Superpowered Love Academy

For someone like him who insists on turning money into fighting power, this is incredibly difficult.

It's not that the self-operated store doesn't have anything to sell, but rather that finished weapons are too expensive; anything even remotely worthwhile costs around seven or eight thousand.

Therefore, Zuo Le thought that if he could use the information perception of the [False Creator] to confirm the materials of the synthesized weapon, it would be more cost-effective.

The cost-effectiveness mindset is often not advisable, especially when resources are not scarce; it is more appropriate to spend money on security redundancy.

However, during the development stage, cost-effectiveness is absolutely important.

"What are you thinking about?" Noticing that Zuo Le was somewhat lost in thought, Tu Mi asked.

"I'm thinking about how to save money," Zuo Le said honestly.

"How much do you have? Take it out and I'll help you plan it out." Tu Mi's voice was still lazy.

Upon hearing her suggestion, Zuo Le subconsciously clutched the wallet in her arms.

"It's not necessary!"

He rarely showed such an expression, but he really had no way to deal with Tu Mi; this person was indeed stealing money.

"Useless."

Tu Mi walked forward, passing Zuo Le by about half a meter.

Without accelerating further, Zuo Le didn't fall behind.

Occasionally, people with umbrellas would walk towards them on the road. As the rain gradually intensified, and they had only gone halfway, it would make them look like idiots whether they continued walking or turned back.

"It's raining heavily."

"Ah."

Continuing to walk through the rain was really foolish, so the two stopped next to the Elemental Department's teaching building to take shelter from the rain for a while.

As the rain intensified, Tu Mi suddenly stretched out her palm, held it up for a while to catch the rain, then pulled her hand back and casually shook it off.

Unsurprisingly, all the rainwater splashed onto Zuo Le.

Zuo Le glanced at her:

"Deliberately picking a fight?"

Tu Mi turned her head away, pulled her bare feet out of her slippers, and then lifted them up and put them inside Zuo Le's clothes.

Zuo Le: ?

Tu Mi seemed to realize that Zuo Le was not convinced, so she simply pressed her back against the wall, then put her hands in her pockets, kicked Zuo Le's waist and levitated, stuffing both of her feet into the wall.

Tu Mi tilted her head, still not saying anything, but it seemed like she had said everything.

An elementalist student passing by with an umbrella couldn't help but point and whisper about the two of them.

"Look how fun young couples are these days!"

"You don't know anything. I bet they're going to pass on the Holy Light tonight."

Zuo Le opened her mouth to the two of them, but lost the desire to explain. She turned to look at Tu Mi, but her gaze froze.

Just now, Tu Mi deliberately turned her head away, and then her favorability rating quietly increased by 1 point, becoming [-3].

Zuo Le opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything harsh:

"Put your feet down."

"whispering sound."

Tu Mi finally put her feet down, not because of Zuo Le's warning, but because the rain suddenly subsided. The two of them quickly took advantage of the decreasing rain and ran towards the academy's self-operated store.

Because they were walking in a hurry and the ground was wet, Zuo Le inevitably grabbed Tu Mi's hand, which was unintentional.

As soon as they entered the self-operated store, Tu Mi was still patting the water off her body when Zuo Le, who was standing next to her, frowned.

Tangyuan was holding a thick book and was haggling with the shop assistant.

Zuo Le remembered that book; it was something the original owner had always longed for—a legitimate spiritual artifact, the "Book of Spirit Communication," priced at a whopping 2 yuan, an item the original owner couldn't afford even by selling his blood.

But the problem is...

【sweet dumpling】

【Favourability: 26】

No, what do you mean by your favorability rating secretly increasing?

Zuo Le was still rubbing his forehead in silence when he heard Tang Yuan explain to the shop assistant:

"It's not for my own use; I want to give it to a friend."

After saying this, Zuo Le opened his eyes and saw that Tang Yuan's favorability rating increased by 1.

Zuo Le: ? The friend she's talking about, could it be me?

Tu Mi noticed Zuo Le's unusual behavior, looked up and immediately saw Tang Yuan in the distance.

At the same time, she also saw how much Tangyuan liked her.

【-twenty four】

The rosebuds immediately raised their heads.

Chapter 57 If you really can't hold back, then hit me.

Tu Mi glanced sideways at Zuo Le's favorability rating beside her.

【-twenty four】

"As expected, some people are just annoying numbers." She muttered to herself, flicking her white hair.

Before Zuo Le could make any move, Tu Mi stepped forward and stood next to Tang Yuan.

