Superpowered Love Academy

Zuo Le loosened his grip, ignoring the bloodstains and abrasions on his hands, and slowly clenched his fist.

Lu Chaoxi, standing to the side, was also shocked by Zuo Le's terrifying efficiency and his almost oblivious resilience in the face of pain, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Willpower is the reason why destiny blossoms into fate."

Zuo Le turned to look at Lu Chaoxi. So, was that sentence her motto?

"Thank you for today."

Zuo Le bowed deeply, his gratitude a rare display of sincerity.

"The key to self-cultivation is to balance work and rest. The prerequisite for progress is to maintain good health. Let's go eat."

As Lu Chaoxi was talking, Zuo Le suddenly realized something was wrong; her favorability rating had actually dropped to -5.

Why did it go up again?

When did it go up?

"Do you want to have dinner with me?"

Chapter 28 The Essence of a Sigma Man

Zuo Le's question made Lu Chaoxi freeze for a moment. Was her invitation something that was not polite enough?

Why does Zuo Le have that expression?

Lu Chaoxi was a little puzzled, but she calmed herself down:

"Yes, I have something I want to tell you."

Zuo Le knew immediately that it was about Tu Qi. He didn't know Tu Qi at all. His previous evasive answers were understandable, but if Lu Chaoxi pressed for details...

He, who knows absolutely nothing about Tuqi, is bound to give himself away.

"No, I have other things to do." Zuo Le waved his hand and refused.

This clear stance surprised Lu Chaoxi.

You were rejected?

Aside from tasks assigned by the Martial Arts Academy or other serious matters, she had never invited a boy before. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to invite him out, but she never expected to be rejected so ruthlessly and directly.

Lu Chaoxi remained silent for a long time.

He took out his Shanghai health supplement from his pocket, pulled one out and put it in his mouth, then handed one to Zuo Le.

Zuo Le took the cigarette with some confusion, and the lighter was already being handed to him from the other side.

The tobacco in his mouth was lit first, and Lu Chaoxi turned around to light his own.

Hiss~ Huff...

The martial arts academy's elite member exhaled a smoke ring:

"Okay, we'll talk about it next time."

"Yes, thank you for today."

Zuo Le thanked him, picked up his backpack, turned and left without even glancing at him.

Essentially a Sigma man.

Lu Chaoxi kept watching his back until Zuo Le's figure disappeared on the path outside the courtyard wall.

She awkwardly put down her cigarette, clenched her fist, and stubbed out the half-finished cigarette.

Thinking back to the moment she was rejected, Lu Chaoxi lowered her head:

"How embarrassing."

……

Zuo Le still went to the cafeteria to buy some food, but when he returned to the dormitory, he did not see Tu Mi.

"Where did you run off to again?"

He glanced at the bathroom, confirmed that no one was in the room, and lost interest in searching.

He opened the lunchbox and took out the three extra steaks inside, intending to use them as materials for synthesizing the [False Creator].

Zuo Le had considered going directly to the pharmacy department to buy some more expensive items.

For example, herbs, extraordinary potions, and the like.

But in the end, he gave up and chose the most expensive ordinary food in the cafeteria: steak.

There are several reasons...

Firstly, whether it's herbs or medicines, the prices are outrageous, often costing thousands or tens of thousands.

Secondly, he does not yet understand the mechanism of the false creator's ability.

For example, how significant is the specific impact of synthetic materials?

Is there a chance of failure?

These are all things that need to be considered.

Although he now has 10,000 yuan given to him by Lu Chaoxi, he still needs to save money to buy equipment and combat potions.

If he had nothing, Zuo Le could gamble, but now that he has some assets, he has the qualifications to gradually establish himself.

Steak it is...

Zuo Le tidied up an empty bag and arranged the three steaks in a three-stripe pattern.

After looking at it, I felt something was wrong, so I rearranged it into a triangle.

He can be a little rough around the edges in other things, that's fine.

But creating things out of thin air won't do; it has to be done with a sense of ritual.

Many scientific research laboratories practice burning incense and praying to Buddha before conducting major experiments, and some even invite a lion dance troupe to change the feng shui.

