noffsinger Ch. 105 - A Knife to the Butt - Let Me Open Your Eyes[1]
Ch. 105 - A Knife to the Butt - Let Me Open Your Eyes[1]
"I... I surrender..."Yang Ziyu looked at the Purple-Eyed Fox's condition, tears welling in her eyes.
The slime bounced happily off the arena, continuously nuzzling against Chen Shu's shoulder.
Out of the kindness of his heart, Chen Shu gently consoled her: "The deceased wasn't injured too badly, right?"
"..."
Yang Ziyu couldn't hold it in anymore. Her face was full of grievance as she said, "You lied to me?!"
Chen Shu scratched his head. "No I didn't. I said little sisters are meant to be doted on. Doesn't your heart ache right now?"[2]
"Hahahaha!"
At these words, the entire crowd burst into laughter.
Those who knew Chen Shu, like Xu Xiaoyu and the others, weren't surprised at all. This was absolutely something Chen Shu would say.
"Alright! All medical expenses will be covered by the school. It won't delay your training progress!"
Shen Wushuang stepped forward. As special training class students, they frequently had combat practice. Injuries were inevitable, so the school naturally provided support.
"Free medical treatment?!"
Many breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn't expected things to be so humane.
Just then, the slime that had been nuzzling Chen Shu suddenly did a flip, crashed to the ground, violently convulsed, and started drooling uncontrollably from its mouth.
"Teacher, my slime suffered internal injuries!"
Chen Shu shouted loudly while pointing incredulously at Yang Ziyu: "Your contract spirit is truly formidable! I bow before you!"
"..."
The entire venue was petrified. They'd seen shameless people before, but never anyone THIS shameless.
You literally just sat your full weight on her spirit and nearly squeezed its guts out, and you're claiming YOU got internal injuries?
Shen Wushuang's mouth twitched. "Can you please stop drooling..."
"Put away your Oscar-worthy slime. Next match!"
Shen Wushuang couldn't be bothered to deal with Chen Shu anymore. It was only the second day of teaching, and he could already tell this batch of students was going to be a handful.
The following matches finally returned to normal, and Shen Wushuang's heart began to feel a bit of comfort—
Until Xu Xingxing took the stage...
Because the Mutant Thunderbird was an A-rank contract spirit, Xu Xingxing's opponent had a B-rank spirit.
This was to prevent gifted students from meeting each other too early.
As for Chen Shu's F-rank—was his F a normal F?
The arena had now descended into a stalemate.
The Mutant Thunderbird and the Iron Armored Turtle were on stage, staring each other down. The Thunderbird couldn't break through the Turtle's defense, while the Turtle couldn't hit the Thunderbird—plus it was a defense-type, so its attack power wasn't even strong.
The Iron Armored Turtle had a placid temperament and extremely high obedience. It would never lose its composure.
Even when the Thunderbird taunted it endlessly, the Turtle remained completely unfazed. Eventually, it just retreated into its shell.
You do you! I'm just gonna ignore you!
"Could you possibly BE any more boring?!"
The students in the class were going crazy. In their entire lives, they'd never seen a Beast Tamer battle like this.
"Let's go grab lunch."
Chen Shu and his two companions discussed amongst themselves, ready to head to the cafeteria.
Xu Xingxing had also stopped caring about her match, just letting the Mutant Thunderbird do whatever it wanted.
Seeing the three of them about to leave the Beast Taming Arena arm in arm—
"Alright! Alright!"
Shen Wushuang finally couldn't take it anymore. He stepped forward and helplessly announced a new rule: "If there's no winner within one hour, the match will be decided by Beast Tamer rank and contract spirit potential rating!"
"Liu Feng, you don't have any objections, right?"
The Iron Armored Turtle's owner nodded. He didn't want to continue either.
What should've ended in a single morning had been dragged into the afternoon because of Xu Xingxing.
"Come back this afternoon when classes resume! Go eat lunch."
The special training class students scattered like a flock of birds, forming their own little groups as they headed toward the cafeteria.
Because of dorm assignments, the class had already split into various cliques from the start.
Chen Shu spoke up: "Old Xie, let me ask you something."
"What?"
"How exactly have you survived this long?"
"..."
Anyone with a worse temper who suddenly found a green light on their head would definitely fight Xie Sunan to the death.
Xie Sunan answered with a serious expression: "Strength, courage, wisdom... none of that matters. The key is running fast!"
The three of them joked around as they arrived at the cafeteria. Classes hadn't officially ended yet, but they were in the special training class, so naturally they had privileges.
"Chen Shu, your slime is so strong. Going for first place?"
The three of them ate and chatted.
Chen Shu said, "Obviously. The world's too arrogant. I can't keep a low profile anymore."
"So you're Chen Shu?"
Just then, Tang Lie walked over with his arms crossed.
Behind him followed not only Wang Yun and Hong Ming—his two lackeys—but even the new transfer student Du Long was with him.
Chen Shu smiled slightly, not even raising his head. "Don't be a stranger. Just call me Uncle."
Tang Lie froze, then quickly caught on. He said coldly, "You beat up my people?"
"Hm? Those two are YOUR people?"
Chen Shu turned to look at Wang Yun and Hong Ming, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"What exactly is the relationship between you three? Something seems a little... off to me?"
Tang Lie took a deep breath, forcing down his anger. "I've looked into you. You've got talent—standing out from the regular class, making it into the special training class."
"As long as you stay away from Xu Xiaoyu, I'll let bygones be bygones!"
"Young Master Tang, no need to be polite with him!" Du Long sneered from the side. "Just an F-rank contract spirit."
Though Chen Shu's slime was formidable, it had only faced B-rank spirits. Du Long didn't take it seriously at all.
He had an A-rank dragon-type contract spirit. His bloodline was inherently superior.
Chen Shu suddenly stood up. With his imposing physique, the pressure was immediate.
He let out a sigh and said to Du Long: "Little Dragon Boy, right now I just want to stab your butt with a little knife!"
"What?" Du Long frowned, not understanding.
"To open your eyes, obviously!"
Fury flashed in Du Long's eyes. His fists clenched, and a conflict was about to erupt.
But Tang Lie waved his hand and said with a smile: "I hope you can still talk this tough during this afternoon's matches."
Options suddenly appeared before Chen Shu's eyes.
[Option 1: Calmly say, "I'll always be this hard." Completion reward: Medium Beast Taming Power]
[Option 2: Say to Xie Sunan, "Old Xie, spread some love to him!" Completion reward: Slime jump power +5%]
[Option 3: Incite the regular students to gang-beat Tang Lie! Completion reward: Slime body size +5%]
[1] "A knife to the butt opens your eyes" (小刀扎屁股——开眼了): A crude but popular 歇后语 (two-part allegorical saying), especially common in Northeast China. It means "to witness something unprecedented that broadens your horizons." The humor comes from the double meaning: a knife to the buttocks would literally make your eyes fly open in shock—just like seeing something mind-blowing. Chen Shu weaponizes this saying by threatening to literally give Du Long an "eye-opening" experience.
[2] Wordplay on "疼" (téng): This character means both "to dote on/love dearly" and "to ache/hurt." Chen Shu's original line "sisters are meant to be doted on" (疼) delivers the punchline here: her heart now "aches" (疼) from watching her spirit get crushed. Same word, both meanings apply.