In that instant, Qin Chu almost wanted to cover the painting in red paint and then scribble a deep smear on the painting in front of him.
Qin Chu rarely gets angry; when he does get emotional, it's usually just a feeling of frustration.
But now he could clearly feel that his lungs were swelling up, and if a flame were added, he would probably ascend to heaven immediately.
Alpha was very cautious.
He thought he had told everything, but he didn't expect Qin Chu's attitude.
Levi thought for a moment, then added, "Senior, do you like this name? If you do, I can call you..."
"I don't like it," Qin Chu coldly interrupted him.
The name he chose, now you need permission to even call it out?
"Keep it for your brother to call him," Qin Chu said.
"..." Levi stared at Qin Chu and blinked twice.
A chill emanated from Qin Chu, and his gaze fixed on the drawing board seemed to want to poke two holes in what was being drawn on it.
Levy never expected that his clever remark would have such a powerful effect.
After sitting quietly for a while, he slowly said, "Actually... my choice to enter military school is also related to my brother."
With a "click".
Qin Chu calmly threw away the broken paintbrush in his hand and replaced it with a new one.
"..."
Levi dared not speak, staring at Qin Chu for a while longer, a hint of a smile appearing in his blue eyes.
The whole day was spent in this cautious atmosphere.
Qin Chu returned to his dormitory and immediately asked Noah to check Levi's information in this world.
Because of the vast number of human consciousnesses, Noah was very cautious when researching, but what he found was almost the same as what Levy had said.
He was indeed an orphan, formerly known as "Qin Rui," and there's no record of him having an older brother. But now that Levi is an adult, it's understandable that no guardian can be found.
Qin Chu grabbed Noah and asked, "Do you think I might meet another Qin Chu in this world?"
"I don't think so..."
This was the first time Noah had seen Qin Chu so emotionally volatile, and he was hesitant to provoke him.
Qin and Chu did not believe it.
He finally understood why this person had chosen to stay in the virtual world.
This place is great; you can have whatever you want, and once you've set it up, you can even have amnesia for an immersive experience.
Qin Chu lay in bed for a long time without falling asleep.
After tossing and turning for a while, he got up and very consciously pulled the bed forward to create distance between it and the cabinet at the foot of the bed.
Last time, only one door of the cabinet was kicked off; tonight, Qin Chu is afraid the whole thing will collapse.
But Qin and Chu were overthinking it.
He was so angry that he couldn't sleep.
After getting out of bed and sitting in his dorm room for a while, Qin Chu turned on his personal computer to prepare to shoot a video.
He took a transparent sphere out of the drawer.
Qin Chu often plays with this in the real world; it's called a pressure ball. In its normal state, it's a hard solid, but it becomes a semi-solid when the pressure increases.
Pressure balls also come in different colors; the lighter the color, the greater the pressure required to turn them into a semi-solid.
Qin Chu was simply devoid of any color.
This time, there was no skill involved. Qin Chu simply held the ball and stretched his hand in front of the camera, venting his desire to punch someone.
A short while later, he uploaded the video to a post he had previously made.
Qin Chu hasn't abandoned that post yet.
Although they kept their distance from his pheromones, many military academy students were still curious about the skills he displayed and often commented on the posts.
Some people even slowed down the video and gradually figured out how to untie the knot.
Later, someone provoked Qin Chu by asking what else he could do besides this, so Qin Chu posted another video.
There are now three videos in the post.
It wasn't exactly showing off, but Qin Chu genuinely enjoyed the activity.
In this world, he lived too much like a diligent art student. By sharing these fighting tips, Qin Chu felt a sense of returning to himself.
Video uploaded successfully.
A slender, fair, and even somewhat thin hand appeared in front of the camera. In the palm lay a transparent, hard sphere, which looked quite beautiful under the light.
Then the hand clenched tightly, the fingers pressed against the transparent sphere, the knuckles protruding, and the veins becoming extremely prominent.
Two seconds later, the transparent sphere flowed down like molten glass and lay obediently in the fair palm.
Within two minutes of the video being posted, the post was immediately pushed to the top.
