Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 801 How Many Steps Does It Take to Subdue a Subordinate?

Fu Qinghai, who had just returned to Calida, was quite busy.

The principal, vice-principal, and director of the political department took turns talking to him. As the most special student in this cohort, his situation was not simply a matter of being conscripted to the front lines. Reports from the New Vision Society and the Imperial Security Bureau were constantly being sent to Calida Star, making the school's higher-ups pay close attention to this student.

Fu Qinghai strictly adhered to the confidentiality regulations of the Di'an Bureau. Whenever the school leaders inquired about the details of the mission, he would only briefly mention the parts that could be discussed, avoiding the rest under the pretext of secrecy. However, he did not skimp on flattery, attributing all his achievements to the school's careful cultivation.

The principal also told him some news:
The Blade Team will be allowed to graduate early.

Fu Qinghai had anticipated this.

For the Imperial Army, the Blade Squad is a mature fighter squadron that has been tempered by real combat. Staying in military academy would be a complete waste. They can only be effective if they enter service as soon as possible.

As for Fu Qinghai personally, he also hoped to graduate early and serve in the military as soon as possible—he had already exhausted all the knowledge in all the textbooks of the twelve majors of the Imperial Engineering Academy, and there was no point in staying here any longer.

Fu Qinghai walked out of the administration building.

I noticed a familiar figure standing at the door.

Merten Saxony.

The young master of Mandalorian had his hair slicked back in a neat, shiny gold style, with his temples shaved clean. He stood with his arms crossed at the entrance of the administration building, his serious expression combined with the bruises on his face making him look somewhat inexplicably comical.

"I was just looking for an excuse to come to you, and you've delivered yourself right to my door..." Fu Qinghai thought to himself.

“I challenge you in accordance with the Mandalorian creed.”

Melten stared intently at Fu Qinghai and said in a deep voice:
"One-on-one, no sneak attacks."

“But I am not a Mandalorian.”

Fu Qinghai found it a little funny.

"It's your honor."

Melten continued to stare intently at Fu Qinghai:
"I am able to accept duel invitations in accordance with the Mandalorian Creed."

Fu Qinghai scoffed dismissively.

If you're afraid of being ambushed or ganged up on, just say so.

Just when Merten thought he was going to be rejected.

"can."

Fu Qinghai gave an answer that surprised him.

"Any method is fine, you can choose any venue, you can play as many matches as you want, until you are completely convinced."

Fu Qinghai stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at him calmly.

……

"boom!"

Merten was slammed hard onto the floor mat.

His face made intimate contact with the cushion, and in that instant he felt the cushion harden like a stone slab, making his head buzz and his vision spin.

Fu Qinghai turned around, took off his large wrestling uniform, and casually threw it on the mat, revealing his muscular upper body.

"Remember to clean this place up before you leave."

Fu Qinghai walked towards the locker room without looking back.

……

"Smack!" "Ouch!"

Melten cried out in pain as the blaster pistol in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. He clutched his aching hand, moved his fingers, and realized that he had only been splashed by the blaster beam; the opponent had accurately hit the pistol in his hand.

Fu Qinghai twirled the trigger ring with his finger and then put the blaster pistol back into its holster at his waist.

The two men stood in the center of the shooting range, fifty meters apart, engaging in a Western cowboy-style gun duel.

The Mandalorians have undoubtedly lost again.

……

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Two 74-Z flying motorcycles are flying close to the ground, rushing side by side into the complex, maze-like weathered rock formations of the Gobi Desert.

This simple and lightweight single-person anti-gravity vehicle had no protective measures. The terrain in this weathered rock was intricate and winding. Once it hit the rocks, it would result in a fatal accident. However, neither driver intended to slow down. They twisted the throttle to the floor and kept accelerating.

"Oh!"

Merten couldn't dodge in time and crashed headfirst into a mushroom-shaped pillar. The motorcycle's tail suddenly jerked upwards, throwing him off his seat. In mid-air, Merten suddenly felt time slow down, and past memories began to flash back one by one...

He suddenly felt a tremendous pulling force on his neck; a hand grabbed the back of Merten's collar, narrowly avoiding the oncoming weathered stone pillar.

Melten snapped out of his daze in the blink of an eye, turned around in horror to look around, and found himself being dragged by Aoyama with one hand as he sped through the jagged rocks, his face stinging from the wind.

……

"The armor is part of the Mandalorian's body."

As Melten put on his armor, he said:
"A Mandalorian without armor is incomplete. Only by wearing armor can a Mandalorian unleash their true power. Of course, you can also wear your own armor."

Ha ha……

Upon hearing this, Fu Qinghai twitched the corner of his mouth.

Merten has started to cheat.

Can I wear my armor too? Is the defense of a stormtrooper's armor even a hair's breadth from a Mandalorian's armor? If you want to cheat, just say so. Why make up such lame excuses?

As for my real armor? If Fu Qinghai wore the Azure Shell Power Armor, he could punch Melten into a picture, so flat on the ground that he couldn't even put it back on.

Melten not only donned the Mandalorian armor, but he also began wearing wrist-mounted weapons in both his left and right hands.

Wrist-mounted weapons, like jetpacks, are an important part of Mandalorian armor. They refer to the miniature weapons worn on the arm armor and come in a wide variety of types.

Merten at least had some self-respect; he chose a dart launcher and a whip-rope thrower as his wrist-mounted weapons, instead of more underhanded equipment like the Whistlebird mini-missile launcher, and he didn't wear a jetpack.

Aren't you wearing armor?

After Melten finished dressing, he looked at Fu Qinghai.

"I do not need."

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said.

"I know you held back before."

Melten stared intently at Fu Qinghai and said seriously:

"But this time I will give it my all without holding back!"

"You'd better be able to unleash your full potential."

