WTYTIAAN Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Yan Yunqing didn’t speak, and Barnett assumed he had listened. He tossed the wooden sword in his hand back onto the weapon rack, hanging it securely in its original position.

Barnett retrieved Yan Yunqing’s heavy sword with one hand and pinched his arm with the other.

Yan Yunqing hissed. Barnett held him down, “Don’t move. You overexerted yourself. I’ll rub out the tense muscles for you, otherwise you won’t be able to move your arm tomorrow.”

Yan Yunqing wanted to say that he could just drink a potion to remove the debuff, but Barnett didn’t give him the chance. With a little force, Yan Yunqing was restrained and unable to move, forced to let Barnett rub out his tense muscles.

Yan Yunqing gritted his teeth to control his facial expressions, managing to avoid a grimacing ugliness. Come on, he had his pride, okay?

While kneading, Barnett observed Yan Yunqing’s expression. He could tell Yan Yunqing was enduring it and found it amusing. This kid was talented, no doubt, but he was also a bit too concerned with his image.

However, an excellent teacher would not expose a student’s precarious facade. So, Barnett casually brought up a topic, “Apply some ointment after going back, the kind the academy issued before. Take a hot bath to relax your muscles, and the ointment will be even more effective.”

The academy issued ointments?

Yan Yunqing spaced out for a moment. Barnett noticed his somewhat confused expression and couldn’t help but say, “Didn’t you go to get it? I remember they issued it last week. If you don’t have it, come with me after class to get some.”

“By the way, who’s your teacher? How could they forget to tell you about getting the ointment?”

Yan Yunqing:?

Yan Yunqing was stunned, “Huh?”

“What ‘huh’?” Barnett said amused, “With your skills, if you were really my student, I would have discovered you long ago. How could I have only tested you out today?”

Yan Yunqing touched his nose: He thought this teacher still regarded him as a student who had skipped class.

Barnett: “Tell me, who is your teacher? They’re too irresponsible. Why don’t you just transfer to my class? I’ll definitely teach you well. At least, I’ll correct those flawed sword moves of yours one by one.”

Yan Yunqing felt a chill down his spine.

“Well… my teacher…”

Who was his teacher? Should he even have a teacher?

Lucy did say she would introduce him to a teacher, but that was a magic teacher, which had nothing to do with swordsmanship!

Yan Yunqing was brainstorming.

Barnett raised an eyebrow, “Don’t want to say? What? Are you afraid I’ll tell on you?”

“What could you possibly tell on me?” Yan Yunqing subconsciously retorted.

“Hmm? Tell on you for not attending your teacher’s class and coming to mess around in mine?” Barnett laughed heartily, “You, why didn’t you come earlier to sneak into the class? You ran in halfway through the class. If I didn’t catch you, wouldn’t my students run around and skip class every day?”

He released Yan Yunqing’s arm, “Alright, it’s mostly rubbed out. Just take a bath and apply some ointment after you get back.”

Yan Yunqing moved his arms and indeed found that his arms weren’t as sore. The [Moderate Fatigue] status in the status bar had changed to [Slight Fatigue]. This kneading was actually so effective?

Barnett patted him on the shoulder and picked up a lighter wooden sword again, “Come, I’ll explain the mistakes you made just now, so you won’t make such obvious mistakes next time.”

…

In the swordplay practice session, Yan Yunqing was like a sponge absorbing water, frantically drawing knowledge of swordsmanship from Teacher Barnett.

Until the end of class, Yan Yunqing was still a bit unsatisfied.

He decided to list the swordplay practice course as his key target for sneaking into classes. It was a great steal, and he would come again next time!

After announcing the end of class, Barnett got Yan Yunqing a few jars of ointment for him to take back and use.

In the end, Barnett didn’t continue to ask who Yan Yunqing’s teacher was, but he had already planned to go back and interrogate his colleagues, determined to dig this good seedling into his own basket.

Yan Yunqing was unaware of this.

He waited for a while before a gentle little white car arrived, and he rode the car back to the magic academy’s dormitory area.

Before entering the door, Yan Yunqing habitually opened the mini-map to take a look at the movements in the dormitory. He saw the little green dot belonging to his roommate Demetrius.

Huh? Demetrius wasn’t hiding? This morning he had deliberately left early to avoid him. Yan Yunqing thought Demetrius would also return very late at night to avoid contact with him.

He didn’t expect to guess wrong.

Yan Yunqing used the key to open the dormitory door. It was quiet inside, which was in line with Yan Yunqing’s perception of Demetrius.

Yan Yunqing put the key back into his backpack and casually placed the ointment on the small coffee table in front of the sofa. The sofa’s packaging was still not opened, but Yan Yunqing didn’t mind and sat directly on it.

Then his ears twitched. His hearing, which had become very acute after the transmigration, came into play. He faintly heard the sound of flowing water.

Huh?

Yan Yunqing closed his eyes and tried to distinguish it. He discovered that the sound of flowing water was actually coming from the bathroom on this floor.

Their small villa dormitory had four floors, namely the underground training room, the first-floor living room, and the second and third floors each for one person.

There was a washroom on each of the first, second, and third floors. The ones on the second and third floors were by default for the private use of the owner of that floor, while the one in the living room was a public washroom.

The three washrooms were similar in specifications, except that the bathroom on Yan Yunqing’s third floor also had a small pool for people to take a bath. Yan Yunqing had never been to the second floor, so he didn’t know the layout of the second-floor bathroom, but he thought it should be the same as his third floor.

The sound of water he heard was obviously someone taking a shower. The mini-map only showed that his roommate Demetrius was in the dormitory, so why was Demetrius using the bathroom on the first floor instead of the one on the second floor?