76th floor: ...fuck
77th floor: QAQ
78th floor: A transparent pressure ball?
79th floor: I heard that this poster is an Omega, are you kidding me?
80th floor: [Pain][Pain] It's making me feel a little... pained...
Then someone posted: [Pain] You sculpted it well, but don't do it again next time.
When Qin Chu returned, the comments section was already filled with this phrase.
The guy who first posted that message was an acquaintance who frequently appeared in this thread, occasionally giving a thumbs up and urging for more updates.
He had sent Qin Chu his contact information before, but Qin Chu didn't add him. However, this person obviously didn't care; every time Qin Chu posted a video, he would jump in to support her immediately, never giving up the top spot to anyone else.
He also posted the 76th and 77th floors now.
Qin Chu could understand what was going on on the 76th floor, but he stared at the 77th floor for a while and still couldn't figure out what the person on the 77th floor was talking about.
Qin Chu stared at the "QAQ" for a long time before he finally understood that it was a crying emoji.
That's even more incomprehensible.
He posted a video of himself squeezing a ball, why is he shedding tears through a personal terminal?
I'm not pinching you.
Squeezing the ball improved Qin Chu's mood considerably. Just as he was about to go to sleep, another message popped up on his personal terminal.
I tapped the screen and glanced at it; it was a private message.
Qin Chu's account has hardly added any people, so it's obvious who this private message came from.
After staring at the profile picture for a while, Qin Chu finally opened the message.
Levi: Senior, the artist and model from [unclear] are going on a field trip tomorrow. Do you need me to make any extra preparations?
Qin Chu coldly tossed out two words: No.
There seemed to be another emoticon in response, but Qin Chu ignored it.
Qin Chu's mood darkened again.
Noah could only try to comfort him in a different way: "Well, sir, your main mission in this world is still this painting competition. Even if there really is another Qin Chu, you won't meet him."
"Yes." Qin Chu nodded, then added, "Even if I met him, he couldn't beat me."
Noah knew who this "he" referred to.
That's the "brother" that Qin Chu imagined, created by Levi.
Noah hesitated, then asked, "Is there any possibility...?"
There is no such person at all.
The next day, Qin Chu woke up refreshed and full of energy, and boarded the bus prepared by the base.
He was stunned as soon as he entered. The seats on the bus were spaced in pairs, looking like the seats in a couples' movie theater.
There is also a curtain around the room that separates it from the surroundings. When the curtain is drawn, it becomes a small, undisturbed space.
This base really has a lot of clever design in every piece of equipment.
Qin Chu casually found a seat, then quickly pulled the curtain shut, ignoring the fact that someone else hadn't arrived yet, and leaned back in his seat to rest.
He arrived early, so there weren't many people in the carriage yet.
After dozing off for a while, Qin Chu heard some noise around him, indicating that someone must have come over.
The sound of footsteps on the carriage was quite distinct. Qin Chu closed his eyes and listened for a while before his eyelashes suddenly fluttered.
Levy came up.
Even through the curtain, Qin Chu could distinguish the person's footsteps.
Although Levy was quite tall, his footsteps were very light. It was like a large animal retracting its claws and walking on the snow, clearly dangerous, yet managing to remain completely silent.
The distinctive footsteps stepped onto the bus and moved around the carriage for a while.
Seemingly because they didn't see the person they wanted to see, their footsteps stopped, revealing a silent sense of bewilderment.
Then the footsteps faded away, and they got off the bus.
Just then, Qin Chu heard a military academy student outside call out, "Levi? What are you doing standing outside? Where's your Omega?"
Qin Chu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
Your Omega? What do you mean, "your" or "mine"? You've got quite the nerve.
Then, after seeing something, the person who had just spoken suddenly burst into laughter: "Damn, you're way too well-prepared! Did you run out of the base last night to buy this?"
Nothing was explained clearly. A short while later, Levy's footsteps boarded the bus again, circling aimlessly inside the carriage once more.
Qin Chu's eyes remained fixed on the window as if nothing was amiss, but his toes silently peeked out from behind the curtain and lifted a corner of it.