This is not superstition, but metaphysics that has not yet been rationally explained.

We must respect it.

After carefully arranging the steak, Zuo Le even ran to take a quick shower and change clothes.

Only then did he separate his hands and cover the steak.

As before, take a deep breath and adjust your state of mind.

next second.

Purple void power began to emanate from Zuo Le's body, gradually becoming more intense and eventually transforming into purple demonic flames.

It guided the demonic flames toward the steaks beneath its hands.

Zuo Le witnessed a similar void erosion as before; the steak disintegrated under the invasion of void power, but quickly transformed into new matter.

Zuo Le calculated the time very clearly this time, a total of 34 seconds.

It should be a little longer than last time.

As the void recedes, a familiar sense of weariness follows.

While battling this fatigue, Zuo Le also smoothed out the fluctuations of the void energy within his body.

"It feels different from last time; a part of my own power is involved now."

Zuo Le opened her hands with a hint of anticipation.

A piece of food that looked far more bizarre than the 'Exiled Dumplings' appeared in the middle of the bag: a purple 'meatball'.

"Can't you have anything normal...?"

Zuo Le picked up the meatball and smelled it, almost vomiting.

This time it had a distinct gamey smell, like a local specialty or a secret recipe from a certain region.

[Vicious Meatball: Increases Strength experience by 150 points, Constitution experience by 150 points, and causes internal heat.]

[Description: Made from steak, steak, and steak, infused with the power of the void, it retains the essence and flavor of beef, yet also stirs a restless spirit—a masterpiece of a false creator.]

The result of the artificial creation made Zuo Le frown slightly. It wasn't that it was bad, but rather that it didn't completely meet his expectations.

Based on Zuo Le's current methods, strength yields the greatest benefit, followed by agility, and then physique.

However, the [Vicious Meatball] does not increase agility experience, and it comes with the [Heat] attribute.

The only advantage is that it gives a lot of attribute experience.

"It doesn't matter."

Zuo Le swallowed the vicious meatball in two bites, biting and chewing it down.

As soon as the meatball went down my throat, a familiar warm sensation spread through my stomach.

The sensation of every bone, blood vessel, and muscle being burned resurfaced.

Zuo Le's body trembled uncontrollably.

It wasn't just pain, but also excitement.

Feeling the tiny wounds he had sustained during his afternoon cultivation being healed by the energy of the void, Zuo Le found it hard not to be excited.

"This meat is strong!"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately checked his current attributes.

【Zuo Le】

Power: 1.150

Agility: 0.923

Physical condition: 1.064

Spiritual Power: 6.716 (Conversion)

Although I haven't practiced the Demonic Breathing technique yet today, the power from consuming the Vicious Meatball has already reached 1.15.

This rate of improvement is too fast.

Indeed, when it comes to the body, it's 30% exercise and 70% diet.

Zuo Le nodded in satisfaction, then subconsciously looked at the bed, suddenly realizing that Tu Mi was not there.

He didn't think he was worried about the stray dog, but he still got up, opened the door, and looked down at the dormitory building.

It's raining heavily outside.

This wasn't the first time Zuo Le had encountered Tu Mi's disappearance, but...

"Could it be that we've run into a Lightbearer?"

Zuo Le knew very well that there was no close relationship between Tu Mi and herself.

It's just that the young lady happened to run away from home and ended up like this.

She just happened to save herself.

She could go back anytime and become a young lady from the He Guang Church again, while she was still struggling with whether she could get past the Black Snake Gang on Friday night.

The two individuals were inherently different.

If you're not in the same circle, there's no need to force it.

Zuo Le opened the lunchbox she had brought back, thinking she should eat as much as possible. There was no refrigerator in the dormitory, and it would probably spoil if left overnight. Wasting food would be shameful.

I took out my chopsticks, just as I was about to start eating...

Knock knock knock! ~

A crisp and gentle knock came from the door.

Zuo Le instinctively wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but immediately sensed something was wrong.

Would someone with Tu Mi's wild dog-like nature actually knock on the door obediently?

Zuo Le touched the dagger and pistol on his body before walking to the door.

But as soon as he opened the door, the tense atmosphere vanished.