Yan Yunqing curiously looked in the direction of the washroom and studied the ointment that Barnett had given him.

[Sorite Quality Ointment]

Description: A Sorite quality ointment, with a certain soothing and healing effect, is loved by swordsmen.

Yan Yunqing unscrewed the lid of the ointment. A clear herbal fragrance lingered at the tip of Yan Yunqing’s nose. It was very refreshing, with a slightly bitter feeling, and a sweet orange scent… Huh?

No, where did the orange scent come from in the ointment? Yan Yunqing opened his eyes and realized that the orange scent was not coming from the ointment, but from… the washroom not far from him.

At some point, the door of the washroom had quietly opened a crack, and a figure wrapped in a bath towel was sneaking towards the stairs.

“Demetrius, are you done washing?”

Yan Yunqing clearly saw Demetrius tremble all over before turning around stiffly. Only then did Yan Yunqing notice that his exposed pale skin had a hint of redness from being steamed by the heat.

It looked like he finally didn’t look so much like a necromancer.

“Why are you taking a shower on the first floor?” Yan Yunqing asked curiously.

Demetrius’ voice was as weak as a mosquito, “The second floor… is broken.”

“I see.” Yan Yunqing nodded and looked down again to study the ointment.

Demetrius was still frozen in place, not moving. Yan Yunqing didn’t hear any movement for a long time, so he looked up at the other person again, “What? Do you have something to say to me?”

Demetrius: “…No, nothing.”

Yan Yunqing said “oh” and then, “Then what are you doing?”

Demetrius kept his head buried low, “You… called me.”

Yan Yunqing:?

Yan Yunqing was stunned, “Oh, I don’t have anything, I’m just curious why you’re showering downstairs, you go ahead.”

Demetrius was choked. Hearing Yan Yunqing’s words, he immediately turned and went upstairs. Yan Yunqing’s voice slowly came from behind him.

“Oh, right, I wanted to say your orange-scented shower gel smells good.”

A stumbling sound came from upstairs. Yan Yunqing fell back on the sofa, unable to stop laughing. This dark little mushroom was so much fun.

So cute.

He cleaned up and returned to the third floor, filled a tub with hot water, and soaked his whole body in it. He felt the hot water washing over his sore muscles, and the rippling water made him feel like a small boat on the sea, floating up and down.

Yan Yunqing yawned. After soaking for ten minutes, before he felt dizzy, Yan Yunqing came out of the bathroom, dried himself quickly, and sat cross-legged on the bed to apply the ointment to himself.

He opened the chat system and replied to the non-stop private messages from Divick.

Alas, he really shouldn’t have taught Divick how to use the chat system to talk to him. If he wasn’t careful, there were 99+ messages. He couldn’t even get through them all.

It was like reviewing memorials to the throne.

Yan Yunqing sighed and replied casually a few times before closing Divick’s private chat.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to reply more, but Divick’s messages were too boring. Every few minutes he would send a “miss you.” Yan Yunqing couldn’t handle it.

He could only send a “read” to express that he had seen it.

Speaking of which, Lillian seemed to have been silent for a long time. In the beginning, after they separated, Lillian would send him a message from time to time, but now it seemed that he hadn’t received a message from Lillian for nearly a month.

Maybe her growth period had reached a critical point?

Yan Yunqing wasn’t sure, but Lillian was in the elf territory, so there shouldn’t be any danger. He didn’t need to worry too much.

Yan Yunqing yawned, closed the chat system, and opened the forum casually.

It had been five months since he last looked at the forum. To be honest, the last time he looked at the forum, Yan Yunqing was really embarrassed, so he hadn’t dared to open the forum again for so long.

He was afraid of seeing some explosive remarks from the netizens.

…And the scene of his bragging being publicly executed.

However, with the internal beta test time approaching, Yan Yunqing was indeed a little curious about the reactions of those people in the forum. Understanding more would also make it easier for him to make sufficient preparations for the upcoming player launch.

While applying the ointment, Yan Yunqing used his consciousness to flip through the forum, browsing the posts in it.

[Wow, the new in-house recording video is a bit cool, there’s even a casino plot? Oh my god, is this really 18+ and not 22+? Is this scale a bit too big? Bunny girls, hehehe]

Well, as expected, his process of going to Mantipel was secretly recorded again. He just didn’t know if it was the Joker’s vest or the Xavier’s vest that was recorded.

[Early dying Dad, sick Mom, studying younger brother, broken me, when will I be able to play “Homecoming”?!]

Well, here is another one who is going crazy wanting to play the game.

[They all laugh at you, but you… forget it, if you let me get the internal beta qualification, I will help you scold them back]

This is also a water post, skip, skip.

[Honestly, doesn’t everyone really think Joker is handsome? He has a natural temperament that should be my husband]

Yan Yunqing resisted the urge to click in. Anyway, clicking on it would just be netizens praising him crazily. Heh, he was already tired of seeing these contents and didn’t care at all.

As for a husband? No thanks, no thanks, who knows if there is a sweet girl or a foot-picking man behind the network cable?

A foot-picking man can also use a voice changer and say “good brother” every time!

[This world is just a huge makeshift stage, yes, I’m talking about you! Homecoming Company! Do you know how to make games? Three years, even a pile of shit should be brought up for me to taste the salty taste, instead of continuing to remain silent and only send in-house recordings to seduce me!]

…Hiss, this one is even more heavyweight.

Yan Yunqing browsed the forum. This time, his mentality was more relaxed, and he just treated it as fun. He wasn’t ashamed enough to bang his head on the ground because his bragging had been publicly executed again.

Until a new post jumped out, Yan Yunqing saw the title clearly, and his pupils couldn’t help but shrink.