As Noah walked out of the competition venue, he suddenly realized: "That old judge probably has a human consciousness, and is probably a crazy fan of protective shields in the real world."
That was exactly what Qin Chu was planning.
In this world, there are many human consciousnesses. It's a pipe dream for him to advance based on his nonexistent painting skills. However, painting the famous scene of the protective shield might awaken some human consciousness.
He wins as long as even one of the judges recognizes him.
Noah gave Qin Chu a thumbs up, but couldn't help but remark, "It's not easy for that judge to recognize your drawing, given how bad it is."
Qin Chu: "..."
"Alright, give me the character information and the world background."
Noah gave Qin Chu a document as instructed.
His current data entity is called Milo, and he is a sophomore at a prestigious art academy. He is currently competing at this base during his summer vacation.
Milo was a reclusive and difficult person to get along with; he was obsessed with painting.
Qin Chu stared at the words "painting fanatic" for a while, but couldn't quite grasp what kind of realm that meant.
Noah coughed lightly: "You could probably just shift your interest from weapons to painting."
That's a bit much.
Qin Chu remained silent and continued reading.
The information provided by Noah was as concise as ever, but one section caught Qin Chu's attention.
In addition to the word "male", the gender column also includes the letter "Omega".
Moreover, this character is placed before "male," seemingly making it more important than the distinction between men and women?
Qin Chu recalled the scene he had just witnessed on the field.
Each candidate and staff member wore a name tag with what appeared to be a letter, some saying Omega, others Beta. This letter was also displayed next to the candidate's name on the big screen when the scores were announced at the end.
After thinking for a while, Qin Chu couldn't find a definite answer.
He tried asking, "What does Omega mean? Does the caste system still exist in this world? Is it a class ranking?"
Noah: "..."
He was speechless for a moment, then gave Qin Chu's guess a thumbs up: "You've really come up with this idea, that's excellent."
What is that?
Qin Chu raised an eyebrow.
He was on his way back to his studio from the competition venue when a group of young men and women walked towards him.
The group of students were talking and laughing loudly. As Qin Chu passed by them, he inevitably caught a whiff of several distinctive perfumes.
Some resemble fruits or other plants, while others are difficult to describe accurately.
Moreover, Qin Chu unexpectedly discovered that his sense of smell was extremely sensitive. He could not only distinguish these mixed smells one by one, but also identify which person each smell came from.
For example, the two mild fruity scents came from two slightly shorter students in the center. Although one was a boy and the other a girl, they smelled very similar.
Qin Chu glanced at the nameplates on their chests; both of them were students from the Academy of Fine Arts.
The men and women walking on the outer edge of the path had no odor and were clean.
What Qin Chu cared about most were the two tall boys trailing behind him.
Judging from their uniforms, these two should be students from the military academy next door, who were also invited by the base to participate in the event.
The two people had a very peculiar, pungent odor, and an indescribable aggressiveness.
Even though he rationally knew it was just the scent of perfume, the moment Qin Chu smelled it, he felt provoked and instinctively looked over with a sense of oppression.
But something's not right.
When Qin Chu was provoked, he would often just stand by and watch, or retaliate with a punch. But now, with just this slight hint of provocation, he found himself uncontrollably becoming somewhat wary.
Perhaps it was the intense pressure of his gaze that made the two military academy students immediately turn to look at him.
The two of them didn't look too good.
But when they saw Qin Chu, they were stunned for a moment, and then looked down at the nameplate on Qin Chu's chest.
Then the anger on their faces subsided, and instead they nodded to Qin Chu and politely stepped aside.
This behavior left Qin Chu somewhat puzzled, yet strangely familiar.
Where does it feel familiar...?
After thinking for a while, Qin Chu remembered.
Once, he took a few subordinates out to dinner, and the group of grown men completely blocked the road. Just as these fools were boasting and bragging, a lady tried to walk by.
The moment they saw the lady, his men behaved exactly like the two military academy students, instantly transforming into gentlemen.
Qin Chu: "..."
