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Chapter 86: Professional players?

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

"Wang…. Zheng, I remember you. Seems like you made it into Ares College."

Zhao Lingfeng exclaimed.

"Just a stroke of luck." Wang Zheng was too embarrassed to say anything more. No one knew his family background, and Zhao Lingfeng was considerate enough not to expose his family matters in front of his classmates.

"Lingfeng, who are these people?" A slender, tall girl with a pony tail donning sports attire walked toward them. It wasn't exaggeration when they said Beijing University was a lover's paradise. Student Wang glanced at her a few more times.

Perhaps it was the workout that made her face turn a reddish glow which exuded a feeling of fitness.

"Qingqing, let me introduce you to Ye Zisu, belle of Dawn Middle School, now part of Ares College's Mecha Department. And Wang Zheng is also Ares College's….. Wang Zheng what's is your specialization right now?"

Halfway through his speech, Zhao Lingfeng realised he didn't really know Wang Zheng.

"Wang Zheng, I am from the Physics Department. Just an ordinary student."

"Hi, I am Liu Qing. I am currently chasing Lingfeng, nice to meet all of you." Liu Qing heartily offered her hand. "And who might this lovely little girl be?"

Zhao Lingfeng stood to one side. A sense of pride could be naturally sensed from him. It was needless to say how attractive he was to girls. No matter where he went, pretty girls would flock around him. He didn't talk about Wang Zheng because he was too lazy to even discuss him, not because he acknowledged his presence. To a certain extent, Wang Zheng was not on his level, and belittling Wang Zheng would only lower his status.

"My name is Xiao Yin and I'm Wang Zheng's distant cousin."

She stepped back and held onto Wang Zheng's arm, which made him unable to move.

Ye Zisu glanced and was mildly surprised. As a real fan of Lin Huiyin, Ye Zisu knew Lin Huiyin didn't like to touch strangers, especially people of the opposite sex. Yet it seemed too natural and casual for Lin Huiyin.

"Hehe, Zisu, it has been a long time since we last met. Let's have a meal together and have a good chat. I am Dawn's alumni president. It has been a while since we met, and it would be nice to have a class gathering."

Zhao Lingfeng stared gleamingly at Ye Zisu. Individuals who had stepped foot into a university were more or less equivalent to entering the true echelons of society. Ye Zisu's identity and appearance had aroused the attention of numerous accomplished males to crave and to conquer her.

Meanwhile, Liu Qing was pondering in deep thought, "Hey, I think I have heard of this friend of yours from somewhere…"

Zhao Lingfeng peeked unnaturally at Liu Qing. With his looks, girls would only swarm over him, but instead Liu Qing had only been staring at Wang Zheng for a long while.

"When Wang Zheng was young and impulsive, he did a lot of shocking things at Dawn and has even been on Beijing's newspaper. You have probably seen him there, which is why he seems familiar."

Zhao Lingfeng said, as he looked at Liu Qing. On one hand, she was indeed attractive, and on the other hand, she could be used to improve his charm. If he was able to steal her heart, he would be able to attract more girls.

Ye Zisu frowned slightly, "Lingfeng, don't talk about the past."

Zhao Lingfeng shrugged and was confused. Why would Ye Zisu get mixed up with that bunch of unsavory people?

Liu Qing had definitely seen Wang Zheng's name somewhere recently, but she couldn't recall where she had seen it.

At one side, there was someone who hit a good shot, and thereupon Lin Huiyin clapped. "Cousin, I want to watch you play a game of baseball."

Wang Zheng sweated because he and Yan Xiaosu often avoided this kind of stuff.

"I don't know, I have never played baseball before."

"Wang Zheng, it's not me who's trying to bring you down. But as graduates of Dawn and since you entered Ares College, we should not bring shame to Dawn. Let me give a demonstration instead."

He grabbed the baseball bat, walked to the striking point, and proclaimed, "Your posture has to be like this, pay attention to your arms and wrists, turn your anger into power, and focus your attention on the incoming ball."

Zhao Lingfeng made a few deliberate movements which were the most standard ones in the field. Zhao Lingfeng was known to be a sports tyrant in school because his genes were above average and he learned exceptionally fast. Not to mention he did all kinds of sports in his leisure time. As Yan Xiaosu once said, this guy was born to be a disaster.

The baseball bat swung forward. Zhao Lingfeng elegantly struck the ball and knocked it flying miles away at the right angle – a beautiful shot. Whereupon huge applause occurred and he made it seem like it was nothing special.

"Wang Zheng, it is your turn." Zhao Lingfeng handed him the baseball bat.

Wang Zheng waved his hand, "I'm here to accompany you, I'm not going to play."

"Cousin, you will not be able to chase a girl like this. I will support you, come on!"

Lin Huiyin was clearly more determined than Wang Zheng, and she gently pushed Wang Zheng. Unfortunately, he could only accept his fate and lightly picked up the baseball bat.

Zhao Lingfeng stood to one side and grinned modestly as he waited for Wang Zheng to make a fool of himself.

Wang Zheng had always felt that baseball was an overly easy sport. Although Lingfeng had hit the ball with his strongest strike, it looked like an amateur's move to Wang Zheng. He felt lazy to participate, and he even felt that a haphazard strike on the ball from him would win cheers from the crowd.

Wang Zheng held onto the baseball bat and spontaneously reenacted the striking pose almost instinctively. Liu Qing, on the sideline, was shocked and even proclaimed that Wang Zheng was pretty good.

Peng….

A high speed ball instantly flew out from the automatic baseball pitching machine. To ordinary people's eyes, it happened in a flash, but in the eyes of Wang Zheng, it was as though the ball was flying in slow motion.

Boom….

There was a loud sound like an explosion, and thereupon, the ball flew up toward the skies, far beyond the sight of any human being.

Wang Zheng's heart skipped a beat. Granny's leg! It seemed like he had used the wrong amount of strength. His mentality wasn't quite right yet; it was as though he was flaunting his strength when he struck the ball.

Students cheered vehemently, "Damn, this is the first time I've seen such a ferocious strike!"

"This guy must be a professional player!"

"Out of 10 people who come to visit, there are 8 or 9 who only come to our school to flirt!"

"Girl, this is infuriating!"

Zhao Lingfeng was a little embarrassed, "Hehe, Wang Zheng's luck is not bad."

"Not bad, I guess. Just like I said, it was probably 'beginner's luck.' It has to be like this."

"Since luck is on your side today, why not play two more rounds and bring further glory to Dawn?" Zhao Lingfeng laughed.

Wang Zheng didn't want to pick a fight with a nobody. However, Zhao Lingfeng didn't know when to stop provoking him. Wang Zheng thought that Lingfeng was here to pick a fight because he had nothing better to do.

"Sure, a rare opportunity."

Followed by three consecutive shots, Wang Zheng was no longer modest in using brute force to strike ball after ball, producing tremendous striking sounds which caused the field to be silent.

"Damn, he is definitely from a professional team!"

Ye Zisu and Lin Huiyin were not stingy with their applause. To Wang Zheng, unless it was an extremely complicated sport, sports like baseball would not pose a problem to him. Baseball only required hand eye coordination, so it was simply too easy for him.

Zhao Lingfeng felt ashamed and finally stopped pestering Wang Zheng.

"Sister Zisu, let's go to the next place."

Lin Huiying arrived as a guest, so naturally Wang Zheng and Zisu welcomed any of her requests.

"Zisu let's gather during lunch break to discuss the class gathering."

Zhao Lingfeng still did not want to let go of this opportunity.

"We'll talk next time. Wang Zheng and I have something else to do, so we shall go first," Ye Zisu said.

On the way there, Lin Huiyin was elated and playfully punched Ye Zisu and whispered into her ears, "Sister Zisu, I think you and Brother Wang Zheng are very compatible. Do you need my help to bring the both of you together?"

Ye Zisu turned red instantly, "We are friends, and we are not in the kind of relationship you thought us to be."

"Is it? Back in my hometown, girls pursuing happiness need to be brave, and if you miss the opportunity, it will never present itself again."

Lin Huiyin spoke like a young adult.

Under Lin Huiyin's persuasion, they were on their way to the theme park. Indeed, girls her age would most likely love to visit the theme park. But it seemed like she was deliberately setting up an opportunity for Wang Zheng and Ye Zisu to be together.

In the near distance, hiding perfectly under the shadow of the trees, An Jili was confused that her highness was actually interested in this extremely childish theme park.

Lin Huiyin was too timid to ride the roller coaster, but she insisted for Wang Zheng and Ye Zisu to ride for her to see.

Lin Huiyin stood below with her eyes wide open. Although Wang Zheng was deemed to be "superb" by most people, he was not suitable for her cousin. Wang Zheng and Aina were both burdens to each other in their relationships. She knew her cousin's personality very well. Aina might appear to be mature, but she was actually quite stubborn. But if Wang Zheng had a girlfriend, perhaps she would let him go.

"Oh, these few adults always make me worried." Lin Huiyin shook her head helplessly.

Though Ye Zisu was from a military school, she was still intimidated by the high speed roller coaster. Girls would definitely try to be more delicate, especially in these situations.

