Model Male Zerg of the Zerg Clan

Chapter 8

After applying the medicated oil, Lu Xi felt like his back no longer belonged to him. Honestly, listening to the agonizing moans of the student in the inner room, Lu Xi even felt embarrassed to make a sound, gritting his teeth to endure the pain.

As he left the medical room, he left a bill on the table.

Xia Baiyuan picked up the bill, pinching it between his index and middle fingers, and casually stuffed it back into Lu Xi’s front pocket, then patted his pocket, “No need for this.”

Lu Xi was surprised, “Huh?”

Xia Baiyuan withdrew his hand, “The medicated oil is free,” he pointed to a bottle of white spray in the distance, “That one costs money.”

Medicated oil was cheap and affordable, but it was inconvenient and painful to use, unlike the quick spray, which was painless and convenient.

Lu Xi stared at Xia Baiyuan, dumbfounded.

Xia Baiyuan, you’re a bad guy.

He looked at Xia Baiyuan deeply, though his face didn’t show it, the meaning of speechlessness was evident.

“Wait a moment.”

Xia Baiyuan’s gaze fell on Lu Xi’s bulging waist, which had been hidden under his coat. He looked somewhat incredulous, “You don’t… always carry a gun with you, do you?”

Lu Xi reached for his waist and indeed pulled out a gun.

It was the original owner’s gun, which seemed to have been obtained with great effort several years ago. Having a powerful weapon on a junk star like that place was very important.

He even saved Xia Baiyuan once back then.

Lu Xi remembered a line from a movie he had seen a long time ago that he really liked.

“When others say you’re hiding a dangerous weapon, you’d better actually have one.”

That movie was so famous that whenever someone said the previous line, someone would invariably follow with the next line. People often used this method to liven up the atmosphere. Lu Xi twirled the gun in his hand and waited quietly for Xia Baiyuan to say the next line.

“After all, truth only exists within the range. My good brother!”

The black-haired, red-eyed zerg raised his chin, his eyes containing a hint of humor. His tone was light, but the words he said were unusually heavy.

Xia Baiyuan’s eyes deepened.

—What experiences led him to say such words?

Had Lu Xi ever been bullied? Had he ever been wronged?

What else must happen for him to say such things with ease and laughter? He had just come of age.

After all… it was a junk star.

Lu Xi waited left and right, but Xia Baiyuan’s response didn’t come. Unable to help himself, he scratched his cheek.

Wasn’t the atmosphere a bit heavy?

Well, well, after all, you’re just a bad guy, a foolish ancient zerg, so I can’t expect much from you.

Ah, life as a futuristic zerg is indeed lonely.

He was about to say something else to change the subject, but he heard Xia Baiyuan sigh lightly.

“But you even forget to put on the safety.”

Lu Xi: …

Guns in the future don’t have safeties!!! We don’t use that thing!!!!

But could he say that? No, he couldn’t!!

Foolish ancient zerg!!! Even if you’re Xia Baiyuan!!!

He gave Xia Baiyuan a sideways glance, about to put the gun back, but Xia Baiyuan stopped him, “Wait, let me try it on you…”

Lu Xi watched curiously as Xia Baiyuan turned around and rummaged through various drawers.

“I was just thinking, you’re really familiar with this place,” Lu Xi said awkwardly, “How do you know everything?”

“Yeah,” Xia Baiyuan replied absentmindedly, “I used to volunteer here.”

He gestured with his eyes towards the inner room and whispered, “This doctor used to be an executioner. He could cut off chunks of flesh from criminals without error. He would only stop after executing them completely, even if their internal organs were exposed — I learned a lot from him.”

Lu Xi’s face immediately stiffened.

Is this kind of punishment without zerg rights still prevalent in this era? And why would you want to learn from it???

“You’re listening to his nonsense,” the bloody doctor said irritably, opening the door. There was a hint of weariness on his face. He plopped down on a chair and casually grabbed a bottle of glucose from under the table, unscrewing the cap and taking a sip. He chuckled, “He does come often, but he’s always half-dead. Is it embarrassing to be beaten up, Xia Baiyuan? You’re not even willing to say it directly.”

