The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

"What do you think, Kanda-sensei?" As Shiina Mashiro's manga editor, Iida Ayano is clearly very qualified.

As someone from the same publishing house, she knew more than Jiang Jing. For example, she knew why Uemura Yuriko valued Jiang Jing's work so much: her online publishing department needed a bestselling hit.

Knowing that Dengeki Bunko had been making headlines recently, and that the star work that Uemura Yuriko was preparing to create with a lot of resources was written by the boy in front of her, she was thinking about how to fight for Shiina Mashiro.

“You’re right.” Jiang Jing thought for a moment, then turned to look at the quiet Shiina Mashiro beside him.

Shiina Mashiro tilted her head and looked at Jiang Jing, a rare glint of interest in her eyes. Jiang Jing couldn't help but say, "Shiina, do you want to give it a try?"

"Is it okay if I draw illustrations for Sorata's works?" Shiina Mashiro said calmly, without saying anything like "no" or "whether I can't draw them well."

For Shiina Mashiro, if the drawing isn't good, she can just redraw it and try to draw it better next time.

“Iida, this is not the time for jokes. You should know how important a good illustrator is to a work. I’ve never heard of this Shiina-san before. Do you think she’s up to the task?” Uemura Yuriko looked at Iida Ayano with some displeasure.

At the same time, fearing that Jiang Jing might make an impulsive decision due to personal feelings, she looked at him solemnly and said, "Kanda-sensei, a good work is not only about the content, but also about the perfectly matching illustrations."

"When I get back, I will ask the seven master illustrators who are currently available at the paperback to draw an illustration for this work, and then we will discuss which master will be specifically responsible for it."

"Uemura-senpai, if we're just talking about drawing skills, even master-level illustrators might not be able to compare to Shiina. You can ask Kanda-sensei about that."

Ayano Iida interrupted with a smile, very confidently: "Besides, there's no rush for the illustrations. It can be finalized within ten days. Why not let Shiina give it a try?"

"After all, she lives with Kanda-sensei, so it's very convenient for her to communicate if there are any problems, and she can draw works that better suit Kanda-sensei's wishes."

"Master-level strength?" Yuriko Uemura's gaze fell on Mashiro Shiina, sharp and scrutinizing, but Mashiro Shiina responded with an expressionless calm.

At this moment, Jiang Jing, who was also somewhat inclined towards Shiina Mashiro, thought for a moment and coughed lightly: "Editor Uemura, since we still have plenty of time, let Shiina give it a try."

Jiang Jing spoke up, and Yuriko Uemura hesitated for a moment before finally nodding: "Since Professor Kanda has spoken, I personally have no objection."

"However, public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. Shiina-kun, I expect you to produce a cover artwork based on the theme of your work in three days. If the quality is not up to par, I will have to replace you." Yuriko Uemura looked at Mashiro Shiina with a very assertive attitude.

“No problem.” Shiina Mashiro looked at her quietly, her bright eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

Chihiro Sengoku, standing to the side, wore a strange smile. Her keen intuition as a woman told her that the two were subtly competing with each other.

After Yuriko Uemura left with the contract, Ayano Iida gave Mashiro Shiina a encouraging look and left with a smile.

With no outsiders around, Misaki Kamiigusa rushed straight towards Jiang Jing, excitedly shouting, "Wow, junior, you're amazing! Your first work is published! Let's have a grand celebration party tonight!"

"To celebrate, I want to eat a giant multifloral honey cake!" Shiina Mashiro's eyes lit up.

Once, when Jiang Jing had a craving, he made a special delicacy from the Moon Elf race in another world. The taste was so good that Jiang Jing couldn't forget the Hundred Flower Snow Honey he had eaten years ago. Shiina Mashiro, who loves sweets, has been thinking about it ever since.

However, the process of making this thing is very complicated, and Jiang Jing was too lazy to make it again after making it once.

"Kanda, you've been hiding your true intentions well. Not bad. It seems I don't need to worry about Shiina now that I'm handing him over to you." Chihiro Sengoku looked at Jiang Jing with a meaningful gaze.

Ding Dong!

"Lord Ryunosuke said that Kanda, your novel is indeed well-written and much more interesting than those boring works. Hurry up and finish writing the second and third volumes, or I will send a virus to your computer tonight. Here comes your favorite Ryunosuke-sama's maid."

"By the way, Ryunosuke-sama backed up your work the day you submitted it, so there's no need to guess how he knew. Your maid, who loves Ryunosuke-sama the most, respectfully presents this."

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Chapter 22 The Power to Tear a Dragon Apart

"Wow, Kanda, you're quite something. You've been keeping a low profile. I was worried you wouldn't be able to handle the crushing blow from Shiina and Misaki's talent."

