"We're in class right now, let's not discuss personal matters." Zhang Yunxiao adjusted his shoulder slightly, his smile carrying a hint of helplessness.
"Then if I learn how to operate the flight device, will you tell me, senior? I’m really curious. A friend of mine likes you and asked me to find out." Little Wei nudged Zhang Yunxiao’s waist lightly with her elbow.
When Ling Wanbai returned, she saw the two in an ambiguous scene.
"This is a class. What are you doing?" Ling Wanbai asked expressionlessly.
Zhang Yunxiao coughed lightly, his face flushing slightly.
"My junior was just asking me something."
"Couldn’t it wait until after class?" Ling Wanbai remained as aloof as ever.
Zhang Yunxiao had long since figured out Ling Wanbai’s temperament and didn’t bother arguing.
"Alright, my bad. Little junior, I’ve already taught you the techniques. Start practicing now. Once you’re familiar, Senior Ling and I will begin our attacks."
Little Wei had no choice but to wait until after class to ask Zhang Yunxiao about it.
However, reality was far harsher than her ideal expectations. Operating the flight device proved incredibly difficult for someone like Little Wei, who was centuries behind in technology.
It took her three hours of trial and error just to operate it normally.
But Little Wei soon realized that manipulating the flight device greatly enhanced her mental acuity.
Once she discovered this, she doubled her efforts.
Even Zhang Yunxiao was surprised by her talent.
"Junior’s learning speed is almost on par with mine."
Ling Wanbai sat on her flight device, eating bread with a blank expression.
"Ling, are you that hungry?" Zhang Yunxiao glanced sideways.
Technically, he didn’t need to be here, but Ling Wanbai had invited him, and he couldn’t refuse. Besides, third-year students and above could earn some Federation credits by attending class.
"Not really. My face just hurts a little."
Ling Wanbai pursed her lips.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yunxiao was utterly confused.
"I used to think all dual-S types were weak." Ling Wanbai took a bite of her bread.
But Little Wei’s appearance proved that wasn’t the case.
"Well, there have been strong ones before, but someone with talent as high as Little Wei’s is still pretty rare."
Ling Wanbai stared down at her bread.
"I think having a dual-S like her in my family would be nice."
Zhang Yunxiao: ???
"You’re not falling for her, are you?" Zhang Yunxiao couldn’t believe it.
Ling Wanbai shot him a sidelong glance.
"No. I just think only someone this strong is worthy of me."
Zhang Yunxiao was speechless.
He knew Ling Wanbai had personality flaws, but this was just absurd.
"Ling Wanbai, no offense, but do you even know what a UR is?"
Ling Wanbai gave him another sidelong look.
"Obviously. They’re the most powerful group in the world."
"Right, but there’s one more thing—URs are supposed to pamper dual-S types unconditionally, because every dual-S could potentially become your wife."
"I don’t get it."
Zhang Yunxiao felt like he was about to lose his temper.
Still, he had decent patience and sighed. "How about this? I suggest you check out some popular novels on the neural net—the kind dual-S types like. That way, you’ll know what kind of URs they prefer."
"Isn’t being strong enough?"
Ling Wanbai looked genuinely puzzled.
Zhang Yunxiao wanted to say more but decided it’d be better to just ask Little Wei directly.
"Junior, take a break. No need to rush this."
He waved Little Wei over.
With a flick of her mind, Little Wei maneuvered her flight device to stop in front of them.
"What’s up?" She looked confused.
She was just getting into the groove!
"Ling says she likes you," Zhang Yunxiao blurted out.
Little Wei froze.
After a long pause, she turned to Ling Wanbai, scrutinizing her.
"No."
She wasn’t into straight girls like oranges—her past partner had been so much better, so considerate.
They’d cooked for her. If she were with Ling Wanbai, she’d have to serve this arrogant woman. Just thinking about it made her want to scream "No way!"
She’d been spoiled rotten by her ex.
"Junior, do you prefer someone gentle?" Zhang Yunxiao asked carefully.
"Of course! I want someone who can cook for me, take care of me, and massage my stomach when I’m on my period." Little Wei counted off on her fingers, dead serious.
"Can you do that?" Zhang Yunxiao turned to Ling Wanbai.
Ling Wanbai frowned and shook her head immediately.
No way.
"I’m too busy for such trivial things."
Zhang Yunxiao shrugged.
And she still wanted to marry a dual-S? Which dual-S would be blind enough to choose her?
"She’s hopeless." Little Wei tossed out the remark before turning back to her flight training.
But because of that one comment, once she mastered the flight device, Ling Wanbai made sure to put her through the wringer.
Damn it. Zhang Yunxiao only used one energy gun, but Ling Wanbai wielded two, firing relentlessly. Still, under this brutal training, Little Wei eventually gained full control of her flight device—and her speed wasn’t bad either.
"Tomorrow, we start with combat," Ling Wanbai said coolly, glancing at Little Wei.
"Got it," Little Wei replied flatly.
"You really dislike me?" Ling Wanbai frowned. She could sense Little Wei’s clear disdain.
Little Wei didn’t know how to respond, so she turned to Zhang Yunxiao instead, asking for the list of suspects—no, the list of people who liked him.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yunxiao only knew of three girls who frequently appeared around him.
A classic three-way choice.
"Just these three juniors. But why do you ask?" Zhang Yunxiao inquired.
"No one else?" Little Wei scanned the three names.
Classic three-way dilemma.
Zhang Yunxiao’s expression flickered with something strange, but he nodded.
"That’s it."
Little Wei caught that fleeting emotion instantly.
Something’s off.
There was someone else who liked Zhang Yunxiao, but he refused to tell her.
Why?
"Really? No one else, Senior?" Little Wei asked with a sweet smile.
The smile made Zhang Yunxiao falter for a moment, but he stubbornly shook his head.
"Really, that’s all I know."
Seeing she wouldn’t get an answer, Little Wei wasn’t discouraged. At least her direction wasn’t entirely wrong.
As for that mystery admirer, she’d find out eventually.
Wait…
If Zhang Yunxiao was this reluctant to talk about it, was it possible the admirer was male?
Now that would be a twist.
"Senior, could there be guys who like you?"
Zhang Yunxiao choked.
"Well, yes."
His expression relaxed slightly at the topic.
So who exactly had a crush on Zhang Yunxiao?
Even by process of elimination, she should’ve narrowed it down by now.
Wait—there was one more possibility.
That person… might be a UR.
In this world, UR pairings were strictly forbidden.
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