I, Herrscher Slayer

...So that was how it was. It seemed this grudge still hadn't been settled.

Rita was speechless. The maid shifted her gaze to her phone screen, only to grow confused when a message box labeled "Urgent Notice" appeared. It shouldn't have been a virus... Well, it really was a virus, and a genuine one that could take effect without any user action.

Before Rita could tap it, the program on her phone automatically loaded the message. The photo that appeared on the screen made Rita's eyes widen. The maid stared at the phone in disbelief, her gaze darting back and forth between the screen and Durandal's face. Th-this person... was really Durandal?

How had she slept with Shen Gonglin... No, how had someone taken a photo like this?!

"Rita, what's wrong?"

Durandal looked at Rita curiously. Why did this maid look like she had come home to find her wife cheating on her? Had something serious happened? As Durandal craned her neck to look at Rita's phone, the giant screen in the plaza outside changed as well. The exact same picture appeared on it, and Durandal froze on the spot.

W-what was going on? Hadn't Shen Gonglin gotten himself thrown down there? So what was this now?

Using the communications computer between the ground and headquarters, Shen Gonglin's fury pushed his abilities beyond their usual limits. He broke through the permissions on Schicksal's imaging equipment and uploaded every photo he had taken earlier with Fu Hua's phone. When this guy got serious, his hacking skills were even stronger than Bronya's. Not only that, he used headquarters' signal towers to send those photos to the phones of every Valkyrie within the headquarters floating island's range. Didn't Durandal want his life?

Then he would just make her socially dead first!

In the photo, Durandal's eyes were unfocused, her fair little face flushed red, and her azure eyes filled with confusion. Shen Gonglin beside her looked relatively normal. From the angle, it was clearly a selfie taken by Shen Gonglin with his phone. He was fully dressed, but Durandal was in a far worse state. Wearing only her underwear, the Valkyrie looked incomparably shy. Shen Gonglin's photography skills were excellent; there was clearly nothing there, yet he had made it look as though she was resisting while inviting him closer. Durandal stared blankly at the huge screen outside.

Could Shen Gonglin really go that far?

Were the information security department all getting paid to do nothing? How could they let that little punk breach Schicksal's defenses so easily?!

"So they really have that kind of relationship... Ah, hello, I'll take this. It's the twenty-four-hour emergency kind, right?... Don't look at me like that. I'm buying it for a friend."

Elsewhere in Schicksal headquarters, Alvit received the same photo and made up her mind. The Valkyrie took a deep breath and walked into a pharmacy. For Lady Durandal, and for the sake of easing the tension between them, no matter how awkward it was, Alvit would do it!

Hopefully, Lady Durandal would sense her goodwill and spare her. After all, she was just a rookie Valkyrie in information and communications. Lady Durandal was the captain of the Immortal Blade; dealing with someone like her would be effortless. Workplace life was too hard. Why did she have to witness such an embarrassing scene involving her superior?

Still, maybe this was for the best. If so many people knew about it, then it probably wouldn't count as a secret anymore. Lady Durandal wouldn't keep targeting her now, right?

Thinking that, Alvit cheered up. Life really hadn't abandoned her. Everything was developing in the best possible direction.

"This person, this person..."

Durandal could no longer eat her ice cream. Sitting in her chair, she radiated a terrifyingly low pressure. The entire dessert shop was affected by her aura, and in the dead silence, no one dared move. The owner and staff hid cautiously to one side. Looking at the photo on the giant screen outside, they more or less understood what had happened. This girl seemed to have been deceived by a scumbag. Not only had he tricked her into sleeping with him, he had even taken photos... Durandal should count herself lucky that neither of them recognized her as the strongest Valkyrie. Otherwise, she really would have exploded.

"Lady Durandal, just as you predicted, the photo has been pinned on the Valkyrie forum. I contacted the administrator, but she couldn't delete it either. The entire server has been hacked. Although I shut down the forum directly, it seems every Valkyrie throughout headquarters received that photo... Lady Durandal? Are you all right?"

Rita discreetly saved the photo on her phone. Although Lady Durandal's shelf life was short, photos like this were quite pretty. The perfect maid handled the aftermath while Schicksal's defense department went into action. They could delete the ones on headquarters' servers, but they couldn't delete them from every Valkyrie's terminal. Rita was sure quite a few Valkyries had saved the photo already. In short, Lady Durandal might truly have ruined her reputation this time.