That evening, the hot pot was boiling on the dining table. After listening to Misaki's story, Mitaka Jin, who had just returned, looked with a smile at Jiang Jing, who was wiping Shiina Mashiro's face.

"What do you mean by 'hidden talent'? I was just lucky that my novel got published." Jiang Jing shook his head dismissively.

While drinking beer, Chihiro Sengoku suddenly asked, "Kanda, what are your plans for the future?"

"What, what plan?" Jiang Jing looked at her curiously.

Chihiro Sengoku finished her beer in one gulp, let out a burp, and said with slightly tipsy eyes, "Don't you have two volumes of manuscripts due next week? You also have to take care of Shiina and the illustrations, and you have to go to school. How can you manage?"

"Oh, that? Just do what you're supposed to do. You can finish that little bit of writing in a little time after school every day."

Jiang Jing's tone was relaxed, making it hard to tell whether he genuinely didn't care or was unaware of how difficult it was to write two volumes of a high-quality novel of about 200,000 words within a week.

Chihiro Sengoku nodded: "Okay, if you feel there are any difficulties, just say so. For example, ask Misaki to take some time to look after Shiina, or ask Jin Mitaka to take you on duty for a few days."

"Hey, teacher, have you forgotten about yourself?" Mitaka Jin reminded him.

"Don't worry, junior, I'll take good care of Mashiro." Misaki Kamiigusa stood up, patting her ample chest.

"Uh...it's not as serious as you all make it out to be, but thank you all for your kind intentions." Jiang Jing smiled.

It's impossible for me to write novels. I'll never use my brainpower to write any novels in my life. I just rely on copying from memory to get by and make ends meet.

With Jiang Jing's current typing speed, as long as the computer can handle 20,000 to 30,000 words per hour, he can easily finish two volumes of a novel of less than 200,000 words each day after coming home.

So he wasn't in a hurry at all. After everyone finished eating and taking a shower, Jiang Jing lay down on the bed and prepared to sleep and rest.

At noon, he used his true spiritual power again, which put a great burden on his still fragile soul. Although he seemed fine on the surface, he was mentally exhausted.

"Is this the effect of the universe's energy absorption ability? Although it is not as fast as the increase in strength when the sun is out during the day, it is still twice as efficient as before."

Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Jiang Jing could clearly feel countless faint rays from various celestial bodies passing through the vast universe and being absorbed by his body, turning into energy to support the endless evolution of his cells.

As his Kryptonian cells evolve and improve, his physical strength, titanium body sturdiness, power, heat ability, defensive stance, and energy absorption and conversion abilities also increase.

Silently sensing the terrifying power within his body that could tear apart a giant dragon with its roar, Jiang Jing estimated that his individual strength had increased by about fifty tons since noon, a terrifyingly rapid increase.

Although the increase in strength and physical constitution is not as rapid as the period when the blood boils after the bloodline transformation is completed, it does not increase by tens of tons in just one hour.

However, under sunlight, the Kryptonians' physical condition is constantly improving at a rapid pace, and this improvement is accelerating as their physique strengthens.

Especially now that he possesses the energy absorption ability of mutant shockwaves, he can absorb maximum stellar energy through buildings without having to stand in the sunlight all the time.

At the same time, he will absorb the countless cosmic rays that fill the sky and the weak magnetic field shock waves released by the stars themselves, and convert them into the energy needed by his body to accelerate the speed of his strength improvement.

At this moment, no one could know that within Jiang Jing's seemingly ordinary body lay nearly a hundred tons of terrifying power that surpassed human limits.

This statement alone may not be enough to measure what it represents, but if we calculate it in a different way, we will know how terrifying it is.

A car weighing 1.5 tons, traveling at 120 km/h (33 meters per second), will generate an impact force of 833333 Newtons, or about 80 tons, when it hits a wall. This force is nearly 53 times the size of the car.

So, when Jiang Jing, whose body is now harder than steel and possesses the strength of a hundred tons, strikes at a speed of over 300 degrees per second, how terrifying power can he unleash with a single punch?

The faster the speed, the stronger the kinetic energy and inertial impact force.

Even excluding the scorching heat and explosive shockwave from the extraordinary attributes, Jiang Jing's punch alone, in terms of physical attack, could unleash a terrifying power of tens of thousands of tons in an instant.

Tens of thousands of tons of terrifying power are concentrated in a fist. This is not the same as the impact of a 10,000-ton warship. This highly concentrated power has caused a qualitative change. The extreme power can destroy a skyscraper with a single punch.

And that was just a simple application of force.

Having traveled through countless other worlds, Jiang Jing knew many ways to utilize pure physical strength. The initial level was like condensing strength like steel, and refining strength like silk, which could unleash several times or even dozens of times the power of a single unit of strength.

Not to mention that he also knows several rule-level forbidden techniques that can unleash power a thousand or ten thousand times.

