Weird Roommate

Bunker, July 17th, 2061.

As the epidemic gradually subsided, the ascent channels from the lower levels were progressively opened.

A portion of the new students at Three Towers Academy also regained the opportunity to return to the academy.

On July 18th, they would attend their first class.

The student dormitories were, for the most part, fully occupied on July 17th.

People from all levels and corners began to get acquainted with their roommates.

Although Three Towers Academy managed students according to a class system, because students needed to team up for simulated exams, classes were actually further divided into many teams.

While not everyone in a team necessarily lived in the same dormitory, during student days, relationships with roommates developed the fastest.

Most people were more willing to build trust with their roommates and form small teams.

Therefore, getting along well with roommates became extremely necessary.

Many people had already arrived at the dormitories before July 17th.

Yue Yun thought he was the earliest to arrive.

Ever since witnessing the peerless genius Wen Xishu single-handedly transport a Level Six facility and change the destinies of countless people...

His inner pride vanished completely, and he vowed to push himself and become the most dazzling among the new students at Tower of Slaughter Academy.

So he arrived at the dormitory early, intending to familiarize himself with the academy environment first.

But Yue Yun did not expect that he wasn't actually the earliest to arrive at the academy.

"My name is Wen Xun. I'm a new student at Tower of Slaughter Academy. We'll be roommates from now on."

Wen Xishu was assigned to Tower of Slaughter Academy by Albert.

In the practical simulation class, Wen Xishu would need to undergo various physical training and learn various combat techniques.

Albert always believed that the meaning of the Tower of Slaughter was not just about killing enemies in a virtual world.

Therefore, he believed that the importance of the Tower of Slaughter was no less than that of the Tower of Deception.

However, Wen Xishu was not entirely unrelated to the Tower of Desire. He could choose to audit classes at Tower of Desire Academy.

In short, Wen Xishu's specialization was in the direction of the Tower of Deception, his major was in the direction of the Tower of Slaughter, and his regular electives were in the direction of the Tower of Desire.

Yes, he was one of the rare individuals who cultivated all three disciplines.

Getting back to the point, Wen Xishu was the earliest to arrive at the dormitory.

Days ago, when the epidemic in the lower levels had not yet subsided and the ascent channels were still sealed, he had already been brought to the academy dormitory by Albert.

Naturally, Yue Yun could not have arrived earlier than Wen Xishu.

Yue Yun was the type of genius whose physique was not tall, nor was his physique particularly robust. From a distance, he even looked a bit... thin.

But upon closer inspection, everyone would definitely feel that this kid could fight.

Wen Xishu, at first glance, was reminded of the late world martial arts superstar Bruce Lee from his previous life, with his lean physique.

Yue Yun was the type to be a bit aloof. After hearing Wen Xishu introduce himself, his first reaction was not to respond with his own name, but to ask:

"Wen Xun? Which 'wen'? The 'wen' from Wen Xishu?"

After the incident of him casually floating comments in front of Albert last time, Wen Xishu's emotional control ability was now stronger.

Upon suddenly hearing a new student utter his name, and saying it in that manner, his first reaction was:

Trouble. Could this be some noble with a grudge against the Wen family, who has directly arranged a 'hell mode' start and made them my roommate?

The enemy is within the Honnō-ji Temple? An enemy hidden in the place of lodging?

This should have been something shocking, but Wen Xishu calmly said:

"The 'wen' from culture, the 'xun' from seeking."

Wen Xishu's expression was natural.

He had to admit that after coming to this absurd world, his emotional management skills had improved further.

He could eventually train himself to have an eternally poker face.

Yue Yun did not notice anything strange, only feeling a bit disappointed. He then said coldly:

"My name is Yue Yun. Please take care of me in the future."

Yue Yun began to place his luggage, and the small ripples in Wen Xishu's heart slowly subsided.

"Sigh, don't be so disappointed. Although I don't share the same surname as Wen Xishu, I... have heard of him."

Wen Xishu decided to pry some information out of him:

"Are you also inquiring about Wen Xishu?"

Yue Yun's brow furrowed slightly, giving Wen Xishu the impression of a protagonist from an early fantasy novel who carried deep-seated grudges.

"'Also'? Who else is inquiring about Wen Xishu?" Yue Yun asked coldly.

"No, I just thought that perhaps others might also want to inquire," Wen Xishu said with a smile.

His smile was the kind that could even pacify Jennifer of the Tower of Deception.

Yue Yun seemed to sense Wen Xishu's friendliness as well.

He lightly pressed his index finger against the side of his nose and said in a rather deep tone:

"He's mine."

Wen Xishu hadn't expected to be so close to being embarrassed. He thought his emotional control was top-notch and that he wouldn't react unusually upon hearing the other person mention his name.

But this "He's mine" caused his expression to break, his face twitching slightly.

Fortunately, no comments floated by.

Seeing Wen Xishu's expression, which resembled that of a little ghost, Yue Yun realized his words might have been ambiguous. He turned his head and continued in a cold, deep tone:

"He's my goal. I will surpass him. Although there's a huge gap between us now. But thirty years in the east bunker, thirty years in the west bunker."

Wen Xishu finally understood and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Yue Yun's gaze was sharp.

"I thought of something happy," Wen Xishu said, completely relieved.

He had thought they were enemies, but it turned out he was a fan.

He also knew why he had a fan. His resources and facilities must have brought him a good reputation.

Wen Xishu decided to call Yue Yun the Show-off King.

This kid had such a Show-off King vibe, with his aggrieved expression, sharp gaze, and cold tone.

"Are you mocking me? Do you think my ambition is futile?" Yue Yun frowned slightly.