Rita looked at Durandal worriedly. She had been like this since earlier. Rita had to admire Shen Gonglin. This guy was too formidable. He had even breached Schicksal's firewall, then done something like this... As expected of Shen Gonglin. There was nothing he did not dare to do. Still, this time, he and Lady Durandal had probably formed a real grudge. If the two of them fought later, who exactly should she help? What a headache.

Maybe she should just watch the show.

"Rita, we have to go down now. If we leave immediately, we might still catch him."

The more Durandal endured, the angrier she became. The more she backed down, the more she felt she had lost out. No matter how she thought about it, she could not calm down. She was not someone who accepted losses. Since things had already come to this with Shen Gonglin, she did not mind taking it further. In this world, only one of them could survive!

"Calm down, Durandal. This may be exactly how he wants to provoke you. Shen Gonglin wants you to go down there. Given your current condition, Lady Durandal, if you really met Shen Gonglin, would you truly be his match?"

Rita hurriedly held Durandal back. If she did not stop her, Durandal would probably go seek revenge across a thousand miles. Not wanting matters to escalate further, Rita tried to persuade her. Everyone needed to stay calm. Why was Lady Durandal even more reckless than Rita now?

"...Don't I still have you?"

Rita was right. Only after hearing that did Durandal remember her condition. The aftereffects had not faded yet; she had merely regained the ability to move freely. After all, Shen Gonglin had bitten her so many times, and now she had been angered like this. Durandal felt terrible from the inside out. If she fought Shen Gonglin in this state, it would probably be an even match. If he could still summon that angel to possess him, she was afraid she would be finished. Going after him now would be suicide. Durandal was straightforward, but she was not stupid enough to go that far. Still, she was not alone. Rita could help, couldn't she? Durandal might be in poor condition, but Rita could fight. Though Rita was not exactly at her best either, an S-rank fighter should be able to deal with a pseudo-S-rank like Shen Gonglin.

"I can't bring myself to do it."

Rita answered honestly, but Durandal did not understand what she meant at first. Rita said she could not bring herself to do it? Durandal had been treated like this, yet Rita said she could not bring herself to act?

When had this maid become so disloyal? It was unbelievable.

She really could not bring herself to do it. Shen Gonglin was so petty and vindictive. What if he held a grudge against her for helping Lady Durandal get revenge? Rita could watch Durandal suffer social death, but she had no intention of provoking him herself. If she ended up like Lady Durandal... No. Rita had pride.

"Lady Durandal, the priority now is to eliminate the impact of this matter, then restore your body as soon as possible. Only once you recover your true strength can you contend with Shen Gonglin. Rushing off for revenge now would be like smashing an egg against a rock. Fu Hua is also by Shen Gonglin's side."

As she comforted the furious Durandal, Rita finally managed to calm her down. By the time Shen Gonglin ran back to St. Freya Academy, he would probably be safe. Rita had already informed Himeko and the others to meet him. She could not let Lady Durandal go after him now. She had already been bullied badly enough; even Rita could hardly bear to watch.

"...You're right. Once I recover, once I recover, I'll take Shen Gonglin's life!"

Durandal had finally been talked down. She had no appetite for ice cream now. The girl only wanted to sleep properly. She was exhausted.

"Um, customer? Shouldn't you pay the bill?"

The clerk cautiously came over. No matter what, they still had to pay.

"Ah, the bill. I'll pay right now. Rita, hurry up and pay so we can go home... Rita, what's wrong?"

Remembering something, Rita stiffly raised her head. As for money, she had given it all to Shen Gonglin.

"Let me ask first, just ask... Can we wash dishes to work off the debt?"

A Big Shot Eats Walnuts

Ah, he really was such a handsome guy who settled grudges with style. Durandal had probably exploded by now, right? This was the price of provoking him. Such hatred could only be washed away with blood. Not actually taking Durandal's life was already Shen Gonglin showing mercy. A little social death was fine, wasn't it?

At the ground logistics team, Shen Gonglin released the keyboard with satisfaction. He gently rubbed his head. Even for him, breaking through Schicksal's defenses and seizing the video command system in such a short time had not been easy. Being alone and outnumbered really was a little slow. He should have an assistant for this kind of thing. It felt like he should not be personally handling such tasks normally. But in the past, who had done them for him?

