I Want to Slack Off Too, I Can't Go On Like This

Episode 24: She Wanted to Kill Him—What Had Happened to Zhiyuan?

Did you remember anything?

Seeing that the troublesome Jia Ji had left, Mu Chen asked with concern.

Qi Yuan nodded, then shook her head.

Mu Chen stared. What was that supposed to mean?

Qiyuan then told Mu Chen everything that had just happened.

Only then did Mu Chen understand why Qi Yuan wanted to kill that guy Jia Ji. She had been just about to see who it was, only to wake up at the most crucial moment.

Mu Chen, how about we do it again?

When Mu Chen saw that Smoker wanted to try again without even thinking it over, he agreed immediately.

Without another word, Mu Chen used his illusion technique on Smoker again. This time, however, Smoker woke up in less than three seconds. It had lasted nearly seven or eight seconds just now, but now it only lasted three.

Zhiyuan, how did it go?

Faced with Mu Chen's question, Gion could only shake her head helplessly. No. Every time she was about to see those people's faces, she automatically snapped out of it.

Neither Qiyuan nor Mu Chen had expected that result. Mu Chen felt somewhat helpless too. Right now, he truly wanted to observe three seconds of silence for Jia Ji. Of all times, it had to be interrupted at the most critical moment. Could there really be such a coincidence?

Zhiyuan, it's okay. My illusion technique probably just isn't strong enough yet. Once I get stronger and my ability improves, it should work.

With his current illusion technique, achieving that effect was already impressive. If he upgraded the Blood Sharingan to the Mangekyou Sharingan, wouldn't he be able to see whatever he wanted? That gave Gion some hope. "Thank you!"

Qi Yuan was no longer in Mu Chen's arms. After their few experiments, she had voluntarily lain on Mu Chen's bed. But when she recalled crying in his arms earlier, her little face immediately turned red. Besides, she was still on Mu Chen's bed, where she could faintly smell a man's sweat.

All right, I'm leaving. I'll come find you next time.

The more Qi Yuan thought about it, the less she could stay. From childhood to adulthood, she had never been so intimate with a man—and Mu Chen was even several years younger than her. That made it even harder to justify.

Mu Chen watched Qi Yuan leave his room, but his sharp eyes still caught the faint blush and shyness on her face.

Just then, Jia Ji's miserable scream came from outside the door.

Zhiyuan, why are you slashing at me?

What did I do?

Uh, no, don't draw your sword!

As Jia Ji's voice grew more distant, the outside finally became quiet.

Pray for yourself, Jia Ji. The next day, training continued as usual. Mu Chen had hoped he could comprehend Armament Haki without using his slacking-off points, so he had been reluctant to exchange his ten thousand-plus points. After all, upgrading the Mangekyou Sharingan required 150,000 Moyu Points, while opening the fourth gate of the Eight Gates, the Gate of Hurt, required another 80,000. They were truly expensive.

At Mu Chen's current pace, if he slacked off for four hours a day, it would take around four months. This golden finger was useless—after four months, it would be far too late.

But there was no other way to earn slacking-off points. And this morning, Commodore Jiaji had been targeted by Qiyuan. She bullied Jia Ji in every possible way, leaving him unable to call on heaven or earth for help. He was utterly miserable.

But Mu Chen was not much better off. Zefa had given him some private tutoring all by himself.

Mu Chen, what are you thinking about, brat?

Don't think you're so great just because you learned Tekkai and Paper Pistol in seven days. Don't forget, I gave you a month.

As soon as Zefa finished speaking, his fists began raining down on Mu Chen again. Tekkai!

Mu Chen gritted his teeth. Was he really just going to take the beating?

To be honest, Tekkai was a very powerful skill if Armament Haki did not exist. Mu Chen could now feel that, once he used Tekkai, his entire body and every muscle became as hard as steel.

When he had not known Tekkai at first, Mu Chen had been beaten black and blue by Zefa. But things were much better now; he was basically no longer getting hurt.

Brat, your Tekkai is pretty good. Then I'll have to get serious!

As soon as Zefa finished speaking, his fist turned pitch-black.

Teacher Zephyr, you—

Before Mu Chen could finish speaking, Zefa's punch sent him flying hundreds of meters away, slamming him into a huge crater.

Dust filled the air.

Teacher Zephyr, you have no martial virtue!

After the dust settled, Mu Chen struggled to his feet, brushed the dirt off himself, and looked at his chest. Damn, this time it was truly bruised.

Mu Chen, Armament Haki, as the name implies, is used to arm yourself. It not only provides extremely high defense, but also extremely high attack power.

You need to use your energy precisely, rather than wielding it as casually as Tekkai.

From my attack just now, I could tell that you already use Tekkai very well, and your energy control is also excellent. But you still haven't reached the level of Armament Haki.

Zefa used a step and arrived beside Mu Chen, then began instructing him.

At that moment, another series of thudding combat sounds rang out. Not far from Mu Chen, a figure flew past at high speed, followed by a massive boom as a huge crater was blasted out.

Smoker—uh, spare me! I don't even know what I did wrong this time!

Jia Ji was covered in bruises, and he even had a dark red circle around one eye.

Looking into the distance, Mu Chen saw Qi Yuan still holding a kicking pose, with dissipating Armament Haki lingering around her foot.

When Mu Chen saw Jia Ji's aggrieved expression, he wanted to laugh, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

When Jia Ji saw that Mu Chen had been sent flying too, his anger immediately flared.

Mu Chen, are you trying to laugh? Hold it in! It's all your fault. Otherwise, Smoker wouldn't be treating me like this.

Ow, it looks like this handsome face of mine is ruined.

Jiaqi covered his face, looking as though he was about to cry.