She picked up something at random and pretended to examine it.

This obvious action caught Tangyuan's attention. She had a good memory and naturally remembered how Tumi had walked out of Zuo Le's room that morning.

It's safe to say that Tangyuan will never forget that encounter for the rest of her life.

So she recognized Tu Mi at a glance—her figure, her scent, her white hair that was covering her face.

"It's you?" Tangyuan gripped the Book of Spirits tightly, trying to remain rational.

Tu Mi habitually raised her head, took off her hood, removed her mask, and raised one eyebrow:

"Ok?"

When Tangyuan saw her face, her pupils trembled involuntarily.

Someone in her family is a Christian, and she often goes to the Holland Church with her mother to pray.

But the girl in front of me is...

Saintess?

Tangyuan subconsciously looked outside and sure enough, she found Zuo Le at the doorway.

"Senior brother, you and her? You two?"

Zuo Le didn't move at first, until Tu Mi stretched out her hand and waved it in the air, then he calmly shook hands with her.

Seeing the two fingers naturally intertwined, Tangyuan felt another pang of pain in her heart, and her affection for Zuo Le dropped to 20 again.

Zuo Le still didn't seem inclined to speak to him, only nodding at Tangyuan.

Extremely indifferent.

Having experienced the previous setback, Tangyuan has matured a lot emotionally.

She maintained her adult composure, took a deep breath, glanced at the book of spirit communication in her hand, gave a wry smile, and placed it on the shelf.

"Junior, don't you want it anymore?" the shop assistant asked.

Tangyuan lowered her head and shook it:

"It's meaningless now."

The girl's sadness was obvious, almost written on her face.

She paused as she brushed past Zuo Le, raised her hand, and seemed to want to say something.

But Zuo Le still didn't seem inclined to talk to him. Since he had no interest in her, he decided to reject her cleanly.

This is better for the girl.

Tangyuan lowered her hand and silently walked out.

Seeing her leave, Zuo Le inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Tu Mi also put down the thing she had just picked up:

Why not accept it?

"I don't like it." Zuo Le's answer was simple.

No one knew better than Tu Mi how poor Zuo Le was. She had even searched Zuo Le's underwear before, but still couldn't scrape together four thousand yuan.

So she felt quite sorry for Zuo Le; a psychic book that cost 20,000 yuan, tsk!

Tu Mi put her mask back on and glanced at Zuo Le with disdain:

No wonder she was sexually repressed.

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

He glared at Tu Mi, somewhat speechless:

"If you keep talking nonsense, you'll be the one to take care of things tonight."

"Damn, I knew you had designs on me!" Tu Mi pouted.

"gone."

Zuo Le pulled Tu Mi toward the materials area. The girl behind him glanced at his fingers but didn't pull away.

"whispering sound!"

Because many materials are versatile, materials for weapons, pharmaceuticals, and alchemy are not separated.

Zuo Le's search method was clumsy; he simply checked the prompts on the containers while simultaneously using his hands to inject void power to touch them.

[Frost Scale Bone Flakes - Level 2 Biomass: Naturally contains weak healing activity, but is extremely prone to rejection by spiritual energy.]

[Magnetic Crystal - Energy Crystal: Possesses a bidirectional attraction effect, cannot be actively released, and requires periodic infusion of energy.]

After putting down the magnetic crystal, Zuo Le looked at several other items, but still couldn't find anything suitable.

The girl next to him tugged at her mask:

What are you looking for?

"Weapon materials."

Although Tu Mi guessed that he was going to use his creation talent, she was not quite sure what he wanted to synthesize.

I just felt that Zuo Le was being a bit foolish by continuing to search like this, so I simply asked directly:

What are your needs?

"need?"

When this was mentioned, Zuo Le hesitated for a moment.

He had no experience in weapons manufacturing, had never taken a materials science course, and was not familiar with the properties of materials; he only thought that it should be suitable.

But if we're talking about weapons needs...

"Breaking through the defenses."

"To humans or beasts? Never mind, you don't seem like the type to contribute to humanity. Just wait and see." Tu Mi guessed Zuo Le's thoughts.

Zuo Le: ...

Old Man Meng said something similar.

The girl scanned the shelves, and soon her gaze settled on a pile of brown crystals on the right side of the shelf.

She picked up the crystal, weighed it in her hand, grabbed the cutting hammer next to her, smashed it, broke off a piece about the size of her index finger, and handed it to Zuo Le: