Superpowered Love Academy

"Thank you for your trouble. I'll pay you back when I get my salary."

"Need not."

"why?"

"I got caught stealing something just now."

Zuo Le's fingers stiffened:

"Then how did you get back? And what's with all this food?"

"I left your student ID at the convenience store and bought it on credit."

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

I thought the food was a symbol of the lost girl's struggles, but I never expected it to be a feast offered to me by a despicable thief.

"No, Tu Mi, are you kidding me?"

"No mistake, we still need to eat."

"That doesn't mean you have to steal, and get caught. Isn't there any other way?"

Tu Mi shrugs:

"There's no other way. If there were a way, we wouldn't be at a loss."

good good!

"If there were a way, there wouldn't be no way," Zuo Le's tone was starting to crack at this point.

"Heh, why aren't you eating?"

"I'm not hungry," Tu Mi shook her head.

She clearly said she was very hungry before, but now she says she's not hungry. What could be the reason?

They must be full!

Surely it couldn't be that a lost girl awakened a talent for kindness, refusing to eat, and brought the food back to her companions, right?

She's not that kind of person.

"Did you eat your fill downstairs?"

"Mm." Tu Mi nodded, not denying it.

"Fine, let's leave it at that."

Zuo Le felt powerless and lost the will to pursue the matter.

However, he suddenly stopped after taking a bite of the bread, and his gaze lingered on the bread for a long time.

It is certainly gratifying to have gained a talent again, but like Voidwalking, talents need to be tested before their specific effects can be determined.

The talent of 【False Creation】...

Zuo Le flipped the bread in her hand, then looked at the three unopened breads on the bed, and finally looked at Tu Mi.

The girl looked up and met his gaze:

"how?"

"go out."

Tu Mi's eyes flickered. Although this wasn't the first time Zuo Le had chased her away, her expression this time was far less composed than before, and she even seemed to panic for a moment.

"Oh."

However, she still showed no intention of resisting and walked directly towards the door.

The girl walked all the way to the door when Zuo Le suddenly added from behind:

"Come in again in 10 minutes."

Tu Mi, who had been expressionless the whole time, suddenly raised an eyebrow and fell into deep thought for a full twenty seconds.

Finally, she turned back and glanced at Zuo Le with a complicated expression:

"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this right now, because my favorability with you isn't high enough."

???

Zuo Le felt that she had misunderstood, but Tu Mi had already walked out, and there was no chance to explain.

But she just mentioned favorability...

Zuo Le thought it probably meant to tease.

He didn't dwell on the issue too much and opened the other two loaves of bread on the bed.

The reason he didn't dismantle everything was because it wasn't necessary. He had a clear sense of his talent, and there were only three basic items required for [False Creation].

Place the three loaves of bread in a triangle on the bed.

Zuo Le spread her hands apart, enveloping it.

He first took a deep breath to adjust his state, and the next moment, purple energy surged from his pupils and nostrils, and the flowing spiritual power surged out.

The spiritual energy mixed with the void, transforming into a brilliant purple demonic flame that gradually seeped into the bread in his hands.

The Void Flame erodes, gathers, and reconstructs.

This process lasted for about 30 seconds before the raging demonic flames gradually subsided, the fluctuations calmed down, and things returned to normal.

After using this talent, Zuo Le felt a strong sense of fatigue.

It was somewhat similar to the void burden after using void walking, but much stronger, and his spiritual power was completely depleted.

"I don't know how long the cooldown is for this talent, but I hope it will have a good result."

He opened his hands; the three loaves of bread he had been carrying were gone.

A slightly odd-looking purple dough ball, somewhat resembling an under-fermented dough, appeared in the center of his hands.

"Is this stuff spoiled? It looks awful and..." Zuo Le couldn't help but complain in his mind.

What's even more outrageous is that his favorability rating with Tu Mi and the others is the same as his own attributes.

He could actually see the information about this thing.

[Exiled Dough: Increases Strength experience by 100 points, Constitution experience by 100 points, and Agility experience by 50 points]

[Description: Made from bread, bread, and more bread, infused with the power of the void, though slightly flawed in appearance and smell, it is still a magnificent creation of a false creator.]

