Top-Tier Battle of Wits

"Five liters of ice cream?"

"A freezer at minus thirty degrees?"

Question marks appeared over the heads of Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu. No, wait? Was this even human language?

What did he mean by saying she stayed in a minus thirty-degree freezer for an hour and polished off five whole liters of ice cream?

"Yeah, she was wailing like a ghost in there in the middle of the night. It was driving me crazy, so I finally healed her up and tossed her back home."

Chen Ming rested his chin on his hand, expressionless. The two girls looked at each other; thinking about Di Qiu'er's gluttonous nature and her super-sized appetite, it actually sounded like something she would do.

At the same time, Chen Ming felt the murderous glares from the students in Class One, but he continued to ignore them.

He didn't have anything going on with her, so what was there to be afraid of? Soon, the bell for class rang. Chen Ming calmly flipped through his book, and the class quieted down to study. The period passed quickly.

As everyone filed out of the classroom, Dong Qianqiu noticed several boys following Chen Ming with hostile intent and immediately tugged on Lan Mengqin's sleeve to signal her to look.

Lan Mengqin looked over and frowned. No way? Were these boys in her class really that delusional? They had been crushed by Chen Ming just yesterday, and they were still looking for trouble today?

"Chen Ming, let's go eat together."

Lan Mengqin immediately pulled Dong Qianqiu over to Chen Ming's side and suggested they eat together.

"I'm fine with that."

Chen Ming nodded slightly, his expression very indifferent. Meanwhile, his usually hyperactive roommates started acting cool and aloof.

Because Chen Ming rarely spoke, he was either reading, cultivating, or typing on his keyboard.

Since the two prettiest girls in Class One had spoken up, and most of the girls in the class called Chen Ming their "male god," they figured that must be the type girls liked.

However, it didn't seem to do much good; they were still too dependent on their "character models." The group arrived at the cafeteria.

Chen Ming stuffed several portions of food into his Pokeball, though since Di Qiu'er was carrying several boxes of snacks, she definitely wouldn't starve.

His appetite remained astonishing, yet his table manners were incredibly elegant. Lan Mengqin watched as Chen Ming finished his fifth basin of rice, then leaned over to peek at his stomach, which showed absolutely no change.

"Say, don't you get fat eating this much? Is there some secret to it?"

Lan Mengqin seemed very concerned about this, and even Dong Qianqiu couldn't help but be drawn in.

"No. I have innate super strength, and my body consumes a massive amount of energy. You could say I don't gain weight no matter how much I eat."

"Innate super strength... do you know how many girls would envy a physique like yours?"

Hearing this, Lan Mengqin looked at him with an expression of pure envy. A physique that didn't gain weight no matter what you ate! What girl wouldn't want that?

"Um... I want to ask... is your sister the same way?"

Dong Qianqiu suddenly thought of Di Qiu'er, who also seemed to have an incredible appetite but never gained any weight.

Although they were all just over six years old, due to their soul power and soul rings, they were already about the size of eight or nine-year-olds.

Because Di Qiu'er had been well-nourished up until now, she was curvy in all the right places.

If Di Qiu'er were to compare weight with Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu, Di Qiu'er would definitely be the heaviest. Even though the three were roughly the same height, it wasn't a matter of height.

Di Qiu'er could see her toes when she looked down, while Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu could see their entire feet. That was the difference.

"Yeah, Qiu'er is the same as me—innate super strength. In fact, she's even stronger than I am."

Chen Ming nodded in response to Dong Qianqiu's question. Hearing this, Lan Mengqin couldn't help but ask:

"Is this innate super strength of yours a family trait passed down through generations? You have it, and your sister has it too."

"...I don't know."

Chen Ming shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth, then pulled out another large basin of rice, indicating he had no idea.

In short, Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu were genuinely envious of this physique; after all, girls cared about beauty and were naturally concerned about their figures.

If you ate too much and it went to the wrong places, that would be a disaster.

After lunch, there were no classes in the afternoon. Once the two groups parted ways, they headed back to their respective dorms.

"Wuwuwu... Old Chen... why do those two pretty girls only talk to you?"

Seeing Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu walk away, Lei Yuan said with a mournful face. The three of them were living, breathing people standing right there, but the girls acted like they didn't even exist.

"Yeah, Old Chen, do you have some kind of secret?"

"Spit out the secret! Don't blame your brothers for trying to take it by force!"

The three of them rolled up their sleeves, clearly wanting to uncover the secret. Chen Ming rolled his eyes at them and said speechlessly:

"You guys should focus on raising your soul power by a level instead of thinking about all this nonsense."

"Old Chen, you're not being a good friend..."

"Say, do girls nowadays really like the cold and aloof type? How do I look?"

Lei Yuan tried to act indifferent, but he looked absolutely ridiculous. Chen Ming gave his assessment:

"Frost Goblin."

"Hey, hey, hey! That's going too far, Old Chen!"

"What about someone enthusiastic like me?"

Huo Tian rubbed his chin. Since the aloof approach wasn't working, he would try a different path—the enthusiastic one. Chen Ming also spoke without hesitation:

"Flame Goblin."

"Ahhh! Old Chen, I'm going to fight you to the death!"

Huo Tian's composure shattered instantly. Could he really be blamed for his poor modeling skills? Just then, Feng Rulang muttered in deep thought.

"Actually... I still prefer someone a bit more enthusiastic."

In an instant, Chen Ming, Huo Tian, and Lei Yuan froze. The three of them turned to look at Feng Rulang in unison, and a burst of intense music began to play.

"Prefer someone enthusiastic in what way?"

Huo Tian asked, still somewhat shaken. The atmosphere solidified instantly; the three of them were already prepared to start swinging. This was zero-tolerance territory—unless you were one of them.

"I meant I like girls who are lively and enthusiastic, I absolutely didn't mean anything else..."

"Is that so..."

Feng Rulang hurriedly explained. Huo Tian looked at him suspiciously, and at this moment, Lei Yuan spoke up.

"When you got up to use the bathroom last night, why did you stare at the sleeping Huo Tian for ten minutes?"

As the words fell, the atmosphere solidified once again. The three of them stared daggers at Feng Rulang. If he didn't provide a reasonable explanation, he was finished.

"...I was just curious how Old Huo sleeps with a basin tied to his backside..."

He immediately offered an explanation. Hearing this, Lei Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly. To be honest, he was also curious about how Huo Tian slept, but just then, Chen Ming's voice suddenly rang out.

"I remember... doesn't Old Huo close the curtains when he sleeps? How did you see him? And why did you watch for a full ten minutes?"

As Chen Ming's words fell, the atmosphere solidified again. Huo Tian felt his scalp tingle and his rear tighten, his eyes locked onto the other man. If he didn't get an explanation, he would definitely suppress him.

PS: The fifth update for February 25th, totaling 10,000 words.

8,000 words on the other side, 18,000 words total for today.