Qin Chu looked down at the nameplate on his chest and saw the letters Omega.
At that moment, Noah spoke up at just the right time: "Ahem, sir, I must tell you, there are six genders in this world..."
Having experienced the previous world, Qin Chu suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Don't tell me I'm the one who can have children."
Noah whispered, "Congratulations, you guessed right!"
Qin Chu: "...What kind of weird world did you pick?"
Noah retorted, unconvinced: "You were the one who chose this world!"
Qin Chu: "...Then why don't you change the data body? There are clearly military academy students, but you insist on arranging me as an art student."
Noah fell silent. Out of revenge, he sent Qin Chu a physiological anatomy diagram of a male Omega.
Qin Chu was so shocked that he cursed on the spot.
This shock continued all the way, and even as Qin Chu was about to enter the teaching area, he maintained a very wary walking posture.
Noah couldn't help but remind her, "You don't need to be so careful, after all, you're not pregnant yet."
General Qin was speechless.
He just suddenly learned that he had an extra organ in his body, and he always felt that he needed to be more careful.
No longer dwelling on the issue, Qin Chu tried to change the subject: "Has the mission for this world been determined?"
“This world is special, with numerous human consciousnesses, and there is also an additional dormant consciousness within your data entity, so please give me some more time,” Noah said.
This request was reasonable, and Qin Chu didn't say anything more.
As we left the competition venue, it was already getting slightly dark.
The sun moved to the west, igniting a vibrant red glow in the clouds. The light shone on the entire base, unexpectedly revealing a sense of youthful innocence and tranquility.
Qin Chu hadn't walked around the campus like this in a long time, and he couldn't help but slow his pace slightly.
Thinking about the mission inevitably brings to mind a certain troublemaker.
In the previous worlds, Qin Chu had been on edge, searching for mission targets while also having a premonition that someone would come to cause trouble.
He was indeed on guard, yet he was also eager to try because of the unknown challenges.
In the previous world, Qin Chu went there with the intention of finding the person and beating them up, but the result was unexpected.
The sense of crisis that had been keeping him hanging on suddenly disappeared.
He knew perfectly well before he even entered this world that the person in question was not here.
No one will interfere, and no one will sneak in with ulterior motives.
He didn't have to worry about anyone causing trouble, nor did he have to be wary of any sudden, strange behavior.
Thinking of this, even though Noah's mission had not yet been announced, Qin Chu already felt the mission was boring.
Noah, who had been silent until now, couldn't help but speak up: "Sir, are you missing our mission targets?"
"Which eye of yours saw me reminiscing?" Qin Chu retorted coldly.
He was clearly relieved because that guy wasn't there.
Noah was silent for a moment, then sighed: "I'm afraid your understanding of relaxation is different from that of normal people."
I clearly felt an empty and boring feeling.
Seeing that Qin Chu ignored him, Noah spoke again, reminding him, "Sir, previous experience shows that our mission targets are safe in the virtual world and enjoy a high degree of autonomy, so..."
Qin Chu knew what Noah was talking about: "He must be in contact with the mainframe."
As for the nature of the connection, that remains uncertain.
“I thought you would choose to ask him,” Noah whispered.
Qin Chu remained silent for a while.
Noah is right. If it were before, Qin Chu would definitely have stuck to that Crown Prince.
However, after what happened with Qin Rui in the last world, even the slow-witted Qin Chu realized that something was wrong with his emotions, and he needed to put it aside for a while.
To put it simply...
Qin Chu didn't want to see him again for a while, didn't want to think about Qin Rui, and didn't even want to touch anything related to this person.
Moreover...
"He gave you the coordinates of this world."
Qin Chu suddenly spoke up.
"What?" Noah was completely baffled.
He quickly understood what Qin Chu meant.
The quest recipient gave Qin Chu these coordinates and then went to another small world.
This means that he also doesn't want to meet Qin Chu.
But……
Noah talked for a while, but didn't say anything.
Qin Chu entered his studio, briefly familiarized himself with his "work environment," and took the opportunity to get to know some of his painting supplies again.