I Want to Be a Battle Angel Too (6)

Oh no, perhaps it would be more accurate to say it was the emotions from all the previous fragments.

Si never expected them to secretly merge together like this.

Truthfully, she had been struggling over whether or not to absorb this thing.

Right now, she could still stay clear-headed enough to help Little Wei complete one mission after another. If these emotions were to merge into her, it would undoubtedly benefit her—after all, the seven emotions and six desires were part of being a living being.

Forget it. Better to lock these away in a safe.

Just as Si stood up, the golden glowing orb suddenly leaped up and flew straight into her chest.

Si: ???

No way.

How did these emotions even develop self-awareness? She didn’t want to absorb them.

Si coughed heavily and sat back in her chair, taking a long moment to steady herself. Emotions from Ning Moqing to Ji Cheng surged through her heart one after another. She braced her hands hard against the system control panel, but before she could react, she found herself clutching the screen, pressing her lips against the delicate, flower-like face displayed there.

She kissed it.

Afterward, Si’s mind was completely dazed.

These seven emotions and six desires were like an addictive poison to her. She even felt the urge to rush into that novel dimension, snatch Little Wei right out of her ongoing mission, and throw her onto the bed.

Little Wei could only belong to her. She wanted to lock Little Wei in this space.

And then…

Si slapped herself hard across the face.

Yuan Qiaoqiao had the greatest influence on her, but with the fusion of Ning Moqing, Mu Miao, and Ji Cheng, her temperament had mellowed considerably.

Yet they all shared the same fondness—yearning for that sweet, soft glutinous rice candy.

"Si, are you self-harming now?" Little Wei, who had just retrieved the inspection report, heard the crisp sound of the slap.

What could possibly be so unbearable that she’d hit herself?

At this rate, would she soon be attending Si’s funeral?

Truly terrifying.

Though it wouldn’t be so bad if there was a plate of spicy fish at the funeral feast.

"No," Si steadied the turmoil inside her. "I need to go see a doctor soon. If anything comes up, you can talk to Little Loli from now on."

Little Wei: ?

"Did you have an epileptic fit?"

Si choked. "Can’t you think of something nicer?"

"If it’s not epilepsy, then are you dying?" Little Wei looked at her with exaggerated pity.

Si: …

She didn’t dare imagine Little Wei’s reaction if she found out that Si was actually Ji Cheng and the others. But one thing was certain—Little Wei would regret saying such things.

Infuriating.

Being a system and enduring this nonsense was worse than being those soul fragments—at least then she could see Little Wei acting spoiled.

Si snorted lightly and ignored Little Wei.

Meanwhile, Little Wei was taken by Ling Wanbai to see the dean.

"Her strength is a bit lacking, but her physique is decent," Dean Li remarked, scrutinizing the report as he looked Little Wei up and down.

"It’s really hard to believe data like this came from a little Double-S girl like her." Dean Li was a young man, and his gaze was full of surprise as he studied Little Wei.

Little Wei waved a small hand. "No need to flatter me. I know I’m amazing."

Ling Wanbai shot her a glance, utterly speechless.

She had never met someone so… indescribable.

Dean Li laughed and patted the little girl’s shoulder.

"Don’t worry, I’m different from the others. Whether you’re Double-S or UR, as long as your talent level is high enough, I’ll make sure to train you into the strongest mecha warrior angel."

"Really?" The thought of those dazzling mechas set Little Wei’s heart ablaze.

"Absolutely. Your physique and strength are already exceptional even among URs. Since you’re going to be my disciple, I’ll take you to pick out something good."

Dean Li’s smart device flew toward the bookshelf, which slowly slid open, revealing a passage lit by fluorescent lights.

"Oh, by the way, Bai Bai, I heard UR Academy just enrolled another promising candidate. See if you can take them as your disciple." Li Yu was somewhat interested in that candidate, but since they were already UR, and there had been geniuses like that before—

He was one himself.

But for a Double-S physique to produce someone like Ning Xiaowei was extremely rare.

Among physique, strength, and spiritual power, Double-S was inherently at a disadvantage—even worse than SSR.

Now that someone with spiritual power surpassing Ling Wanbai’s had appeared, and she was Double-S, Li Yu found it quite fascinating.

"No time. Teacher, you know my family situation. My mother wants me to get married as soon as possible." Ling Wanbai pressed her lips together.

"You… really shouldn’t bother." Li Yu’s hand trembled slightly.

Ling Wanbai finding a partner?

Forget it. This girl’s personality was too domineering. Double-S individuals were all pampered and delicate—who could handle Ling Wanbai’s temperament?

"I think so too." Ling Wanbai frowned, but before she could say more, she noticed Little Wei sneakily rolling her eyes at her.

Ling Wanbai: ?

What was this mischievous little thing implying?

If not for the fact that Little Wei’s spiritual power surpassed hers, Ling Wanbai would have drawn her sword to put this Double-S in her place.

Ling Wanbai was a born conqueror.

"Dean, Teacher, I think she’s better off single. She just hit me earlier, and it really hurt." Little Wei wasn’t lying—the original owner’s slender arms had turned red from that forceful pinning.

Li Yu glared at Ling Wanbai and promptly kicked her.

"You reckless fool! Can’t you be gentler with Double-S people? With that attitude, you’ll never find a wife in this lifetime!" Li Yu scolded harshly.

He had always been exasperated with this disciple.

Though Ling Wanbai was outstanding, she was obsessed with combat and completely indifferent to normal emotional interactions. Aside from showing him some respect, she looked down on everyone else.

The kick didn’t hurt Ling Wanbai at all.

"Wives are troublesome. I don’t want one," she said coldly.

Li Yu snorted and ignored her.

"Come on, little girl. Never mind your senior sister—her brain’s been pierced by a Zerg’s claw."

Little Wei: …

For some reason, she suddenly wanted to laugh. But in this world, Ling Wanbai’s role was equivalent to that of a man in a normal society.

It was strange, but that’s how it was.

Li Yu practically acted as Ling Wanbai’s parent, hoping she would settle down and start a family.

And her…

Hm?

The beloved junior sister showered with affection?

Forget it. Expecting Ling Wanbai to pamper her? She’d rather take Si’s advice and duel Ling Wanbai with swords.

She followed Li Yu into the passage, with Ling Wanbai trailing behind.

After just a couple of minutes, the three arrived at a laboratory the size of a football field.

Several mecha models stood atop glowing pillars—they looked impressive, but compared to Ling Wanbai’s set, Little Wei felt they fell far short.

"Teacher, which one are you looking for?" Ling Wanbai glanced around. These mechas were all the dean’s private collection.

Only outstanding graduates received mechas as rewards from him.

Though they couldn’t compare to her Light Wings, they were still among the finest combat mechas in existence.

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