Chapter 248
by Golden DragonChapter 248: A Bit Strange
“Sit here and don’t move. Keep your eyes as wide open as possible.”
Heli placed a helmet-like device on Mi Xiaoliu’s head and guided her to a seat on a machine.
Mi Xiaoliu shook her head and tried to stand up to run away.
“Don’t be afraid.”
Heli grabbed her, lifting her up so her legs dangled in the air, dodging her flailing kicks as she carried her back to the seat.
“This won’t hurt.”
It really didn’t hurt, but it looked too much like the electric chair from prison.
Mi Xiaoliu knew about electric chairs because she had sat in one before. A pink-haired researcher, just like Heli, would wet her head first—it was worse than the gun switch.
But Heli was only checking her eyes.
This was the first time the equipment transported from Shrimp Tail Island was being used, and it was on her.
Eye color is determined by the iris. Based on pigment cells, most of the Lasvedo family should have light-colored eyes, except for an unusual orange energy visible in their pupils, especially noticeable at night.
Because of this, some Lasvedo children during their rebellious phases found great satisfaction in the fact that their eyes could literally glow.
One thing was certain, the purple in Xiao Mi’s eyes was definitely harmful—perhaps making her more rebellious, for example.
From the arguments among the assistants, the purple light had a significant impact on people’s moods. Heli had personally experienced this too, feeling a sharp rise in darker emotions.
Staying away from the Purple Star gradually restored her mood, but Xiao Mi’s current condition was like carrying its radiation with her at all times.
People become irritable in hot environments, and while the Star did make the lab uncomfortably warm, Heli was certain this mood shift wasn’t due to temperature.
Heli could always use her ability to calm herself, but she couldn’t rely on it too much.
Heli pinched Mi Xiaoliu’s cheeks.
Mi Xiaoliu shook her head to dislodge her hand.
Normally, if a person’s body reacted like this, they’d turn hostile, like Spider-Man under the influence of Venom. But Xiao Mi only showed slight rebelliousness—which was a good thing.
The test results printed automatically. Heli casually handed her a piece of cake as comfort before studying the data herself.
With this little scare, Xiao Mi forgot about her idea of sharing the antidote with others.
Seeing that Heli seemed to have finished her task, Okulet spoke up.
“I need to take Misha to the university. Gloria got into trouble, and they’re asking for a parent to come.”
“Mm, go ahead.”
She responded absentmindedly, not even looking up.
The data was a bit hard to decipher—after all, she had never studied Xiao Mi before.
Putting down the document clipped to the machine, she filled a kettle to water the cultivated medicinal herbs.
But as soon as she approached, the plants began to blacken, their leaves drooping, vitality draining in an instant.
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At the University.
At this age, students are usually capable of managing themselves. It’s rare to see parents in the office unless it’s for major incidents like fights, bullying, or worse.
Okulet hadn’t had many opportunities to attend such meetings before.
Young people clash—it’s normal. Okulet checked the other student’s injuries, they weren’t severe. With modern medicine and enough money, they’d heal in two days. The real issue was one particularly stubborn parent.
Yes, just one—because Gloria hadn’t just fought one person.
Back in fifth grade, when Gloria got into a fight, Okulet had also been called in. Back then, both sides were equally injured, and the parents were polite, even exchanging business cards afterward. One of them was still his wife’s client today.
Clearly, this parent wasn’t in business—or at least, not the kind who knew how to do business properly.
“Mrs. Gloria, since she threw the first punch, how about we have her apologize privately? No need to escalate this. Things spread fast online—let’s just settle it quietly.” That was the homeroom teacher’s suggestion.
“The compensation’s already been paid.”
Okulet flipped through the booklet Shen Qing had given him. “Multiple witnesses saw your daughter and her friends cornering mine. At worst, this counts as school bullying. There’s even footage online, already nearing 200,000 views.”
“Who said that? Just standing in someone’s way isn’t cornering them! Plenty saw your daughter throwing the first punch without a word—doesn’t that count as assault?”
The parent in question was a middle-aged woman with a designer handbag and the classic short, permed hairstyle favored by women of her age.
The matching hairstyle made Okulet a little self-conscious.
The gist of the incident was that Gloria had offended someone, who then called in an upperclassman for backup. The leader was a girl named A-Jiu, rumored to be a skilled fighter.
Gloria had beaten them all. After compensation, most backed down—except for this one, whose family was well-off.
Rich, but lacking perspective and reason.
The teacher kept hinting that he should let it go.
Having been a student himself, Okulet could tell the teacher wasn’t siding with the wealthy party but with the troublemakers.
This was the kind of situation where his wife should’ve come instead. A few burly men blocking the office door would’ve shut everyone up.
