Trafford's Trading Club

636: Chapter 49: Sorry for Not Having a Boyfriend!

636: Chapter 49: Sorry for Not Having a Boyfriend!

It was roughly a space measuring 50*50*10 meters, with all four walls and both the ceiling and floor appearing quite rough.

In fact, aside from a necessary entrance and exit, along with a few ventilation facilities, this space was indeed quite simple—because it was dug out from over thirty meters underground.

Since it wasn’t originally intended for habitation, there were naturally no convenient facilities here—though there was a giant single-seat sofa placed nearby—of course, the reason it was described as giant is relative to the person sitting on it.

We refer to her as Lord Long, regarded in the martial world as the dragon loli, Long Xiruo.

Long Xiruo was holding a megaphone, and the augmented little girl’s voice through the electronic device boomed, “You idiot!

Haven’t you eaten?!

Concentrate!

If you don’t manage to control thirty objects simultaneously today, you can forget about dinner!!”

“Yes…

teacher!”

About twenty meters away, a young man of sixteen or seventeen years, drenched in sweat, gritted his teeth.

He closed his eyes once more, trying to sense the things around him with his mind.

Around him were stones the size of tennis balls.

According to Long Xiruo’s requirements, he needed to control fifty of these stones simultaneously—not just simply making them fly, but having each one operate according to different rules.

The young man focused more deeply, ten, twenty, twenty-seven…

twenty-eight, twenty-nine, the number he could control gradually reached its limit, but he was still one short of Long Xiruo’s required number!

Perhaps he wasn’t focused enough?

The young man…

Mo Xiaofei thought to himself.

As for why he was in this place and even calling Long Xiruo his teacher—that story starts after the concert at the stadium last time.

Mo Xiaofei had a brush with another world at that time—it was natural, from the moment he gained superpower abilities, he realized he had entered a different world—however, the concept of monsters entered his awareness for the first time after that day.

After exerting all his strength to save a monster called Zhuifeng, Mo Xiaofei was on the brink of death.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he found himself in the pet hospital right above this underground training ground.

After a conversation, Mo Xiaofei and Long Xiruo exchanged some information…

As Mo Xiaofei inferred from the discussion between Long Xiruo and Gui Qianyi (this old senior had already gone traveling far, reportedly for some important affair that Mo Xiaofei wasn’t aware of), the fact that he could survive and seemed to have broken the limitation where using super powers would make his body collapse filled him with gratitude.

“Your power is too dangerous.

If you don’t try to control it properly, you might go berserk.

From today, stay here temporarily.

I’ll guide you to train and develop your abilities.”

These were Long Xiruo’s words to Mo Xiaofei, and so Mo Xiaofei naturally took Long Xiruo as his master—even though it was a one-sided decision on his part.

“Are you kidding?!

Take a human disciple?

I’m only short of a handyman here!

Teaching you is your wage!

Work hard and diligently for me!

I’m short-handed here!”

These were also the exact words from that teacher.

Mo Xiaofei led a life of going to school during the day and spending time after school each day at the training ground, running errands for Long Xiruo—rumor had it that several powerful monsters sent by Gui Qianyi had hastily dug this out?

Was it really okay to dig out such a large space under the city…

“Thirty!!” When the thirtieth stone came under Mo Xiaofei’s control, he couldn’t help but shout in joy, “Teacher!

Did you see that?

I did it!!”

“Tsk.”

Long Xiruo was completely the type with a cold face but a warm heart.

Since being sealed into the form of an ordinary human child, her moods often turned sour, not to mention the previous substantial bleeding which caused monthly emotional outbursts.

“Just thirty rocks, and it took you half a month to achieve this.

Mo Xiaofei, has your self-esteem been reduced to the point where this insignificant sense of accomplishment satisfies you?!”

This was pretty much their way of interacting…

Mo Xiaofei smiled, long used to this dragon lord’s behavior—though she kept special drinks that were extremely effective for quickly regaining strength prepared every day.

As Mo Xiaofei drank his special drink, he approached Long Xiruo and suddenly asked, “Teacher, could I take a day off next Saturday from training?”

Long Xiruo blinked, “Next Saturday?

What day is it today…

Friday?

What are you planning so far ahead?”

Mo Xiaofei sheepishly scratched his head, “Well…

teacher, it’s Christmas next Saturday, and I, uh, have a date…”

“Tsk!” Long Xiruo snorted, “So it’s that time of year for you humans to be in heat?

You should focus on developing your abilities instead of wasting time on such trivial matters!”

Mo Xiaofei was taken aback, subconsciously responding, “Well…

teacher, is it that you don’t have a boyfriend or something?”

Long Xiruo sneered, “Ha, males only pursue females to rub their nether regions together for pleasure, sending their bodily juices in the process.

Such disgusting beings should stay away from me!”

“So, it is because you don’t have a boyfriend, right?”

Long Xiruo suddenly smiled slightly, as the Treasure Bead from Gui Qianyi floated slowly above her head, “Xiaofei, you’ve been here for quite a while now, yet we haven’t sparred…

how about today?

Do your best, make sure you last at least three seconds~”

A clone possessing the true dragon’s power appeared out of thin air, and the entire underground space trembled from the power, making Mo Xiaofei feel a suffocating pressure in the air.

“I’m sorry, I was wrong…”

BOOOOMMMMM!!

…

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“Yunjing Station is arriving, please make sure to bring your belongings…”

As the broadcast sounded while the train was decelerating into the station, Da Zhe, dressed in a long black coat with a scarf covering his chin and lips, stood up to take the baggage for Luo Qiu, his current boss.

However, Heihun Dazhe noticed that the boss was looking out of the train window—making a small, unexpected motion, “What’s wrong?”

“Hmm…

just that a couple of guests seem to be having a good time.” Luo Qiu smiled softly, standing up, “You might have a chance to interact with them in the future…

let’s disembark, You Ye is waiting for us.”

Da Zhe nodded, during the return journey, Luo Qiu had told him some basics about the club…

Although he didn’t elaborate much, Da Zhe already had his imagination running wild regarding the maid that his boss talked about.

It’s said that Luo Qiu, as the new boss, had tried converting another Black soul envoy before him, and he became the second.

Something magical and unbelievable had happened to him in such a short time, entirely altering the course of his destiny.

He thought he would disappear like this, but when he woke up, he was given the identity of a Black soul envoy, and once again lived on.

He had once asked Luo Qiu why he was willing to convert him to a Black soul envoy…

and the boss’s answer left Da Zhe a bit puzzled.

“Because I wanted to find someone who looked reliable…”

Yes, it was an utterly baffling statement…

but the little unease quickly dissipated under the heat from the Zhan Lu sword he carried.

Taking a deep breath, Da Zhe followed behind Luo Qiu, leaving the train and walking out to the platform.

It was on this bustling platform that Da Zhe’s eyes were instantly caught by an extremely beautiful woman—whether her appearance or the strange aura she exuded, both made the new Black soul envoy, Da Zhe, feel taken aback.

She placed her hands on her skirt, facing Luo Qiu, and gave a gentle smile, like a blooming flower, silencing the platform’s clamor with that single smile.

This was the first smile that the maid had shown while Boss Luo was away.

Finally, he was back.