From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Chapter 91 The Capable Old Lady Who's Always by Her Side, Saeko Busujima

Jiang Yuyan raised her head and looked around, repeatedly confirming that Xiao Miao had left. She then stopped trying to hide it, grabbed the blanket and rolled it into a cylinder, wrapped her long legs around the blanket, and rolled around on the bed frantically.

After a while, Jiang Yuyan calmed herself down, got up, tucked the ends of her hair behind her ears, and disappeared from sight.

The Witch's Tower has returned to complete tranquility, as if it had never changed since time immemorial.

In the real world, in the president's office.

Xiao Miao and Jiang Yuyan opened their eyes at the same time, their gazes met, and then they looked away at the same time.

"President, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now," Xiao Miao said, standing up.

"Wait a moment." Jiang Yuyan took out a key from behind her and tossed it to Xiao Miao.

"This is?"

"You can stay in the villa in the 11th ring for now. Also, what kind of melee weapon are you good at or prefer to use?"

As if afraid that Xiao Miao would refuse the villa, Jiang Yuyan mentioned it briefly and then quickly moved on to another topic.

Xiao Miao's train of thought was indeed led astray: "Hmm, a knife, I'll use a knife."

Among all kinds of weapons, the knife is one of the easiest to master.

"A sword... I understand." Jiang Yuyan nodded calmly. "I understand. I'll find you an experienced member of the club who's skilled in swordsmanship to teach you. Don't let me down."

Xiao Miao understood the subtext behind Jiang Yuyan's "Don't disappoint me," and slowly nodded: "I will study hard."

He turned and walked out of the office, then looked at the keys in his hand as he got into the elevator.

"Does this mean I'm being kept by a sugar daddy?"

Inside the office.

Jiang Yuyan touched her cheeks and found them to be quite hot.

That guy is so agile...

She couldn't continue her meditation; she had to go home immediately to change into a new set of undergarments, otherwise the sticky feeling against her skin would be very uncomfortable.

"When practicing swordsmanship, you must first master the fundamentals. If your fundamentals are not solid, learning any number of sword techniques will be futile; they will all be castles in the air!"

At a training ground located in the 11th Ring Road, under the name of Yujiang Society, Xiao Miao and a burly man stood side by side, each holding a training knife.

The burly man was the swordsmanship instructor that Jiang Yuyan had found for Xiao Miao.

"To master swordsmanship, both talent and hard work are indispensable, but it's not difficult to get started. If your physical condition is strong enough, you can use it in actual combat after a little practice."

"Sword practice naturally begins with basic sword techniques: forward and backward thrusts, left and right thrusts, straight slashes, left and right sweeping strikes, left and right hooks, horizontal slashes, parries... Then combine these basic movements in pairs. Do you have the [Swordsmanship] skill?"

Xiao Miao shook her head: "No."

"You're a complete beginner, huh? I'll teach you the basic movements first, and then you can practice on your own until you develop muscle memory for the basic movements." The coach was secretly delighted; this was an easy job, and he loved teaching beginners.

Because the improvement was obvious and the results were quick, it made it easier for him to go to the president to claim credit.

Just like exam scores in school, the effort required to improve from the beginning of learning to 80 points is completely incomparable to improving from 80 points to 100 points.

Xiao Miao began to follow the coach's movements, and the coach nodded in approval as he practiced his clumsy posture.

As expected of a newbie, that's great!

Five minutes later, the coach showed an appreciative expression.

Good, you picked it up quickly and your posture is very standard. You're a good candidate for knife training.

Ten minutes later, the coach looked slightly surprised.

Xiao Miao can already perform the basic movements smoothly; isn't that a bit too fast for him?

Ten minutes later, the coach stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief, and called out to Xiao Miao: "You, you really haven't practiced swordsmanship?"

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"No, I don't." Xiao Miao shook his head. "But I just unlocked a skill, [Swordsmanship Iv1]. Does that mean I've mastered it?"

"That's right, that's too much. Uh, you must have used up your Destiny Points to speed things up." The coach found a reasonable explanation to convince himself. If Xiao Miao really mastered the basics in 20 minutes without any external help, then what was the point of his own 3 months to master the basics? Did he think he could endure hardship?

"What's the next training session?" Xiao Miao had no intention of explaining. Being misunderstood as consuming destiny points to accelerate training was fine, at least it made sense.

Xiao Miao's practice progress was so fast because his movements awakened fragments of broken memories hidden within him.

Each time the character card's time expires, a large amount of memory disappears, and some fragmented memories lie dormant deep within Xiao Miao's soul. These memory fragments are too fragmented to form complete skills, so they have never been used.

Even today, when Xiao Miao practices his swordsmanship, those scattered fragments of memories related to swordsmanship begin to come alive, gradually becoming clearer as his movements unfold, and eventually becoming Xiao Miao's own.

Moreover, Xiao Miao also has an elderly grandfather who lives with him.

