I became the King of Ryukyu

The morning's animal pathology lab class has finally come to an end.

After sending the blood-stained white coat to be cleaned, Zheng Yi arranged to have dinner with Gong Cheng at a lakeside restaurant.

He ordered a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, and then, in a stall in the men's restroom—a place where there would absolutely be no cameras—he took out a donkey meat sandwich from his game inventory.

Playing baseball is tough for my son, so as a father, I need to help him improve his physical condition.

"Fermions obey the Pauli exclusion principle and have half-integer spin, while bosons do not obey the Pauli principle, have integer spin, and can condense in large numbers into the same quantum state."

Back in his seat, Zheng Yi began to idly count fermions and bosons in his mind.

"Mr. Genius, what kind of spell are you chanting now?"

Yuki sat down, her right hand wrapped in a bandage, and placed a glass of chilled lemonade on the beechwood dining table with her left hand. She then took out an exquisite bento box from her bag.

Her cooking was, as always, exquisite, fresh, and awful.

Zheng Yi glanced at her; her skin was so fair it was almost pale, with big eyes, dark eye sockets, and a thin face. She really looked like she was going to cosplay Teacher Chu!

"Hey? What brings you here today?" Zheng Yi asked.

He didn't even need to look around to guess that there must be many students whispering among themselves.

"You've joined the Marine Life Research Club?" Yuki asked seriously. "Do you know what that means?"

"Huh? Why do you all say that?" Zheng Yi rolled the ramen noodles around his chopsticks, somewhat curious. "I just participated in a work-study program. You know, I'm from a poor family, and working for capitalists is my destiny."

"Didn't you finish reading the contracts of the students from this department?" Yuki asked.

"It's so thick, who's going to read it all?" Zheng Yi pressed his fist against his upper lip, frowning. "Have I fallen into a capitalist's trap?"

Yuki sighed, "That's hard to say. This is all publicly available information about the Marine Biology Research Club. It's all in the club introduction on the school's website."

Emmm...

"To put it simply, I'll be obligated to participate in ocean and island expeditions in the future? Isn't that like paid tourism?"

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Zheng Yi put away his phone and spent nearly five minutes reading through the supplementary clauses—and that was with his ability to read three lines at a glance.

"It's not that simple. You should know something about the sons and daughters of chaebols, even if it's just from watching TV!" Yuki took a small sip of lemonade through the straw.

"Go to the African savanna to protect white rhinos, go to the Arctic ice cap to rescue polar bears, go to the South American rainforest to clear soybean fields, and go to Northwest China to protect the deserts that are on the verge of extinction, but don't care about the poor people suffering from hunger and cold just a few blocks away?"

"Bingo!" Yuki tossed her shoulder-length hair. "Now you know how dangerous you are!"

"Indeed." Zheng Yi thought for a moment, "We need to get her to pay more."

"Idiot!" Yuki covered her forehead speechlessly, feeling that she shouldn't bother with this bastard at all.

Let him be bitten to death by sharks, by blue-ringed octopuses, by Becher's sea snakes!

Then she stopped talking, lowered her head and chewed her bento box in large bites. It was a well-looking ginger duck, a small dish of cucumber, and snow-white rice.

However, even through the beechwood table, Zheng Yi could smell that the duck's fishy smell hadn't been masked by the ginger slices at all.

How can you even eat this!

Could it be that she's different from other girls? Zheng Yi couldn't help but wonder as he watched the girl's tongue flicker in and out.

Ten minutes later.

"Did I come at the wrong time?" Miyagi asked, holding his tray and observing the cold atmosphere between the two.

He knew that Zheng Yi was renting a room in the home of a girl he knew from his family, but he would get nervous every time he saw me, Ru Gu Youji, and his voice would unconsciously rise an octave.

"No, you've come at the perfect time! She called your father an idiot!" Zheng Yi said angrily.

"Miss Rugu is right! Ugh, I'm your father!" The rebellious son, Gongcheng, panicked like a greenhorn. "I...Miss Rugu, are you injured?"

"Hmm." Yugi nodded her head, measuring in centimeters, without intending to engage in further conversation, and continued eating on her own.

She mixed the ginger duck broth into her rice, used a small fork to separate the duck skin and bones, and ate slowly and deliberately.

If you ignore her heavy dark circles, she's definitely the kind of quiet, scheming, innocent girl you'd find in a youth romance movie, the kind who makes the male lead, second male lead, and third male lead feel protective and revolve around her in a melodramatic storyline that lasts for seventy or eighty episodes.

"I'm full, you guys chat." Yugi stood up after eating only one duck wing, exuding an aura of "keep away."

Could it be that she's going to induce vomiting?

Zheng Yi thought with no small amount of malice.

"Wait, wait a minute, it's me, Rugu-kun!" Miyagi swallowed nervously and made a loud noise.

"Hungry?" Zheng Yi kindly whispered a reminder, "Don't be fooled by Yuki's cooking skills; that duck died for nothing!"

"Zheng, you live with a beauty like that every day, eat her cooking, and you even care if the duck died for nothing? It's infuriating! You're so disgusting!"

Zheng Yi ignored him and took out a donkey meat sandwich: "Here, these are Dad's secret-recipe mini hamburgers, you're lucky to have them!"

"Godfather!" Gong Cheng was already starving, his stomach practically sticking to his back. He forgot all about torturing Lao Zheng, picked up a donkey meat sandwich, and without even looking at it, started gnawing on it. As he ate, he gave a thumbs up, "Delicious! Huh? Why did I say that?"

Grand Chancellor Dong Zhongying greatly admires your methods of winning over your adopted son.

[Your strength +1. Congratulations on your increased strength! You have obtained the achievement [Weak Scholar 1/5]]

As the game prompts, the upper pectoralis major, lower pectoralis major, trapezius, deltoid, biceps, gastrocnemius, iliopsoas, temporalis, masticatory muscles, orbicularis oris, and tongue muscles appear...

Zheng Yi felt as if every muscle was jumping, and a warm current flowed through his body, making him wish he could jump onto the beechwood table and perform a scene where his clothes burst open.

Is this the power of a frail scholar?

What kind of life did I live before?!

[Strength] is not one of the five attributes. It was not directly displayed on the panel before. Zheng Yi only knew that his strength was weak, but he really did not know that he was this weak!

Thanks to Grand Tutor Dong's appreciation, he gained 1 point of [Strength], barely reaching the level of [Weak Scholar].

Liu Bilie gave the "speed" stat for the morning run, but the achievement wasn't even completed. Doesn't that indicate that this is a weakness?

So, the score of 45 in "Strength" really comes entirely from factors like "Skill" that are driving up the overall score.

Zheng Yi estimated that the points in this game must be quite precious. Gongcheng is a filial son; he gained 1 point of [Strength] just by eating a secret-recipe mini hamburger, saving at least a hundred hours of strength training time in the gym.