150: Chapter 150 You can be a bully at home, but you can't fight amongst yourself.
"Not bad." Yun Zhuo rubbed his chin. "Then the matter of building the farm will be left to you and Sister Zhenzhen."
"Huh?" The two of them looked at Yun Zhuo with faces full of surprise.
Then Di Zhenzhen subconsciously looked toward the elder Teacher Su; she felt that the elder Teacher Su was far superior to her in this regard.
When Xiao Zhuo mentioned building a city, her mind was a complete blank, other than feeling that it was no easy task; she didn't even know where to start.
But she was able to organize the entire matter clearly, even having a blueprint already sketched out in her mind.
Compared to her, she felt like she was nothing at all.
Why did Xiao Zhuo want her to cooperate with her to build the farm? Wasn't this obviously making her a burden?
Or was Xiao Zhuo trying to use this matter to make her recognize the gap between them?
The elder Teacher Su was also very puzzled. This was the territory of the Nun Village, and as the village chief here, Di Zhenzhen was being asked to cooperate with her on such an important matter.
Are you trying to have me sideline her from now on?
She isn't an idiot; what would she think in her heart?
Xiao Zhuo really made a blunder this time.
"Why are you two so surprised?" Yun Zhuo sized up their expressions; they practically had the words 'harboring ulterior motives' written on their foreheads.
"Asking you two to cooperate was something I gave deep thought to."
Seeing that the two remained silent, he continued: "One of you has the people, and the other has the planning in her head. Won't cooperating allow you to complement each other's strengths?"
Most importantly, you are both my War Princesses, not outsiders. Why act like strangers?"
"But..." The elder Teacher Su looked at Di Zhenzhen and hesitated.
Yun Zhuo said, "But what? In our situation, could we possibly maintain a mere colleague relationship like others do?"
The elder Teacher Su and Di Zhenzhen finally realized.
Other War Spirit Masters and War Princesses sign labor contracts.
What they signed was a death pact.
Does this count as us selling ourselves into slavery?
Di Zhenzhen and the elder Teacher Su subconsciously glanced at each other again; this time, they weren't harboring ulterior motives and finally shared a moment of tacit understanding.
Because of Yun Zhuo's existence, they were completely bound together—sharing both glory and ruin.
As long as they didn't have the brains of those 'sisters' on Xiaohongshu, they wouldn't do something like killing each other.
In other words, they could be bossy at home, but they couldn't engage in infighting.
"I need money," the elder Teacher Su immediately stepped into her role.
Yun Zhuo nodded. "That's more like it. I won't take a single cent of the money gained this time; it will all be kept with you. If you need money or need to buy something, you two discuss it together."
As for manpower, just ask her for it."
"And what about you?"
After the elder Teacher Su asked, Di Zhenzhen also reacted.
Everything is being handed over to me and Little Sister Su to do, so what are you, the War Spirit Master, going to do?
Yun Zhuo smiled and said, "Please, I'm still a student. Naturally, I have to go to school. You are both adults, so this matter should naturally be left to you adults to handle."
The elder Teacher Su said irritably, "I'm still a teacher. Do I not need to attend classes?"
"It's not like the town needs to be built by tomorrow. Besides, Sister Zhenzhen is watching over things here, so you don't need to do everything personally. Just use your spare time."
"You certainly have it all calculated out."
Saying that, she looked at the younger Teacher Su. "What about her? If we're all busy, what is she going to do?"
The younger Teacher Su leaned against Yun Zhuo's shoulder. "I am Xiao Zhuo's Main Battle War Princess, so of course I have to accompany him for his exams, right?"
As she spoke, she looked at Yun Zhuo coquettishly.
"See, you as the elder sister heard her? Any more objections?"
The elder Teacher Su looked at her sister. "I think Mom and Dad must have gotten it wrong back then. You are the elder sister, and I am the younger one."
Teacher Su smiled. "Heh, you want me to yield to you in the future, right? But do you have proof?"