Wang Zheng was tortured by Lin Huiyin's roller coaster idea. He was dizzy by the tossing and turning of the roller coaster, but once he saw Ye Zisu so contented, it was all worth it. Since Ye Zisu had helped him several times and Wang Zheng had yet to show any sign of appreciation, he felt better if he could draw a smile from Ye Zisu from time to time.

When Wang Zheng and Ye Zisu finished the ride, they came down to find Lin Huiyin missing. She was replaced by a solemn woman.

"Nice to meet you two. Miss Lin is on her way back to attend to urgent tasks. To thank the both of you, she booked Xiang Fei Bin for dinner this evening. Once again, thanks for the hospitality, and in addition, here's a small gift."

She took out a rigid gift box after she spoke. Judging by its size, it should have been an album.

Retro albums had transformed into an appreciative art. It was the same reason as to why mechanical watches were so popular. Rumors had it that the nobility in the upper class society still did not appreciate new technologies like the Skylink.

The lengthened Lincoln electro-magnetic car had been waiting at the entrance of the theme park, and after Lin Huiyin got on, they would arrive at their destination in no time.

Xiang Fei Bin was one of the most famous restaurants in Beijing. The dinner was required to be scheduled one month in advance because it had five Michelin Stars. Even senior VIPs were also required to schedule one week prior to the dinner date. Since Wang student had been tortured by Lin Huiyin for the whole day, he had to eat to his heart's content.

But he didn't expect it to be such a high-class restaurant.

"Wang Zheng, Ye Zisu, Miss Lin has arranged everything. Please enjoy your dinner."

The VIP area was situated at Beijing world trade center's 88th floor with 360 degree rounded corners and a majestic view of the scenery. Of course, the most important aspect was the food, and no glutton would be able to refuse this place.

Ye Zisu was grateful for Lin Huiyin's arrangement that allowed her to dine here several times. But it all seemed too good to be true.

If there was something to eat, Wang Zheng wouldn't be courteous about it. The food here was good, and the amount of food Lin Huiyin ordered had caused Wang Zheng's appetite to increase proportionately. Moreover, everyone who had come would never reject the food but focus on chewing instead. Ye Zisu was not a large eater, hence she spent most of her time watching Wang Zheng eat.

Wang Zheng's surroundings were filled with elegant women and men who had nothing to say to him. With beautiful women at his sides and a classy atmosphere, he munched down his food a little too fiercely.

"I really envy your appetite." Ye Zisu laughed. "Are you going for Dawn's class gathering? Knowing more friends will help you in the long run."

Wang Zheng waved his hand. "Forget it, that's the elite classmates' gathering, and it has nothing to do with me. Zhao Lingfeng was being polite and invited you. I don't want to be thick-skinned and barge in to create more trouble."

Ye Zisu sighed. "I know you look down on us."

Wang Zheng was surprised. "What do you mean? I'm envious of you."

Chapter 87: Ten Thousand Chilled Arctic Water

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

"If you are not considered an elite, then what are we? You are one of the founding fathers of the Space Time Displacement Theory, and your impeccable operating of mecha will certainly put you in the running to be selected for this year's IG's trial. Look around the Earth, you cannot be regarded as a nobody," Ye Zisu complained. She was not concerned about Wang Zheng's potential, it was his attitude that she was annoyed with. At the very least, she felt that she would have been regarded as Wang Zheng's friend.

Although Wang Zheng's EQ was relatively low, he realized he was wrong and scratched his head. "Zisu, I'm sorry. I thought I was calm, but in fact I was a little irritated. I apologize and I acknowledge that you are my friend."

The moment she saw Wang Zheng acting so solemnly, she laughed. From the beginning, she already knew Wang Zheng had already accepted her as a friend.

"To be honest, I sincerely hope that you will attend the class gathering to stop their arrogant behavior. I heard that in these few months, Zhao Lingfeng has been doing well in the University of Beijing. His family business has opened up in the Mars market, and the profits are abundant. He's definitely going to show off his achievements. Though it seems a little tacky, it's his way of life."

Wang Zheng cut a huge piece of Wagyu beef and stuffed it into his mouth. He remembered that Yan Xiaosu once explained how natural Wagyu beef was made. It was grown in Moriati Space City. Not only did the cattle eat sumptuous meals everyday, they also drank beer regularly and had professionals massage them. A small piece would cost a thousand dollars, and one could imagine how much it would cost for that piece of Wagyu beef that Wang Zheng had cut. The texture and taste of the Wagyu beef were surely satisfying.

"I feel that the lifestyle isn't that bad. Everyone has their own way of life, and if you feel that there is a need, I can accompany you to the class gathering. Anyhow, we are the representatives for Ares College, and yes, don't forget to call Yan Xiaosu."

"Of course, you two brothers have always been inseparable. I'm really envious," Ye Zisu said sincerely. She met a lot of so-called best friends, but there was never a pair that could compare to Wang Zheng and Yan Xiaosu. People would only reveal their true feelings when in distress.

"Lin Huiyin was very kind and polite to invite us to this luxurious meal even though we did nothing. Hopefully it will happen a few more times."

Ye Zisu couldn't stop smiling, because she liked Lin Huiyin. It was only then that she realized she did not have many opportunities to be with Wang Zheng. Throughout the whole trip, she could only recall what happened between her and Wang Zheng and had almost forgotten that Lin Huiyin was in the picture.

Ye Zisu was embarrassed thinking about all these things. She reproached herself for being infatuated with Wang Zheng again.

Wang Zheng drank and ate ferociously while Ye Zisu helped him to pour the drinks. Somehow, she enjoyed looking at Wang Zheng munching away.

"The plain water is not bad." Wang Zheng drank the whole cup in one go. The waiter passed by and almost fell down.

"Sir, please do not insult us. This is Ten Thousand Chilled Arctic Water boiled to the temperature of 99 degrees. It has the best taste and texture compared to any water in the galaxy!"

The waiter was already dissatisfied at Wang Zheng's eating habits. Furthermore, this pauper presence was causing the restaurant's reputation and standards to drop!

Wang Zheng was stunned, "Wow, so this is the legendary drink which can increase a person's longevity and even increase one's vitality?"

To be brutally honest, it was just like any other plain water, at most water taken from the arctic.

The waiter's face was scrunched up, and just as he was about to say something, Ye Zisu couldn't hold back any more. "Mind your words. Although my friend has a good temper, that does not give you the right to be rude. It seems like this restaurant's standards are dropping drastically."

The waiter looked dismayed and remembered that this area was the level A cabin. He apologized profusely with his lowered head and slipped away quietly.

"Hehe, Zisu you are pretty amazing sometimes."

Ye Zisu irked, "You just realised? Actually, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing."

Wang Zheng laughed boisterously. "Such an adorable wolf, I would like to own one."

Wang Zheng said casually, and Ye Zisu was piqued by it. Student Wang ate comfortably, while Ye Zisu was happy. She was more grateful to Lin Huiyin than ever before.

They opened Lin Huiyin's gift, which contained a signed album, a few posters, and two front row tickets for the concert, obviously prepared for the two them. Lin Huiying was too thoughtful when it came to Ye Zisu and Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng and Ye Zisu looked at each other with mild bewilderment because Lin Huiyin's gifts were just too extravagant.

"Perhaps it not much to her, or maybe the people of Aslan are just polite."

Ye Zisu giggled.

After hearing about Aslaneans, Wang Zheng went into deep thought. Although he was back to normal in just a few moments, he quickly finished everything that Lin Huiyin had ordered.

After their dinner, Ye Zisu invited Wang Zheng to take a walk. Wang student was a geek who only knew how to train, so he was not familiar with the region, except for the area in the school's vicinity. Truthfully, Beijing was really pretty with numerous sights.

The two of them chatted while they walked. It was the first time they had a pleasant chat about their secondary school stories.

"Are you kidding? So you had been stalking me?" Wang Zheng ridiculed.

Ye Zisu gently hammered Wang Zheng. "What do you mean stalking? I merely thought you were fun to watch. Don't you know you were different from the rest of them? You often dozed off in class and you only barely passed every test."

Wang Zheng scratched his head. Ugh, he was forced by the old man, and his actions must have been premeditated. Perhaps he owed someone a large sum of money?

"Well, you got me. Seems like you know too much."

Ye Zisu gently bit her lips and asked, "What do you want to do with it?"

Wang Zheng laughed and was ready to ridicule her, but suddenly, in the alley, six men appeared.

"Gee, I don't know what he wants, but we brothers want to have a good conversation with you about life."

"Boss, remember to tell her about your ambitions too. I heard that girls from university like to talk about that as well."

"Stupid, of course I know. Once we are in bed, I'll slowly teach her!"

"Big brother, look at this girl's walking posture, she's probably still a child. Big brother is in luck."

"Hehe, if I see blood, everyone will be rewarded."

Ye Zisu was apprehensive because these guys had tattoos all over their bodies and smoked cigarettes. Additionally, knives were in their hands.

After all, Ye Zisu was from a military school, so she wasn't scared and even took a fighting stance.

"Yo, this pretty chick knows martial arts. If we like your performance, we will serve you until you are satisfied. Come, and move the eyesore aside."

Five bald hooligans swarmed toward Wang Zheng. In that instant, Wang Zheng knew that he had no choice but to take them out. He tried his best not to kill them.

