Superhumans of the Dome City

Chapter 1514: Extra Story 4: Snippets from High Schoolers (Part 2)

(I’ve known her for almost three years and this is the first time I’ve experienced the highest level of Qin Secret Skill. Previously, at most it was sneaking punches, suddenly skipping the Four Fierce Death to a move of Tian Yuan. That’s really strange.)

(Indeed, it’s very strange. The fact that even sneaking punches are seen as routine is especially strange.) Shiyu Lianyi said, (Is this the powerful adaptability evolved for survival in a crisis-filled environment? The will to survive of humans is truly magnificent.)

(Why on earth did she get so angry... I didn’t say anything over the line! I praised her as a Gundam, she’s a fellow robot enthusiast, how could she not be happy!)

(Yes, why indeed.) Shiyu Lianyi said with an air of nonchalance, (Why not use your exceptionally smart brain to think about it, Gongsun? At the very least, you could just go ask her directly.)

"Everyone, please remember, this is a key point for your exams... In the general knowledge of ordinary people, verbal disputes don’t escalate into violent conflicts, and occasional fights don’t lead to fatal blows. Turn to page 67 of your textbooks, we’ll look at examples of peacefully resolving conflicts..."

The middle-aged female lecturer on the podium recited the lecture notes in a monotonous tone, and the classroom was filled with the sound of pages flipping. Gongsun Ce temporarily logged off from telepathy, stealing a glance at the girl sitting next to him.

Qin Qianbai sat upright, looking at the blackboard with full attention and occasionally taking notes, seemingly very interested in the universally acknowledged boring social knowledge class. This façade of a good student might deceive the teacher but not her desk mate who knows her best. Gongsun Ce knew this indicated her very bad mood. That’s because when the young lady seriously listens to a lesson, she’ll actively raise her hand to ask questions that stump the teacher with her unique logic, and in the case of boring classes, she’ll quietly engage in little acts or read extracurricular books. This posture of a model student was clearly a cold declaration of "do not communicate."

Don’t talk to me, don’t disturb my studies, don’t jump around in front of me, or I’ll take you down.

(She doesn’t seem to want to chat.) Gongsun Ce said.

(Oh dear... well, let’s use an example even Gongsun can understand.)

Gongsun Ce and Qin Qianbai’s seats were in the back row by the window, while Mr. Shiyu and someone else sat in the middle of the classroom. Taking advantage of the geography, Gongsun Ce could easily see the actions of a certain suit-wearing male, who was using a textbook as a cover while secretly reading Zero Island’s library book behind it.

Incidentally, the suit-wearing male’s desk mate was using a pencil to draw skirts on the great figures in the textbooks. Finding it too silly to observe further, Gongsun Ce quickly moved on.

(Reading "Number One Book Fan", nice taste.)

(Gongsun likes this story as well, right? So if one day, some pretty girl told you "in my heart, you’re like ’Number One Book Fan’", how would Gongsun think?)

(Being compared to a famous work, I’d feel deeply honored. If possible, please swap it with "The Shawshank Redemption," which I personally prefer.)

(See, that’s the thinking of someone with a peculiar mindset. Unfortunately, although Qin Qianbai isn’t an ordinary person, her thinking in this area is pretty much like an ordinary girl’s.)

(Huh?)

(Ordinary girls would get angry if compared to Gundam.) Mr. Shiyu concluded, (Try to find a way to make amends quickly, I’m done. By the way, I don’t recommend using the stuff in your bag, that’s... a very bad idea in all aspects, just being honest.)

The telepathic communication ended unilaterally, and Gongsun Ce stared blankly at the textbook, eyes full of confusion.

How can this be...?

When he didn’t get a reply after greeting her this morning, he vaguely sensed the seriousness of the situation, and he racked his brain but couldn’t figure out why she was so angry. Because she’s a Cosmic Era fan so she prefers ν Gundam over Energy Angel? Or perhaps she likes the slightly younger Flying Wings Zero Gundam? Such guesses popped up one after another, leading Gongsun Ce to prepare various emergency plans. Before asking Mr. Shiyu for help via telepathy, he even had jokes from G Gundam prepared, but it turned out he was wrong from the starting point.

——She’s not a Gundam!

The truth was unexpectedly bleak.

Gongsun Ce sighed softly and discreetly began preparing for an apology using white paper.

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That idiot should have realized by now.

Qin Qianbai glanced sideways at her neighbor’s silly face, secretly thinking to herself.

The gray-haired superpower user maintained his appearance of attentively listening to the lecture with almost perfect acting skills, but in the eyes of the girl who was overly familiar with him, his thoughts were not hidden at all. Just by that inexplicable focus in his eyes and the sudden silent sigh, she knew this idiot must be using telepathy to seek help from a friend.

Mr. Shiyu usually has basic common sense, he should be able to guide Ah Ce’s thoughts with soft yet unproblematic responses. So, the matter should be resolved by now.

They hadn’t talked for more than half the day, and honestly, it was boring enough to make her feel unpleasant too. So hurry and come apologize, he’s normally such a smart guy, why is he so dense like a diamond at times like this...

Thud.

Gongsun Ce gently nudged her with his elbow, using telekinesis to send over a little white paper note. Feeling a little amused, Qin Qianbai lowered her eyes, wondering what kind of reflection the certain someone had made.

On the white paper note, carefully written in pencil in neat regular script:

[I’m very sorry for not appreciating your mediocrity.]

"............"