Chapter 2: Absolute Great Beauty

  Zhang Yang did not faint like in countless novels, nor did he die to meet the King of Hell. On the contrary, his mind was completely clear, clearer than ever.

  Although it hurt, hurt so much that he felt he would be grateful to whoever smashed him to death with a brick right now.

  But he could only keep his eyes open, standing stiffly as if struck by acupuncture points.

  He could clearly feel his brain spinning rapidly, extremely fast and hot, like the Shenzhou-9 spacecraft reentering the atmosphere, with heat and speed accompanying each other.

  He could feel his neurons being torn apart one by one by some unknown force, rearranged and reorganized, like a computer program being patched, repaired, and updated.

  At this moment, everything around him seemed like a realistic movie. He could see things moving, air circulating, yet he couldn’t participate—like a frozen observer.

  Yang Fei walked over. She looked at the red Z4 outside, now in a pitifully ruined state, and screamed in Zhang Yang’s ear at a hundred and twenty decibels before stopping abruptly. Her fair hands clenched into fists, pressing tightly against her rosy lips, her clear beautiful eyes wide open, staring at the wrecked red BMW Z4 outside with a confused and resentful gaze.

  What she didn’t know was that her blue high heels, at least ten centimeters tall, were currently stepping on Zhang Yang’s foot.

  Fortunately, Zhang Yang was completely numb at the moment. This bit of pain was nothing to him, and the chaotic scene had made Yang Fei’s fiery figure twist. Her V-neck tight T-shirt looked a little loose due to the irregular movements.

  With his height of 1.81 meters, and Yang Fei slightly crouching, Zhang Yang inadvertently glanced and froze—because her open neckline was right in his line of sight.

  Inside the neckline, the blue strapless bra supported her full curves, almost completely exposed to his eyes. The trembling white twin peaks exaggeratedly pressed together, forming a deep, unfathomable cleavage.

  “Boom!” While enduring agony, Zhang Yang suddenly felt his head explode, a loud bang followed by a high-frequency vibration like a shockwave.

  The violent movement twisted all the organs in his head, making his face look a bit perverted, as if he were deliberately peeping at Yang Fei’s chest.

  “Snap!” Like a hunter breaking a dry branch in a silent forest, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that his already fragile nasal membrane had ruptured. A warm stream gushed out of his nostrils like a flood.

  Nosebleed?

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  Through the blur, Zhang Yang saw Yang Fei’s pretty face twisted in anger, though still beautiful and alluring. He could tell that her rage had clearly exceeded ninety points. If she were a dinosaur, she would have torn him apart without hesitation.

  Damn, she must think I was peeking at her chest and got a nosebleed! Zhang Yang instinctively wanted to explain, but suddenly, several syllables rang clearly in his mind. It was the same cute, metallic female voice, only now sounding more human: 【Nuwa System update complete. Officially running… Master identity: Zhang Yang, senior student of Chemical Engineering at Meining University, preparatory-level savior! Main quest success rate 0.005 PPM—negligible. Activating branch quest system. First quest: Phase One of the Primary Savior Program—obtain a Bachelor’s degree in Bioengineering. Current success rate: 34%.】

  A line of subtitles appeared clearly in his mind, accompanying the now smoother female voice.

  “Damn it, a monster!” Zhang Yang subconsciously shouted, then realized he could move again.

  “Monster?”

  At this moment, no words could describe Yang Fei’s fury. Had she not checked the almanac before leaving today?

  Early in the morning, before leaving home, her parents had scolded her again, urging her to find a boyfriend quickly; otherwise, the family would send over some overseas returnees or rich, handsome elites.

  Under such threats, she reluctantly agreed to her sister’s suggestion—to fake a blind date.

  As a rich, beautiful, long-legged goddess with both looks and brains, Yang Fei would never stoop to her sister’s level by yielding to her parents’ arrangement to meet some PhD overseas for a “spiritual romance.”

  All she needed to do was take a picture of the guy and fool her parents.

  So she endured the scorching 34-degree heat, drove her beloved red Z4, and risked being late for class to reach the café her sister picked—to meet this so-called perfect filial, high-IQ, handsome young man.

  But the guy holding the Meining Daily turned out to be her student—the one who scored single digits in English, whom she had already decided to treat as a lost cause.

  But that wasn’t even the worst part. She never regarded today’s blind date as even a human being, let alone a potential partner.

  Yet now, her beloved BMW was mysteriously wrecked, so badly that even BMW headquarters might fail to repair it. If not for this guy, would she have suffered such a loss?

  And if that wasn’t enough, he even took advantage of her, peeping at the chest she had protected for years—one she didn’t even dare look at too long while showering—and even bled from his nose!

  Then, as if that wasn’t enough, he had the nerve to say: “Monster!”

  That’s like someone ordering a second-hand laptop online, and I accidentally send them an Apple Air for free shipping with bonus Japanese adult films—they enjoy it thoroughly, yet refuse to pay and even leave a bad review!

  Unbearable!

  I, Yang Fei, though a model young beauty loved by all of Meining University, even I have limits. Even a clay Buddha has temper!

  Her first reaction was to immediately cover her chest, her eyes wide as she stared at Zhang Yang’s frightened, perverted face. Then, she raised her hand and delivered a slap.

  “Smack!” Zhang Yang’s just-leaking nosebleed scattered into small blooming red flowers.

  【Under attack. Target’s attack power: 8. No life-threatening danger detected. Possible counterattack options: assault the opponent’s chest, lift the opponent’s skirt.】 The same mechanical female voice echoed in Zhang Yang’s mind.

  Assault your sister! Zhang Yang covered his face and took a step back. Honestly, it hurt—but not as much as the pain in his brain earlier. That was true agony.

  “Teacher Yang… I…”

  “Oh? So you do know me. I’m curious—why not pretend not to?” Yang Fei rubbed her wrist, subconsciously tightened her collar, her face tense as she glared at the Meining Daily on the table. “If today’s incident leaks even half a word… you’ll never graduate from Meining University in this lifetime.”

  After speaking, she suddenly remembered something more important, abandoned Zhang Yang, and rushed toward the door where her mangled red Z4 lay.

  【Nuwa System warning… within ten meters, a life-threatening hazard detected. Target: red BMW Z4, imminent explosion in fifteen seconds… fourteen seconds…】

  A clear warning flashed in Zhang Yang’s mind, followed by a piercing countdown.

  “Damn it! Son of a—!” Zhang Yang didn’t have time to think whether it was real or not. He shouted to the café staff: “The car’s gonna blow! Get under the counter!”

  At the same time, he dashed forward, opened the door, and ran straight toward Yang Fei, who was cluelessly about to open the car door.

  “Teacher Yang—danger!”

  Yang Fei was in a daze, not hearing him. Of course, she knew the burning Z4 was dangerous, but she thought she still had time to grab some important items.

  In her panic, she found the car door locked by the system. Just as she was about to break the window, she suddenly felt her body lift, a tightness around her waist—someone was holding her! Her long legs left the ground, and her blue heels fell off.

  She turned her head and saw Zhang Yang’s sweat-covered face and that fierce look in his eyes. Her heart skipped—what the hell is this guy trying to do?