It took a total of five seemingly light and fluttering hits to send five men rolling on the ground in pain. Wang Zheng had no tolerance for these kinds of people, so he hit them hard, so hard that it would carve a deep impression in their memories. They would have to rest for at least a few months in bed before they would be able to walk again.

The man with a scar on his face was shocked and instantly took out a gun, "Kid, you are quite good at martial arts, but how dare you hit my brothers. You are fast, but are you faster than the bullet?"

He pulled the trigger as soon as he finished talking. Wang Zheng spurted forward, and in an instant, he grabbed onto the opponent's wrist which was holding the gun.

Kacha….

Wang Zheng broke his arm.

"Tell us who sent you here."

Wang Zheng squatted down and hit the man's head lightly.

"I don't know. I dare you to kill me." Scarface was tenacious.

Wang Zheng couldn't hide his excitement anymore. If Ye Zisu was not by his side, he would have a million ways to force Scarface to talk. In this respect, he had been taught by Bonehead, and merely threatening him was just being too nice to him.

"Killing and hitting someone is terrifying. What if I broke your arms and legs, would you still be able to bully someone else? Or should I hand over all of you to the police and proclaim that you bunch of hooligans tried to rob two university students, our country's assets? If not, should I bring your punishment into my own hands?"

With his back facing Ye Zisu, Wang Zheng's gaze was like a beast. It sent chills down Scarface's spine. It was as though he was a cold-blooded killer.

"Big… big brother, I'm wrong. Actually, we wanted to scare you two, and someone gave us 5 million dollars to teach both of you a lesson. If it was successful, we would receive another 5 million dollars."

"Who asked all of you to do this?!"

"I don't know who he is. Big brother, big sister, I was introduced by an intermediary."

"If that is the case, does that mean that you are useless now?" Wang Zheng smiled and stretched out his hand. Scarface's face was aghast because this man broke their bones with ease. He counted his lucky stars that he was not dead as of then.

Terrified, he quickly begged for mercy, a typical example of what happened when the strong bullied the weak.

Wang Zheng could feel that Scarface was genuinely scared. But if he was telling the truth, he wouldn't know who wanted him dead.

Holding the gun, he slapped Scarface with the barrel several few times. "You have arms and legs, yet you don't want to search for a decent job. Get lost. If you let me see you guys again, you guys will not be as lucky as today."

Once he finished talking, he dragged Ye Zisu and left quickly. Although Ye Zisu looked gentle, she was physically strong and was even eager to try her skills. It was just that Wang Zheng left her with no opportunity to try.

Scarface struggled to pick the gun and breathed in the cold air with shock. The tip of the gun was bent.

Damn, it was hard to survive in this society. Were all the military students so brutal?

Wang Zheng didn't say much and just treated the incident like another normal occurrence. He sent Zisu back to the dormitory. Fortunately, Zisu wasn't an ordinary girl, so she wasn't fazed by the incident. Unfortunately, the rare romantic time between the two of them was destroyed.

"Zisu, have a good dream and a good night. Also, thank you."

"Wang Zheng… Goodnight."

Ye Zisu gently bit her lips. Although ultimately she didn't say anything, she was already very happy today.

As the eldest daughter of OMG, she had gone through anti-kidnapping training from a young age, and she could see that Wang Zheng had dominated his opponents easily. But in the eyes of ordinary people, Wang Zheng's movements were merely decisive and a little brutal. It seemed like there was nothing he could not do.

When Wang Zheng gently embraced Ye Zisu from behind, she heard her heart skip a beat. Her love for Wang Zheng was that intense and blissful.

In the dormitory, three beautiful ladies were leisurely doing their stuff – Meng Tian was quietly reading her book, An Mei was putting on makeup, and Du Qingqing was sketching. An Mei was wearing small, sexy panties with her legs panned flat on the ground while struggling with her eyebrow pen. Du Qingqing was wearing a thin, short jacket, revealing her delicate waistline. Ignoring everything else in the dormitory, she immersed herself in her own world.

"Our beautiful lady Ye has returned!"

The three of them immediately set down whatever they were doing and rushed towards Ye Zisu.

"Is Lin Huiyin beautiful in person?"

"Did you get her autograph?"

"What did the three of you do the whole day?"

An Mei and the other girls gossiped away and the gift was soon snatched up. The surrounding dormitories heard the news and came forth to gossip as well. The dormitory was filled with laughter, and the boys outside the windows couldn't help but to stop and look at what was going on.

But on Wang Zheng's side, once he entered the door, Zhang Shan immediately separated the gift from Wang Zheng and Chen Xiu and Yao Ailun swarmed forward. They began to distribute the trophies, completely ignoring Student Wang's share.

"Hehe, Brothers, leave some for me and Yan Xiaosu."

"Relax, we'll keep a portion for him."

"Where's mine?"

"You are not even Huiyin's fan, why do you need her things? We will help you make full use of them."

"Is Huiyin beautiful? Is she prettier in person, or on stage?"

Wang Zheng helplessly shrugged. "She wore a cap and a pair of sunglasses in person. I couldn't see anything, but she should be an adorable loli."

"Beast!"

"Worse than a beast!"

Wang Zheng was speechless. What had he done…..

Chapter 88: Only a Tyrant Can Suppress Another Tyrant!

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

"Will there still be activities for tomorrow? Why don't we lure her to the school?"

"Yes, the three of us shall devise a plan!"

The three of them whispered secretively. Wang Zheng leapt onto the bed. "Stop with the day dreaming; we are done with the program today. We are done!"

Yao Ailun and the rest felt hugely disappointed, but they were quickly distracted by the gifts. Ailun and Chen Xiu were impatient in nature. Both guys boasted to those in the Skeleton Corps and attracted waves of envy.

Wang Zheng shook his head helplessly. He was already thinking about his future plans. He had decided to continue assisting with Xiao Fei's research plans. Given the team that Xiao Fei had, in addition to the specialists and professionals present, there was a high chance of success. The initial part in collecting research data was the most difficult to complete. However, they still possessed a good chance to do so.

It all boiled down to whether or not Xiaosu was able to convince his old man.

Wang Zheng initially thought that his mission to serve Huiyin had been completed. However, who would have thought that after an entire day of lessons, duty would come calling again…

Huiyin had requested for Wang Zheng and Ye Zisu to accompany her for a movie. Was she really just here to play?

Wang Zheng was speechless, but as it was the school's official assignment, he could not refuse it. Moreover, it was an opportunity that others would have killed for. Yesterday was indeed pretty pleasant, so Ye Zisu was overjoyed. Huiyin was cute and easygoing, and she did not have the aura of a big star nor the pride that ordinary Aslaneans had. Furthermore, she would have a chance to watch a movie together with Wang Zheng and interact with him.

The trio was enjoying the snacks and cola. Huiyin had chosen the hottest movie in the cinemas "Youth Ceremony," directed by the very talented Wu Xiaolong. The movie was a romance flick about discovering oneself and enjoying youth without any regrets of the moment.

Ye Zisu thoroughly enjoyed the movie and had even fidgeted throughout the climatic scenes. She was truly engrossed in the moment. On the other hand… Wang Zheng had almost fallen asleep.

Huiyin looked at Wang Zheng from the side of her eyes and was baffled by what she saw. How could someone be so stupid!?

The movie had ended. Although Wang Zheng and Ye Zisu did not interact much, it seemed that she had become closer to Lin Huiyin. It seemed like Wang Zheng's only interest was to play CT.

Ye Zisu had originally planned to bring Lin Huiyin to explore OMG. Lin Huiyin's new MM had expressed interest in mecha, and it was an opportunity to publicize and represent her family's business. However, Ye Zisu had suddenly received a message. Her father was suddenly admitted to the hospital, and she had to rush there immediately, so she had left Wang Zheng to accompany Lin Huiyin.

"Ms Lin, I know that you are a busy person. Let me know if you wish to return, I will kindly escort you back."

Wang Zheng said passionately…

Lin Huiyin was slow to respond…

Was he trying to create an excuse to leave?

For her entire life, no one had grown to dislike her. On the contrary, countless people had tried different ways to spend time with her. With her identity as a princess, Aina was faced with greater responsibilities, so she had experienced far less love compared to Huiyin, who was loved by millions.

Huiyin saw something in Wang Zheng's eyes that she had never felt before – impatience.

"Well then, you can get me a drink," Lin Huiyin said.

Wang Zheng was a man of his word. He got her a fruit juice from the shop situated next to the cinema. Huiyin was absolutely speechless.

… What was it that Aina saw in this guy?

Was it because he was good with games, or that he was skillful?

GOD. There were plenty of guys like Wang Zheng in Aslan.

"Let's find a place to settle down for a while, there is something that I want to talk to you about."

Lin Huiyin had set herself a task as well.

Wang Zheng was stunned. He wasn't sure what exactly there was to talk about between him and Huiyin. However, the task was to accompany her, and naturally, he had to fulfil her every wish.

Wang Zheng could not bring Huiyin back to Ares College as she was too striking. God knows what would happen to her if she was found by those packs of wolves.

And so, Wang Zheng brought HuiYin back to the University of Beijing. This tranquil place had a number of cafes with peaceful ambiences. He had in mind one of the better ones, with a window seat.

