Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Instead, she went to whichever school offered her the most scholarship.

With her scholarship money, she left behind her life of dependence and settled into a quiet life in a rented apartment.

There was no more tabletop available, but steaming hot chicken soup, side dishes, and rice floated to Xia Yanle's front as if carried by an invisible tray.

"Have some hot soup first!" Bai Weiran advised.

"If you haven't eaten all day, it's best to give your stomach some time to recover."

Xia Yanle glanced at him, then directly picked up a pickled cowpea from the side dish and put it in her mouth to chew.

They ignored his advice.

Chapter Five: Do you eat fried dough sticks or not?

Seeing her like this, Bai Weiran just smiled and remained silent.

"How are you today?" he asked her.

"Did you research anything interesting this time?"

The pickled green beans were so sour that I felt nauseous after not eating anything all day and forcing them down my throat.

Xia Yanle covered her mouth and remained silent for a few seconds before finally choosing to drink the soup.

The chicken soup, skimmed clean, was light and refreshing, and she couldn't help but speed up her drinking.

Bai Weiran looked at her and felt a sense of wariness from a kitten, hissing and smacking its lips as if it were actually delicious. Sure enough, no matter what kind of person she was, even a yandere, when she was starving, she would soften her lips.

"...Would you understand if I said that?"

"What you say makes sense. I may not understand it, but how can I understand it if you don't say it out loud?"

Xia Yanle threw out seven or eight technical terms—Bai Weiran genuinely couldn't understand a single one.

Actually, he can understand it.

By using the items in the store, he could instantly become an expert in the field and boast to Xia Yanle.

But, alas—energy must be used sparingly, points must be used sparingly, he's just stingy.

If you don't have the ability to back down, what's the point of putting on a brave face and refuting her?

He's not going to fall into the consumerist trap of this app; let whoever wants to show off do so.

Faced with Xia Yanle's seemingly provocative gaze, he smiled slightly and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Don't rush, listen to me, don't rush, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"If you don't say it, I definitely won't understand. Even if you do say it, I might not be able to understand. But if you do say it, simplify the parts I don't understand and explain them in a simple and easy-to-understand way so that even a layman like me can understand, isn't that the job of an excellent expert like you? Pursue the most profound knowledge, but don't forget to educate laymen."

He spoke gently and calmly, asking for advice.

Xia Yanle didn't reply to him. She just lowered her head and drank the chicken soup until the discomfort in her stomach was dispelled by the warmth. Then she picked up some golden chicken pieces to eat with her rice, taking small bites.

Bai Weiran was used to her quietness.

He politely avoided staring at her and looked away.

The room looks like it has a lot of things, but there are very few daily necessities.

He later studied Xia Yanle's personal information in detail and took advantage of the free time to enter this world to confirm and understand more. After that, he gave up the idea of ​​letting her study.

The idea that a great scholar from another world would suddenly understand something and prostrate himself in awe after hearing a few words from a famous Confucian scholar borrowed by a transmigrator, and then willingly become a background character for the protagonist, praising him to the skies and showering him with praise—Bai Weiran always thought this was utterly ridiculous.

You can steal insightful quotes, but you can't steal true knowledge, cultivation, character, or life experience.

Ultimately, it needs to be applied to daily life.

Knowledge and action should be one.

He could indeed use knowledge and classics that do not exist in this world as Xia Yanle's courses.

However, Xia Yanle's thinking was deeper and her knowledge was broader than his. Compared to the knowledge he brought, it was like a stone sinking into the sea for a genius like her. Even if it was novel for a moment, it was only temporary. The humanistic thought and science and technology of this world were in no way inferior to those of the present world.

In this situation, we cannot launch a direct attack; we must proceed gradually and wage a long-term war.

Bai Weiran recalled a piece of history that he quite liked.

It is said that the Yellow River has always been a major problem since ancient times. During the time of the Yellow Emperor, the method of controlling the flood was to block it, but every year the dikes would break. When Yu the Great came along, he changed his method and dug small ditches around the Yellow River to dredge the water. As a result, the disasters caused by the Yellow River floods decreased year by year and gradually subsided.

"...Did you feed him properly?"

When asked the question unexpectedly, Bai Weiran nodded calmly.

"Yes, I'm not a devil, I won't mistreat him."

Xia Yanle asked Qin Yun, the scumbag who was also locked up.

“It’s okay if you mistreat him,” she replied quietly.

"If he dies, remember to tell me."

