107: Chapter 107 Senior, when did you measure my size?

In the admissions reception room.

Professor Zhou's face was livid.

"Arrogant."

"Unorganized, undisciplined! Even if such a student has extraordinary talent, our Imperial Capital University will absolutely not admit him!"

"Professor Zhou, don't speak too soon."

Lang Qingyun of the Southern United Martial Arts Academy whistled, his silver-gray hair quite eye-catching under the lights.

"In the history of the entire Federation, students who dare to tear up federal exam papers can be counted on one hand."

Mentor Lin gently put down his teacup.

"Zero in liberal arts, betting everything on martial arts? But even if he's first in martial arts, it won't work, unless..."

"This kid doesn't look like a brute."

Tie Moshan stared at the projection.

"Let's see if his fists are hard enough this afternoon."

"If the fists are hard, the rules are bullshit. If the fists aren't hard, then he is the bullshit."

The Shadow Academy mentor, Ying Wuhun, who had been quite invisible until now, also added in a low voice.

"His opponent was a bit weak..."

Once these words were spoken, several admissions mentors fell silent.

Because they had also realized it.

When Su Ming passed by Zhao Kuo earlier, it wasn't a weakling provoking a strong person.

It was more like a strong person giving advance notice.

You, you're on the list.

Chu Yao smiled and picked up her terminal to send a message to Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng.

"The student you mentioned tore up the college entrance exam paper."

Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng, who was rushing to the school with a merit reward, was stunned when he saw the message.

"???"

"Is he crazy?!"

Chu Yao replied with four words.

"But he's very handsome."

Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng on the other end of the terminal was silent for a full three seconds.

Then, a voice message popped up.

Chu Yao clicked it without a second thought.

Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng's near-breakdown voice rang out in the reception room.

"Sister! That kid is already taken! Don't go digging around!"

Swish—!

In the reception room, the gazes of all the mentors turned simultaneously, focusing on Chu Yao.

The atmosphere was incredibly awkward for a moment.

Shen Qingci, sitting next to Chu Yao, heard this familiar voice, a look of confusion appearing slightly on her exquisite face.

Chu Yao turned off the voice message without changing her expression.

Facing everyone's gossiping gazes, she blinked at them playfully with a sweet smile.

"My brother, his brain was frozen when he was a child, please don't mind him."

Principal Ma Aiguo wiped his forehead.

He vaguely felt that this Jiangcheng college entrance exam, which should have been unremarkable, seemed to be getting out of control.

Tie Moshan glanced at Chu Yao.

Chu Yao of the Southern United Martial Arts Academy.

Sister of Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng.

These two siblings were each more capable of causing trouble than the other.

Professor Zhou was still angry.

The admissions standard of Imperial Capital University had always been to master both liberal arts and martial arts; Su Ming's tearing of the paper was equivalent to directly closing the door to Imperial Capital University.

He felt this was an insult to academics.

Moreover, he had come this time precisely for Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo was not only an S-rank talent!

He was also, like him, a fire-type Awakener!

This made him even more intolerant of this rebellious adolescent kid!

Shen Qingci, who was listening, no longer had the heart to listen to these mentors' discussions.

She stood up.

Chu Yao tilted her head and looked at her.

"Going to find him?"

Shen Qingci paused, her tone calm.

"He doesn't have suitable equipment for the afternoon martial arts exam, I'm going to send it to him."

Chu Yao smiled.

Shen Qingci had already walked out of the reception room quickly.

Behind her came the voice of Lang Qingyun:

"Yo, is this beauty here to recruit too?"

Chu Yao slowly added:

"She's here to recruit a husband."

Lang Qingyun almost spat out the tea in his mouth.

...

First-floor corridor of the teaching building.

Su Ming had just come out of the teaching building, the dazzling sunlight making him squint.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Shen Qingci standing under the shade of a tree, arms crossed, her pretty face frosty.

Looking at that expression, it was like a parent who had caught their child secretly surfing the internet in the middle of the night—angry, anxious, and reluctant to hit them!

Su Ming stared blankly for a few seconds; a beauty is a beauty!

Every smile and frown had endless charm!

He smiled and trotted over.

"Senior Sister! Why are you here?"

Shen Qingci moved half a step to the side, distancing herself.

Disgust was written all over her face.

"Do you think you're very handsome?"

"That's a must!"

Su Ming earnestly raised his collar and shook his non-existent bangs in a chuunibyou way.

"Was I handsome enough to stun you?"

Shen Qingci rolled her eyes.

"Handsome my head."

"Barefoot tearing up papers, live broadcast to the whole Federation, three million people looking at your toes."