"Wang Zheng, let me ask you a question. Do you think that a guy who knows that something is impossible and yet is very persistent in trying to attain it is a clever or silly guy?"

"Silly!" Wang Zheng stopped sipping his fruit juice and replied to Huiyin. What was wrong with this girl? Was she seeking life advice from him?

"Yes, our youth is limited, and we should treasure those around us. What do you think?" Huiyin smiled.

At this moment, Wang Zheng came to a sudden realisation. It seemed that Huiyin was trying to talk about another matter.

Although he knew that Huiyin was from Aslan, he did not think much of it. Looking back to the past two days, it seemed as though Huiyin was trying to matchmake him and Zisu.

"What are you trying to get at and who is your backer?" Wang Zheng asked, smiling.

Huiyin let out a sly laugh. "Why don't you give a guess? It is actually not important who I am representing. You are a man; wouldn't it be better for both parties if you put a proper end to the relationship?"

Wang Zheng studied Huiyin. If one looked closely, there were several similarities between Huiyin's and Aina's appearances. It was rumored that Huiyin's background was a mystery. Some said that she was not from a simple family, but within the entertainment circle, no one considered it seriously.

"It must be Aina."

"Oh, and why are you so confident?" Huiyin sipped her strange-tasting Kiwi Juice.

Wang Zheng shook his head. "If it was Aina, she would have told me directly instead of going through you!"

"You and my cousin only knew each other for a short while. Indeed, I brought this matter upon myself. Aina made a request of me instead, and I am not sure if I should fulfill her wish."

Huiyin looked at Wang Zheng and observed the change in his expression.

It was only then that Wang Zheng knew that Huiyin was the cousin that Aina spoke of. If Yan Xiaosu were to find out that it was Huiyin that Aina wanted to introduce him to, would he have gone out of his mind?

"Little girl, how old are you? Please do not interfere with adult matters." Wang Zheng laughed. He did not want to share his opinions with a child.

Huiyin nearly spat out her drink.

Little girl? A child?

She, with her genetic score of a super genius, was being looked down upon.

In this era, was there even a link left between one's age and one's abilities?

"Actually, my cousin is quite selfish," Huiyin suddenly blurted.

It was not what Wang Zheng was expecting. He thought that Huiyin would have said something along the lines of Aina being too good a catch for him.

"Strange, don't you think that I should look down on you?" It seemed as though Huiyin was able to read his mind.

Wang Zheng subconsciously nodded.

"Simply put, this relationship will not have any impact on Cousin, but it is different for you. Your life may be destroyed instead. Although I do believe in you and Aina's feelings towards each other, the time and place are not right. The more Cousin is unwilling to let go of you, the greater the harm inflicted on you. Why don't you let her go instead?"

Wang Zheng was impressed. Indeed, Aslaneans were of another level altogether. Even a young girl like her could have such a unique perspective of things.

Wang Zheng laughed. "We are like two ends of a tight rubber band; I would rather she be the one to let go. Also, do not be too worried about us, just concentrate on your concert. Plenty of my friends are fans of yours."

Huiyin glared at Wang Zheng.

Never before had anyone treated her with such disdain. How could her words have been taken as child's play? She was genuinely concerned about the two of them.

Wang Zheng was not immature in age; how could he be so unrealistic and so impulsive?

Nothing adverse could happen to Aina. She would have heavy repercussions to bear if anything were to go wrong for her.

"Wang Zheng, have you not been very lax lately? You don't seem to be going for lessons. It was not easy for you to get into Ares college; aren't you afraid that you will get expelled?"

Zhao Lingfeng's voice sounded out. It sounded like a joke from an old friend, yet it was very inappropriate at that very moment.

Wang Zheng looked at him. Did this guy take the wrong medicine? How was it that him entering Ares College had made Lingfeng so uncomfortable?

"Haha, I thought of playing baseball with you, but I could not get in touch with you," Wang Zheng said lightly.

Lingfeng's face darkened. In the past, quite a few people had asked him for updates on Wang Zheng, and this nearly drove him mad with anger.

"Well, only simple-minded people who are obsessed with fitness would think about training their body everyday."

"Lingfeng, is he your friend?" A few girls questioned him.

Lingfeng mocked, "We are from the same high school, and we were barely considered friends. He had a genetic score of only 28 and was of a different world from mine."

The girls surrounding him burst into laughter.

"Are you serious? How can a person with the intelligence of an animal still exist?"

Although Huiyin was young, she was well-mannered and knowledgeable and was not easily angered by others. But to unfortunately face such a situation, it really did annoy her quite a bit. What was wrong with this guy? Why was he trampling on others to show off?

"Zhao Lingfeng!"

At the staircase area, Liu Qing rushed towards him furiously. She gritted her teeth and screamed, "You asshole!" after seeing the sight of the girls surrounding Lingfeng.

"Liu Qing, like I said, we are not suitable for each other. Since you are such a fan of sports, why don't you target Wang Zheng instead? He will definitely treat you well if you two get together."

Lingfeng threw a huge tantrum over what happened yesterday, and he was still feeling upset. Hence, he tried to vent his anger on Liu Qing. Instead, Liu Qing gave him a tight slap across his cheek. Lingfeng had many girls around him to pick from, and those that he felt were not to his liking, he would immediately toss them aside.

"If you call him simple-minded, let me tell you, you are dumber than a pig."

"Liu Qing, let it go. It's not Lingfeng's fault he doesn't fancy you; you don't need to spoil his reputation. That guy only has a genetic score of 28, that is absolutely incomparable."

Liu Qing's face was full of disdain. "What do you even know? Wang Zheng is one of the creators of the Space Time Displacement theory. He's a star in Ares' Physics Department. He was also the key figure in Ares's tournament victory this year."

The few girls were mortified; even Lingfeng himself was also stunned… how was this possible??

This guy?

Chapter 89: So That's What it is

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

"The success was due to Professor Xiao Fei and the team's efforts, I was just lucky to be there. Let's go somewhere else."

Wang Zheng said, with a peaceful tone. The training with the Rubik's Cube had him lose interest in bickering with others; it was too meaningless.

Liu Qing looked at Lingfeng in contempt. "Did you see that? A real man does not flaunt his strength. Wang Zheng, call me up anytime if you are interested in dating me."

She then wrote her cell phone number onto Wang Zheng's palm and stared at Lingfeng in disdain before strutting off arrogantly.

The surrounding crowd seemed to have heard the commotion, and their eyes filled with awe. This was the legendary Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng did not expect to have gained such a reputation.

"How is that possible… YOU?" Lingfeng was in total disbelief. It was against his knowledge about the workings of the real world for someone who was near invisible in middle school to suddenly become a key figure in college. It was impossible.

Wang Zheng shrugged. He could not care less about what others thought of him. He was lazy and did not feel the need to explain himself, nor was he interested in petty bickering.

"It really is him!"

"Yes, so powerful. Ares College's first victory was all because of him."

"So handsome, and so skillful at the same time."

"He truly is handsome. How lucky would I be if I could be his girlfriend?"

Zhao Lingfeng's face was as black as charcoal. Gritting his teeth, he snarled, "Wang Zheng, know your place. You are not suitable for Zisu, and don't even think about just counting on your luck."

Zhao Lingfeng's handsome face was distorted with a threatening visage.

Wang Zheng was stunned. "You were behind yesterday's incident?"

Lingfeng breathed hot air out of his nostrils. "That was just a warning. I won't go easy on you the next time."

Looking at the delightful smirk on Lingfeng's face, it seemed like the gangsters did not tell him the truth.

Wang Zheng shook his head in disregard. Why did Lingfeng have to go to this extent? They were still classmates.

Wang Zheng was about to walk away, but he was pulled back by Lingfeng. "I am talking to you!"

Huiyin, who was standing at the side, watching the whole situation unfold, could no longer tolerate Lingfeng. "Can you get it right? It is Zisu that likes him, you bastard!"

"You little brat, this does not concern you!" Lingfeng swung his arms across and knocked Huiyin's hat off.

Wang Zheng was someone with a good temperament and did not concern himself with petty arguments. In his eyes, Lingfeng was only a spoiled guy, but this did not mean he could take it this far.

With just one hand, Wang Zheng lifted Lingfeng off the ground. "Do not hit girls, especially kids. On the grounds that we were classmates once, I will let you off this time."

At this point, the whole cafeteria was silent. Lingfeng's struggling could be heard throughout the premises.

"Doesn't she look like Lin Huiyin?"

"Yes, so cute and pretty!"

"I really feel like hugging her."

Huiyin immediately put her hat back on and tugged Wang Zheng's sleeve. "Let's leave."

Wang Zheng tossed Lingfeng aside and pulled Huiyin out of the cafeteria. He did not want the attention, but who would have thought that Lingfeng would take things this far?

The entire journey back, Lin Huiyin felt that Wang Zheng's situation was extremely unjust. "You should have just taught him a lesson!"

Wang Zheng glanced at Huiyin. "You sent someone to stalk us."

Huiyin blinked her eyes innocently. "I only wanted to check on your progress! I am only thinking of your own good."

Wang Zheng patted Huiyin's head. "Don't worry, I will not put Aina in a bad spot."

Thankfully, Huiyin did not carry on with her bad intentions, or else Wang Zheng would not have bothered to speak much more.

