Superpowered Love Academy

"Give it a try."

"Disassemble the gun?"

"Whatever you want, do it your way first." Zuo Le didn't insist.

Tu Mi took the gun and, imitating Zuo Le's actions, tried to assemble and disassemble it.

Although her movements were very clumsy, she was very focused.

Often it feels more like struggling against thin air.

To Zuo Le's surprise, she didn't fail to disassemble or reassemble the parts, nor did she lose any.

After several attempts to load the pistol, which took more than 10 minutes, I finally got it chambered, released the safety, and raised it.

Tu Mi longed to shoot as swiftly and elegantly as Zuo Le.

But it was the first time she pulled the trigger.

It didn't even click!

Part of the reason was that her body was still sore, but more so because she was simply too weak.

Even though Tu Mi doesn't have a strong sense of self-esteem and often describes herself as "not very capable," she couldn't help but awkwardly find an excuse at this moment:

"My hands were sweaty just now."

"Yeah, it's nothing."

Zuo Le pretended not to see the stray dog's awkwardness; such awkwardness and mistakes are inevitable in the process of growing up.

Offer more encouragement and less criticism.

Tu Mi rubbed her sweaty hands and then wiped them on her windbreaker.

This action caught Zuo Leduo's attention, because the windbreaker belonged to him.

"They don't cherish it at all!"

The second time she raised the gun, Tu Mi used both hands.

boom!

She finally managed to pull the trigger and fire, but her expression was exaggerated. Because of the gunshot, she subconsciously pursed her lips and closed her eyes, not knowing where the bullet went.

At first, the stray dog ​​was quite enthusiastic, but after firing a shot, she realized just how incompetent she really was.

Tu Mi lowered her gun, her expression turning somewhat somber:

Am I really bad at this game?

"If you have this awareness, there is still hope."

At a time like this, Zuo Le would definitely not offer awkward praise.

Tu Mi's chest heaved slightly, but she didn't refute it:

How do I practice?

"repeat."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple. All sharpshooters are made by being fed bullets, all spiritual masters need to meditate day after day, and all martial artists train their bodies day after day."

Cultivation, in essence, is repetition and perseverance.

Zuo Le wasn't quite sure how others cultivated, but that was how he did it.

The daily practice is simply repeating the same thing every day.

Aside from the initial creation and development phases of the cultivation method, the subsequent training involves constant repetition.

Dull, even boring.

People like Zuo Le, who can clearly see their own stats improving, are in a good position.

For others, the changes in their own bodies are not obvious, so every day of cultivation requires perseverance and willpower.

Upon hearing this, Tu Mi took a shallow breath and nodded slowly.

"understood."

She raised her gun again, ready to continue.

However, Zuo Le interrupted her at this moment.

"and many more."

"how?"

"Starting tomorrow, you can strengthen your body with dark energy in the morning, exercise, rehabilitate, or read during your rest time, and then practice shooting during your recovery period."

In the afternoon, a second round of intensive dark training, followed by a second round of rehabilitation before bedtime, would make for a more reasonable training plan.

Melee combat skills, we'll talk about that later.

Listening to Zuo Le arrange her daily training schedule, Tu Mi immediately sensed something was wrong and frowned slightly:

"What do you mean?"

Zuo Le never intended to hide anything, and his outings weren't exactly a secret.

"According to the academy's new rules, I have to go on a field mission tomorrow, so you'll probably have to cultivate on your own for the next few days."

"What new academy rules? It must be something He Guangsheng did again."

Tu Mi turned her head away, looking rather unhappy.

She preferred cultivating with Zuo Le to cultivating alone.

Even though Zuo Le would often call her bad, tease her, and take advantage of her without her noticing, all of this was within her acceptable range.

However, Tu Mi did not say anything inappropriate.

For example, saying things like "You are not allowed to go".

Zuo Le could naturally tell that she was in low spirits, so he stepped forward and patted Tu Mi's head:

"You practice here for a while, I'll go and prepare for tomorrow."