"Do you know what the comments are saying?"

Su Ming blinked, full of excitement!

"What? Live stream? Comments? Watching me?"

No wonder the exam hall entrance was packed when he landed.

"I peaked the moment I debuted!?"

"Can I start taking commercials to make money now!?"

Shen Qingci couldn't be bothered with him.

"They are saying you can't even afford a pair of shoes."

"..."

The triumph on Su Ming's face cracked.

How can people be so superficial!?

I, the man who smashed a Tier 5 Source Beast's head with a hundred-meter falling star hammer, the focus of the whole internet is actually...

Can't afford shoes?

Shen Qingci watched his expression change, the corner of her mouth unable to help but curl up slightly.

She reached out, Source Energy flickering slightly in her palm.

A dark gray rectangular case appeared out of thin air between the two of them.

There was no brand logo on the surface of the case, but the material looked expensive at a glance.

Extremely fine Source Energy patterns flowed on the edges, emitting a faint cold light.

Su Ming's gaze fell on the case, his pupils shrinking.

He smelled money!

"For you."

She handed the case over, her tone stiff.

"You can't go onto the field barefoot for the afternoon martial arts exam."

Su Ming's eyes lit up, he took it and weighed it; it was quite heavy.

"This is..."

"Combat suit."

Su Ming opened the case latch.

The lid popped open, and a soft light spilled out.

Inside lay a complete set of combat equipment.

Matte black nano combat suit, cleanly cut, with ergonomic optimization on the shoulders and waist.

Honeycomb-structured buffer plates were embedded in the elbows and knees, and although they weren't thick, one could see they were of extremely high density.

The matching Source Energy combat boots were dark gray, with dense micro-grip patterns on the soles; it was clearly a heavy-duty, wear-resistant style.

The design of the entire set of equipment was full of power and technology, definitely not an ordinary item.

There was another layer at the bottom of the case.

Su Ming lifted the partition, and inside was a complete set of base layers.

The fabric was as thin as a cicada's wing, ice-cold and silky to the touch, more comfortable than any fabric he had ever worn.

Su Ming's eyes went straight instantly.

He felt his money-loving heart being fiercely poked by this set of equipment.

How much does this cost?

I want to see the gold content of a rich woman!!!

[Ding! High-dimensional analysis activated!]

[Target Name]: Dark Star-IV Nano Source Pattern Armor (Set)

[Grade Assessment]: Tier 4 Advanced (A-grade military research version)

[Material Deconstruction]: Deep Sea Heavy Titanium Alloy (35%), Tier 4 Shadow Leopard Leather (40%), Micro Source Energy Coral Array (15%), Polymer Memory Nano Fiber (10%).

[Estimated Convertible mass points: 15000]

Seeing the analysis, he gasped!

This whole set, at the very least, cost millions of Federation coins!

Giving such an expensive thing the first time!

You are truly naive!

Are you really not afraid that I'll bind you!?

"Senior Sister."

Su Ming looked up abruptly, his gaze burning as he looked at Shen Qingci, his expression extremely solemn.

Shen Qingci thought he was going to say something moving.

"Senior Sister, do... do you have any special requirements for me?"

"..."

"If you have any special requirements, just say it!"

"I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

"If you're not satisfied, we'll do it again!"

"Until you're satisfied!"

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, eyes slightly closed, in a posture of "do with me as you please".

Shen Qingci's face turned red instantly.

This guy...

What kind of dirty thoughts are in his head!

She was almost being corrupted by him!

"Su Ming, can you speak normally!"

"I am very normal!"

Su Ming looked innocent.

"You gave me such an expensive thing, of course I have to show something..."

"Is this the realization of being kept?"

"Shut up!"

Shen Qingci turned her head away, her earlobes red enough to drip blood.

She found that after staying with this person for a long time, the string in her brain was getting looser and looser.

Every sentence he said, the literal meaning was obviously fine.

But it just made people think in strange directions.

And the more she thought, the angrier she got, and the angrier she got, the more she thought in that direction.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Su Ming:

"If you don't want it, give it back to me!"

"Want, want, want!"

Su Ming reacted extremely quickly, hugging the case, and took two steps back.

"Anything Senior Sister gives, I must have!"

He looked down at the armor again.

It was really beautiful.

The texture, the workmanship, the layout of the Source Energy patterns...

It was all top-tier.

"With this god-tier equipment,"

Su Ming looked up, revealing a rare, serious smile.

"I'll bring you back the first place in the martial arts exam this afternoon!"

Just as he was about to put the case into the System space, Shen Qingci spoke.