"I..." The elder Teacher Su was momentarily speechless. She was just grumbling; she had been the elder sister for so many years and was already used to it.
Otherwise, if you say you're the younger one, do you have proof?
No one has proof, so on what basis can you say you're the younger one and I'm the elder one?
Teacher Su patted her sister's shoulder and comforted her: "Sis, don't be discouraged. You've done a great job being the elder sister for so many years. If it were me, I definitely couldn't do as well as you."
"You've known how to annoy me since we were little."
To the side, Di Zhenzhen watched the bickering sisters and fell into deep thought.
Which one of them is actually Number Eighteen?
But on second thought, they get along so harmoniously, does it really matter who Number Eighteen is?
Should she tell them they aren't actually sisters?
Thinking of this, she looked at Yun Zhuo again. Should she tell him this secret?
As the War Spirit Master, he has the right to know the truth. Whether it's good or bad, he needs to be prepared and can't let the Su Family be kept in the dark forever.
Years ago, Su Jingzhou promised Dr. Qiu that he would provide protection and fund her to establish this Nun Village.
The condition for the exchange was that Dr. Qiu agreed to forge a peerless divine weapon for him, and that peerless divine weapon was Number Eighteen.
But Dr. Qiu kept a trick up her sleeve back then. She forged the peerless divine weapon, but she didn't sharpen it.
Just like all the sisters in the Nun Village, they were only weapon embryos and needed someone to sharpen them.
Because once Su Jingzhou got what he wanted, all the agreements they had reached would be torn up by him.
At that time, not only would Dr. Qiu be in danger, but the entire Nun Village would surely be erased by Su Jingzhou.
From the current perspective, the peerless divine weapon of the past has clearly been sharpened by Xiao Zhuo, and now that he has formed a death pact with the divine weapon, he and Su Jingzhou can only be mortal enemies; it's impossible for them to become allies.
The more Di Zhenzhen thought about it, the more she felt she had to tell Yun Zhuo, to make him discard any illusions about Su Jingzhou so he wouldn't suffer a loss when the time came.
Moreover, with Su Jingzhou's character, once Xiao Zhuo suffers a loss, it would surely lead to total ruin.
Returning home and finishing his shower, Yun Zhuo had just come out of the bathroom drying his hair when he was pressed down into a chair in front of the dressing table by Teacher Su.
She brought the hairdryer over. "Don't move, I'll dry it for you."
As she spoke, her fingertips ran through his semi-wet hair with gentle and practiced movements. The warm air, carrying the temperature of her palm, swept across his scalp. It was so comfortable it made one want to squint, yet there was an indescribable intimacy to it.
Amidst the hum of the hairdryer, Teacher Su's gaze fell on the top of his head, and she suddenly laughed softly: "It would be nice if you were a girl."
Her fingertips gently pinched the tips of his hair, her eyes full of softness. "I could style your hair into twin buns, pin on little velvet flowers, and put you in a lace Lolita dress. Just thinking about it is adorable."
Listening to this, Yun Zhuo couldn't help but curl his lips.
It seemed many mothers had such little thoughts, always loving to raise their young sons as daughters, using the act of dressing up the child to quietly fulfill their own doll dreams.
He didn't speak, only tilted his head slightly to look at Su Qingyuan's serious profile in the mirror. The crimson morning sun shone in from the window, landing on the tips of her hair, and even the air was soaked in a gentle sweetness.
"Is it done?"
"How about I try tying two little pigtails?"
"Don't waste your creativity on me, or our daughter will be jealous in the future."
"Go on with you, who said I'm going to have a daughter for you?" A rare hint of shyness appeared on Teacher Su's face.
"If we don't have a daughter, then our son will be the unlucky one."
Just then, the elder Teacher Su knocked on the door from outside. "Hey, Xiao Yuan, Xiao Zhuo, are you out yet? Di Zhenzhen has come looking for him again."