Huiyin suddenly shifted topics and asked Wang Zheng curiously, "I really could not tell you were so capable. Did you really come up with the Space Time Displacement Theory?"

"I only participated in it." Wang Zheng did not want to dwell on the issue much, or to put in it other words, he did not want to get himself too entangled with Aina's cousin.

It was a reasonable explanation that Huiyin accepted, so she stopped asking Wang Zheng questions.

Huiyin pouted. After all this while, Wang Zheng was still treating her like a kid and still did not care to converse seriously with her.

Huiyin suddenly stood up. "I want to go back to the hotel."

Wang Zheng nodded. "I will send you back"

Huiyin shook her head fiercely, "There's no need, I have other people who would be willing to send me back."

Wang Zheng was nonchalant. "In that case, I will be on my way."

He did not need to be too worried about her safety. Other than being a celebrity, she was a princess of Aslan. After the mistake he made with Aina previously, they would have definitely stepped up their security procedures to ensure the safety of their royalty.

What Wang Zheng did not know was that the military of Aslan was being called to action as a result of the previous situation with Aina.

Wang Zheng still had his dignity, so no matter the outcome, he did not need outsiders to interfere with him and Aina's relationship.

Suddenly, a notification came in. It was marked as special message right from CT's administration.

Solon found a new opponent for him, a very valuable competitor. It was a diamond-ranked assassin-type player from the moon. She had a miraculous record of a 10 win streak and had the entire Moon CT community talking for an entire month before she strangely disappeared. Who would have thought that she would come back to challenge "Skeleton?"

He was earning quite a lot from CT and was slowly accumulating his wealth as his popularity grew. In the past, Wang Zheng only required money for food and clothing, but now he wanted to participate in the development of space technology. He wanted to earn as much as he could and rely less on Xiaosu's help.

He immediately replied back to the mail and set a time. The battle would start at 8 o'clock.

Solon was considerate enough to immediately send Wang Zheng battle videos and information on his opponent.

Wang Zheng was studying his opponent on the way back to school, and she really intrigued his interest.

This female warrior used a mech model that was very famous on the moon, one that had been specifically designed for female assassins – Brightmoon Generation 8.

This model was light, which allowed for swift and flexible actions, especially suited for petite, female warriors. With the increasing presence of females with high genetic scores, the percentage of females in the military was increasing, and they were deployed more and more frequently. In certain special battle circumstances, female warriors were more suitable than male warriors. Thus, this mech model was highly used in numerous countries.

Although the Brightmoon series had made amazing technological progress over the years, the advantages and disadvantages of using the model were very obvious. It was an exceptional assassin-type mech. However, the model was relatively more difficult to pilot and was characterized as an elite mech, only suitable for the most expert of players.

What impressed Wang Zheng even more was the operational abilities of the opponent, as well as the recent track record the opponent held. The opponent was powerful, matching the last opponent he met – the fake Magic Bird, but her battle style was prominently different.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng realized that CT would give him greater exposure to opponents, allowing him to accumulate his experience, all while tracking his own progress. Of course, he was sure he would not be addicted to the game.

This experience was something that Bonehead could not teach. In the Rand Empire, every warrior was very much skilled in battle. Many would have gone through at least a hundred battles each. It was from that experience that a warrior would be able to explore the mech model they were comfortable with. Although this was also the scariest part about the Rand Empire, battles were always ongoing. On this planet, however, there were limited battle opportunities, more so for a student like Wang Zheng.

An Jili sat quietly beside Huiyin, while Huiyin pouted her lips sulkily.

She was so mad that that guy had really left like that.

How could he do that to Lin Huiyin? And she was Aina's favourite cousin. What a rebel Wang Zheng was, offending her even before he got married to Aina!

An Jili bursted out in laughter. This was the first time she had seen Huiyin defeated. Huiyin's sweet and understanding nature was welcomed everywhere she went. Thinking of it, how could a princess join the entertainment industry? It was strange how the royal family was not very opposed to it and even closed an eye on the situation. It must have taken Huiyin a lot of effort to persuade them, especially because she was still underage.

This Wang Zheng was also an interesting person; he was either simple-minded or simply foolish to be so hard-hearted.

"An Jili, what do you think about Wang Zheng?"

An Jili smiled. "I don't know him too well, so it's difficult to say."

"Heng! Stop acting mature. I want to see how long he can keep up with this pretense!"

Wang Zheng was not much older than her, but he was always acting so old-fashioned. As a young person, he should have fought with Lingfeng just now, but instead, he was acting as calm as a fisherman who was holding a fishing rod.

Wang Zheng was indeed lacking in youth. To look at it in detail, he was tortured by Bonehead in the Rubik's Cube for five years, so his physical and mental stamina were unimaginable to an average person. In addition, he was trained since young by the Old Merchant and thus possessed a level of independence and maturity that was out of the ordinary.

It was only when he was together with Aina that he behaved his true age.

Huiyin's large eyes rolled from corner to corner as she pondered. Suddenly, she had a eureka moment and blurted out an idea that shocked An Jili.

"That… does not seem like a good idea.. will Principal Gu Te agree to that?"

The little princess pounded on her chest confidently and said, "Of course, I am Lin Huiyin!"

An Jili shrugged her shoulders. Of all people, why did Wang Zheng offend Lin Huiyin? She was actually Aslan's meanest imp below that cute, bubbly exterior.

Wang Zheng could finally catch his breath after he left Huiyin's side. From what he could tell, Aina must have been pressured by their love. As a man, he could not cave in; what he needed right now was more time.

Wang Zheng went directly to Zhuo Mu's place, where he started to prepare for the IG competition. It was said that team participation was needed, and the team members would be sent to the Moon for improvised training. From there, only the best would be picked. As the victor of the exchange, a greater number of warriors will be selected from Ares College.

They were Wang Zheng, Meng Tian, Zhang Shan, and someone Wang Zheng would never have guessed even in his dreams.

Zhang Runan!

How was it that the Arts Society president was selected for this focused team?

While Wang Zheng was out on his mission, the rest had continued with their training. Zhuo Mu was also happily imparting his skills, and he was especially delighted to see Wang Zheng. "Our brat is now a celebrity, getting attention everywhere he goes. However, don't forget your purpose here!"

Chapter 90: Formidable Manly Sister

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

Zhuo Mu reminded Wang Zheng that he had great potential and should do his best in the army. Training had begun, and what the principal wanted was not quantity but quality. Ma Xiao and gang had limited capabilities, so the four spots should be given to students who truly deserved them.

Naturally, there was no need to speak for Wang Zheng. Zhang Shan and Meng Tian were full of potential too. As for Zhang Runan, Zhuo Mu had invited him because she was one of those who were actually strong in Ares College.

To be frank, Wang Zheng was slightly astonished. Zhang Shan and Meng Tian were amused, but they did not say a word. Zhang Runan saw the surprised look on Wang Zheng and plainly said, "If men can't do it, then it's up to the women. How is that odd?"

Wang Zheng shook his head vigorously. "With Chairperson Runan joining us, it would be like adding wings to a tiger."

After speaking, Wang Zheng pulled Zhang Shan aside. "Why is she here?"

Zhang Shan smiled. "Brother, time to widen your horizons! She's a master! If she had been around during the exchange, you most probably would have had nothing to do."

Zhang Runan was the chairperson of the Art Club. She was also the chairperson of the women's judo team and a specially-recruited student of the Officer's Department. To put it simply, she was a great talent.

As her name suggested, she was tough, just like a man (Runan meaning male-like). Yet she liked detailed oil paintings. In Zhang Runan's own words, this too was a form of cultivation.

In no time at all, Zhang Shan had exposed all of Zhang Runan's background, snickering while he did so.

In the past, those at the top of Ares College were concerned mainly with "fame." It was evident that Zhang Runan was not interested in becoming famous. But things were different this time. Battling was a matter of face. Being embarrassed on Earth was alright, considering Earth was home. But losing out there would be bad, considering they were representing Earth.

Gu Te had made up his mind too.

Zhuo Mu and Luomu had become good friends. They were in charge of training. One was a ironblood warrior and the other was a mecha expert, but they clicked right away. Moreover, they had a similar temperament. They couldn't bear with inattentive students and liked specialised training.

Apart from Wang Zheng, who was busy with many things, the rest attended training every day. Of course, they took students under their wings, it was just that the number was lesser than the other professors.

This was not possible at Ares in the past, but now Gu Te had opened up. They could do things according to their own styles and character as long as they groomed talent.

Very soon, Wang Zheng understood what Zhang Shan meant. Chairperson Runan's standards had truly exceeded that of men. All of her qualities were strong, much like a man.

Calm, decisive, and highly skilled in the technical aspects. To quote Zhuo Mu, she was a born female Special Forces soldier.

She and Meng Tian were completely different. Simply put, she could be and should be measured against men.

Once training ended, Zhang Runan left on her own. She did not even say goodbye. Meng Tian was busy as of late too. She seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from Wang Zheng.

Zhang Shan patted Wang Zheng on the shoulder. "Bro, stop looking, spare us some. You won't be able to finish her all by yourself."

Wang Zheng shrugged it off. He could not be bothered to explain. Such things could not be explained logically anyway.