Shen Gonglin rested his chin on his hand and thought deeply, but he could not remember at all. Still, it felt like there would be no shortage of such work in the future, so he needed to think of something. An artificial AI, perhaps. He would work in that direction when he had time.

"Shen Gonglin, you can even do something like this?"

Beside Shen Gonglin, Fu Hua looked at the picture on the computer with a complicated expression. Headquarters was surely in utter chaos now. Durandal's image as the strongest Valkyrie had been completely destroyed. The enforcement department would probably come for her too, since both she and Shen Gonglin seemed to be underage... And Shen Gonglin had even taken a photo like that. Had he calculated that Durandal would retaliate and prepared for it in advance? Her disciple seemed extremely scheming. That was terrifying. Fu Hua could not help recalling whether she had done anything to offend him. If this petty guy held a grudge against her, she might not even know how she died.

"Mm, if I put in the effort, I can manage it. But it'll probably be harder in the future. The virtual channel was based on this computer normally used to contact headquarters, and its defense system wasn't completely useless. After this intrusion, I probably won't be able to use this method next time. I'll need another approach... Class President, can you massage my head for me? It hurts a little. I overused my brain."

Shen Gonglin leaned back in his chair and looked up at Fu Hua. He had been too focused on cracking the data just now. He could not do this sort of thing too often, or he always felt as though he would lose hair. The aftereffect of intense concentration was a headache. This counted as some kind of limit-breaking operation, right? Pushing his brain past its limits.

Shen Gonglin had only said it casually, but Fu Hua actually came over and started massaging his head. Her slender fingers used just the right amount of force to ease his discomfort. Shen Gonglin let out a long breath and closed his eyes. She would spoil him a little, then. Hopefully, this guy would remember her kindness. She would definitely have to discipline him again someday, but she hoped he would remember her kindness then and not play any underhanded tricks on her. Fu Hua could only pray for that.

If this guy held a grudge against her, even she would probably lose a layer of skin. Durandal was the perfect warning. Yet even so, Fu Hua had not abandoned her intention to properly educate Shen Gonglin. Charging headfirst toward men was Fu Hua's nature.

Crack!

Just as master and disciple enjoyed this brief peace, the sound of a hard shell breaking rang out. The Valkyrie who had brought Shen Gonglin in earlier was cracking walnuts. With a face full of admiration, she ran over to Shen Gonglin. Not only was he a newly promoted S-rank warrior, but he had also accomplished such a feat. She had witnessed it with her own eyes. Today was truly a day worth remembering.

"Big shot, have some walnuts. They'll nourish your brain... Also, um, could you send me a copy of that too?"

The Valkyrie eagerly held out her hand to Shen Gonglin. Even the thin inner skin of the walnut had been removed. The service was quite good. Seeing the hopeful look in her eyes, Shen Gonglin nodded proudly. Whoever wanted the photos, he would give them to them. He was determined to utterly ruin Durandal's reputation!

Who had Shen Gonglin learned this move from? It would affect Durandal, sure, but there was another person in the photo: himself. Killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of his own... Forget it. As long as he was happy.

Fu Hua thought it over and decided not to dwell on it. Besides, who else could Shen Gonglin have learned such underhanded tactics from but Kiana? That silly white-haired idiot had done things like this before. Now Shen Gonglin understood why she had done it. This feeling of perishing together with an enemy really was explosively satisfying.

"Sorry, I'm late... I'm really sorry, Captain, Vice Captain. I'm not too late, am I?"

Alvit rushed into the dessert shop in a flurry. After receiving Rita's message, she had hurried over immediately. The moment she entered, she saw Durandal there too. Honestly, she was terrified of seeing Durandal now. The vice captain was fine, since they knew each other well, but the captain... That look in her eyes made Alvit fear she would be assigned to plant potatoes in Siberia. The vice captain had only told her to bring money on the phone. She had not said the captain would be here too.

"No, you're not. Sorry to trouble you. Lady Durandal and I both forgot to bring money when we came out today, so we had no choice but to ask you for help, Alvit... I'm truly sorry. I'll pay you back when next month's allowance arrives."

Rita lowered her head to Alvit. Even before her subordinate, Rita maintained that humble attitude. Alvit was almost overwhelmed with flattery. This was exactly what she had been waiting for... No, she had been waiting for an opportunity to curry favor with Durandal. As long as she worked hard to raise the captain's affection for her, she believed she could gradually erase what had happened before. She would not have to plant potatoes in Siberia after all. Alvit still wanted to remain the Immortal Blade's mascot. This opportunity was perfect!

