"So! Wang Qi, have you realized the error in your thinking?" Zhang Yemiao planted her hands on her hips, standing before Wang Qi. He was being criticized by the girls for using his magic to scan Zou Moan’s entire body.

Wang Qi nodded. "Sorry!" Though he said the words, his tone was utterly unapologetic—no trace of remorse in his voice.

Zhang Yemiao puffed out her cheeks. "Hmph! They sent me to correct your behavior! As Dorm Leader, I must fulfill my duty today and deal with you, the disgrace of our dorm!"

She stomped her foot. A pair of scissors materialized in her hand.

Wang Qi, who had been nonchalant until now, instinctively clenched his legs together the moment he saw the scissors. "Ah—ah! Dorm Leader, let’s talk this over calmly! No need for weapons!"

Zhang Yemiao smugly twirled the scissors. "Heh~ Regretting it now? Let me tell you—today, I won’t let you escape until I’ve given you a mottled pig haircut!"

What was a "mottled pig"? An ugly pig with wildly uneven patches of black and white fur. And a "mottled pig haircut"? A haphazard, deliberately ugly chop-job on his head.

Wang Qi paused, then relaxed. *Oh. I thought she meant castration…* Though that wasn’t realistic anyway—he was the only guy left in the dorm now.

His expression shifted instantly to disdain. He glared down at his Dorm Leader as if to say, "*Is that all?*"

Zhang Yemiao’s anger flared at his look. Truthfully, she had little leverage over Wang Qi—but his earlier magic scan of Zou Moan…

Slowly, she put away the scissors.

And pulled out a giant nail instead.

She drove it into the ground.

"This is a 200% Soundproofing Nail. They can’t hear us now." Zhang Yemiao glanced back. No one seemed to be watching from the temporary shelter.

She leaned close to Wang Qi, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction. "If you wanted to look… you could’ve looked at *me*… Why torment Zou Moan?"

Wang Qi was flustered. He’d expected some secret, not *this*…

"You know Mo An—she’s an oblivious straight guy. That kind of… *inappropriate* behavior would upset her. And as for figures—" She spun around before him.

"My body isn’t perfect… but it’s no worse than Mo An’s, right?" She flaunted her new assets as a cute girl.

Unconsciously, Wang Qi’s gaze drifted over her. Honestly? Zhang Yemiao had a great figure. Petite, yes, and a bit flat-chested—but "flat" was relative. She still had decent curves…

While he was lost in thought, Zhang Yemiao pressed close, her warm breath brushing his ear. "Besides… you’ve already *seen all of me*, haven’t you? With your magic. Isn’t it… different from seeing it with your eyes?"

Her words jolted his memory. He vividly recalled that night—the Dorm Leader using her own body as his "textbook."

"Dorm Leader, if you keep this up… something dangerous might happen," Wang Qi muttered, hunching slightly to control the surge of heat in his veins. *Physical Enhancement* sometimes made his blood run too hot. But he *was* young—lack of impulse would be unnatural.

Zhang Yemiao blinked innocently, feigning pure, wide-eyed confusion—a perfect little loli act that made anyone want to take her to see the goldfish.

Wang Qi gripped her shoulders, his fingers tightening just enough to make her wince. Yet she kept that angelic smile. "Will Big Brother take me to play?"

"Dorm Leader, I was wrong! I won’t do it again! Please spare me!" Wang Qi chickened out.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Zhang Yemiao’s face—but she’d expected this. Such mild teasing wouldn’t make Wang Qi lose control. Not with those two nearby. She’d need a truly private moment to lure him into crossing the line…

Wang Qi yanked the 200% Soundproofing Nail from the ground. *This thing’s surprisingly useful.* Some stats were pointless even at 200%—like Zhang Yemiao’s strength. Doubling it still wouldn’t stop him from tossing her aside with one hand. But soundproofing? At 200%, did it block *all* sound? Even if not, the insulation must be incredible.

"Dorm Leader, how many nails like this do you have?"

Zhang Yemiao tucked the nail into her spatial storage. "I only had one night to prepare. So… Magic Recovery Nails, Vision-Blocking Nails, Soundproofing Nails, Stamina Recovery Nails, Endurance Nails… Basically, the standard kit for hiding and healing after a defeat."

*Our Dorm Leader’s surprisingly sneaky.*

*She’s a master at surviving.* Against an unbeatable foe, unless they killed her in one hit, she could bury a few nails, hide in the zone, and fully recover.