He was not flirting with anyone; his target was clear. He was even stubborn about it. Deep inside, he was just like Aina. They both had equally unrealistic expectations, which was hard to come by, but when they met, it was like the clash of two different worlds. In laymen terms, this was destiny.

Whether or not they could cross the great chasm was a different story altogether.

Yan Xiaosu was waiting for Wang Zheng to finish his classes. The two chatted as they ate. "Boss, I think I'll take the gamble and do it with you!"

"Hah. You convinced your old man?" Wang Zheng gulped a big mouthful of noodles down.

"My old man is uncultured, but he believes in destiny. He saw a fortune-teller. The signs showed them we'll be in luck."

"Oh?" Wang Zheng did not believe in this cock and bull story.

Seeing that he couldn't trick Wang Zheng, Yan Xiaosu shook his head. "My old man went around to inquire. It's said that the enterprises that want to participate in this project will fight with their lives for the opportunity to invest. You won't get it even if you have the money. The only company that's been confirmed is OMG. That's one of the biggest companies on all of Earth, and even with their size, they've only got 21 percent of the shares! Us getting in, it doesn't matter if we receive any shares. What is important is that our status will be pulled to the top. My dad says we can head in the direction of the Yan Financial Group in the future."

When Yan Xiaosu mimicked his father's expressions, even Wang Zheng couldn't hold his laughter back. The two of them were still too small in scale. In the field of business, especially when a certain scale was reached, the different intangible assets were more important than money as an asset.

Even though they mainly produced daily necessities, the Yan family was not short on finances. However, they were troubled over the lack of investment opportunities in recent years. Moving upwards, the better projects all had certain intangible requirements. If they could not be met, nobody could be bothered, even if you were wealthy. In another situation, you wouldn't be able to participate even after you'd pumped your money in. In short, jumping on the bandwagon of a major company to participate was a once in a hundred lifetimes opportunity.

Even if they had to compensate with extra financing, a huge company like OMG would not care. The whole company's status had risen, and their stock prices would also see a sharp increase.

Old Yan was no fool.

"My dad wants to buy you dinner to thank you properly. I said you're busy and we'll leave it till when you have time,"

Yan Xiaosu smiled. He knew very well that Wang Zheng did not enjoy such social engagements.

Wang Zheng chuckled and gave him a thumbs-up. "If that's the case, I'll negotiate with Demon Lady Xiao to fight for our rights and benefits!"

"Boss, you've got my support. Go on, be brave. When necessary, sacrificing the body is nothing!" Yan Xiaosu said generously.

Wang Zheng knuckled his head. This idiot, couldn't he think of something proper?

"Boss, what I meant was, if there's a need to sacrifice the body, I can do it…" Yan Xiaosu said to his chagrin, rubbing where he was hit.

Uhm…

Knowing that Wang Zheng had a battle date that night, the two of them did not waste a single second and went straight to Brothers Net Cafe after eating. Wang Zheng readied himself for the battle, and Yan Xiaosu directly made contact with Solon to network.

Yan Xiaosu knew that Wang Zheng was superb at this. To be more accurate, he had never seen anyone as good. But taking this path was walking on a rope. Yan Xiaosu was undoubtedly an experienced player even though he was just an average player. The Wargod No. 1 had too many limitations, and it was not merely the energy shield deficiency. Some high end mecha were horrifyingly well-rounded. It was so attractive because everyone knew about this.

Direct invitations from high level players had appeared. It was bound to become tougher towards the back. Winning a game was energy-consuming, so they had to negotiate with CT. As a businessman, Yan Xiaosu understood that nobody would know the consequences of losing a battle.

In this space project, Wang Zheng was a technician. Yan Xiaosu was not entirely confident of what he could bargain. But if Wang Zheng could also fork out some money, they would definitely have a larger say.

Yan Xiaosu was going to make use of this opportunity to discuss the "big projects" of the next five battles with Solon.

Solon was happy to receive Yan Xiaosu's negotiation demands. He was not worried about their demands, he was worried that they had no demands.

CT had hefty funding, so money was not a problem. The problem was whether it would be worth it. Could they promote CT and widen their sphere of influence? To Solon, he was more concerned about the area he was in charge of, whether it could set even better records so that he could hold his head high in the company.

Student Wang had no mood to study this aspect of things, but Yan Xiaosu knew such things very well due to having watched his parents do business ever since he was young. Although the scale of the Yan family's business was nowhere comparable with CT, they had everything they needed. In Wang Zheng's words: "Xiaosu had a pretty high EQ."

The two of them split the workload. Yan Xiaosu could negotiate whichever way he wanted. Wang Zheng would close the doors and wait in the VIP room for the competition to begin. The room was huge, and Wang Zheng did not slack off. He did exercises on a handstand.

During the last round, the Magical Bird incident had allowed everyone to recognise that the experts were now using all sorts of methods to challenge Skeleton.

They initially thought that the throned players or a few of the top diamond class players from Earth would strike. It did not occur to anybody that the first to play would be a super player of the diamond class from the Moon.

Lady Stormsword.

She had started the hype of women players on Moon in the span of merely one month. She made her way into diamond class within a very short period of time. Her rate of winning was shocking. The mecha she was most skilled at using was the Brightmoon 8.0. At her peak, no one could defeat her. Even in group battles, she showed outstanding leadership. But just as everyone started to guess how long she would take to become the King of the Kings, she disappeared.

Nobody could have thought that her comeback battle would be directed at Skeleton.

This was the first time a renowned player from the Moon had taken the initiative to challenge a player from Earth. From the official notice, it seemed that the topic was hot beyond imagination.

Just as Solon said, it was easier to pray with foreign monks, especially those who came from a district of higher standards.

The Moon had always displayed the highest standards within Solar System CT. They took pride in it themselves. There were masters everywhere. The Moon held the championship titles for all CT competitions without exceptions. If not for the category distinctions, it was likely they'd win all top three positions.

And this Lady Stormsword was, up till now, the player who held the best record among players who used the Brightmoon 8.0… and she was a female player.

She was quite mysterious too. No one knew what she looked like; they only knew that she was female.

This time, not only did the Earth district pay close attention to the match, some players from the Moon also started paying attention to the "pre-historic planet."

Even before the battle began, videos of the players' Best of the Best moves received unprecedented numbers of hits. On Earth, Skeleton's supporters were relentless. Cries to defeat Moon Gal arrived wave after wave, but those who saw Lady Stormsword's battle videos fell silent after a while.

Young Deer and Bubbly Foam were in position. As this was the main event, they had to offer their customers some treats. They commented on the unique points of Lady Stormsword's skills.

As a girl, Bubbly Foam liked the Brightmoon series too. The mecha on Earth were indeed weaker in this aspect, and the Moon had more exquisite designs. But Bubbly Foam could only operate the 6th generation. The controls of the 8th Generation were too complex and difficult. Even though it was merely a CT game, she'd fumble and lose all control.

Chapter 91: Lady Stormsword

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

Some mecha were brainless to operate and were of an inferior class. For high end mecha, the greater the capability, the higher the standard of awareness and operations skills were required to be in control. They were not suitable for everyone.

But for Lady Stormsword, her level of control over the Brightmoon 8.0 was out of this world. Simply put, assassination-type mecha like this were extremely suited for a single player to take down five, turning the tides and saving the world.

Skeleton had also encountered a crazy 1v5 situation. But Lady Stormsword was way scarier.

She could use a set of chain attacks to kill five opponents one after another right away.

On screen, the Brightmoon 8.0 looked like a ray of silver light, harvesting opponents' corpses.

This was basically a high speed mecha. Her opponents could not even get anywhere near her.

An asphyxiating, terrifying attack. It was incomprehensible.

As a girl, Bubbly Foam was close to setting up an altar to idolize her. She was the pride of all women.

But it was also the first time Bubbly Foam felt worried for Skeleton.

It was not always the case that a high-end mecha was better than a lower end one. Mecha were simply weapons. The best ones were those that were most well suited to players. If players couldn't catch on to the controls, a high-end mecha would mean that one was courting death. But if the player could make good use of the mecha, it would create a completely different narrative.

This was precisely what everyone was worried about. What would happen when a Wargod No. 1 encountered a player who could essentially fuse with her super mech?

If it were an internal match between players from Earth, there could still be a chance that the opponent would let him off. But Lady Stormsword came all the way from Moon to challenge him, so she definitely would not let him off easy. Plus, she was female. Complacency was one of the most common mistakes made by males in such cases.

The forums came alive. All platforms were active with comments, and 70% of them were in support of Lady Stormsword. 30% showed support for Skeleton, reason being Lady Stormsword had left CT for a long period of time, and whether or not she could maintain her standards was a huge question. And right now, Skeleton was in good condition.

Battling. It was how they played it.

However, there was one thing they all understood. As Long as Lady Stormsword could exhibit the Lightning Combo, she was invincible.

Up till now, no one could survive such an attack.

The Brightmoon mech was powerful in sharp and quick attacks. It had high agility. Its weakness was its defense, but if made good use of, there would nothing to defend against.

A typical war machine that replaced defense with attack.

On the other hand, the weak defense system was relative to other high-end mecha, the Wargod No. 1 not included.

