Qiu Chan Wants a Spar

It was half an hour later before Jiang Yang finally strolled lazily out of the bedroom under Qiu Chan's impatient urging.

"School Beauty Qiu, why are you in such a hurry? You saw it yourself—I just sparred with someone for three hundred rounds last night, and now you're looking for another spar first thing in the morning?"

It had to be said, Ye Qingwei had really delivered yesterday!

Still, he hadn't treated her poorly either. He hadn't been like most men these days, who, after recovering from illness, were so weak they could only rush through things in a few minutes.

"You already agreed to it, and you still had the mood to do that?"

"And didn't you say you wanted to date me?"

Qiu Chan said irritably.

Ye Qingwei in the room wasn't deaf.

She had heard Qiu Chan's words as well. Her heartbeat suddenly sped up, and she nervously pricked up her ears to listen for Jiang Yang's answer.

"What? We haven't even started dating yet, and you already want to control my private life? I didn't expect School Beauty Qiu to get jealous so easily." Jiang Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Forget it. Since you're not at your best right now, beating you wouldn't mean much. I'm leaving."

Qiu Chan spoke somewhat sulkily.

From childhood to adulthood, she had never felt this wronged before.

For a moment, she even wondered whether she was still herself.

This Jiang Yang was so annoying!

Just as she turned around—

To her surprise, Jiang Yang placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled. "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Let's spar. No matter what, it'll be over quickly."

Qiu Chan snorted coldly. Having been looked down on by Jiang Yang again and again, her temper flared. A sharp, icy aura and fighting spirit instantly surged from her body.

Yet in the very next instant, it was completely suppressed by an even greater aura.

Dragon Might!

In an instant, Qiu Chan recalled the feeling of being utterly dominated last night.

Sure enough, this man was so powerful that all she could do was look up at him.

Qiu Chan was so intimidated by that aura that she couldn't move at all. Without question, she had lost this spar before it had even begun.

She just hadn't expected to lose so quickly.

"Now you understand the gap between us, right?"

Qiu Chan pressed her cherry lips together unwillingly and turned her face away. Though reluctant, she was utterly convinced as she pleaded, "What do I have to do... to become as strong as you?!"

"How about becoming my disciple?" Jiang Yang asked with a sly grin.

"Fine. The accomplished are teachers; that is only natural." With that, Qiu Chan prepared to perform the formal disciple ceremony.

Jiang Yang stepped forward to stop her and said teasingly, "Don't be so quick to bow. Becoming my disciple isn't that easy. You have to pass an assessment first."

"What assessment?" Qiu Chan asked urgently.

"I'll tell you when the time comes." Jiang Yang kept her in suspense. "Go wait for me in the Meeting Room first."

"Are we going to make babies in the Meeting Room?" Qiu Chan blinked mischievously, deliberately saying it loud enough for everyone to hear.

With that, a faintly wicked smile appeared on her face as she drifted toward the Meeting Room.

Clearly, Qiu Chan was no shy little girl.

Jiang Yang stood frozen in place, utterly speechless. He hadn't expected Qiu Chan to turn bad too—she even knew how to set traps for him now.

Sure enough, Ye Qingwei in the room immediately grew anxious when she heard that.

How could that bad woman be so frivolous?!

Hmph! It looked like she needed to work harder too!

As Ye Qingwei recalled the indecent punishments from last night, her pretty face quickly flushed hot and red.

Clenching her little fists, she encouraged herself, "I won't just work hard at night—I need to work even harder to improve my strength during the day!"

"System, if I become Qiu Chan's master, can I receive a reward?"

Jiang Yang had not completely won Qiu Chan over yet, but becoming her master had undoubtedly brought them closer. It also counted as seizing an opportunity that belonged to the Son of the Plane.

Becoming the master of the protagonist's master—his seniority was rising fast!

Yes, you can receive a reward.

Friendly reminder: rewards triggered through the same person can accumulate and stack, allowing you to obtain better rewards.

The system recommends that the host further deepen his relationship with Qiu Chan. After winning both her body and heart, extract the reward.

"Then there's no rush."

Jiang Yang understood the system's reward mechanism now. It was like doing ten consecutive pulls in some games—the odds of getting good items from consecutive pulls were much higher than from single pulls.

Since the system suggested it, he would be a hoarder for now.

However, winning Qiu Chan's body and heart would still take some time.

Before long, Jiang Yang arrived at the Meeting Room as well.

Seeing that no one else had arrived, Qiu Chan could not help pressing the matter. "What exactly is the assessment?"

Jiang Yang had already made plans for Qiu Chan's assessment. He gave her a suggestive smile. "The assessment is simple, but meeting its requirements will take some time. First, for the next month, you must do as I say."

"No problem. As a disciple, that's only proper. But you can't deliberately mess with me." Qiu Chan shot Jiang Yang a suspicious look.

Soon, everyone had finished washing up and arrived at the Meeting Room according to Jiang Yang's instructions.

"...Our team is beginning to take shape. Next, I'll go over the plans and arrangements for what comes next..."

Jiang Yang spoke at length from the head seat.

Ye Fan had yet to fully reap the opportunities available to him in the early stages, and Jiang Yang still had plenty to steal.

But before that, his teammates needed to adapt to the Apocalypse.

