Infinite: Starting from Resident Evil

"I wandered around for a little while." Shen Ye nodded.

How do you feel?

Shen Ye found it strange that Joan of Arc asked such a question. Could it be that she had been a teacher for too long and wanted him to write a review?

After thinking for a moment, Shen Ye replied, "The environment here is very nice, the landscaping is excellent, and the students are very friendly, and very enthusiastic. I've received notes with my contact information from female students more than once."

"Besides that?" Joan of Arc hadn't expected such an answer. "Didn't you feel the strong academic atmosphere here?"

Shen Ye honestly replied, "I don't really like reading, so I can't feel it."

Joan of Arc paused, then recalled how Shen Ye had fallen asleep during class, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Alright, I've figured it out."

Then she asked again, "Speaking of which, did you accept any notes from those female students?"

Shen Ye shrugged: "What do you think? Of course, if it's from you, I think I'll still accept it."

Jeanne could tell that Shen Ye was praising her, but she said, "I'm a teacher, not a teenage girl with nowhere to vent her frustrations. I wouldn't do something like leaving my contact information to someone."

"That's a real shame, because I really did think about it." Shen Ye shook his head, feigning regret.

Joan of Arc could see that Shen Ye was just pretending. After thinking for a moment, she said with a smile, "If you really want it, then we'll have to see how you perform tonight."

"Do you mean drinking?" Shen Ye raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Otherwise what? We’ve only known each other for a few hours.” Jeanne raised an eyebrow slightly, but she knew Shen Ye was saying it on purpose, so she didn’t mind the flirtatious tone in his words.

“Yes, it was only a few hours, but I was your student during those few hours,” Shen Ye said. “Couldn’t you make an exception for the sake of our teacher-student relationship? I listened to your lecture for a full hour.”

Joan of Arc glanced at him and said indifferently, "To be precise, it was ten minutes. You slept for the remaining fifty minutes."

Shen Ye gave an awkward "uh," scratched his head, and said, "How about I pay you to give me a private lesson?"

"Forget it, I don't want to talk for an hour to a student who falls asleep as soon as class starts," Joan said, pouting.

Before Shen Ye could speak again, she walked to the motorcycle, mounted it, and used her two incredibly long and beautiful legs to support herself on the ground. Then she said to the man behind her, "However, if I am satisfied with your performance tonight, I will give you a chance."

"Shall we exchange numbers?" Shen Ye straightened up and asked.

“No.” Joan of Arc shook her head, turned to look at him, and said something completely unrelated to their previous rambling: “It’s an opportunity to pursue me.”

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Chapter 492! The Bottom Line of Acceptance

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Joan of Arc herself didn't know why she said that. Perhaps she felt that her life over the past few hundred years had been too lonely, so after meeting a man who looked somewhat pleasing to the eye, she wanted to try the taste of love.

Or perhaps she felt that there weren't many witches left in the world, so she wanted to do her part to ensure the continuation of her race?

But in either case, she had to admit that she did seem to have a certain fondness for the Eastern man sitting behind her.

However, this slight liking wasn't enough for her to fall in love with Shen Ye at first sight, so her words actually carried a hint of joking.

Perhaps she wasn't joking, after all, she herself didn't understand what she was thinking.

She felt that she should give it a try.

Shen Ye naturally sensed the joking element in Joan of Arc's words. He wasn't disappointed at all; instead, he joked, "Do you want to lay a hand on your own student?"

“You’re just a temporary student,” Joan of Arc corrected him, then, after a moment’s thought, suddenly laughed, “Don’t you want to try a forbidden teacher-student relationship?”

Shen Ye blinked, said nothing, and simply placed his hands on Jeanne's shoulders, just as he had done before they arrived.

Witches have such strange personalities, completely different from ordinary humans. You can't take everything they say seriously, but you can't take everything they say completely false either. So he should think carefully about how much truth there is in that statement.

Seeing that Shen Ye remained silent, Joan of Arc did not speak further and started the motorcycle.

After the motorcycle drove out of the school, Jeanne glanced at the hand on her shoulder, her silver-gray eyes flashing with an inexplicable light: "You can try putting your arm around my waist."

Shen Ye glanced down at Joan of Arc's slender waist, which was as graceful as a water snake even though she was wearing a leather coat, and felt a surge of desire in his heart, but he still asked, "Really?"

"That's why I said I'd try. If my body resists, then it's not okay," Joan said. She wasn't against being in contact with men, but not overly intimately. Like now, after she said that, Shen Ye actually moved his hands from her shoulders to her waist, and his fingertips slid down her back.

"Do you feel anything?"

"It's okay, it's just a little itchy."

Joan of Arc found that she was actually not averse to it, and that what she said was true. She was indeed a little itchy, but she couldn't tell whether it was a physical itch or an itch caused by her heart fluttering. Having not been in love for hundreds of years, she couldn't tell at all.

Moreover, she didn't notice that Shen Ye's hands were pressed in a somewhat dangerous position. Although they were indeed on her waist, if they were just a little lower, they could touch her peach-like buttocks.

After that, there was a long silence. The only sound was the motorcycle engine. However, neither of them was at peace. One was trying to figure out his own thoughts, while the other was enjoying the witch's incredibly elastic waist.

Shortly after, the motorcycle stopped in front of a bar.

Of course, this pub couldn't possibly be the one opened by Rodin, the important male supporting character in the game; it's just a typical beer hall in Europe.

