Build a little wooden cabin too!
Zhao Bai happily planned for the future. To Himeko, though, his expression looked somehow off. As an older single woman, she had already had her fill of public displays of affection.
"Let's go. Don't linger here—the students are getting embarrassed."
The students practicing exoskeleton control nearby immediately burst into laughter.
"What's so funny about that?!"
Himeko turned around and shouted.
Zhao Bai had no idea what had happened. He had done nothing wrong, yet people disliked him for no reason just because he stood there. It made Zhao Bai, who had always treated others kindly, somewhat uneasy. He asked tentatively, "I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"
"No!"
Himeko shook her head emphatically.
This bastard had flaunted his affection and force-fed everyone dog food, then had the nerve to ask whether he had said anything wrong.
It was utterly outrageous.
Her loss of composure was only occasional. Most of the time, Himeko was a strict yet considerate instructor. Zhao Bai left in confusion, while Himeko turned back with a stern expression and glared unfriendly at the students who had laughed at her.
"Add more weight. Those who were carrying ten bags of cement just now will carry fifteen."
The trainees were all baffled. The exoskeleton armor was doing the lifting anyway—what kind of punishment was adding five more bags of cement? It was not until they actually hefted ten bags of cement onto their shoulders that they realized the malice behind it.
As the weight increased, so did the inertia. What had just been effortless control suddenly became a struggle.
The students all looked miserable, sweat pouring down their faces.
This was not merely punishment. It was also teaching them how to use exoskeletons.
P.S. I spent the entire morning playing games... The