"understood."

While Liu Tumi practiced shooting at the shooting range, Zuo Le returned to his own store to replenish his ammunition and other supplies for his trip.

They even bought some insect repellent and treatment medication on the side.

He didn't know the specifics of the research and study work, but it was always good to do more preparation.

When he returned, Tu Mi had already finished practicing her shooting.

The two returned to their dormitory together and continued their training, completing the training plan they had prepared beforehand.

That evening, Tu Mi spoke much less.

I don't know if she's struggling with the thought of parting ways tomorrow.

The next morning.

Zuo Le woke up in bed, but Tu Mi next to him clung to his arm and refused to let go.

"Hey, wake up."

"One minute." Tu Mi wrapped her arm around Zuo Le's chest.

Zuo Le knew that the stray dog ​​had developed a slight dependence on him.

Ambiguity certainly has an intoxicating quality.

These few days of separation are a good opportunity to give each other some space, allowing both of us to calm down and think about how to handle the future of our relationship.

He wanted to find Tu Qi, but he was also unwilling to give up on Tu Mi.

While trying to do both is indeed a terrible thing, if you give up one, wouldn't that also hurt the other?

In order to prevent them from being hurt, he had no choice but to bear the stigma of being a scumbag!

Ok……

Just as her thoughts reached this point, Tu Mi beside her had already released her arms:

"You get up yourself, I'm going to sleep in."

"Row."

Zuo Le didn't stop her from sleeping in today; making her get up now would only bring her worse mood.

After quickly washing up, Zuo Le changed into her worn-out jacket and stood at the door:

"I'm leaving?"

"Mmm." The hibiscus on the bed made a buzzing sound as a response.

Only after Zuo Le left and the door closed did she crawl out of bed and clutch the pajamas Zuo Le had left behind.

I took a deep breath.

……

At the entrance of the college.

Zuo Le arrived 5 minutes early as agreed.

However, he was the last one to arrive among this group. Wang Zhong, Tang Yuan, and even Teacher Xi Fei had all arrived, but he didn't know how long they had been waiting for him.

"Excuse me, am I late?"

Seeing Zuo Le's slightly apologetic expression, Tangyuan, who was packing her backpack, immediately stopped:

"No, we just arrived early, Senior Brother Zuo Le."

Wang Zhong, who was standing to the side looking sullen, also shook his head.

Zuo Le looked at the chubby figure in the middle and nodded in acknowledgment:

"Good morning, Teacher Xi Fei."

Xi Fei was in his early forties, with a plump figure and hair that looked like it had been blown up by a bomb.

He wore a pair of round-framed glasses that had slipped down his nose, and a slightly small, ill-fitting coat.

Hearing Zuo Le greet him, he put down the pie in his hand:

"Oh! You must be Zuo Le. Shen He praises you every day, I'm tired of hearing it."

"The teacher is too kind."

Zuo Le smiled and nodded, noticing the many tiny burn marks on Xi Fei's knuckles.

There were also some strange stains, somewhat resembling the marks left by a woman's manicure in his previous life, but he knew that the person in front of him would never have gotten a manicure.

These are likely traces left from dealing with dangerous organisms or materials.

"Are you observing me?" Xi Fei suddenly asked.

"Careful observation is a quality that students should have," Zuo Le admitted.

"Hehe, you're right. Let's go, let's take the bus first."

"Yes."

Because the abandoned city is located in the northern suburbs of Shanghai, and the group did not have a car, they could only take a bus to the northern border area.

On the bus, Tangyuan would often initiate conversations with Zuo Le.

However, Zuo Le mostly declined.

But the determined girl didn't care at all; she was much more persistent than when she was rejected the first time.

It feels like I've come to terms with it.

It's just a matter of looking at it from the opposite perspective.

Once people have come to terms with it, they stop liking it.

She's come to terms with it not because she dislikes you, but because even if you don't like me, it doesn't affect my liking for you...

So Zuo Le felt very numb!