Heaven and earth knew, Wen Xishu didn't think surpassing him was anything remarkable.

After all, he had gotten into the academy through connections, and there was still a gap between him and those who were admitted based on their abilities.

"How could I? I just feel that having you as a roommate will give me a lot of motivation."

Yue Yun nodded slowly:

"Keep going. Let's work hard together and strive to become someone like him as soon as possible."

Honestly, Wen Xishu felt a bit awkward about Yue Yun's earnest desire to surpass him.

What if, after the midterm exam, he found out that the person he needed to catch up to was his roommate... would he feel disillusioned?

Wen Xishu didn't dwell on it, as the next roommate appeared.

He had thought the Show-off King was the epitome of a weird roommate... but Wen Xishu had underestimated the caliber of Three Towers Academy.

When the principal was so crazy, the students admitted by the admissions office were naturally not normal either.

Where there is a sleeping dragon, there must be a phoenix.

"Yo~yo~Follow my rhythm, let's fight together! You shout six behind my back, watch me dominate the front!"

"Hey! Hey! My name is Nissen, and my big stick can penetrate very deep! This year in Tower of Slaughter Academy, I will definitely get a perfect score!"

A rap so cringeworthy it made Wen Xishu's hair stand on end came from a Black man.

Although it had a good rhythm, the lyrics were truly embarrassing for Wen Xishu.

Nissen.

Wen Xishu's second roommate. Compared to the lean Yue Yun, Nissen appeared extremely burly. Wen Xishu roughly estimated him to be two meters tall.

Yue Yun was cold, while Nissen was overly enthusiastic. After pushing the door open, he started moving his body and singing the embarrassing lyrics that made even Wen Xishu cringe.

Like a gorilla.

Nissen gave Wen Xishu a high-five in a very rap-like manner, and Wen Xishu responded to the routine.

It was like in the movies from his past life, where they slapped their palms together and continuously changed hand gestures.

Meanwhile, Yue Yun watched the wildly cringeworthy Nissen with a cold expression.

"Yo~bro, we're roommates from now on! Tremble with me!" Nissen didn't seem to care about Yue Yun's attitude at all.

He was truly joyful. He continuously made Beatbox sounds, spitting saliva everywhere.

Yue Yun frowned, but he was used to it and didn't particularly dislike it. He had seen many Black guys like this in his previous life when he was at the bottom.

Wen Xishu thought for a moment and decided to greet them:

"My name is Wen Xun, this is Yue Yun. And... you don't need to force rhymes all the time; he'll be more willing to communicate normally."

He felt that Yue Yun didn't like Nissen and didn't seem inclined to introduce himself.

Unexpectedly, Yue Yun said:

"Were you also admitted with a perfect score in all subjects?"

Nissen moved his hands:

"Yeah~ My cultural score wasn't perfect, but all my other simulations were perfect. The cultural exam was too difficult for me, but the academy teachers said I had a lot of talent, so they made an exception and admitted me."

Wen Xishu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed this roommate could also speak normally.

However...

He could imagine hearing a lot of awkward things in the future.

Yue Yun felt a surge of competitive spirit. He had also gotten a perfect score, a perfect score in every subject.

But he knew that a perfect score didn't mean anything. Some people got so many points simply because that was the maximum possible.

His goal was to be the top freshman, then surpass the upperclassmen, and finally catch up to the geniuses in the bunkers.

Nissen might have been admitted exceptionally because his performance surpassed a perfect score.

With Nissen around, the dorm became much livelier. Yue Yun's icy demeanor melted away in the face of Nissen's awkward singing.

Nissen seemed to make the entire dorm atmosphere hip-hop.

Wen Xishu didn't like most Black people, especially the limited edition ones from his previous life in China's Guangliang region, but there were indeed some who were very positive and brought joy.

Wen Xishu and Yue Yun barely spoke, but Nissen kept singing.

When he said singing, he was actually deliberately rhyming while talking. The general meaning was:

In the sixth class for freshmen, a teacher would lead students in a low-level Tower of Slaughter trial.

Wen Xishu didn't know how Nissen knew this, but if it was true...

Then he would likely log into the Tower of Slaughter soon.

Besides this, Nissen also shared another piece of news.

He said the academy was hiding a treasure, and had always encouraged freshmen to find it. This wasn't a secret.

However, since the establishment of Three Towers Academy, even the most outstanding students had never found the treasure's location.

Normally, after about a year of searching, students would give up if they couldn't find it.

But Three Towers Academy continued to recruit new students, and freshmen were always full of energy.

Whether it was a gimmick or not, students felt that even without such a gimmick, they would be scrambling to get in.

So, from the freshmen's perspective, it was probably like, "This treasure is meant for me; it wasn't found by you because it was waiting for me."

Nissen extended his hand:

"Bro, do you want to go look for the treasure together? Tonight, not only us, but quite a few from the neighboring classes, including those from the Tower of Desire department, are coming. Let's team up!"

Yue Yun had heard about this treasure.

He was a Show-off King. Before Wen Xishu appeared, he believed he could one day stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Xun Hui and Wen Renjing.

The characteristic of a Show-off King was believing oneself to be the chosen one.

Yue Yun nodded, surprisingly shaking Nissen's hand:

"I'm in."

Wen Xishu didn't say anything. A treasure that no student had found in any generation was naturally extremely difficult to find.

However, Wen Xishu suddenly remembered what Albert had said:

"The academy does have ways to help one get stronger, it's a small surprise, but no one has ever known where it is because everyone was looking in the wrong direction."

He stood up and nodded:

"It won't hurt to try."