This must have been an opportunity the vice captain had deliberately created for her. As expected of the vice captain. She absolutely had to seize it properly.

Why was this girl looking at her like that? She had only asked her to pay a bill. Did she need to look so upset that she was about to cry? Rita had never realized Alvit was this kind of person. She had really miscalculated this time. She should have kept a little money aside. Their allowances had just arrived, yet she and Lady Durandal would probably have to live on dirt for a while. Should she perhaps get a job? It might not be bad to practice in advance.

Rita tapped her lips as she thought about it. Shen Gonglin did not look like someone who could make money. One glance at him told her he was the type raised in comfort. Maybe she would have to earn money to support him in the future. So learning ahead of time did not seem like a bad thing.

Fu Hua had been right. Rita spoiled Shen Gonglin too much. They had barely gotten anywhere, and she was already thinking about that. If she supported Shen Gonglin, he would probably become useless.

A Teaching Life From Zero

"Mei, I'm so bored... When can we finally go back to St. Freya Academy? Helping with post-disaster reconstruction is seriously no fun. Just thinking about that bastard going to headquarters with the Class President to eat, drink, and have fun makes me so annoyed. Why does he get to play while I can only stay here? There isn't even anywhere selling good food. We might as well go back to St. Freya."

Inside a post-disaster reconstruction tent, the long-absent Miss Kiana lay sprawled on the table and sighed deeply in boredom. To her, a boring life was the greatest hardship she could ever face. She and Shen Gonglin had clearly been the ones carrying out the mission, so why had the Class President replaced her midway? She had not seen Shen Gonglin in ages. While she helped with reconstruction every day, he was surely off enjoying himself. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more cheated she felt. Why did the young lady of the Kaslana family have to do this kind of work?

After Shen Gonglin and Fu Hua went to headquarters, Kiana and the others had not returned to St. Freya either. Their instructions were to wait for Shen Gonglin and Fu Hua to return, then head back together. So during this time, Kiana, Himeko, and Mei had been helping rebuild the city after the Honkai disaster. A Valkyrie's physical ability let one person do the work of several. These days, even goddesses had taken up bricklaying full-time, so it was no big deal for Valkyries to carry poles and move bricks.

But Kiana did not want to keep doing it. It would have been fine if Shen Gonglin had been here too, but just thinking about him eating, drinking, and having fun with the Class President at headquarters made Miss Kiana feel terribly unbalanced. She and Shen Gonglin were beloved friends and sworn brothers. How could city reconstruction work leave him out?

"It's not like he went there to eat, drink, and have fun. Shen Gonglin went to carry out a mission too. Just wait a little longer. Maybe he and the Class President will return in a few days, and then we can go back to St. Freya together."

The dark-haired girl smiled gently at Kiana and placed a cup of hot tea beside her. This gentle girl had no complaints about their current circumstances. Back at St. Freya, she was taking care of people; here, she was taking care of people too. Teacher Himeko was fine, since she was an adult, but Mei truly could not feel at ease leaving Kiana alone outside. Besides, judging by the timing, Shen Gonglin and Fu Hua would be returning soon. But once he came back this time, Shen Gonglin would be a legendary S-rank.

Even now, Mei still found it somewhat unreal. Shen Gonglin was already S-rank, while the rest of them were still B-rank candidates. If they stayed with Shen Gonglin in the future, then wouldn't that make them S-B... No, no, what was she thinking?

After the appointment of the new S-rank, Kiana and the others had received the news too. Kiana had been annoyed about it for quite a while. Why had Shen Gonglin suddenly become S-rank? That weakling could not even beat her. There had to be a lot of padding in that S-rank title. If he was S-rank, then did that not mean she was beyond S-rank?

"Oh... When he comes back, I'm definitely going to have a proper match with him. I refuse to believe he became S-rank that quickly. There has to be something shady going on. There has to be, there has to be!"

Kiana rested her chin on the table, puffed out her cheeks, and sulked. She refused to believe Shen Gonglin could become so strong in such a short time. She could definitely still beat him.

"Kiana, Mei, we received a notice. Get ready to leave. Fu Hua and Shen Gonglin are back, so we're heading out to meet them!"