"100...experience points?"

Zuo Le wasn't sure how much 100 points of strength experience would increase, but anything that directly boosted attributes could basically be described as heaven-defying.

Because whether in a border city like Shanghai, or traversing the Dark Zone and the Ash Zone to reach the more distant holy city of Nanjing.

People capable of crafting extraordinary potions are extremely rare; it is a difficult and specialized profession.

Even relatively simple healing solutions are strictly controlled by the Council of Lords of Cinder and are extremely expensive.

The origin of this item is difficult to explain, so Zuo Le has no intention of keeping it or selling it.

"Why don't you just give it a try?"

Chapter 12 I have no power to resist you.

He swallowed the exiled dough in one gulp, released his thumb, and a pungent smell, like leftovers that had been stale for five days, immediately filled his mouth.

But Zuo Le did not hesitate or waver at all.

He pinched his nose, chewed twice, and then swallowed the dough whole.

Then, a searing heat exploded from his stomach, like molten metal, and poured into every blood vessel.

A gloomy energy swept through his body, flowing into his torso and limbs, as if something was quietly solidifying in his joints.

His thighs began to twitch unnaturally, his muscles began to spasm, and a metallic grinding sound came from his bones.

"Uh……"

Sweat beaded on Zuo Le's forehead, but he remained silent, clenching his fists, absorbing and feeling the change. This process lasted for several minutes.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after he had fully digested the power from the dough.

"This thing is so domineering."

Zuo Le subconsciously touched her side abdomen. Although it was not yet healed, there were already signs of scabbing.

He immediately looked at his attribute panel.

【Zuo Le】

Power: 0.972

Agility: 0.894 (when injured)

Constitution: 0.835 (injured)

Spiritual power: 6.569

Although he was mentally prepared, Zuo Le still couldn't help but clench his fists in excitement.

The improvement in the numbers completely exceeded his expectations.

"A 100-point increase in strength experience is equivalent to 0.1?"

When he first transmigrated, he was unsure of his power limit.

I can only remember that when I was injured, I couldn't exert my full strength, and the value was 0.69, while now my strength has reached 0.97.

This indicates that in addition to the direct numerical improvement, the banished dumpling also healed his injuries to some extent.

Of course, it is also possible that the growth of three-dimensional qualities promoted the body's healing.

In short, this wave directly increased his strength by nearly 40%, and his other attributes also skyrocketed.

Leaving aside the possibility of soaring to new heights or upgrading to newer weapons, he is certainly not powerless now and has regained sufficient mobility.

This talent choice was absolutely correct.

Zuo Le calmed himself down a bit, not getting carried away by the power of this talent.

He was well aware that the Void talent came with limitations and cooldowns, and could not be used without restraint.

What we need to do now is to study the limitations of this incredible ability.

And how long is its cooldown time?

……

Outside the dormitory, Tu Mi leaned against the stone wall of the corridor with her arms wrapped around herself.

But her eyes remained fixed on the room's wall, her gaze empty yet focused, as if she could see right through it.

It wasn't until Zuo Le finished making the Exiled Dumplings that Tu Mi's empty eyes gradually returned to normal.

She first rubbed her chin, lost in thought:

Has he awakened a new ability?

Then, Tu Mi looked around the corridor on the fifth floor to make sure no one was there before taking out a dozen cookies from her pocket and taking out three of them.

But after thinking about it, I put one back.

Keep two pieces and place them in the palms of your left and right hands.

Tu Mi made an action almost exactly the same as Zuo Le's, bringing her hands together.

Her black pupils dilated instantly, gradually swallowing the whites of her eyes, plunging her entire beautiful eyes into darkness.

Similar to Zuo Le but completely different, black demonic flames rose from her body, and the same surging power echoed in Tu Mi's hands.

It lasted for two or three minutes before gradually subsiding.

When Tu Mi came to her senses, her face turned much paler, and her expression became even stranger, as if she had been tricked.

She opened her hand, and there lay quietly in her palm something that looked like a twisted, deformed object, hardly deserving the name "cookie."

Upon seeing what this thing looked like, Tu Mi hesitated.

"Is this really edible?"