230: Chapter 230 No, it smells like a woman!

In Xie Fuyao's perception, this seemingly quiet room was just like a powder keg about to explode!

"In the bathroom... there are two terrifying auras entangled with each other! And the strength of these two is likely not below his own!"

"In the wardrobe... there are two people trying their best to suppress their breathing, but judging by their auras, they must be two noobs!"

"That's not even the scariest part..."

Xie Fuyao's gaze slowly moved downwards, looking under Jiang You's large bed.

"Under the bed... there is actually a bottomless, Grandmaster-level pressure lurking that even makes me feel suffocated!!!"

Xie Fuyao's brain went "buzz," and he nearly crashed on the spot.

What the hell is all this?!

Although he had made extremely sufficient psychological preparations before coming here.

He kept telling himself: Everyone in Class F is a psycho, and Jiang You is the heavyweight champion of psychos; no matter what he sees, he must maintain the final dignity of a fourth-year Chief.

But!

No matter how good his psychological preparation was, it couldn't withstand this solid, physical mental pollution!

"Why? Why does everything related to Jiang You always become so weird?"

Xie Fuyao froze in the doorway, his hands and feet icy cold.

A dignified Tier 4 or even Tier 5 expert, not sleeping in the middle of the night, coming to Jiang You's room to play "hide-and-seek"?

Stuffing two in the bathroom, two in the wardrobe, and even one lying under the bed?

Do you all think this room is very spacious?

Why are you all doing this?

Xie Fuyao took a deep breath, feeling that his intelligence and upbringing had been greatly insulted.

"I'm not playing anymore."

Xie Fuyao turned around expressionlessly.

Whatever "In-depth Review," whatever "Three-Year Future Challenge Plan," all seemed so ridiculous at this moment.

He only had one thought in his mind now: Turn around and leave immediately, go through the withdrawal procedures first thing tomorrow morning, buy a standing-room ticket to leave the Imperial Capital overnight, find a city without Magic City Martial Arts University, without Class F, and without Jiang You, and restart his life as a "normal human being."

His hand was already on the doorknob, ready to push the door and leave.

However.

Just at this critical moment, his gaze fell on the thirty-page review report in his hand, which he had poured his heart and soul into and even written to the point of moving himself.

On it, it was densely written with his pursuit of the ultimate martial arts, as well as the pride he had pieced back together after being crushed by Jiang You in the arena.

Xie Fuyao's hand froze.

His expression began to undergo an extremely bizarre change.

He stared into the void, his eyes gradually becoming moist, and a kind of tragic BGM seemed to ring in his mind.

He closed his eyes and silently conducted a soul-searching interrogation of himself:

"If I don't become a psycho, I will never be able to understand Jiang You's brain circuits."

"If I can't understand him, I will never be able to defeat him."

"If becoming a psycho is what it takes, then so be it..."

A line of clear tears slowly slid down Xie Fuyao's face, which was originally gentle as jade but now written full of despair and determination.

"Fine."

Xie Fuyao suddenly opened his eyes, a kind of "to hell with it" madness flashing in them:

"Since the pinnacle of this world is destined to belong to this group of psychos."

"Since even a Tier 5 big shot is hiding in this room..."

"Then there must be a reason for it!"

"I, Xie Fuyao, isn't it just acting like a pervert? I accept it!"

Xie Fuyao gritted his teeth, turned back abruptly, and displayed astonishing psychological quality and movement techniques.

He didn't make a single sound, like a phantom without a physical form, extremely lightly sticking to the wall, moving step by step to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Then.

He turned around abruptly and "swish," perfectly hid his body behind the thick, blackout velvet curtains!

Xie Fuyao stared fixedly at the direction of the large bed through the gap in the curtains, adjusting his breathing to the weakest state, and secretly vowed in his heart:

"I want to see what kind of nonsense you psychos can come up with in the middle of the night!"

Thus, the "matryoshka" style lurking in the room escalated once again!

Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian in the wardrobe, through the exposed gap, witnessed with their own eyes that Chief Xie, who was still high and mighty during the day, had just been crying at the door, and the next second snuck in like a thief, then extremely smoothly wrapped himself into the curtains.

Their worldviews suffered a critical hit once again.

"Fugui..." Xiang Batian whispered in Gou Fugui's ear in an extremely low voice: "Why do I feel like we are playing an extremely perverted game of hide-and-seek right now?"

"Shut up..." Gou Fugui was about to cry, "I just want to know now, who will be the next psycho to come in..."

As if to respond to Gou Fugui's prayer.

Just as Xie Fuyao had just steadied his footing behind the curtains.

"Creak—"

That door, which had experienced so many vicissitudes, was actually pushed open yet again!

...

Less than three minutes after Xie Fuyao snuck behind the curtains, at the end of the corridor of Room 2808, two slender figures met unexpectedly.

Senior Ji Youyou was dangling a small test tube flowing with dreamy purple liquid from her fingertips, a dangerous yet charming smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

And Qiu Yunan was holding books in her arms, walking somewhat absent-mindedly, her eyes behind her glasses flickering non-stop.

The two bumped into each other right at Jiang You's door.

"Yo, isn't this Yunan?" Senior Ji Youyou put away the test tube, her fingertips gently brushing across her lips, her tone carrying a bit of playfulness, "It's so late, are you carrying books to give Jiang You extra lessons, or are you here to..."

Qiu Yunan's cheeks turned slightly red, she pushed up her glasses, her voice as thin as a mosquito's: "I, I'm just passing by, and I wanted to ask Jiang You about the precautions for the competition in two days."

"Instead, what about you, Senior Ji Youyou? What are you holding? It smells... very unique."

Senior Ji Youyou chuckled and shook the test tube in her hand, "I am dedicating myself to academics. My newly developed 'One Dream to Relieve a Thousand Sorrows' can allow a person to enter a deep sleep in a painless state, eliminating muscle fatigue. Jiang You was exhausted today, so I'm here to care for his... body."

The door of Room 2808 endured a frequency that it shouldn't have had to endure at its age that night.

After the door was opened, two pretty heads poked in from the outside.

"Senior Ji Youyou, isn't this not very good?" Qiu Yunan lowered her voice, the weak arcs of electricity at her fingertips showing her inner conflict, "Breaking into a boy's room in the middle of the night..."

"Relax, Yunan, we are here to care for a classmate." Senior Ji Youyou smiled like a little fox that had just caught a chick, "My newly developed 'Sleeping Powder' hasn't undergone clinical testing yet. Jiang You is thick-skinned and sturdy, so he's the perfect test subject. Besides, don't you want to know if he will be like that time when he's sleeping..."

Senior Ji Youyou raised her eyebrows, her tone ambiguous: "Holding your waist so forcefully?"

"Shut up! That was an accident!" Qiu Yunan's cheeks turned red, and she almost couldn't hold back the lightning.

The two women snuck into the room on tiptoes.

They naturally saw Jiang You lying on the bed, still fast asleep. Just as the two were somewhat puzzled about why Jiang You didn't lock the door when sleeping, Senior Ji Youyou suddenly smelled a pungent perfume scent.

"Wait, there's the scent of a woman!"