Master, the downward chop needs to be faster! Yes, Master is amazing! ●（^—）~

Dokushima Yako's voice resonated in Xiao Miao's heart through the contract, like a cat's paw gently teasing his heart, making him itch with desire.

As the national kendo champion, Tokushima Yako can spot Xiao Miao's mistakes at a glance and correct them at any time. She is the perfect example of a kendo master who adds beauty to the scene!

As fellow transmigrators, Xiao Yan has Yao Lao by his side, while I, Xiao Miao, have Poison Island's Ya Zi by my side—my resources are now on par with his.

Moreover, Yao Lao doesn't have the emotional value that Dokushima Yako can provide, nor is he as capable as Dokushima Yako!

We won! We won twice! A win-win situation!

Xiao Miao mentally berated himself, but his hands moved quickly, and his swordsmanship improved rapidly.

[Ding! Skill level increased:]

[Swordsmanship Iv2→lv3]

[Swordsmanship Iv3→lv4]

The coach became increasingly alarmed as he taught, and amidst his shock, an idea gradually began to emerge in his mind.

This pretty boy, is he being kept by the company president?

He had never seen the president's face, only that she was a young woman with beautiful eyes. He had heard that wealthy people in the inner city liked to keep mistresses, and the president might be the same.

Burning fate points to practice swordsmanship, what a luxury! How many fate points did the club president give him?

The coach's eyes were full of envy. He looked down at his own muscles. Although they weren't as eye-catching as Xiao Miao's handsome face, he had a good physique and big muscles. A rich woman who had tasted the sweetness might like this.

Why don't you try finding a rich woman yourself?

If a beautiful, wealthy woman were willing to be my sugar daddy, I'd even be willing to do it three times a day. At worst, I'd get a prosthetic leg surgery in the inner city—the kind with a hydraulic piston that can be customized in length and diameter...

Xiao Miao had no idea what the coach was thinking. After the lesson, he returned to the villa, ate, took a shower, and then lay down on the bed.

The Tower of Talents - Challenger activated, and the light and shadows shifted before his eyes. Xiao Miao reappeared in the mysterious and treacherous first floor of the tower.

Saeko, can you hear me?

Xiao Miao silently called out to Busujima Ayako in his heart, but received no response.

As expected, it was impossible to bring it in.

Xiao Miao sighed inwardly. He had originally wanted to exploit a bug to see if Poison Island Yako could absorb spiritual particles and become stronger, but the plan died in the first step.

Since the signal couldn't be transmitted, the priority of the slave contract connection was clearly lower than that of the Witch's Tower.

During his 12-hour cultivation time, Xiao Miao did not use all of it to absorb spiritual particles. He tried to use his energy manipulation skills to control the spiritual particles to materialize into a longsword, but the effect was not ideal.

The long sword was indeed materialized, but it failed to exhibit the rigidity that a rigid structure should have; instead, it drooped down softly.

Just like a middle-aged person who is no longer in control of their own destiny, like a small water pipe.

After 12 hours of training, the president appeared on time.

She was still wearing a white cloud-patterned robe, the hem of which fluttered as she walked, her long legs encased in sheer stockings, creating a stark contrast with her expressionless face.

"Hey, aren't you practicing swordsmanship? How come you've conjured a short whip?" Jiang Yuyan asked curiously when she saw the sword in Xiao Miao's hand.

Xiao Miao: "6"

"This is my first attempt at materialization, so what's wrong with being a little soft!"

Many people are soft the first time!

"Enough talk, the duel begins! President, take this—or rather, this—sword!"

Whips flashed, swords clashed, fists whistled, figures dodged and weaved, their movements unpredictable...

Ten minutes later, Xiao Miao made a mistake. Jiang Yuyan feigned an opening and then turned around to strike Xiao Miao in the back with her sword, ending today's challenge.

However, Xiao Miao did not come away empty-handed.

[Ding! Skill level increased:]

【****|v6→lv7!】

Any improvement is a good thing!

Five days later, on the first floor of the Witch's Tower.

"President, take this!"

Swords clashed, their blades striking each other and sparks flew. Xiao Miao twisted his wrist, using his superior strength to knock the longsword away.

Jiang Yuyan felt a sharp pain in her wrist as the cyan longsword flew out of her hand. She knew something was wrong and tried to dodge, but found that Xiao Miao had already blocked her escape route.

Jiang Yuyan revealed a pleased smile beneath her veil: "You've improved so quickly, you haven't disappointed me."

"Pfft!"

The long sword pierced through his chest, then twisted halfway around. Xiao Miao withdrew his sword and retreated, leaving no trace of blood on the blade.

We won!

What will the reward be? Or, to put it another way, what will the president's defeat CG be?

Xiao Miao was already starting to look forward to it!

The details of the reward automatically appeared in their minds. Xiao Miao let out a soft exclamation, and Jiang Yuyan's cheeks instantly flushed red.

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