At that moment, a red-haired beauty excitedly lifted the tent flap and rushed in. She had been the one to decide they would stay here and help with the reconstruction, all so she could see Shen Gonglin as soon as possible on his way back. Himeko had not cleared up their earlier misunderstanding yet. She was not some unscrupulous woman who picked up unconscious men. She knew they were fated. Now they could finally meet again. Could they start a series of interactions with marriage in mind?

Murata Himeko wanted a sweet romance too!

They were back?

Mei and Kiana jumped to their feet in delight. That guy had finally come back. When Shen Gonglin had been unconscious, Mei and Kiana had both cared for him. After being apart from him for so long, they could finally reunite.

"Chugga chugga chugga... Class President, are we really eating this? We have money, so why aren't we eating something better?"

Meanwhile, Shen Gonglin sat on the train in the same pose Kiana had struck in the disaster relief tent. He rested his chin on the table and mimicked the sound of a train moving. The Class President's plan was to take the train away from headquarters' ground service area, meet St. Freya's people at a transfer station, then return together. Shen Gonglin did not mind the arrangement, but the lunch in front of him was too unappealing.

This was worlds apart from what they had eaten at headquarters. Looking at these dishes, Shen Gonglin thought he and the Class President had become so poor they could barely afford food. They did not look like people carrying a huge fortune at all. Shen Gonglin had checked the money on those cards before. He felt he could live comfortably for the rest of his life without doing anything.

But now they were living on steamed buns and pickled vegetables... It was hard for someone as pampered as Shen Gonglin. If he had known it would be like this, he would not have let the Class President buy lunch.

"Food has no distinction between good and bad. As long as it fills your stomach, that is enough. And not all the money you have on you belongs to you. If you spend recklessly, you will eventually run out. So, Shen Gonglin, thrift is a virtue. Besides, these pickled vegetables... they are chūn bù lǎo. If you savor them carefully, they have a unique flavor."

Across from Shen Gonglin, the gray-haired girl sat perfectly upright, her posture forming a sharp contrast with his. After leaving headquarters, Fu Hua had decided to properly educate Shen Gonglin, starting with his daily life. Cultivation required purity of heart and freedom from desire. Food only needed to fill the stomach. Shen Gonglin was clearly someone raised in comfort, and Fu Hua intended to reform him in every aspect. Every grain of rice and every meal came with hardship behind it. That was what she wanted to teach Shen Gonglin. Unfortunately, this idiot seemed unable to understand what she meant.

Sigh, this disciple's comprehension was simply too poor. Why could he not understand her painstaking intentions?

"Class President... You just said that was pickled vegetables, right? Even if you give it some fancy name like chūn bù lǎo, it doesn't change the fact that it's just a plate of pickled vegetables. No, I want instant noodles flavored like beautiful girls. You can eat the buns and pickled vegetables by yourself."

Watching Shen Gonglin run off to buy instant noodles, Fu Hua shook her head and took a bite of her steamed bun. There was still a long road ahead. But instant noodles... they seemed even worse than chūn bù lǎo and steamed buns. She truly could not understand Shen Gonglin's thought process.

Beautiful Girls Use the Bathroom Too

The three minutes waiting for the instant noodles to soak were agonizing. They were only ordinary-flavored instant noodles, not the beautiful-girl-flavored noodles Shen Gonglin had longed for, but they were still better than the Class President's pickled vegetables and steamed buns, right? Leaning on the table, Shen Gonglin stared directly at the Class President's flat chest. He roughly understood why she was so flat. Everyone at St. Freya had developed pretty well, like Kiana with her perfect figure or Mei with her mature big-sister aura... Bronya was still young, so she did not count for now. The Class President being this flat was definitely a nutrition problem.

Once he had money, he would definitely buy the Class President milk and papaya every day. Otherwise, she was too pitiful. Wait, did he not already have money now? It was time to properly repay his teacher's kindness.

"What are you looking at? Do you want some too? The flavor is a little different from what I imagined, but it has a distinct taste when sandwiched in a steamed bun."

Fu Hua misunderstood Shen Gonglin's gaze. In her eyes, Shen Gonglin's gaze was clear and bright. Such eyes could not possibly be thinking anything improper. The only possibility was that Shen Gonglin was interested in her pickled vegetables and buns. Instant noodles were not healthy either. Maybe Shen Gonglin wanted to reminisce about hard times with her. That was not impossible.