Joan of Arc must be a regular here. After entering, she greeted the maid who was welcoming them and then led Shen Ye to a seat.

Joan of Arc gestured with her eyes to the waitress who was greeting them to wait a moment, then asked Shen Ye, who was sitting opposite her, "What kind of beer do you like?"

Shen Ye was surveying the tavern when he noticed that many customers were drinking and playing cards, much like the Yellow Flag Bar in Roanapur. The only difference was that, apart from cards and alcohol, there were no guns on the tables.

Upon hearing Joan of Arc's question, Shen Ye shook his head: "I don't know much about beer, whatever."

Back in China, he would occasionally go out for late-night snacks with colleagues or friends, and of course, he would order beer. However, the industrial beers he drank at those late-night snacks all tasted the same, and by the end, they were just like drinking water.

"In that case, let's start with two cups of Bock."

Joan of Arc snapped her fingers at the maid beside her and then casually took off the red-rimmed glasses that had been perched on her forehead and placed them on the table.

Seeing that Joan of Arc only ordered two beers, Shen Ye was speechless. It was obvious that she wanted to drink them straight!

Shen Ye wasn't very interested in alcohol before, but after drinking it more often, he gradually started to like it. Even at home, Tifa would mix drinks for him every day. But no matter how he drank, where he drank, or what kind of alcohol he drank, he wasn't used to drinking it on its own. He always had to have some snacks with it, even if it was a drink mixed by Tifa.

So Shen Ye immediately said, "Shall we order something else? For example... we can order a few snacks to go with the drinks."

“This is a beer hall, not a restaurant. Have you ever seen anyone order food while drinking in a bar?” Joan of Arc retorted.

Shen Ye really wanted to say that bars in China allow you to order food, and some even offer hot pot, let alone this place which is a beer hall. He also noticed that the table next to him had ordered a sausage, but after thinking about it, he decided not to say it.

At that moment, the pub waitress brought over two large glasses of brownish-red beer.

Seeing the color of the beer, Shen Ye's heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't know much about beer, he had heard that the darker the color of the beer, the less complete the fermentation and the higher the alcohol content. However, he didn't know if it was true or not.

After watching the silver-haired witch elegantly down half a glass of beer in one gulp, Shen Ye also picked up his beer glass, took a sip, and then frowned.

It's a bit bitter and has a high alcohol content; this is definitely a strong beer.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand why Joan of Arc didn't order any snacks to go with her drinks. Judging from the situation, the silver-haired witch was trying to get him drunk.

However, I don't get drunk that easily, especially not just beer, even strong beer, he thought to himself.

But he still didn't like drinking this kind of beer with a strong bitter taste. After forcing himself to drink half a glass, he finally understood why industrial beer was so popular in China. The refreshing taste was better than anything else.

Seeing that Shen Ye's brows remained furrowed for a long time, Joan of Arc could tell at a glance that he didn't like the taste of this beer. She shook her head slightly, made a compromise, and then snapped her fingers to summon a maid.

"Give him a sausage, and then a glass of Pilsner."

As she spoke, the silver-haired witch picked up the half-finished beer Shen Ye had drunk and downed it in one gulp.

Seeing Shen Ye's astonished gaze, the silver-haired witch wiped the foam off her lips with her finger, her face burning, but she said in a calm tone, "Thrift is a virtue. The bread used to make this drink would have sold for 500,000 marks here seventy years ago."

In fact, she just wanted to test where her bottom line was in terms of acceptance of the man in front of her.

But now it seems like it could go even lower?

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Chapter 493! Victors and Defeaters

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The second beer that Jeanne ordered for Shen Ye was quickly served. It was a lighter-colored beer with a strong malt aroma.

But Shen Ye just stared at the beer and showed no intention of making a move.

Seeing Shen Ye remain motionless for a long time, Jeanne rested her delicate chin on her left hand, twirled her right fingers around her beer mug, and said in a light tone, "Give it a try. If you still don't like it, I can continue to help."

Since Joan of Arc had said so, Shen Ye had no choice but to reluctantly pick up the wine glass, take a small sip, and then let out a long breath. Although it was still a bit bitter, the taste was surprisingly good.

Gently setting down his wine glass, Shen Ye looked at the silver-haired witch opposite him: "Miss Jeanne, it seems you'll have to drink by yourself."

Do you think I really want to drink the wine you drank?

Joan of Arc glanced at Shen Ye, then thought to herself, well, actually, the feeling of being embarrassed after being bold and reckless is quite nice.

This was a feeling she had never experienced in her hundreds of years.

Thinking this to herself, Joan of Arc suddenly smiled, but she quickly suppressed the smile on her face. However, the smile in her eyes did not disappear, and her thoughts began to stir.

Witches have never been a race that likes to be passive.

Shen Ye looked at Joan of Arc, who suddenly smiled and then returned to normal, and felt a little strange. Although he often dealt with women, he didn't really understand women's hearts, let alone the woman in front of him, who was a witch with a changeable personality.

Just as Shen Ye was wondering what the silver-haired witch was thinking, he suddenly saw Jeanne pull her collar, which was almost up to her chin, outwards, as if she was looking for something.

Just as Shen Ye was wondering, Joan of Arc found the zipper hidden behind her collar. Then, she saw Joan of Arc slowly unzip the zipper until it reached her chest before stopping.