Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

The white-haired girl hid behind the sofa, only half of her face showing, tears welling up in her eyes, hysterically shouting and cursing.

Bai Weiran stood two steps away from the sofa, holding a high school math problem bank he had bought on Taobao. His expression was indifferent, and his tone was cold, making him comparable to a villain who forced prostitutes into prostitution.

"I'll give you three seconds, are you coming out or not?"

"I want to go back to Shimo, you're a devil!!!" she shouted in protest.

Bai Weiran shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

"three--"

"Give me back my phone, I need to call Shimo." Yu Mengmeng's voice was trembling with tears.

"two--"

Bai Weiran lost his patience and strode towards the back of the sofa. The white-haired girl screamed and tried to escape, but she was slow and lacked stamina. Bai Weiran caught up with her in two steps, grabbed her by the collar, and no matter how much she struggled, Bai Weiran wouldn't let go. He dragged her to her feet and slammed her hard onto the chair.

The low table in front of the sofa was used as a makeshift desk, with a large stack of test papers and question banks spread out on it.

Bai Weiran had that dream, and when he woke up, he felt uneasy. Thinking about it carefully, he realized that Yu Mengmeng was already seventeen years old before he left that world.

For high school students, this is already a crucial stage of preparing for the college entrance examination.

But during this time she was kidnapped and taken back by Shimo—and then she spent all her time playing games.

Just because we can't send her back to her original world right now doesn't mean she can neglect her studies and spend her days playing video games.

Even if she is indeed good at games and is a prodigy, it's unlikely that she can succeed in the e-sports industry.

First of all, she plays more console games than online competitive games, and lacks teamwork. She often acts on instinct rather than cooperating with the group. He noticed this when they played Goose Game together. If it weren't for his good support, Yu Mengmeng's unexpected and reckless tactics would have resulted in her dying more than ten times.

Bai Weiran is an all-around expert who can play well in any position.

Yu Mengmeng is the kind of genius who is invincible in one-on-one combat, like Lu Bu from the Warring States period.

But football isn't played by one person, and team sports aren't played by one person either.

Secondly, even if someone wants to become an esports player, the industry is incredibly competitive right now. Training camps start training before the age of fifteen, and players enter their professional careers between fifteen and twenty-five. Yu Mengmeng is already seventeen. If she trains for another year or two, starts her professional career at nineteen, and retires at twenty-five, she will have nearly half the professional lifespan of other players.

Compared to this crucial period of preparing for the college entrance examination at the age of seventeen or eighteen, the price is too high.

Human talent can raise the upper limit of achievement, but hard work and continuous learning can raise the lower limit of ability.

Even now, becoming a game designer still requires a degree—at least that diploma can save you from having to explain to the interviewer that you're not stupid.

Bai Weiran ordered another set of notes and question banks online.

Buying the same batch of textbooks twice is a huge loss, but when he bought them last time, he never imagined that he would buy them twice for the same person.

I bought it and told Yu Mengmeng to study hard.

Yu Mengmeng's reluctance was written all over her face, but in order to stay, she reluctantly sat down at the table.

Bai Weiran was initially quite pleased, but upon seeing the results of her work, she fell silent.

Putting aside Chinese, history, and geography, since she comes from another world, the classical Chinese, history, and geography are all different, so it's normal that she can't do these tests. But in terms of mathematics and physics, they are universal values.

Yu Mengmeng wasn't very good at it; she couldn't answer about half of the math and science papers in her second year of high school.

Bai Weiran's educational DNA has been drastically altered.

I remember seeing her studying diligently under the lamp at night, but what exactly was she studying? Was it all for nothing?

Are you referring to those kids who look smart but end up failing miserably once they enter the exam hall?

Suppressing his shock, Bai Weiran investigated the reason and discovered that Yu Mengmeng's foundation was too poor.

In the original world, Yu Mengmeng attended a high school near her home. There was no need to take an exam; she could apply according to the school district. She often took leave in junior high school, and it got even worse in high school, where she stayed at home all day and didn't go to school.

He even suspected that some teachers might have sympathized with her and given her extra credit.

Bai Weiran rubbed his forehead.

With such terrible grades, how can she still be thinking about a jerk?

If I were your age and had such bad grades, I wouldn't even be able to sleep, let alone think about a crush!

He put away all the games during the day while he was at work, so that Yu Mengmeng could focus on her studies.

But he soon discovered that when he returned to check, the test paper was filled out perfectly, but when he was randomly checked to redo it, he couldn't answer two out of five questions.

It turns out that Yu Mengmeng used the phone that Bai Shimo had gotten for her to search for exam answers online.

What a little genius! After searching for the answers and filling them out, he spent the rest of his time playing ranked matches in the Rift with his phone.

With no more console games available, she switched to mobile games and became obsessed with the mobile game "Honor of Kings".

Bai Weiran discovered today that he had confiscated her phone, which could be said to have cut off the last lifeline of the internet-addicted girl. She then revealed her true colors and started wailing and howling.

"Bai Weiran, how could you say such cruel things with your 37-degree mouth!?" She wiped away her tears, sat on the stool, her little mouth still stubborn. She had been playing games every day lately and had learned all the memes in this world.

Bai Weiran sat on the sofa with his laptop, working while keeping an eye on her, calmly retorting.