"Go put it on, let me see if it fits."

The tone allowed no refusal.

Su Ming looked at her posture, exactly like a picky girlfriend checking her boyfriend's outfit.

"Alright!"

Su Ming hugged the case and ran into the nearby public restroom.

"Put on the lining too!"

Shen Qingci's voice chased after him from behind, with a concern in the tail of her voice that she hadn't even noticed.

Su Ming gave her an OK gesture without looking back.

In the restroom.

Su Ming quickly stripped off his old school uniform.

The moment he put on the lining, he was stunned.

The fabric touched his skin, and a cool sensation permeated through.

Not stuffy, not tight, his body temperature dropped by two or three degrees.

As thin as a cicada's wing, but the fit was perfect.

It was like it was tailor-made.

Su Ming looked down at the size.

There was no size tag.

This thing...

Was it really custom-made?

When did she measure his size?

Su Ming recalled their time together these past few days.

Then he remembered in the Source Abyss, when Shen Qingci was checking his injuries, her gaze had lingered on him for a long time.

At the time, he thought she was looking at his muscles.

So you were measuring my dimensions and length, huh?

After putting on the nano combat suit, Su Ming looked in the mirror.

The black combat suit clung to his figure, the honeycomb chest plate glistening with a matte cold sheen, the Source Energy combat boots stepping on the ground, steady and heavy.

Clothes make the man.

This saying was truly not false.

The sickly poor student in the mirror a month ago was simply not the same species as the person in front of him.

He nodded with satisfaction.

But what moved him the most was the shoes.

The soles were thick, with strong grip, and there was a Source Energy buffer layer inside.

I finally have a set of equipment that won't fall apart at every turn!

When Su Ming walked out in his new gear, Shen Qingci was leaning against the corridor wall waiting.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head.

And then her gaze froze.

The boy who was barefoot and wearing a tattered school uniform a moment ago seemed like a different person.

The black armor made his features sharper, the arc of his jawline clean and sharp.

His 1.85-meter frame was perfectly wrapped by the combat suit, shoulders broad and waist narrow, his legs straight and long.

The hard armor didn't look bloated at all, but instead added a touch of cold, hard military sharpness.

When he walked over, his steps were steady and calm, the soles of his boots silent.

Shen Qingci's throat moved slightly, and she shifted her gaze away by half an inch.

"Is the size right?"

"Perfect."

Su Ming looked down at himself, then looked up, smiling cheekily.

"Senior Sister has a good eye."

Shen Qingci didn't respond.

She took out her terminal from her pocket and aimed it at Su Ming.

"Stand still."

Su Ming blinked.

Before he could react,

"Click."

A photo was saved to her private album.

"Senior Sister, are you sneaking a picture of me? You know how to do this?"

Su Ming also took out his own terminal, aimed the camera at Shen Qingci,

"Reciprocity, I'll take one of you too."

"Don't you dare!"

Shen Qingci immediately raised her hand to block her face, somewhat shy and annoyed.

"Just kidding! This is a selfie, who's taking a picture of you."

Su Ming looked innocent.

Shen Qingci put her hand down, casting an "I'd be a ghost to believe you" look.

Su Ming chuckled, held his phone up in front of him, and adjusted the angle.

"Recording the Peak moment of me being a 'kept man'.

"My lens is as small as my heart, it can only fit myself..."

Shen Qingci frowned slightly, hearing these sour words and feeling a little lost.

Finally, unable to resist the anticipation and curiosity, she tilted her head and leaned toward his phone screen.

Just as her exquisite side profile and black hair entered the screen.

The smile on the corner of Su Ming's mouth instantly widened.

His finger pressed on the screen.

"Click!"

The image froze.

In the screen,

Su Ming was wearing the black armor,

His posture tall and straight,

He wasn't looking at the lens at all.

His eyes were secretly peeking at the person beside him,

A successful, mischievous smirk hung on the corner of his mouth.

Like a wild cat that had just stolen some fish,

Turning the bandit's rascal energy,

Into the vibrant spirit that only an eighteen-year-old boy could have.

On the right side of the frame,

Was Shen Qingci who had leaned over, caught off guard.

Her swan-like neck slightly tilted,

Her brows slightly furrowed,

Her cold eyes widened by half a point because she realized she had been tricked.

That layer of cold veil was torn at a corner,

Revealing,

The cuteness that even she didn't know she had.

The early summer noon sunlight leaked through the branches and leaves,

Falling just right between the two of them.

Half dyed on his dark armor,

Half reflecting on her fair side face.

The first photo of the two of them, generated!

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(Big chapter, two-in-one!)