Ten minutes later, on the lower floor of the small base, Ye Qingwei held a Fire Axe while a swaying zombie stood some distance away.

"Brother... can I really do this?"

Ye Qingwei's hands trembled. Just a few days ago, she had still been a girl lying in a hospital bed. Now she was being asked to fight a zombie with an axe. It was truly hard for her to accept.

"You can do it. I'll be right beside you. This is a step you have to take."

Jiang Yang leaned in and kissed Ye Qingwei. She did not resist.

Sometimes, danger could also deepen the bond between two people. At that moment, Jiang Yang was Ye Qingwei's only source of support.

"In the Apocalypse, you'll have to fight monsters like this every day. It's unavoidable!"

Jiang Yang kept encouraging Ye Qingwei. Though she was a healer, healers needed a certain degree of combat ability too.

In the original story, Ye Qingwei's combat ability in the later stages had not been low.

Stacked with buffs, she charged in and out of zombie hordes as if no one could stop her. The Ye Qingwei of the future was a decisive and ruthless woman.

"Brother... I'll listen to you!"

Feeling the warmth lingering on her lips, Ye Qingwei tightened her grip on the Fire Axe. Green light flickered around her body as her ability activated unconsciously, a sign of her extreme nervousness.

The next instant, Ye Qingwei suddenly rushed forward and swung the axe at the zombie's forehead.

Because she lacked strength, the blow did not kill the zombie. It also missed its mark, striking the zombie in the shoulder and becoming lodged there.

Seeing this, Jiang Yang stepped forward to deal with the zombie. But just then, Ye Qingwei suddenly burst forth with strength and activated her ability again. In one motion, she pulled out the axe and began hacking wildly at the zombie's forehead.

"Beautiful!"

A glint flashed through Jiang Yang's eyes. Ye Qingwei's ability was for healing, but it could also restore stamina.

When the axe had gotten stuck in the zombie's shoulder, Ye Qingwei had used her ability to restore her strength, pulled out the axe, and then finished the zombie in one determined burst.

This was merely a Level 0 Zombie. Any ordinary person could kill one with proper preparation, and for Ye Qingwei's safety, Jiang Yang had broken the zombie's legs beforehand.

But Ye Qingwei was only a delicate young girl, and she had been extremely nervous.

Using her ability in that situation might have been due to panic—using whatever means she had available—but summoning the resolve to kill the zombie in one go afterward was Ye Qingwei's courage.

There was a saying: courage is humanity's hymn of praise.

In the Apocalypse, only those with the courage to take that first step could live better.

After killing the zombie, Ye Qingwei was covered in blood, but the panic on her face gradually transformed into determination.

She had taken her first step into the Apocalypse.

"How did it feel to kill a zombie with your own hands?"

Jiang Yang walked over, his eyes full of approval. He reached out to wrap an arm around Ye Qingwei's waist, but she suddenly turned away and escaped his clutches.

"Not great. But these things aren't that scary either."

Ye Qingwei's hands were still trembling, but her words were stubbornly defiant. In Jiang Yang's eyes, her loyalty suddenly rose by three points.

Jiang Yang was overjoyed and reached for her again, only for her to dodge once more.

Hm? She still wouldn't let him have his way?

"I'm covered in blood!"

Ye Qingwei stuck out her tongue and hid to the side to wipe herself clean.

"I don't mind blood. It's not like I'm disgusted by it."

Jiang Yang smiled faintly, kicked open a door, and released the next unlucky zombie.

"Next up, Sister Wan, it's your turn!"

At his words, Xiao Wan walked out from the stairwell. Like Ye Qingwei, she held a Fire Axe in her hand.

"Relax. Aim for the head."

Jiang Yang encouraged Xiao Wan, taking the opportunity to cop a feel, only to receive a glare from her.

Compared to Ye Qingwei, Xiao Wan was much calmer. Still, it was her first time facing a Zombie head-on—saying she wasn't afraid would have been impossible.

But the thought of her young master behind her calmed Xiao Wan considerably.

Besides, after serving as Jiang Yang's butler for so many years, whenever anything happened to him, she was the one who handled it.

She had cleaned up plenty of Jiang Yang's messes. Now, facing this Zombie, she couldn't let Jiang Yang see her make a fool of herself.

With that thought, Xiao Wan gritted her teeth and charged forward.

The personal chief butler of a super-rich young master, a woman with one foot already in Jiang Yang's harem—her professional skills were exceptional, and her fighting ability was no slouch either.

Xiao Wan feinted a step, taking advantage of the Zombie's mindless nature. With another feint, she swept its legs out from under it, then brought her axe down toward the Zombie as it lost its balance.

However, due to her lack of practice, the axe did not strike the Zombie in the head.

Even so, it drew a sidelong glance and an amazed exclamation from Ye Qingwei.

"Big Sis Xiao Wan is so strong!"

Ye Qingwei wiped the blood from her body. Watching Xiao Wan fight, she realized her own performance paled in comparison.

"You're strong too. It's just that she had professional instructors teaching her from a young age."

Jiang Yang wrapped an arm around Ye Qingwei's slender waist and watched Xiao Wan fight with admiration on his face.

Her parents had paid no small price to cultivate her.

Thinking of that, Jiang Yang imagined how thrilling it would be to conquer her someday.