Lu Xi blinked rapidly.

Xia Baiyuan glanced at him indifferently, “I surrounded them alone.”

The doctor showed a gentle smile, “Then you really are broad-minded.”

Xia Baiyuan didn’t waste time with him, “Lao Yu, where are the empty bottles?”

“What do you need those for?” the doctor called Lao Yu kicked a corner with his foot, “There, over there. What do you want them for?”

“You’ll see,” Xia Baiyuan said.

Xia Baiyuan instructed Lu Xi to hold the gun in a shooting position. Lu Xi imitated what he had seen in movies before and raised the gun properly, aiming it at the wall. He asked, “Is this okay?”

The next moment, Xia Baiyuan stood behind Lu Xi, who smelled a faint orange scent from him, involuntarily moving his neck.

“Don’t move,” Xia Baiyuan’s voice was soft, almost whispered into his ear.

Xia Baiyuan reached out, grasping Lu Xi’s hand, as if a teacher guiding a child to write. The gesture resembled an embrace.

The warmth of his palm was felt on the back of Lu Xi’s hand, loosely enveloping his fingers. Lu Xi’s hand was slightly longer than Xia Baiyuan’s, but Xia Baiyuan’s hand was well-shaped, reminiscent of a musician, painter, or some other quiet and elegant profession.

But those professions wouldn’t have the calluses in Xia Baiyuan’s palm.

One by one, Xia Baiyuan adjusted Lu Xi’s fingers to their proper positions and asked, “Is this grip steadier?”

After a while, he finally heard Lu Xi’s awkward response.

“Um.”

I’ve never been this close to any other female besides my female father!!!

Xia Baiyuan, without doubting him, let go of his hand, saying, “Keep this position and don’t move. I’ll put something on top later, don’t let them fall.”

Lu Xi: “…Okay.”

Shortly after, he heard a crisp sound, as if glass was colliding, and Xia Baiyuan sat beside Lu Xi with a handful of small transparent bottles.

Lao Yu looked at them leisurely, “Do you think he has this talent?”

Xia Baiyuan grunted, “I saw him hold his hand steadily before. If he has poor physical fitness, he can only compensate from other areas.”

Lao Yu chuckled.

Lu Xi felt a pang in his heart. The original host’s physical fitness report was judged as “B-level female zerg,” but he had to admit that he was indeed at that level.

Perhaps it was sufficient under normal circumstances, but in a military academy where A-level females were everywhere, it seemed… inadequate.

The glass bottles were about the thickness of a pinky finger, as tall as a fingernail, and were once used to store water purification tablets. They were very light.

Xia Baiyuan took out a bottle and gently placed it on the gun barrel.

There was only a small flat surface there, and the bottom of the bottle was not completely flat. Coupled with the weight of the gun, which was close to a thousand grams, it was extremely difficult to keep it stable when held up.

The first bottle was stabilized.

Xia Baiyuan immediately took out the second bottle and pressed it onto the mouth of the first bottle.

This time, when he let go, the bottle trembled slightly, frightening Lu Xi, whose eyes widened slightly.

Before he could relax, the third one was added.

Lao Yu watched from the side, looking pleased, “Come on, freshman!”

Lu Xi wanted to tell him to shut up, but he couldn’t even breathe right now.

The third one was also stable.

Xia Baiyuan showed a slight smile, “Not bad.”

His movements were not slow at all. The fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth were quickly added.

By now, all the bottles stacked together were almost as tall as a palm, thin pillars that looked very dangerous, as if they could collapse at any moment.

But it wasn’t over yet. Xia Baiyuan took out another bottle.

Lao Yu, who was sitting casually, involuntarily sat up straight, focusing on the bottle in Xia Baiyuan’s hand.

Like two satellites docking, the mouths of the two bottles slowly approached, touched, and the pillar emitted a slight tremor.

This time, Xia Baiyuan’s hand remained steady for a while before letting go.

The tenth one also stood firm.

Lao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, “You scared me to death—”

Xia Baiyuan gave him a cold look, and Lao Yu gestured “zipping his mouth” with his hand.