Just as Jiang Jing was about to fall asleep, the door suddenly opened, and Shiina Mashiro, wearing only pajamas with her top covering her buttocks and revealing her long, slender, white legs, walked straight in.

Kneeling on the bed, Shiina Mashiro looked down at the river view where she lay. "Sorata, look."

"Have you finished reading the novel?" Jiang Jing opened his eyes and took the manga manuscript from Shiina Mashiro's hand.

In the afternoon, after Yuriko Uemura left, Jiang Jing printed out the contents of the first volume of Toradora! and gave it to Mashiro Shiina so that she could read it and understand the characters so that it would be easier for her to draw.

I didn't expect Shiina Mashiro to finish an illustration so quickly.

Judging from the illustration, it should be Taiga Aisaka. The girl in the painting stands with her head turned to the side, one hand on her hip and the other hand holding a wooden sword behind her back. Her eyes, outlined with a few strokes, reveal a hint of unruliness.

The painting is truly worthy of Shiina Mashiro; the lifelike quality gives the illusion that the girl has come to life from the painting.

However, Jiang Jing frowned slightly.

"Is it not okay, Sorata?"

"The drawing is too beautiful, and the body proportions are a bit too tall, which doesn't match the Taiga Aisaka in the artwork. The eyes could be drawn bigger to make her look cuter."

Jiang Jing directly pointed out the problem: "Moreover, in the work, her personality is portrayed as arrogant, violent, and willful, but not as unruly as a tyrant."

"I've got it." Shiina Mashiro didn't say much, nodded to make a note of it, and then prepared to go back and revise it. Judging from her appearance, she was planning to stay up all night again tonight.

"Uh... wait, I'll go too."

Knowing full well that Shiina Mashiro was a persistent person who wouldn't rest until she had drawn a satisfactory draft, Jiang Jing shook his head and followed Shiina Mashiro upstairs to the second floor.

"Why did you make such a mess of the room again?"

As soon as I entered the room, I saw underwear and panties all over the floor. Many of them were transparent, pink, and purple, sexy panties that would instantly arouse any man. I don't know why Shiina Mashiro, who has a simple and quiet personality, would buy such things.

Uh, I forgot that these were all bought for her by other people.

Shiina Mashiro sat down at the computer desk and said, "Sorata forgot to prepare clothes for me, and he messed them up when he took a shower."

"The problem is, you can't just make a mess of your clothes even when you're looking for them yourself," Jiang Jing said, speechless.

"Don't change the drawing in your hand yet. Draw the other main characters according to your impression first, and I'll make changes after I see them."

After saying that, Jiang Jing sighed and bent down to start tidying up the room.

Shiina Mashiro didn't react at all to Jiang Jing's arms full of her underwear and other personal belongings. She simply nodded and said, "Okay," before burying herself in her drawing.

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I originally planned to release the two chapters separately to increase exposure, but I feel that releasing them separately doesn't provide a good reading experience. So today I'll try releasing them together to see if it has any impact.

Chapter 23 The Lonely Girl

In just one hour, Shiina Mashiro drew the other main characters from the first volume—Takasu Ryuji, Kushieda Minori, Kitamura Yusaku, and Takasu Yasuko—based on her understanding of them.

Due to the difference in eras, the characters drawn by Shiina Mashiro are more refined, beautiful, and handsome than the characters in Dragon and Tiger that Jiang Jing saw back then.

Jiang Jing didn't ask her to make any changes to this point. After all, Japan had already entered the era of smartphones, and the development of related anime and light-hearted industries and aesthetics had long since changed, so the character designs had to be in line with the times.

“Something is not right here. For example, the protagonist, Long’er, only has fierce eyes, not an evil appearance, and he is always troubled by this.”

"You can draw him to be a little more handsome and refined, with fierce eyes, but with a hint of helplessness in his gaze."

As Jiang Jing spoke, he asked Shiina Mashiro to get up. He sat down in a chair, picked up a pencil, took out a piece of original paper, and compared it with Shiina Mashiro's drawing, making modifications according to his impression while copying it.

"Sorata, you've drawn comics?" Shiina Mashiro suddenly asked.

Because Jiang Jing only took a few minutes to skillfully copy Shiina Mashiro's drawing of Takasu Ryuji, and apart from some adjustments to the appearance and eyes, it was almost identical.

However, after his revisions, the manuscript paper suddenly depicted a handsome young man with somewhat fierce-looking eyes. Even with a calm gaze, he gave off the impression that he was a bad guy, very fierce, and not to be messed with.

It perfectly matches the image of the protagonist in the Toradora! novel.

"I've never drawn comics before, but it seems pretty simple." Jiang Jing shook his head; he had indeed never drawn comics with a pencil before.