“You’ve paid 200,000, right? I’ll give you 400,000—have your daughter apologize to mine in front of the whole school.”
The parent was practically begging for the bullying-turned-self-defense video to hit two million views.
Gloria laughed at that, glaring at the cowering girl across from her. “Apologize? Sure. How about I apologize every time I hit her from now on? Too much hassle—maybe I’ll prepare a few apologies in advance tomorrow.”
“You little—!” The woman’s finger nearly jabbed Gloria’s nose.
Okulet stepped between them, scratching his head in frustration.
Genuinely frustrated—he scratched for a full minute.
The car keys to a Science Ferrari dangled from that hand.
The atmosphere visibly softened.
Which only confused Okulet more.
So she was just a money-obsessed fool.
Gloria had fought at least twenty people, compensated each with over 200,000 from her own allowance without batting an eye, and still came to school like nothing happened. Had this woman not realized anything?
While the adults “amicably” discussed things, Mi Xiaoliu sat quietly on a flower bed not far from the office, eating freshly bought meat buns.
Click!
The sound of a camera shutter.
Mi Xiaoliu looked up, meeting the embarrassed gaze of a stranger.
She didn’t recognize her.
Ignoring her, she went back to her bun.
Seeing no reaction, the girl typed one-handed: “Found an ultra-cute loli who isn’t even shy around strangers.”
Mi Xiaoliu was still wearing the same outfit from the ship.
Why one-handed? Because the other arm was in a cast, slung around her neck.
After sending the message, the girl put on a serious face and approached. “Hey, are you a new student? Didn’t you know sitting on the flower beds isn’t allowed?”
Age and appearance can be deceiving. Many petite girls deliberately dress in lolita styles to compensate—assuming they’re cute enough to pull it off.
Mi Xiaoliu stood up. “I’m sorry.”
“I’ve already taken a photo. That’s a 20-yuan fine.” She waved her phone.
Mi Xiaoliu stared at her, then looked down at her buns and offered one.
Attempted bribery.jpg
“First offense, right?” The girl bent slightly, not taking the bun.
Mi Xiaoliu nodded.
“Alright… I’ll let it slide this time. You haven’t read the school rules? Add me, and I’ll send them to you.” She opened WeChat.
“Not a student here.” Mi Xiaoliu shook her head.
The girl’s eyes lit up. “You might be in the future! Might as well get familiar with the rules early.”
She just wanted her WeChat.
Not a suspicious weirdo—just someone who liked cute things and wasn’t afraid to approach them.
If she wasn’t a student here, she was probably still in middle school? Even better than a college girl pretending to be younger.
So adorable, hands clasped like she did something wrong… I just wanna comfort her—
“Hey, you! Stay the hell away from my sister!” A voice roared from afar.
A demand as contradictory as “Someone, everyone, scram!” But anger makes people say things like “I’m your dad—your dead dad.”
“Can’t beat me, so you pick on my sister?! I’ll fucking end you!” She grabbed a broom and charged.
A-Jiu’s face paled, and she bolted.
How does this gorilla have such a cute sister?!
Can’t win this—retreat!
Gloria didn’t give chase, tossing the broom aside to hug her sister. “Don’t worry, I scared the bad guy away.”
Mi Xiaoliu, who hadn’t been scared at all, suddenly started trembling in her arms.
Gloria: 💔
Heartbroken—especially when the trembling stopped the second she let go.
Mi Xiaoliu hid behind Okulet, avoiding Gloria’s gaze.
This only made Gloria angrier.
That bitch A-Jiu can’t win a fight, so she goes after Misha? I’ll have to beat her up again later.
“Explain how you got into this mess—and why they ganged up on you,” Okulet said.
“Old man, what’s that supposed to mean? They started it! They came demanding our ID numbers like they owned the place—”
Okulet understood immediately. Some upperclassmen had scammed underclassmen into handing over IDs for shady phone number registrations, promising to cancel them afterward.
Even if they were acquaintances, lending IDs was risky—but these were complete strangers who just loitered in the dorm until the girls caved.
Most freshmen, afraid of trouble, either complied or lied about not having their IDs. But Gloria stood her ground, so they ganged up on her.
This nonsense was rare in proper universities but common in vocational schools and ability-user academies—sometimes even with fake teachers collecting IDs.
Okulet shook his head but didn’t lecture her, just ruffled her hair.
“Next time something like this happens, call Shen Qing. Don’t handle it alone.”
Gloria smacked his hand away, annoyed.
Okulet withdrew, dejected.
Mi Xiaoliu looked up.
He rested his hand on her head instead.
Comfort regained.
“One thing’s been bugging me, though,” Gloria said, staring at her hand.
“What is it?”
“That day, I felt weirdly irritable… and like my ability was about to go out of control.”
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