After hesitating briefly, Fu Hua used disposable wooden chopsticks to pick up some of the chūn bù lǎo, which was really just pickled vegetables, and brought it toward Shen Gonglin's mouth. She had only used these chopsticks to pick up steamed buns, so it did not count as an indirect kiss. Just look at Shen Gonglin's unblinking eyes; he was clearly craving it. Knowing her disciple was a tsundere, Fu Hua was very tolerant of him.

"No, no. My instant noodles are ready too, so I won't steal your food, Class President. You can eat more. This stuff isn't expensive."

Shen Gonglin shook his head, unwilling to try it. He opened the lid of his instant noodles, and their aroma immediately wafted out. There was only a tiny dish of pickled vegetables. If he ate some, the Class President was so stingy that she definitely would not get more. He could not bear to make her eat dry steamed buns, even if he was Shen Gonglin. So he planned to quickly finish his noodles and leave the soup for the Class President to drink. After all, the nutrition was in the soup. This was his heartfelt gesture toward the Class President. It might not get her to Kiana's level, but if possible, Shen Gonglin still wanted her to reach Bronya's level. He had tried before; there was simply nowhere to get a grip on the Class President.

When he hugged her, he would just slide down. Other girls definitely would not be like that. She was too pitiful. Shen Gonglin almost wanted to cry.

"Price is irrelevant. Food exists only to fill the stomach. If you don't want to eat it, then I'll eat it myself. Though it's simple, I prefer this to instant noodles. Still, what they serve on this train is a little different from what I had in mind. When we get back, I want to make a jar myself."

Fu Hua put the chopsticks into her own mouth and finished every last bit of pickled vegetables with her steamed bun. Shen Gonglin felt even more sorry for her as he looked at the clean plate. From the Class President's words, she clearly intended to make this her regular food. He had decided: once they returned to St. Freya, he absolutely would not eat with the Class President... Eh, he had planned to leave soup for her. How had he accidentally drunk it all?

Forget it. He would give the Class President some plain water. Drinking more hot water was good for the body, after all.

"Shen Gonglin, you should be grateful for all food... Mm..."

Never willing to miss an opportunity to teach Shen Gonglin, Fu Hua sat upright and prepared to impart her philosophy. But at that moment, a strange sound came from her stomach. There were only Shen Gonglin and her in this compartment, so Shen Gonglin heard it clearly. So beautiful girls made sounds like that too. He felt a little disappointed all at once.

Fu Hua covered her stomach with one hand, and a thin sheen of sweat suddenly appeared on her fair face. This feeling... No way. Why had this feeling suddenly appeared? Could it be the chūn bù lǎo from earlier?

Had someone poisoned her?

"Class President, are you okay? Did it upset your stomach? When I bought the instant noodles earlier, I saw that the jar used for pickling those vegetables looked kind of dirty. Are you all right? Here, drink more hot water."

Shen Gonglin worriedly moved over to Fu Hua's side. In that brief time, Fu Hua had already clutched her stomach and curled into the shape of a shrimp. So embarrassing. She had just been lecturing her disciple about her principles, only to upset her stomach from eating this sort of thing. For this to happen beside a man... It was too embarrassing. Fu Hua's face flushed slightly, but this was not the time to blush.

"M-move!"

Unable to endure any longer, Fu Hua shoved Shen Gonglin away. The Valkyrie rushed into the compartment's restroom at the speed of a charge line. In matters like this, nothing else was important. If she did not hurry, Fu Hua feared something would happen around Shen Gonglin that she could never forget for the rest of her life. This was awful, awful. Her stomach hurt so badly. This was no longer a matter of cleanliness, was it? This was practically laxative medicine!

She rushed into the restroom and shut the door. Shen Gonglin looked at the tightly closed door and quietly sighed. So this world was not that wonderful after all. Legend said Crimson Demon clan members and beautiful girls did not use the bathroom, but the Class President's state had undoubtedly shattered Shen Gonglin's beautiful understanding of the world. Even the prettiest girls used the bathroom. And girls generally did not have any natural fragrance either. Even a girl like Durandal sweated salt. The more Shen Gonglin experienced this world, the more he saw of it. Why had she put on airs and eaten pickled vegetables? Did she want to look pure and free of desires?

If one had no desires, one was no longer human. People kept advancing because they sought better things. That was what it meant to be human.

He suddenly felt as though he had seen through the entire world. Even the Class President was a puppet controlled by this world... That did not sound quite right. What nonsense was he thinking? The Class President's current state was truly worrying.