The eleventh one.

The twelfth one.

The thirteenth one.

…

The seventeenth one.

The eighteenth one.

Each bottle was placed with more caution than the previous ones.

Lao Yu’s eyes widened more and more. When Xia Baiyuan picked up the nineteenth bottle, they were as wide as bronze bells. He muttered, “No way? Still going?”

At this moment, Lu Xi couldn’t hear anything. All his focus was on this slender pillar.

Sunlight filtered through the window lattice, gently shining on the glass, refracting colorful light.

He could feel the weight distribution transmitted from the pillar, and the seemingly fragile pillar was actually very sturdy.

“Should we continue?” Xia Baiyuan asked, but Lu Xi didn’t answer.

But this was the best answer.

Xia Baiyuan placed another bottle on top, the twenty-third one, and the pillar was almost the length from elbow to fingertips.

Lao Yu opened his mouth, “Haha, is this fake?”

A wild method like this, without any systematic training, being able to support twenty-three bottles on the first try—Who would believe that the hand could be steady to this extent!

If Lao Yu knew that Lu Xi had never held a gun before crossing over, he would probably be jaw-droppingly amazed.

But twenty-three wasn’t the limit.

The twenty-fourth one stood for three minutes.

The twenty-fifth one took five minutes.

The twenty-sixth one took seven minutes.

Up to this point, Lu Xi had been holding up the nearly thousand-gram gun for close to half an hour.

This training required the activation of muscles throughout the body, and half an hour was already the physical limit for a B-level female.

After the twenty-seventh bottle was placed, Lu Xi’s lips tightened, and his wrist trembled slightly.

With just this slight movement, the entire glass bottle stack slowly swayed, then collapsed—

Falling to the ground, it shattered into sparkling shards under the sunlight.

Lu Xi widened his eyes, these fragments were like countless bubbles under the sunlight, iridescent.

“Twenty-seven,” Xia Baiyuan said, “Not bad, there are very few in the military academy who can achieve this.”

If it weren’t for reaching the physical limit, he could probably do more.

Lao Yu, with his mouth agape, leaned back in his chair, “You’re quite the talker.”

What do you mean very few?

There were basically none, okay?!

He remembered that female named Di Yan, whose highest record was nineteen.

—But Di Yan was better at close combat and not so good at this.

Lu Xi closed his eyes, feeling a sense of exhilaration.

He had never experienced such a feeling before.

Every time he felt it might be his limit, but as soon as the bottle was placed, he knew he hadn’t reached it yet.

Climbing up time and time again, surpassing time and time again. Wanting to know what he could really achieve, wanting to touch a higher sky.

“How does it feel, pretty exhilarating, right?” Xia Baiyuan looked at his slightly sweating face and smiled, “I knew you’d like this.”

Lu Xi took a deep breath, opened his eyes, his red eyes filled with golden sunlight, as if there were wine flowing within.

He said, “Let’s try it again next time.”

His heart was still pounding, his face burning hot, excited beyond measure.

Until just now, he had no feelings about the military academy, and was even a bit fearful.

But now he felt coming here was really great.

Xia Baiyuan looked at him. Although the black-haired zerg had a gentle personality, he was rarely calm, almost never seen losing his composure.

Seeing him shining with excitement in his eyes seemed like the second time.

Hmm… the first time seems to be when they first met. Was something good happening then?

He could ask Lu Xi next time.

“Of course, of course!” Lao Yu looked at them with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, “But next time, don’t try it here—Please clean the floor after you’re done.”

Xia Baiyuan: “…”

Lu Xi: “…”

Lu Xi rubbed his nose and quietly went to the corner to pick up the broom.

Xia Baiyuan went to get the mop.

On the first day of school, the two of them were caught and made to clean up Lao Yu’s medical office.

That night, Lu Xi added the following entry to the original owner’s diary:

October 27th, Weather: Sunny, Very cold

Xia Baiyuan was acting strangely today, always looking at me with a strange expression in his eyes.

Especially when I asked him why he didn’t just fly up to clean the ceiling, he seemed hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t!!

What does he really want to say??