Chapter 150

Chapter 150

A fiery determination burned in Luo Yu's eyes.

This successful move gave him a huge confidence boost.

He felt he could do it! He wasn't just doomed to take hits from Bai Xingshu anymore!

Excitement lit up Luo Yu's face as he swiftly maneuvered his mech to change positions once more, and then—

BOOM!!!

The trap Bai Xingshu had laid activated instantly, engulfing Luo Yu's mech.

—GAME OVER!

Luo Yu stared blankly at the four letters, unable to accept the brutal reality of crashing from high hopes to crushing defeat.

Had he stepped into the trap right after escaping Bai Xingshu's artillery array, he wouldn’t have minded as much.

But to be wiped out just when he thought he was safe, completely unprepared…

Luo Yu was nearly in tears!

Meanwhile, on Bai Xingshu's side…

Clearing his throat awkwardly while looking at the 'WIN' displayed before him, Bai Xingshu felt slightly guilty.

At the start, he had remembered that this was supposed to be a training match. He had even demonstrated techniques for Luo Yu, carefully matching his combat rhythm and giving him openings.

But as the fight went on… he got a bit too into it.

And then…

*Ahem.*

For someone who planned every move in battle, how could he possibly set just one trap?

Bai Xingshu looked away sheepishly.

But soon, he puffed up with false confidence.

No harm done—it was just practice anyway.

Sparring matches on the mech combat platform didn’t count toward stats or records. They could restart quickly and fight over and over.

One little mistake? Just initiate another match!

With this weak justification, Bai Xingshu swiftly sent another sparring request.

This time, he would definitely be more mindful!

Luo Yu, who hadn’t even calmed down yet: "..."

With a sniffle, Luo Yu hit Accept.

An hour and a half later, Shen Geng watched as Bai Xingshu took off his headset, frowning in confusion.

"That's it?" Shen Geng asked, puzzled.

For a teaching session, this duration seems a bit short.

Bai Xingshu coughed lightly. "Well, sort of. Xiao Luo isn’t accepting my sparring requests anymore, so I guess he’s ready?"

Looking at Bai Xingshu’s expression, Shen Geng grew suspicious.

The phrase "he’s ready" in Bai Xingshu’s words reeked of guilt, thick with unease.

Shen Geng’s attention involuntarily shifted toward the dormitory door for a while. But after waiting a little, he still didn’t hear Luo Yu knocking, which just made him more confused.

Lately, Luo Yu had been dropping by a lot—after all, in the dormitory, he was only close to the two of them.

Soon, Shen Geng’s confusion was resolved when he stepped onto the balcony to wash up.

He heard muffled crying from the neighboring dorm, unmistakably Luo Yu’s.

Shen Geng went quiet.

Honestly… he wasn’t even that surprised.

Anyone who sparred with Bai Xingshu usually needed time to pull themselves together. That Luo Yu held out for an hour and a half was pretty damn impressive.

Even if this was *supposed* to be a teaching session…

At this thought, Shen Geng hesitated.

It *was* a teaching session, right?

Right?

That’s what he wanted to believe, but he wasn’t buying it.

After a month of knowing Luo Yu, Shen Geng knew he wasn’t the type to be emotionally fragile.

In the end, Shen Geng voiced his doubts to Bai Xingshu directly.

Bai Xingshu glanced around awkwardly before grabbing a biscuit from the table and jamming it into Shen Geng’s mouth, flustered and pissed, making his 'shut the hell up' crystal clear.

Teaching other stuff was no big deal for Bai Xingshu. After all, he had trained people during the apocalypse, and walking someone through it was easy enough.

But when it came to combat…

Bai Xingshu lived by one rule in a fight: efficiency. Winning, no matter what.

In such situations, he really struggled to suppress his instinct to counterattack when his opponent struck.

Thus, over the course of that hour and a half, he and Luo Yu had sparred like twenty-something times.

Minus the time Luo Yu needed to collect himself, each round was over in like three, four minutes.

For a *teaching* session… that’s kinda…

*Ahem.*

Then again… regardless of how each match ended, at least at the start, he *did* walk Luo Yu through it every damn time!

So, all in all, at least a solid hour was legit teaching… right?

How is this not teaching practice?

Bai Xingshu managed to convince himself.

Shen Geng watched Bai Xingshu’s annoyed look with a smile. Faced with the other’s attempt to shut him up, Shen Geng obediently bit into the cookie from Bai Xingshu’s hand.

The moment Shen Geng bit down, Bai Xingshu clearly felt a flash of warmth against his fingertips.

He had touched Shen Geng’s soft, warm lips.

Bai Xingshu went still for a moment, a strange tingling sensation spreading from his fingertips. His gaze involuntarily lingered on Shen Geng’s clearly defined lips and the gentle smile at their corners.

Bai Xingshu was speechless.

Shifting his gaze slightly upward, Bai Xingshu met Shen Geng’s eyes, which were fixed on him.

Bai Xingshu sensed a strange feeling welling up inside him—a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.

So...

Quite naturally, Bai Xingshu identified his own feelings and slammed his hand on the table. “Stop laughing! This is my first time teaching mecha combat—some hiccups are to be expected, aren’t they?”

Well, Bai Xingshu chalked up his reaction to being mocked by Shen Geng.

However, Shen Geng wasn't trying to mock him at all.

His confusion had genuinely been just that—confusion.

As a military academy student and a future soldier, Shen Geng naturally believed that Luo Yu should possess the grit to handle whatever comes, no matter how difficult.

So, whether Bai Xingshu was truly teaching or doing something else, Luo Yu should have the mental fortitude to endure it all.

Tough as it might sound, this was simply the reality they had to accept.

Shen Geng was cool and level-headed about this.

Thus, he didn’t offer Bai Xingshu any words of persuasion. Instead, he readily accepted Bai Xingshu’s attempt to shut him up, even secretly enjoying the thrill of being fed by Bai Xingshu in that moment—completely oblivious to the fleeting moment that might or might not have counted as kissing Bai Xingshu’s fingertip.

Faced with Bai Xingshu’s angry outburst, Shen Geng went along with it smoothly: “Right, yes, absolutely, totally normal.”

The soothing tone in his voice was unmistakable.

Bai Xingshu eyed Shen Geng suspiciously for a long while before finally confirming the sincerity in his expression. Only then did Bai Xingshu genuinely smile.

Yes, Bai Xingshu shared the same mindset as Shen Geng. So in the end, he hadn’t really put much effort into changing his combat style.

Bai Xingshu’s gaze habitually lingered on Shen Geng’s features for a moment before he finally looked away.

He put on the platform’s login device again.

Mecha Combat Platform—activate!

Today, Bai Xingshu had spent an hour and a half fighting Luo Yu, but the entire process had been one of restraint for him, leaving him feeling stifled and unsatisfied.

Now, he was going to take it out on a few poor suckers on the platform!

And just like that, the Mecha Combat Platform gained a few more miserable players to join Luo Yu in misery.