Fu Qinghai couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this.

Don't end up only sheepishly saying:
"I'm so sorry I couldn't make Lord Aoyama enjoy himself."

It should be noted that among the more than 1,500 Space Marines in the Ironclad Legion, only a handful of two or three were qualified to serve as sparring partners for Green Mountain Khan.

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Melten glared at him fiercely.

"hope so."

Fu Qinghai nodded and said sincerely.

The two were now in a clearing in a sparse grove of trees on the outskirts of the campus. Merten slowly put on his helmet, his face hidden behind a T-shaped black visor.

Fu Qinghai stood opposite him empty-handed.

"Whoosh!"

Merten suddenly clenched his fist and raised his right hand. A thin metal rope instantly popped out of the projector on his wrist. At the same time, Fu Qinghai raised both arms, letting the thin metal rope "whoosh" around his waist and then quickly tighten and choke him.

The other end of the thin metal rope was connected to the launcher on Merten's wrist. Fu Qinghai grabbed the metal rope and pulled it back. Faced with this huge force, Merten was caught off guard and stumbled forward, being pulled over.

In his haste, he raised his left arm, and two rapidly spinning black serrated discs shot out from the dart launcher.

Fu Qinghai dodged the dart by tilting his head slightly, and then threw a punch at the man who had been pulled over.

"Bah!"

Merten's helmet flew upwards.

His head tilted back, and bright red blood from his nose sprayed in a short arc in the air before splattering down, blooming into several striking dark flowers on the leaf-strewn ground.

Fu Qinghai released his grip on the thin metal rope, and the whip unwound and automatically retracted into the launcher. Melten knelt down in front of him with a "thud," seemingly stunned by the punch, his eyes glazed over, blood streaming from his mouth and nose.

"Tsk."

Fu Qinghai sighed and turned to leave.

……

Nighttime, in Fu Qinghai's single dormitory room.

The metal Venetian blinds were closed perfectly.

On a single bed, two women and a man are passionately entwined.

The relationship between these three people is complicated. They were once lovers to each other, and this messy relationship was also reflected in their sex life. The threesome was not simply two women surrounding one man; the two women also interacted frequently.

After all, the two of them had been quite adventurous before.

……

afterwards.

Fu Qinghai leaned back against the headboard, with Ai Luowen and Luo Xi on either side. One was leaning on his shoulder, and the other was lying on his lap. Both women were exhausted and their bodies were limp, so they were taking a quiet nap.

Fu Qinghai reached for a glass of cold water from the bedside table and handed it to Roxie, who was leaning on his shoulder. After she slowly drank half of it, he handed it to Elowen, who was lying on his lap, to give the two women, who were so high that they were dehydrated, some water.

"Speaking of that Merten Saxon."

Fu Qinghai put down the empty cup and said:

Do you know him well?

"You don't actually think there's something between him and me, do you?"

Roxie looked up in surprise and asked.

"of course not."

Fu Qinghai shook his head slightly and explained:
"I'm just a little curious about that guy."

"He's the kind of man who's easy to understand..."

Roxy thought about it seriously for a moment and said:
"It's obvious that the father or mother in the family holds a high position and has a strong personality. They like to use a suppressive style of education, which makes the child always desperately want to achieve something to prove himself to his parents. Coupled with the pride of being the second son of the Mandalorian and Saxon clan, he sees breaking school records as the way to achieve all this? Including his overestimation of his abilities to challenge you? These are all my guesses."

After Roxie finished speaking, he shrugged and added:

"This kind of man looks arrogant and conceited, but he is actually lonely, sensitive and fragile inside. He is using the guise of pursuing me, but he really wants to squeeze into the small circle of Yewand Hussein and the others. I can guess with my toes. He is a transfer student from Mandalorian, with no friends and no peers. His classmates all look at him with strange curiosity. He must be eager to find a group to join."

According to Roxy's account, after Merten publicly declared his pursuit of Roxy, every time Roxy and the others ate together in the canteen, Merten would uninvitedly come and sit at the same table with them, bringing his tray. Yevander and Hussein were initially annoyed by his behavior, but there was nothing they could do; the three of them together couldn't beat this Mandalorian, so they could only let him shamelessly sit with them, pretending not to see him.

Fortunately, this young man from Mandalorian was quite polite, and apart from frequently following the three of them, he didn't do anything out of line. So, over time, they got used to him following them around like a fly that they couldn't shake off, and he became an unofficial member of the trio.

Until Fu Qinghai and Ailov returned.

Roxie truly understood Merten.

Fu Qinghai rubbed his chin, thinking to himself.

Therefore, men really shouldn't pursue women who are far more sophisticated than themselves, as they are easily seen through.

Gar Saxon, Governor of Mandaloro...

Fu Qinghai pondered these two words in his mind.

He had some general ideas, but the specific plan would depend on where he was assigned to serve after graduation.

"You seem to know men quite well."

Fu Qinghai turned to look at Roxie and smiled.

"Hmph, but I still don't understand you..."

Roxie squinted, raised his chin, and leaned closer, staring into Fu Qinghai's eyes while gently stroking his cheek with his hand.

How many secrets are you still hiding?

Fu Qinghai turned his head and stared at Luo Kexi. After abandoning her cornrow dreadlocks, the tomboy had changed to a messy and casual short bob with slight curls. She gently bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and her gray-blue pupils stared straight at him. Her sculpted features were incredibly striking, and her abs were as defined as white chocolate...

Top-tier beauties are indeed androgynous; in the real world, Roxy would be a quintessential lesbian dream girl.

Fu Qinghai felt a surge of warmth in his heart once again.

Although he had been with countless women.

However, this type of girl is indeed very rare.

As he reacted, Elowin, who was sleeping peacefully on his lap, was suddenly awakened by something nudging his face.

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