Wang Zheng took his own sweet time to warm up using all sorts of positions. When he felt as flexible as a boneless man, that was when he was the toughest. Just one punch and it would be as if he punched a hole in space.

According to Bonehead, rough moves like Leaning Landslide were merely the basics. On one hand, it taught one to exert explosive force, and on the other, it trained the ability to resist with attacks.

The five elements were the foundations of the soul. Moves and techniques still required training by the individual.

On the other side, Solon and Yan Xiaosu were having a worked up discussion. Eventually, Solon gave in to Yan Xiaosu's demands of the ratio of splitting winnings, but with the condition that all five rounds had to be won. If they lost in any one round, the winnings would be cut in half.

Yan Xiaosu knocked on Wang Zheng's door and gave an "OK" sign. The battle began.

Wang Zheng put on the equipment and entered CT.

On the faraway Moon, Milo put the sensors on too. Of course, she did not need to be in a net cafe. The large, comfortable activity room of a hundred square meters had everything she needed.

Masasi and Atos chatted as they drank. Masasi had visited Earth and Atos had gone to to study on Mars. Both were trying to blend in and understand the local situation.

Judging by the current situation, Mars was still the Moon's biggest rival overall. Earth was some distance behind, but through the course of mankind's history, Earth was always odd. There were always one or two great people born there when everyone else was on the verge of forgetting it.

In the long history of humankind's interstellar travels, they were met with two great obstacles. On the first, an internal conflict within the Solar System. At that time, a man called Li Feng had appeared, and he single-handedly resolved the problem and saved Earth.

The second time was when the Zerg invaded soon after humankind ventured out of the Solar System. Humankind almost went extinct. At this point, a man named Wang Dong appeared and saved mankind, establishing two glamorous eras for the Earth.

But as technology advanced, more and more parts of the Milky Way Galaxy were discovered and developed. As they came into contact with an increasing number of civilizations, Earth's influence gradually reduced to zero.

Mecha that were operated solely by pilot skills were now replaced by new stellar mecha which combined pilot skills and genetics.

They could unleash mankind's own prowess and at the same time make the best out of the mechanical warriors.

Would Earth return to power?

Only the people on the Moon were concerned with this problem. But now, they would not consider it a problem anymore. The Solar System was merely a tiny circle in the Milky Way Galaxy. To rise to power was a much more difficult feat than it used to be.

Milo was done with her warm ups. This alone proved the difference between the Moon and the Earth. Net cafes did not exist on the Moon. This was a CT club, which usually was part of a gym. On the Moon, quality was thought to be more important than quantity, and cases where there were battles after battles were rare. The people of the Moon exercised much better restraint. They could not fathom how Earth people could lose game after game. They'd curse after losing and lose after cursing. Why did they not study the cause of their loss?

The people of the Moon saw CT as a sport, but Earth people thought of it as a game.

That was a deep seated difference in culture. Both parties debated it for a long time, so much so that they were not interested in arguing now. They had their own lives to lead. The only problem was who did better.

To the Earth players, nobody cared how well you performed in local matches. What was most important was the glory you brought from external matches.

Solon had settled upon a massive deal with Yan Xiaosu. The stakes were high, but Yan Xiaosu had made it very clear. They would not play if Solon did not sign it. Solon was left with no choice.

Solon could not take on the responsibility of the satellite.

Yan Xiaosu was most certainly a scheming businessman, but when the job was done, his IQ would begin to plummet straight down. He was chatting up with a group of people from the Skeleton Corps.

Rainbow, Wild King, and company were analysing the characteristics of Brightmoons. Frankly speaking, neither of them were able to deal with such a mech. The advantage of assassin-type mecha in single combat was just too significant. They were mainly deployed for special missions and were pretty much useless in large battles. Being able to hold down the fort when faced with a group attack was most crucial.

"This Lady Stormsword has already thoroughly understood the intricacies of the Brightmoon."

"Rainbow, I heard you're going after Bubbly Foam?"

"Don't you think Bubbly Foam has a beautiful voice?"

"Hot damn! Rainbow, you've got really thick skin! Not only does she have a beautiful voice, she's got a beautiful face too! Don't tell me you made her join us for your own personal gains!"

Wild King and gang teased. The Skeleton Army was mainly made up of middle school students, yet Rainbow, who was already a ranked soldier, was most frequently teased. At first, Rainbow persisted in defending himself. But he learned that these people's interests would only grow as he struggled, so he could only concede.

"Alright, alright! Stop chatting. The battle is about to begin. Brothers, let's get this moon girl!"

"Ahem! Little Xiu, you're in the wrong. We've got to be polite to our female counterparts, even if they come from the Moon. Here, let us sing to their victory!"

Yao Ailun cheered. He was much more wild in this world. To be more accurate, he was basically feral.

Student Yan was one of those cheering and shouting in the audience. Boss was just in the house next door.

Battle Map: The Royale Arena

This was a battle map full of luxurious ambience. It was suited for the people of the Moon who had a thing for elegance and opulence. The people of the Moon had always been envious of Earth, where elegance bred. It was a pity they did not have that.

Empires like Aslan were considered immigrant empires. They were hardly affected as they were too far from Earth. But the Moon was far too close to the Earth and was under its influence. That's why no matter how the Moon and Earth disagreed with each other, they were inseparable.

Such was destiny.

"Milo, this girl is pretty callous." Atos chuckled.

"She's just trying to determine her opponent's abilities." Masasi smiled. A complex environment would require adaptability and experience. But in a simple environment, there was only a need for a good and strong foundation.

Amongst them, Milo studied other countries' techniques the most, and she remembered them best. At the same time, she was good at assessing the opponent's strategy and coming up with countermoves.

She was an advisor for the Eight Stars.

A battle-type military advisor.

Every time a battle concerned national pride, Earth would give their loudest cheers and greatest support.

The number of VIP viewers went through the roof. 1.5 million. The enthusiasm was unusually inflated. Also, this time, they spotted some big shots from Earth in the audience.

"Oh goodness! Isn't that Prince?"

"And the one beside him, is that King of No Mercy?

Those in the audience had noticed some IDs which stood out, shining under a crown.

This was Earth's most powerful king!

Only the strongest players on Earth could inherit the ID.

Seemed like Student Little Skeleton's performance had drawn the attention of these top players.

The post edited clips would be far more exciting, but these masters highly valued the feeling of a live battle.

Apart from the throned master players, many from the diamond class were present too. After all, some of these diamond-rated players had been defeated by Skeleton and wanted to see how far he would go.

If the players were on equal ground, there would not be anything worthy of their attention, but now the opponent was very powerful. Would Skeleton still stay in control despite merely using the Wargod No. 1?

"There's quite a number of big shots! Even Prince is here!" Comrade Old Deer said in surprise.

"Prince" was a title crowned by the masses. He was a long-term occupant of a throne for the best players among CT. His unique long rifle technique was unparalleled. His evaluation: always mimicked but never overtaken – most certainly a representative of Earth.

Individual and team battles were both strongly represented. There were no obvious flaws. Team Earth was the main force.

Even a pig head would have learned to be careful after so many rounds of competition. Comrade Old Deer was evidently not a pig. He was more determined than a pig, but the tides were slowly turning.

"Player Skeleton is faced with an unprecedentedly strong opponent. Lady Stormsword has never lost a single round in one-on-one battles. She is steady and sharp in her Moon battle fashion. Under such immense pressure, let's hope that Player Skeleton will still be able to fight and show them our prowess! Please do not be an expert at home but a layman out there!"

Bubbly Foam had thought that he had turned into a new person. But that last line showed her that he had truly changed.

Chapter 92: Bumpkin Battle Turtle

Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas

Viewers from Earth hated this type of situation. Behind closed doors, they dominated the different scenes, yet they were treated no different from dogs.

"We shall see!"

Bubbly Foam was unable to comment further. Based on technical aspects and data analysis, there was no way this match could be won.

The different comments all led up to one determining factor: the physical condition of Lady Stormsword.

If she was in her peak physical condition, impossible.

But what condition?

Masasi and Atos looked at each other and laughed. The eight of them were crowned as the strongest batch on the Moon in the last 20 years!

Two mecha arrived at the arena. It was a standard, square venue used by ancient swordsmen in their duels. In order to achieve ultimate speed and accuracy in their ambush, swordsmen used assassinating swords. The Brightmoon 8.0 was precisely this accurate. It was not made for face-on battles, it made use of its speed to launch attacks. The Brightmoon 8.0 was equipped with the newest high frequency assassination sword. Its material was unknown, but it was a product of the Moon's latest technology. Its toughness and flexibility were beyond imagination. In a high speed attack, it could put up with force a thousand times greater than itself and would not break.

It's most fatal attack was the invisible kill.

Even though Milo did not compete on CT for a very long time, it did not mean that she did not battle. It was just that a greater proportion of them were real life battles. Returning to CT, where the battle was less of a burden, would ensue in one outcome: over performing.

They could use battle techniques that did not exist in real life.

Mecha these days could sustain unlimited pressure. So long as the pilot was strong enough, the possibilities were endless.

On the other hand, the Wargod No. 1 was akin to a piece of wood. No matter who the opponent was, it remained the same. No vigour, no vehemence, no flexibility.

