166: Chapter 166 Teacher Su's Tacit Approval, Setting Off Home
"Can you tell the left shoe from the right one?"
Teacher Su looked at Yun Zhuo in confusion. Although she didn't know why he was asking this, she still nodded.
"Do they look alike?"
Teacher Su nodded again.
"Then if you wore them wrong one day, would you know?"
Teacher Su nodded again.
"Why?"
Teacher Su said subconsciously, "Sprained ankle?"
"Exactly, Teacher Su is so smart."
"But you still haven't told me how you knew. Also, since you already knew, why did you still... still..."
Teacher Su's voice grew smaller and smaller as she spoke, sounding very guilty, but her eyes were fixed on Yun Zhuo without blinking.
Yun Zhuo said, "Because... I can't beat you."
"Huh?" Teacher Su's brain stalled for a second. The next second, she let go of the quilt and said irritably, "What kind of reason is that? Give me another one, hurry up!"
As she spoke, she grabbed Yun Zhuo's clothes.
Sweeping away her previous shyness, her whole person instantly became assertive.
Because I've been coveting you for a long time, and last night you delivered yourself to my door. I'm not a vegetarian; how could I let the meat that's already in my mouth fly away?
"Because... love for you is in my heart but hard to voice, I don't know what I should say."
"Hmm?"
"If I had known you would do this, I should have made a move on you sooner, so I wouldn't have to be so conflicted these past few days."
"Bah, who did what? I didn't do anything."
Teacher Su wanted to pull back her hand, but Yun Zhuo grabbed it. "It's okay. Knowing that we both think the same way now is better than anything else.
I like you. Please look after me from now on."
"Hmph."
Teacher Su gave a light snort, the corners of her lips curling slightly. It seemed things weren't as difficult as she had imagined.
She subconsciously wanted to pull up the quilt again, but Yun Zhuo held it down and said, "Aren't you getting up yet?"
"I want to sleep a bit longer."
"Then I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute." Teacher Su reached out and grabbed him. "Stay in bed with me for a while longer, okay?"
"Sigh, I really can't do anything with you."
Teacher Su happily pulled him back onto the bed and lay down again, hugging him.
By this time, the sun had already risen, and the heavy quilt was no longer suitable.
...
In the kitchen.
Little Teacher Su was wearing a white apron, her long hair tied behind her head with a single red chopstick.
She stood before the stove, frying eggs in an exquisite flat-bottomed pan.
Holding the handle with her left hand, she gave it a gentle upward toss. The moment the sizzling egg pancake was thrown into the air, sunlight leaked through the blinds, falling across her Face in thin strips of warm light.
Her profile was translucent in the light, even the tips of her ears tinged with pale pink. A few strands of hair clung to her temples, and her thick, long eyelashes were dyed a pale gold by the light.
Her bright eyes were fixed on the tossed egg pancake, focused and serious.
Her pursed lips looked even more lustrous and moving under the sunlight.
Splat!
She hadn't controlled her strength well; the tossed egg pancake stuck to the range hood, specifically the side with the runny yolk.
"Hmph, that brat. What time is it, and he's still in bed."
She muttered a sentence, put down the pan, picked up a plate, and used the spatula to scrape the egg stuck to the range hood onto the plate.
She would give this egg to that brat to eat later.
Who told him not to get up yet.
Just as she set the plate down, steam began to rise from the clay pot nearby where porridge was simmering, and white bubbles pushed the lid up.
She inserted the spatula into the gap between the handle and the lid, using the leverage to lift the lid to one side.
The white steam, like a small mushroom cloud, suddenly surged up from the pot.
The steam blurred the contours of her cheeks, but the sunlight clearly illuminated the fineness of her skin; even the slight sweat on the tip of her nose shimmered with tiny glints of light.
Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, fried eggs, and red sausage—this was everyone's breakfast.
After placing these on the table, she looked up and saw that the brat upstairs still hadn't gotten out of bed, so she finally decided not to wait any longer.
She briskly wiped her hands on the apron twice, untied it, threw it on the table, ran upstairs with a series of thuds, and then banged on the door.
"Hey, you two! The sun is already shining on your butts! Get up and come downstairs to eat!"
When she heard no response, she bit her lower lip and puffed out her cheeks, ready to knock again.
At that moment, Yun Zhuo opened the door.
"Morning, Teacher Su."
"You..." Teacher Su frowned, then stuck her head inside, shoving Yun Zhuo, who was blocking her view, to the side.
"Eh, where's my sister?"
"Heh, so now you know she's your sister? You two acted quite convincingly last night."
Teacher Su, who had been aggressive just a moment ago, couldn't help but feel guilty.
"I... I was testing you to see if you could tell us apart."
"Is that so?"
"Of course. Where did my sister go?"
"She's in the bathroom. Now, shouldn't we talk about our business?"
"Talk about what? Hurry down and eat; breakfast is going to get cold."
Although she was guiltily changing the subject, she had also tacitly consented.
Well, the excuses that Elder Teacher Su had spent half the morning discussing with him were now completely useless.
In the time that followed, Yun Zhuo's life was very fulfilling.
During the day, he had to increase the compatibility for Jiang Jingjing and the others, and sometimes he had to deal with Sister Zhenzhen.
At night, he had to hand in his homework to the teacher.
Elder Teacher Su and Sister Zhenzhen weren't idle either. By the third day, they began working on the Garrison Farm.
The site was chosen on the east side of the village, where there was an old world school; the terrain was relatively open, which would save a lot on ground leveling costs.
On the seventh day, Li Jianrong came, bringing a ton of crystal fragments and low-tier runes.
On the thirteenth day, Li Jianrong came to pick up the first batch of goods, and Yun Zhuo earned fifty million.
At the same time, Yun Zhuo saved up three Level 6 crystals, five runes with +50% hit rate, and three runes that increased Corrosion Energy absorption by 100%.
The two agreed to pick up goods once every ten days from then on.
But Li Jianrong came again after only five days because he had extensive connections, and the Level 4 rune crystals were in high demand in his hands; he also brought another truckload of low-tier runes and crystal fragments for Yun Zhuo.
For the sake of the money, Yun Zhuo had no choice but to work overtime.
Even after finishing his homework each time, he would stay up late synthesizing crystal runes.
The next day at dawn, he still had to run off to increase the compatibility for the nuns.
Originally, it would take at most two days to increase a nun's compatibility to 100%, so ten nuns could be finished in twenty days.
In the end, it took a whole month.
Fortunately, Yun Zhuo had learned the Method of Coordination during his school days. While increasing compatibility, he also took other wingmen whose compatibility was already at 100% to grind the Abandoned Well every day.
This both increased the compatibility of the newcomers and trained the coordination between the lead and wingmen.
It was worth mentioning that Yun Zhuo could now only activate a maximum of seven wingmen at once. It wasn't that the corrosion energy furnace couldn't handle the load, but that his Mental Energy was too weak.
After returning this time, he would have to find a Cultivation Technique that could significantly increase Mental Energy; otherwise, if he couldn't use so many wingmen, what would be the difference between him and a eunuch visiting a brothel?
During this month, Li Jianrong came a total of seven times, allowing Yun Zhuo to add three more Saint-rank War Princesses.
But the System lottery still gave crystal marrow.
It felt like the System was completely fooling people. If you have no skills to give, why did you talk so big in the first place?
A month later, in the early morning—which was today—Yun Zhuo and the Su teachers prepared to set off back to the Imperial Capital.