instant noodles with two eggs and a two-yuan-fifty-cent ham sausage. Adding a couple of leaves of lettuce and Shanghai bok choy for garnish could also be considered adding some fresh green vegetables.
Thus, such a bountiful and extravagant breakfast was completed.
She consumed it with a belly full of excitement.
Pulling open her wardrobe...
"Oh, come on..." Li Pu looked at the clothes inside the wardrobe, and her mood instantly soured as she said, "How come... they're all women's clothing?!"
"Oh... right, I bought these together with Kiana last time."
Li Pu suddenly figured it out.
She didn't have many clothes to begin with.
That was the honest truth! About two or three sets of winter clothes, and only one or two sets of summer clothes. After starting work, she got one formal suit and one work uniform, and after that, she had no other clothes.
However, her usual habits were also not very good, pulling things apart here and tossing them everywhere.
There were many times when she tried to find clothes to wear, only to find neither clean ones nor complete or matching sets. Either she couldn't find any clothes at all directly.
Naturally, this time was no exception.
But there was also an exception.
Namely, the women's clothing!
After buying them, she had hardly ever worn them. Once they were tidied up and put into the wardrobe, they had barely been touched. Therefore, the only clean sets left that could be worn outside were precisely these women's clothes...
"My word..." Li Pu looked at these clean and tidy women's clothes that she hadn't worn since buying them.
Then she looked at her own clothes, which were tossed everywhere and either too dirty to wear at all or unsuitable.
"I... have no clothes to wear!"
For the first time, Li Pu uttered words of the sort exclusive to girlfriends or girls.
Old East Hot Pot Restaurant.
A bald man with a broad build, square head, and large ears gazed with a profound expression at the red, thick broth in front of him. Was this chili? Was this chili? This... wasn't chili, right?
It looked like it was very spicy, but actually it was tomato broth, oh.
The bald man always felt a tiny, tiny bit of embarrassment.
He didn't know what others thought; perhaps others didn't care about this at all. But he felt that this didn't fit his image at all! A strapping fellow standing one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, weighing over ninety-five kilograms, with a muscle mass close to seventy-five percent.
A solid, strapping man actually couldn't eat chili!
Correct! He simply couldn't eat chili.
Perhaps it was because his working environment was often hot and bustling, making him sweat profusely and brimming with a sense of muscle and power, that he conversely couldn't accept anything particularly spicy in his diet.
On ordinary days, he would only eat some light things when dining.
This time, there was a big order, and he had come to see a client.
According to some special cultural concepts of the people of the Central Plains, as long as one ate and drank well at the banquet table, the deal was basically done. Hot pot was undoubtedly the best thing to set the atmosphere.
Bustling and lively, fragrant, spicy, and savory, amidst cups and goblets, a deal could be clinched with just a few words.
But what if his client was exceptionally good at eating chili? What if they looked down on people who couldn't eat spicy food?
Or what if they felt that a strapping man like him couldn't eat spicy food?
I must be overthinking things, the strapping man shook his head, casting that exact thought out of his mind. Not being able to eat spicy food was what he considered his greatest flaw.
What if his client couldn't eat spicy food either?
"Minnie hasn't come yet?"
A chubby little fellow sat down in front of the strapping man very naturally, without any invitation, and on his own initiative, saying, "Tiger Brother, you're really early today!"
This chubby little fellow was a photographer he had met through Minnie, and his skills were top-notch.
Of course, restricted strictly to photographing beauties.
Or creating beauties through photography techniques and Photoshop. Minnie was his client, as well as a collaborator. Minnie could also be considered one of his clients.
Although Minnie somewhat wanted to develop him into her client.
However, he had refused.
"You actually didn't bring any women over today," the strapping man said with some surprise.
This little fatty, besides being a photographer, was also a pimp—at least that was what the strapping man thought. Aside from wanting to collaborate, the reason the fatty knew him naturally included the idea of developing clients.
"Oh?" The chubby fellow's eyes narrowed into slits as he said, "Then I'll make this phone call..."
"No need!" The strapping man crossed his arms and said, "Huben doesn't like women!"
To be precise, he didn't like the women the little fatty brought.
This chubby fellow had a rather unique aesthetic that didn't conform to mainstream standards. He was very fond of medium tanks all the way up to heavy tanks. The lightest one he recommended was at least a medium tank.
The strapping man didn't like medium tanks, so this business couldn't be negotiated.
"Hahaha~" The little fatty laughed. Of course he knew what Huben meant, so he could only laugh awkwardly.
"Women, you see, are only good when they're plump," the little fatty still recommended desperately. "If they're too thin, you can't touch anything at all. There's completely no feeling to it."
"Why hasn't the person Minnie introduced arrived yet?" Huben immediately changed the subject.
He truly didn't want to talk too much nonsense about this woman's matters with this chubby fellow. If it weren't for the fact that this was his first time seeing this client and he also needed an intermediary to introduce them to each other—
Minnie couldn't come, leaving only this little fatty who could.
He would truly be more than willing to directly bypass this fatty and see the client.
"This..."
The little fatty scratched his head, took out his phone, and said, "Let me ask. They should have arrived already. Judging from Brother Li's accent, he doesn't seem like a local. I reckon he probably can't find the place right about now."
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