Silent One Mask

Between the two vertical strokes in the middle of the character for Subspecies was a hole.

It was just enough to expose the Gene Particle on his brow.

It was practically an announcement of his Subspecies identity for everyone to see.

"I had this mask custom-made before. I originally wanted to go... ahem."

As Fu Junlin spoke, he realized he had said too much and quickly stopped himself.

"Go do what?"

Big Black asked gossipy.

"Nothing!"

But as soon as Fu Junlin said that, he felt a faint electric current slowly seep into his mind along with his thoughts.

"Hahaha, so you wanted to sneak out in the middle of the night and be an ambulance. What a noble spirit of chivalry!"

Big Black snickered wickedly.

"Hey! I told you not to pry into my thoughts! Don't push it!"

Fu Junlin immediately said sternly.

"My bad, my bad. I was just too curious. But I really couldn't tell—you're such a coward, yet you actually have the heart to change the status of Subspecies."

Though Big Black mocked him verbally, he could not help feeling a little respectful.

"I just wanted to go practice War Banner Art when I had nothing to do."

Fu Junlin replied irritably.

His expression dimmed slightly. Change the status of Subspecies? Perhaps every Subspecies had such a dream.

But how could one person possibly accomplish it?

"Alright, now that we have the mask, can we go up and compete?"

Big Black impatiently urged him on.

"No. They all saw my clothes just now. What use is wearing a mask if I go up now? Besides, I'm a War Banner Master and a Mecha Master. If you want to go up and fight, you need a profession too."

Fu Junlin said speechlessly.

"Isn't there Fistmaster? You don't need to rely on any elemental power. In my opinion, elements are something only weaklings use. A real man should use his body to smash through every obstacle. Only ultimate strength is the true path, understand? Remember what I said. This is the most useful stuff!"

Big Black lectured him in a preachy tone.

Fu Junlin blinked.

"...What score did you get on your last exam?"

"Get lost!!!"

Cheng Xiaoyu and Wang Jintang's battle was already nearing its end. With a handsome slash, Cheng Xiaoyu directly cut off the head of Wang Jintang's Iron Bucket Warrior and ended the fight.

Before Fu Junlin could react, Cheng Xiaoyu rushed over like the wind, picked him up, and spun him around twice.

"Brother, could you put me down? People might misunderstand!"

Fu Junlin hurriedly reached out to push him away.

But Cheng Xiaoyu was too excited.

One hundred thousand! A hundred thousand yuan in prize money!!

Most importantly, Cheng Xiaoyu had finally vented his anger!

In his obsession, he had already stood up for the girl he secretly loved and reclaimed his own dignity.

Only Wang Jintang, standing in the distance with a gloomy, livid face, watched Cheng Xiaoyu hug Fu Junlin and spin him around, savage light flashing in his eyes.

"It was Fu Junlin who helped him repair the mecha. Otherwise, that hundred thousand would have been yours."

At some point, Second Lin had arrived beside Wang Jintang. With a gloomy gaze, he explained how Cheng Xiaoyu's mecha had been repaired.

At that moment, Fu Junlin had no idea he had already landed himself in trouble.

After Cheng Xiaoyu had celebrated enough, Fu Junlin followed him back to the dormitory and held out his hand.

"The card!"

"Here. A promise is a promise—unlimited use! As long as my family's gym stays open, you can use the Gravity Room whenever you want!"

With a grand wave of his hand, Cheng Xiaoyu directly handed Fu Junlin his black card.

He had gotten the card purely to show off. Whenever he entered his family's gym, he had never needed to show it even once.

Even the girls at the front desk had slept in his bed.

Fu Junlin took the heavy black card. It had gold-trimmed edges and silver lettering, sparkling under the lights. It was very beautiful. Fu Junlin chuckled and solemnly put it away.

"Thanks."

"What are you thanking me for? I should be thanking you. Do you know how much I won? One hundred thousand!!"

Cheng Xiaoyu excitedly wrapped an arm around Fu Junlin's neck and whispered.

The smile on Fu Junlin's face instantly froze.

"How much!??"

Fu Junlin's voice shot up into a dolphin squeak. Though he had heard about this before, he had never looked into it closely. He only knew the stakes were high, that Cheng Xiaoyu was standing up for the girl he secretly loved, and that it was an important battle for his dignity. That was all.

He had never expected the wager to be one hundred thousand!!

Fu Junlin suddenly had a bad feeling. If the wager was one hundred thousand, would Wang Jintang take his anger out on him after learning that he had repaired Cheng Xiaoyu's mecha?

"Come on! I'm treating you to a feast!"

Without giving him a choice, Cheng Xiaoyu dragged Fu Junlin straight toward the elevator.

Fu Junlin secretly made up his mind. Wang Jintang would probably take his anger out on him, and that price was not small. No matter what, he had to fleece Cheng Xiaoyu properly today.

If they ate instant noodles, it had to be braised beef flavor! With an extra egg!!

No, two!