"I'll kill you first, then I'll kill myself."

Bai Weiran: ………………

"...No need. My life is important, and your lives are important too. Don't keep talking about killing me."

"How long do you plan to stay here?" Xia Yanle asked.

It's been over a week since he appeared, and the only thing this masked man does is come to see her every day at eight o'clock sharp, bring her dinner, and ask her if she wants to eat. Other than that, she goes to class and goes wherever she wants, and he never interferes.

Xia Yanle could also tell that this person had no intention of harming her.

"uncertain."

"If you can't take care of it for the rest of your life, then I advise you to give up!" Xia Yanle poked at the chicken in her bowl.

"Even if you leave, I will still go and take Qin Yun's life."

"You're just wasting your time here with me. You won't change my mind except prolong our lives."

Bai Weiran smiled knowingly.

"It must be so stuffy staying indoors all the time. If you're not afraid of heights, I'll take you out for a walk."

"...?"

Xx

Hikers camping near a cabin on the mountainside looked across at the opposite mountain with night vision binoculars, marveling at the view.

"When will we be able to conquer that mountain? That's the most difficult king among these mountains."

His companion was beside him, laughing as he took a sip of strong liquor to warm himself up.

"No problem, we'll do it next year..."

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!"

The man holding the binoculars was startled; the expensive night vision binoculars slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground. His companion shuddered and quickly bent down to pick them up, feeling extremely distressed.

"What are you doing? Don't you know how expensive this is? I secretly took this money from my anniversary gift money with my girlfriend. If she finds out, she'll kill me! You can't let me lose both myself and the binoculars!!"

"...Yes, there is someone..."

"what?"

There are people on that mountain.

"How could that be? The mountains are closed for the season."

"…Yes, yes, I saw it! They flew up!"

"You've been watching too many fantasy and historical dramas lately, haven't you? I told you not to watch those mindless shows, and now you've lost your mind too." His companion muttered as he put the binoculars in front of his eyes and looked in the direction they were pointing. All he could see in the view was snow-capped mountains.

He put down the binoculars. "No, you must be mistaken."

"Really? Or, could it be... aliens?"

"Then we'd better hide quickly, lest we be caught and used for human experiments. Let's go! Hurry up and go inside, I'm freezing. Let's light a fire to warm up first."

The companion pushed the person away.

There really were people on the summit of the snow-capped mountain.

Xia Yanle stood in the snow-white plain, the cold wind blowing in her face carrying countless tiny ice crystals that stung her face. It was freezing cold, and she was only wearing a thin indoor shirt.

Who would want to move to the top of a snow-capped mountain because they feel too stuffy in their room?

She was trembling all over, and finally couldn't help but blurt it out to Bai Weiran.

Are you out of your mind?!

Xx

I had something to do this morning and was a little late. I'll try my best to recover tomorrow.

Guomei brothers are so cute!ヘ(｀▽'*)

Chapter Six: Drinking Chicken Soup in the Snowy Mountains

"Don't worry, in times like this, you just need to dig a snow hole in a sheltered spot to hide inside, so you won't die of hypothermia." Bai Weiran took a snow shovel as tall as a person and shoveled down with perfect form.

Xia Yanle also held a snow shovel, looking disheveled in the snow.

Just moments ago she was shivering in an indoor shirt in the freezing cold, but now she's wearing a thick winter coat, hiking pants, a beanie, and earmuffs. The coat is so big it covers her up to her knees, but even so, her limbs, which were already numb from the cold, are still trembling under the coat.

"Since you were able to get all this mountaineering equipment, can't you... send us back?" she shouted amidst the increasingly heavy snow, her voice broken and half-absorbed by the swirling snowflakes and distant mountains.

"Sure, but don't you think it's fun in a blizzard? I advise you to get moving the shovel. If you stand still, you'll only get colder and make the snow cave work slower, which means you'll freeze for longer."

"........."

She was forced to help with the operation.

As the two crawled into the small snow cave, a kerosene stove was placed between them, providing light. A frozen soup was bubbling on it, taking quite a while to thaw. The rich aroma made Xia Yanle, who had been shoveling snow outside in the cold, involuntarily swallow.

"Be careful, it's hot." Bai Weiran ladled a bowl for her.

Xia Yanle carefully brought the bowl to her lips. Warm white steam rose up, melting the tiny snowflakes on her eyelashes. Ignoring the heat, she took a small sip.

"Whose chicken soup is this?"