"I'm also very curious. With your 37-degree hand, how could you not even be able to write a question of this level?"

"I used to have good grades, and you're the one bullying me!" Yu Mengmeng cried.

She has repeated many times that her grades are not bad. Although she spends a lot of time at home, she has never missed a midterm or final exam, and her grades have always been in the upper-middle range of the class.

Bai Weiran dismissed her argument as mere sophistry and did not accept it.

This is due to data asynchrony and communication breakdown between the two parties.

Yu Mengmeng was not lying, but Bai Weiran's hometown, China, was fiercely competitive. The memory of teachers giving pep talks before the college entrance examination, of thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, and of fighting with their backs to the wall, was etched into his DNA.

Even if Bai Weiran believed Yu Mengmeng's words, he would not choose to relax his control over her.

There's no other reason than this lingering poison inherent in anyone who has been subjected to the rigorous examination system of China.

"Bai Weiran is a devil, a great devil!" she cursed, wiping away tears with one hand while continuing to do calculations with the other.

They're calculating even faster these days.

Within a few days, Yu Mengmeng's boldness grew rapidly.

She was most afraid that Bai Weiran would send her back, but she soon discovered that Bai Weiran was a man of his word. He promised not to send her back, and even if she didn't do her homework properly and got caught playing games, he would be angry, but no matter how angry he was, he would not abandon her, and he would not make any threats such as "If you don't behave, I will send you back".

What's there to be afraid of in this situation? Let's open for business!

Be brave enough to make mistakes, and deal with them once you've been caught!

Bai Weiran saw that her eyes were red and swollen from crying, making her look even more like a rabbit, and felt both sorry for her and amused.

He slowly got up and took out the braised shrimp he had bought and brought back from the refrigerator.

As soon as the pot was heated, the aroma wafted out, and her eyes lit up immediately, and she stopped crying.

Shrimp and crab are one family. Yu Mengmeng likes crab the most, but shrimp is just as good.

The moment I smelled the aroma of shrimp, I couldn't help but twitch my nose and swallow.

Bai Weiran finished heating it up, carried the plate back, and sat down at the table.

Yu Mengmeng's eyes were fixed on him intently.

I watched as he picked up a shrimp and slowly and methodically peeled it. His shrimp-peeling movements were skillful and graceful. First, he twisted the shrimp to remove the head, then gently sucked on the shrimp brain. Then he began to peel the shrimp body, removing the legs. The shrimp shell came off completely, and with a clever pull at the tail end, he even took out the tail meat intact. It was truly a divine skill.

He peeled it while explaining some scientific facts.

"These are mantis shrimp."

"Also known as sand shrimp or mud shrimp, it is an animal of the genus Penaeus in the family Penaeidae that is produced in coastal areas. Because of its delicious taste, high meat yield, thin shell and plump body, and rich flavor, it is common and popular in our area."

The little girl nodded haphazardly, not listening at all. She just stared at the white shrimp meat and swallowed her saliva. Her little feet tapped restlessly on the ground, and her face and eyes said—eat it now!

After finishing his introduction, Bai Weiran calmly tossed the shrimp into his mouth.

Yu Mengmeng: ...! ! ?

"I'll give you a question now," Bai Weiran said calmly.

"I'm going to take this plate of shrimp into my room to peel them now."

"I will eat a shrimp every forty minutes, and the time interval will decrease. The next one will be twenty minutes, the next one ten minutes, and the next one five minutes. At this rate, you can calculate how long it will take me to eat thirty shrimp."

"Come knock on the door whenever you're done."

"How much you want to eat depends on how hard you work."

"The capable eat more; that's the principle."

He picked up the plate, turned around, and walked away heartlessly, closing and locking the door, leaving only the aroma of shrimp filling the room and Yu Mengmeng, who was suffering greatly inside.

She was stunned for two seconds before she realized what was happening, and then she burst into tears.

"Bai Weiran is a demon! A demon, a demon, a demon, a demon—!"

Xx

Bai Weiran was stunned by the scene before him as soon as he transmigrated.

A giant tree, as thick as five people could hug, stood solemnly and quietly under the night sky, undisturbed by any artificial light, with only moonlight and ancient trees, its drooping branches covered with cherry blossoms—when the wind blew, pink petals fluttered in the ethereal light.

Xia Yanle lay on the branches of the ancient tree, her right hand casually resting on her waist and abdomen, her left hand hanging naturally, her face slightly turned to the side, her eyes closed, her hair like flowing fire in the night, sometimes scattered, sometimes coiled on the branches, her black hair extending, blending her into the night.

It was as if she was being swallowed up, or perhaps she had just emerged from the darkness.

Bai Weiran stood still, without making a move.

"...What are you looking at?" she asked naturally without opening her eyes.

“I’m watching a real-life movie,” Bai Weiran answered honestly.

Everything seemed so unreal.

Indeed, art originates from life.

Xia Yanle chuckled and opened her eyes to look at him.

"Where is this?" Bai Weiran asked.

He set his location to be next to Xia Yanle, but to his surprise, Xia Yanle was not in the room when he arrived.

He glanced behind him and saw an antique wooden mansion; this was the mansion's backyard.

“This is my maternal grandmother’s house,” Xia Yanle said with a smile.

Bai Weiran remembered that Xia Yanle's introduction did indeed briefly mention this part.