Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 344

Moments later, the mecha piloted by Sheng Siyang was pressed to the ground and thoroughly defeated…

Sheng Nuan couldn’t bear to watch. When he finally huffed and puffed and crawled out of the mecha, she hurried forward to help him down, only to see Sheng Siyang’s face filled with shame.

“Sister, I’ve embarrassed you…”

Even at lunchtime, Sheng Siyang was still sullen.

“Sister, am I really that useless?”

Sheng Siyang would only admit his shortcomings in front of his sister. With his head drooping dejectedly, he buried himself in his meal and silently finished two bowls of rice.

Sheng Nuan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only comfort him, “It’s okay. Operating mechas has always required agility. You’re not the most agile, but you’re very strong. Maybe in the future, there will be heavy mechas that need strength more than agility, and they’ll suit you…”

Sheng Siyang’s eyes lit up. “Really? You don’t think I’m useless?”

Sheng Nuan patted him. “You’re excellent.”

Customer service: ……

Sheng Siyang was so moved that he buried his head and polished off two more bowls of rice…

At that moment, Sheng Nuan heard customer service remind her: “Host, it’s Huo Ling.”

She looked up to see Huo Ling limping slowly toward them, carrying a tray. At a table across from him, several boys waved, “Huo Ling, over here.”

In the White Silver Academy cafeteria, it’s easy to see the different social circles during meals. For example, second-generation officials like Yuan Shao and Su Shui’er would hang out together, while second-generation rich kids like Sheng Nuan and Sheng Siyang, who had money but not much power, would stick together…

The rest were commoners who got in through their own efforts.

Huo Ling came from a remote planet and was a “country bumpkin” in the eyes of Imperial Star residents. The few people he usually associated with were also from the Imperial Star but belonged to the commoner class.

They were all ordinary people; no one looked down on anyone.

Huo Ling carried his tray toward them, but as he passed not far from Sheng Nuan, she noticed someone sitting next to the aisle subtly extend his foot…

The cafeteria was crowded with tables, and with a foot stretched out across the way, Huo Ling couldn’t pass… He pursed his lips slightly and stopped.

The person blocking him turned his head, chatting with Su Shui’er beside him, acting as if he hadn’t noticed anything.

But everyone knew he was doing it on purpose…

Across the way, several of Huo Ling’s companions saw this. One of them gritted his teeth and was about to get up, but the person next to him held him back.

“Chu Yun, are you crazy? That’s not someone we can afford to offend. Remember, Huo Ling told us before not to get involved… Just bear with it!”

Similar incidents have happened before, many involving the Sheng family’s brother and sister.

Huo Ling’s expression remained gentle and calm, without a trace of indignation on his face. He silently turned around, preparing to walk through the aisle next to Sheng Nuan’s table.

But just as he reached her side, someone else stretched out a foot near the aisle… it was Du Cheng, who had completely crushed Sheng Siyang during the test.

A sinister coldness flashed in Huo Ling’s lowered eyes… But when he looked up, his face showed only innocence, helplessness, and meekness. He whispered, “Excuse me, could you please let me pass?”

Sheng Nuan sighed inwardly…

With such endurance, it’s no wonder he later managed to suppress others in the rebel army filled with villains and become the leader.

There were faint snickers around… Just then, the person who had extended his foot suddenly let out a scream.

Holding her tray, Sheng Nuan was about to leave when she stepped on the man’s foot. Hearing the scream, she looked down as if just noticing, exclaiming, “Why is your foot here? You almost tripped me!”

Du Cheng gnashed his teeth. “You damn—”

Before he could finish, Sheng Siyang slapped a leftover tray onto his head. “Who are you cursing at, you punk?”

Drenched in soup, Du Cheng jumped up to fight, but Sheng Nuan promptly smashed another tray onto him. With a thud, Du Cheng fell back onto the chair, clutching his head.

Du Cheng’s father wasn’t a high-ranking official like Yuan Shao’s father. At most, he was just a lackey, and his background was far inferior to the Sheng family’s.

Drenched in soup by the Sheng siblings, one after the other, and realizing he couldn’t win, he turned to Yuan Shao. “Brother Yuan?”

