Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 28

Upon careful consideration, Cheng Jinyang was astonished to realize that this kind of demon, which excelled in burst speed, was practically his nemesis.

To fully utilize his gravitational powers, a sufficient acceleration distance was necessary.

However, against such a high-speed enemy, trying to hit it with kinetic objects would be futile; evading its attacks would be impossible.

Could he control it with gravity?

It was a flying creature, already capable of overcoming gravity with its wing flaps.

Without these girls, if he were exploring the dream realm alone, no matter how high his level, encountering this kind of demon would almost certainly result in death. This underscored the importance of teamwork.

Taking stock again, the abilities in the team that were effective against such enemies included:

Xing Yuanzhi’s Mass Effect, which effectively reduced the enemy’s charge kinetic energy and decreased its attack power.

Yang Wangshu’s Signal Current, which took effect immediately upon metal contact, paralyzing the enemy—this time it was a great contribution.

Li Qingwan’s Physical Activation, an invincible life-saving skill, without which Teacher Li would have died hundreds of times by now.

As for other abilities, like the highly regarded Spiritual Impact from Sister Xiao Pei, it proved to be almost useless against the demon’s charge, not even as effective as Ah Zhi’s Mass Effect debuff.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face in the bathroom, Cheng Jinyang came out to see the girls also waking up. Xing Yuanzhi greeted him, looking very pleased, perhaps because her ability finally came in handy the previous night.

“The biggest hero last night was me!” Yang Wangshu shouted excitedly, jumping on the bed.

“Got it, got it, it’s you,” Chu Qingqing yawned and sat up. “Without my metal manipulation, how would you have directed the current to the enemy?”

“If the voltage is high enough, it can ionize the air!” Yang Wangshu argued.

Li Qingwan sat by the bed, smiling, watching them quarrel with a serene attitude of “I don’t need to take credit.”

Zheng Qiupei, who had slept on the window side last night, next to Wang Wanrou, had already changed and got out of bed. She ran over and asked, “Jinyang, are you going to work? Shall I make you breakfast?”

The room instantly fell silent.

“Uh, thanks, no need for that trouble,” Cheng Jinyang quickly replied, “I’ll just grab something quick from the cafeteria.”

“Breakfast shouldn’t be casual,” Zheng Qiupei said earnestly. Though her tone was somewhat lecturing, coming from a young, vibrant university girl, it wasn’t as annoying as one might expect. “Besides, the cafeteria food is mass-produced and can’t cater to individual tastes. How about I make something special for you and bring it to your office?”

She happily went out. Cheng Jinyang remained silent for a moment, almost feeling the palpable killing intent in the air around him.

Half an hour later, Cheng Jinyang sat in his office, a gloomy expression on his face, eating the osmanthus cake made by Zheng Qiupei and drinking the century egg and lean meat porridge made by Chu Qingqing, looking extremely exhausted.

Shouldn’t it be a happy thing to have girls make breakfast for you?

However, why did it turn into this, even though it should have been twice as happy?

“Jinyang.” Cheng Yuexian and Cheng Huaiyan pushed the door open and saw his lifeless look, puzzled and surprised.

“What’s wrong with you?” His cousin first casually asked, then seemed to realize something, her face turning pale with shock. “Don’t tell me you actually slept with one of them and now found out she’s pregnant?”

“Shotgun wedding?” Cheng Huaiyan frowned, “Are they seeking justice? The clan leader marrying in?”

“Ahem, what are you talking about?” Seeing his cousins getting more and more off track, Cheng Jinyang quickly clarified, “How would I dare touch them? I’d be torn apart by the remaining girls!”

“Jinyang, what you just said is not right,” Cheng Yuexian immediately said seriously. “When it comes to our clan leader’s marriage, since when do we need outsiders to decide? As long as you decide whom to marry and they are willing, what does it matter to the rest? If they want to become concubines, they can; if not, they can leave. Are they staying here to nurse your child?”

“Yuexian,” Cheng Huaiyan also said seriously, “Girls who aren’t pregnant can’t be wet nurses.”

“I know, I’m just making an analogy!”

“Let’s focus on the matter at hand!” Cheng Jinyang tapped the table.

“Currently, the situation with the Liyang war is not optimistic,” Cheng Yuexian handed over the report.

As the Cheng family primarily engaged in mercenary business, they naturally maintained a high sensitivity and focus on all security issues within the Great Jin Empire.

Despite Zhongshu Yu’s insistence that “if we don’t fight now, it will be too late,” the objective reality was that the Empire had not recovered from Wang Chuzhong’s rebellion.

In terms of mobilization, military supplies, and even the control of public opinion, preparations were far from adequate, resulting in successive blunders:

In late January, before the Liyang army crossed the river, Kong Junping and Tao Gongyuan from the Taicheng Cabinet proposed an unexpected early crossing to capture Fuling, intending to intercept the Liyang army at Dangli Pass.

Although Wang Maohong agreed with this strategy, Yu Yuangui vetoed it, arguing it was too risky and akin to the disastrous previous attempt to attack the warship outside the city.

However, on the night of February 11th, Su Zigao urgently crossed the river on New Year’s Eve and swiftly captured Gusu, cutting off communication between the Jiankang court and the Longxiang army. Upon learning of this on New Year’s Day, Yu Yuangui began to regret his decision.

In mid-February, the situation deteriorated significantly, with some military towns proposing to enter Jiankang for defense, only to be firmly rejected by Zhongshu Yu, seemingly fearing a power grab by the military towns.

As the Liyang army approached along the Jiangning area, instability grew within Jiankang, prompting Yu Yuangui to urgently dispatch secret orders to the elite Xiaoqi and Shenwu armies, requesting immediate reinforcements.

By late February, as the Liyang army advanced northward from Gusu along the Ningwu Road, the Imperial Guards mobilized heavy troops southward to intercept.

Inside Taicheng, Tao Gongyuan again warned that Su Zigao might not directly attack the heavily defended military zones in southern Jiangning, but might instead flank eastward across the river north of Jiangning, urging the Imperial Guards to be vigilant.

Ignoring Tao Gongyuan’s advice, Yu Yuangui believed the military radar satellites could monitor enemy movements without the possibility of tactical maneuvers.

However, that same night, heavy rain disrupted the radar satellite’s monitoring window. Seizing the opportunity, Su Zigao used decoy bombs under cover of interference fragments to launch a surprise attack.

The Imperial Guards suffered a major defeat in southern Jiangning, saved only by the emergency arrival of Princess Nankang’s reinforcements.

Upon learning of this, Yu Yuangui fell into a long silence, later that night going to the palace to beg forgiveness from the Empress Dowager, tears flowing, overwhelmed with regret.

It’s said that public opinion online has given Zhongshu Yu a nickname, “Regretful Zhongshu.” However, it seems the Empress Dowager has no intention of replacing her brother…

Having finished reading the report, Cheng Jinyang rubbed his temples, speechless for a long time.

He had received news of incidents like the Liyang army’s capture of Gusu, but immersed in training in Jingkou and leveling up in the dreamscapes, he hadn’t paid much attention to these matters.

Now, it seemed like Sister Xinnan’s uncle was a bit unreliable, wasn’t he?

Could it be that he was taking advantage of the existence of my Iron Giant to start acting recklessly?

Wait a minute!

Didn’t Miss Wang say she couldn’t connect to Xiaoli?

Without Xiaoli’s batteries, where would the Grade Three Iron Giant come from?

At most, it would be a Grade Five Iron Man!

At this point, Cheng Jinyang suddenly shivered, a cold sweat breaking out on his back, nearly soaking his clothes.