The audience continued to show great interest. Opposite them was a woman. Even though it was a high-end mech, it was not as if Student Little Skeleton had never defeated high-end mecha. It was no big deal.

"Break the brittle! Ruin the rotten!"

"Break the brittle! Ruin the rotten!"

The Skeleton supporters roared. To them, victory was a fixed outcome. What mattered was the process.

Failure was something they never considered.

Some of the calmer audience members could understand how they felt. To quote Comrade Old Deer, that was self-hypnotising.

Do undefeatable people even exist in this world?

Yes. Only dead people were undefeated.

People were bound to fail; it was just a matter of time. But because he believed in this unchanging rule, he stayed firm in his position. Because he believed he was definitely going to have the last laugh, he pressed on even if the process would destroy him mentally.

The battle began.

Whoosh…

Lady Stormsword whipped out her assassination sword gracefully and waved it in the air. The sword reflected the lights, illuminating the arena. Its rays made an elegant symbol.

This was the assassin paying homage to her opponents.

Nine slashes in a second!

That was both a technique and a starting move.

Amidst the audience, there were some who were prideful and quiet. They were from the Moon. Some used to be huge fans of Lady Stormsword, but Moon people were rational. They seldom obsessed over one person, unless they could do something extra extraordinary.

The sword's rays indicated the present condition of Lady Stormsword. In the past, she could only achieve seven slashes in a second.

The battle was streamed live on the Moon as well, but it was definitely not as well-received compared to how it was on Earth. To the Moon people, torturing Earth people was no different from torturing inanimate vegetables. Those who watched the game only did it to watch Lady Stormsword. This was the battle for Lady Stormsword to get a feel for the game in her return to CT.

The starting move had erased the doubts of those who were worried.

Wang Zheng pulled his knife out and drew an X in the air. It was a defensive move used to protect one against a flurry of attacks. Faced with a mech of such extreme speed, initiating an attack was courting death.

"Yes, Little Skeleton has made his battle cry! The cross was very well drawn. Compared to the Brightmoon 8.0, he is definitely still a bumpkin battle turtle among all these other bumpkin turtles," Old Deer teased.

Bubbly Foam could not help but laugh. Old Deer and Skeleton had gone through many things together. They were close, and people were used to him mocking Skeleton. But Old Deer never failed to come up with something new.

Seeing the look of bewilderment Bubbly Foam had, Old Deer added sincerely, "As much as he is a bumpkin, if Player Skeleton is poor, I can buy him a high-end mech, lest he finds excuses for losing."

Old Deer's speech once again invited attacks from the public. But Comrade Old Deer did not care at all. Their barks were louder than their bites.

Milo looked at her opponent with great interest. She had thought that this strong personality would initiate an attack, but instead he struck a defensive pose. But if she attacked, would he still stand a chance?

The Brightmoon 8.0 started to move. When it moved, everyone understood one thing: sharpening the tools was crucial if anything was to be achieved. This feeling, the lightweightedness of control, yet every pilot knew that the difference in level was stark.

No fancy moves, it was a sudden lunge attack. In the blink of an eye, the mech appeared infront of the Wargod No. 1's face.

Bam!

The alloy knife lashed out defensively, but bam! The Wargod No. 1 Was pushed two steps back.

The arena fell silent. God damn it! Who said the Wargod No. 1 lacked strength?

This was the opponent declaring war. The attack was rather fierce, and the mech's operation was determined by its pilot's abilities.

Wang Zheng perspired. What a fierce attack! The intensity of the attack was largely from its speed; strength was just a small part. When made good use of, speed could also create a huge force. And this opponent standing in front of him was a demure pilot who had superb control.

An image of Zhang Runan flashed in Wang Zheng's mind. Perhaps his opponent was also a super man!

Seeing that the Wargod No. 1 was still in a defensive position, Milo did not care for civility. The Brightmoon 8.0 mech began its warm up attacks, blow after blow. A simple way of attacking, but it was fiercely delivered by the Brightmoon. It was merely delivering stabs using one hand, but it made loud crashing sounds as the blows landed on the mech.

The Wargod No. 1 had no strength to fight back.

"The Brightmoon 8.0 is indeed a lightweight mech, but lightweight mecha are capable of heavy blows too."

"You'll just have to counter the recoil with an energy shield."

"That's right, but not many are capable of doing that."

Masasi and Atos smiled at each other knowingly. "Looks like Milo has made some more improvements in the time we were apart!"

"Of course. She's one of boss' accompanying trainers. It'd be hard not to improve even if she didn't want to."

"I look forward to seeing how this plays out," Atos gleamed, his eyes becoming the shape of a crescent moon.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Brightmoon 8.0 mech was like a shadow, moving agilely across the battlefield, launching strike after strike. Each and every strike was no different from a heavy blow dealt by a larger, heavier mech. The Wargod No. 1 could not catch up at all.

If the Brightmoon 8.0 was a race car, then the Wargod No. 1 was a tow truck with only the strength left to make turns. However, even making turns felt exhausting.

Milo was curious too. Even though the opponent was doing a good job defending, there was nothing else special. She made a dozen attacks for him to familiarize with her pace. Could it be that he hadn't gotten used to it?

Bam!

Faced with another attack by Milo, Wang Zheng hacked his alloy knife straight out. This was a head-on attack.

The Brightmoon 8.0 was pushed back by several meters.

The Wargod No. 1 remained at its position, silently looking at its opponent.

At this point, Milo understood. So the opponent was giving her time to warm up. But as they kept giving way to each other, they eventually clashed by accident.

To think someone who used the Wargod No. 1 had such great inner strength!

Milo was truly intrigued. She was a girl, and female pilots did not usually have to be humble or modest. But since the opponent was so "generous," she was going to see if he could really take it.

Whoosh! WHOOOOSH!

Two swipes of the swords cut through the air. The Brightmoon 8.0 mech leaned in, sword at the ready.

Masasi and Atos looked at each other. They had never seen such a poser, able to keep his cool dealing with a Brightmoon 8.0 mech.

If Milo went wild in her attacks, no one would be able to save him.

BAM!

The Brightmoon 8.0 was engaged with a deafening crash. This was an extreme high speed ambush. Turning into a ray of silver light, the Brightmoon 8.0 made a lunging slash at the Wargod No. 1.

The speed was definitely astounding, but it was different from the one before. The Brightmoon 8.0 did not make a head on attack, it made a beautiful, arched line.

Arched Side Step?

That was everybody's reaction, but evidently, this side step was considered nothing.

This was the capability of a Brightmoon 8.0 mech!

The arches appeared one after another, and in the blink of an eye, there were three consecutive arches. The opponent would never be able to see the signs of a real attack by the Brightmoon 8.

Just as Milo thought she had completely confounded the opponent, she realised that the Wargod No. 1 was still standing in front of her.

After pausing for a short moment, the Brightmoon 8.0 started moving once more. It was not that Milo could not launch an attack, but a battle between masters was all about the true capabilities. She had used a Brightmoon 8.0 against a Wargod No. 1. It would not be acceptable if she could not "shake off" the opponent's stare down.

In another split second, the Brightmoon 8.0 had done another three consecutive Arched Side Steps. The audience was presented with another series of perfectly arched silver lines, forming a blossoming flower.

A couple of Arched Side Steps were enough for one to become famous on Earth, but she did six in no time.

Yet Milo was wrong once more. Her high frequency operations would normally shake her ordinary opponents off, but the Wargod No. 1 was still in front of her. She could almost see the pilot inside smiling to himself.

It was just a feeling she had.

But her feeling was right.

After having made a high level move, the the Brightmoon 8.0 did not attack but instead pulled the distance apart instantly. It was akin to hearing the loud roar of thunder, but only a mere drizzle of rain was seen – just what was going on?

A commotion ensued as the audience members began whispering to one another. A number of players were still stunned by the Brightmoon 8's agility. The speed was unnaturally fast.

Why were they holding back their blows? Were they playing a game of chicken?

The Prince and the King looked at each other, nodding lightly.

Even if they were the ones facing the Brightmoon 8, they could not make any reckless moves. The Wargod No. 1 was poorer in function. It was not easy to keep up and continuously face off against the Brightmoon 8. But nobody would know that if no moves were made – it'd be in big trouble if it attacked. Right now, Skeleton could only play the mind game and provoke the opponent's sense of pride, triggering her to initiate an attack. The only way to win was to figure out the opponent's weakness, no matter how small it was.

The masters present were not disappointed. In reality, every player at this level had an ego. There was no way to make the Wargod No. 1 court its own death knowing the situation was impossible to deal with.

The Wargod No. 1 could remain motionless, but the Brightmoon 8.0 could not. This was a pilot's pride.

Milo could not be bothered by this problem. It was just that she knew, from the previous round, that the opponent was not easy to fool. Since that was the case, she had to do the real thing.

The Brightmoon 8.0 struck her pose, ready to attack. It was Milo's habit, or even the habit which many of the Moon's players had. They saw an exceptional importance in the starting stance. Only that could express their unique style and pride.

Of course, a stance like that made it easier to unleash their powers too.

The Brightmoon 8.0 dashed right out, employing successive Arched Side Steps. But this was different from the last time. The Brightmoon 8.0 attacked, swords slashing.

Bam! Bam bam bam bam ….