Yuan Shao put down his chopsticks and looked up at Sheng Nuan. “Sheng Nuan, what’s the meaning of this? You used to cause trouble as much as anyone else. What, are you deliberately going against my people now?”

Su Shui’er beside him stared at Sheng Nuan with hostility.

Sheng Nuan smiled. “Huo Ling is my relative. If I bully him, that’s a family matter. But if any stray dog thinks it can jump in and take a bite, that’s not giving me face.”

Su Shui’er sneered. “What face do you have?”

Sheng Nuan curled her lips. “Why don’t you ask Young Master Yuan…”

Having been thoroughly beaten by Sheng Nuan during the test, Yuan Shao was already fuming. Being called out now, his expression changed instantly. He gritted his teeth and sneered, “Don’t think you can be arrogant just because you won once… If you have the guts, let’s compete again another day!”

Sheng Nuan raised an eyebrow. “No problem, defeated opponent!”

Yuan Shao’s face almost turned as red as his hair and he glared fiercely at her.

Sheng Nuan laughed. “It’s okay. When you beat me, you can call me that too.”

Yuan Shao spat out each word, “You just wait…”

By this time, Huo Ling had quietly sat down beside his friends, as if the confrontation behind him had nothing to do with him.

Beside him, Chu Yun asked in a low voice, “What happened today? Why did Sheng Nuan stand up for you?”

Huo Ling’s expression remained as gentle as ever, showing no anger over the earlier humiliation. He lowered his head and quietly ate. “I don’t know, just ignore it.”

In the afternoon, Sheng Nuan completed the paperwork for the Mecha Special Training Class and obtained access passes to the mecha training facility.

This was her chance to get in touch with and familiarize herself with mechas as soon as possible…

After school, Sheng Nuan originally planned to give Huo Ling a ride home to break the ice, but after waiting a while without seeing him, and with Sheng Siyang constantly complaining that he was hungry, they went home first.

Huo Ling left school late and didn’t go directly back to the Sheng family… because by now, he would have missed dinner, and he knew no one would save food for him.

He took the bus to Qiangwei Street.

He worked part-time in the kitchen of a restaurant there. Two hours’ work could earn him some money and a meal.

When he often went hungry at the Sheng family, this was how he got by… After all, he was nineteen, in the middle of his growth years, and his leg was still injured. Frequent hunger would only worsen his health.

He had things to accomplish. If he couldn’t swallow his pride and let his body grow weaker… what he wanted to do would become even more out of reach!

Thinking of those scenes filled with gunpowder smoke, corpses, and cries as far as the eye could see, he slowly lowered his head, forcefully suppressing the overwhelming hatred in his eyes!

As for the sudden change in the Sheng siblings?

Who would believe that he lived in the Sheng family, practically the wealthiest household on Imperial Star, yet couldn’t even get enough to eat? So… to say the Sheng siblings had any goodwill toward him—how could that be possible?

Arriving at the restaurant, Huo Ling changed into his work clothes and began working, silently playing the role of the “country bumpkin” part-time worker, as the chef called him.

Just as he dragged a big bag of garbage out the back door to toss into the dumpster, he saw someone stagger out of the bar’s back door next door, slightly drunk and humming a tune.

It was Du Cheng, who had tripped him in the cafeteria earlier…

Du Cheng, humming, unzipped his pants to relieve himself.

Huo Ling glanced at the wall above Du Cheng’s head, where a nylon rod was fixed, hanging with a mess of tangled electrical wires.

In the next moment, a screw slid from his sleeve into his hand. Without a trace, Huo Ling raised his hand and flicked the thumb-thick screw.

With a sharp ding, the screw struck the rusted iron clamp securing the nylon rod… The clamp loosened, causing the rod to tilt downward. In the next moment, the tangled mess of wires came crashing down, landing squarely on Du Cheng’s head.

Sparks flew from a nearby electrical box. Before Du Cheng could react, he convulsed and collapsed to the ground…

He didn’t see, across the street, someone in work clothes and rubber gloves slowly closing the restaurant’s back door…