Wang Qi stared at her with newfound respect. Zhang Yemiao didn’t understand his look. After putting the nail away, she walked toward the shelter. *Clueless idiot. I threw myself at him, and he still won’t make a move. Even beasts know to mate—you’re worse than beasts, Wang Qi!*

*Wait… beasts?*

*Hold on!*

Zhang Yemiao suddenly remembered one of her stat bonuses: *Charm Enhancement*. And for Wang Qi specifically… *X Ability Enhancement*?

*Is that even appropriate for adults?*

She’d recently realized how powerful *Mastery of Objects* was—but *X Ability*? That was too much.

*Should I gift Wang Qi a set?*

*Then I’d wear a full Charm set… and with both bonuses combined… Wang Qi would lose control. Overwhelmed by primal instinct, he’d pin me down like a wild beast, thrusting into me violently until…*

Her face flushed crimson. She dashed to her room, planted a Soundproofing Nail, and began exploring the secrets of her new body.

"Tsk tsk tsk! I *knew* the Dorm Leader was up to something." A colorful, open eye floated in Zou Moan’s palm as she retracted her magic. "You should’ve seen her posture… She practically wanted to pounce on Wang Qi! Just like a love-struck girl!"

Zou Moan shook her head, critiquing the scene she’d witnessed. "Ping Tian, why are these two so weird? We’re roommates! We were all guys before! How did the Dorm Leader get tangled up with Wang Qi? Sure, we joke about ‘taking care of roommates,’ but… shouldn’t we be chasing girls instead? That’d be way more fun!"

She even added a lecherous chuckle.

Li Pingtian remained unmoved. "I think *you’re* the weird one for spying on their conversation."

"Hah?! You watched too! I may not know Divine Arts, but I know *Tranquil Observation of Heaven and Earth*—you definitely used it."

Li Pingtian stayed silent.

Which meant no denial.

So even Zhang Yemiao’s soundproofing couldn’t block things that didn’t rely on sound.

Zou Moan smirked knowingly. "What’s so great about Wang Qi anyway? He’s not as handsome as me, not as strong, and his ability has no future. The Dorm Leader’s better off with *me*—I’d help her soar! And now that we’re girls, exploring each other’s differences sounds fun, right? Heh~"

Li Pingtian ignored her suggestive grin. "Then why were you screaming when he scanned you with magic earlier? The Dorm Leader went to get justice for you."

"*Justice*? She was just grabbing a chance to be alone with him."

"And… why are you staring at *me*?" Zou Moan, mid-rant, noticed Li Pingtian’s fixed gaze. Unlike Wang Qi, she couldn’t read micro-expressions.

Li Pingtian paused. "Do you… like Wang Qi?"

"*Hah?*"

"Your words just now… sounded like jealousy."

Zou Moan froze, replaying her own words. *Jealous?*

*Was I really jealous?*

Li Pingtian rarely lied. Her expression was serious.

*Could I actually… like Wang Qi?* Panic surged. Was her disgust at the pair just sour grapes because *she* wasn’t the one involved?

*That can’t be!*

*We’ve always had pure friendship!* She remembered her days on *X-Sphere*—she’d been an orphan top laner!

*Born to solo lane in solitude!*

"If you truly don’t feel that way, keep your distance from Wang Qi," Li Pingtian warned. "After his Physical Enhancement, his pheromones might be dangerously potent. In short—any woman near him long enough will naturally fall for him. Even if we were men before."

Zou Moan paled. "That creepy?"

"Humans can’t defy pheromones. Unless you reach Level 6 and forge your Spiritual World to resist bodily instincts, your body will keep emitting ‘I like him’ signals. Eventually, your mind will accept it."

The moment Li Pingtian finished, Zou Moan bolted out. She grabbed Wang Qi—the very guy Zhang Yemiao had just teased—and shook him. "You bastard! Why don’t *I* have Physical Enhancement?!"

She looked utterly aggrieved.

Wang Qi was baffled. *What’s her problem?*

"Aren’t you the ‘late-game god’ with Magic Proficiency?"

"I want Physical Enhancement *now*."

Wang Qi studied her seriously. "You really want it?"

Zou Moan’s eyes lit up. *Is this possible?*

"You can give it to me?"

Wang Qi chuckled. "Of course not. And even if I could—I wouldn’t give it to *you*."

"WANG QI! I’LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU! TAKE MY FIREBALL!"

…Li Pingtian facepalmed. Even *she* couldn’t stay composed. *She just told her to keep distance, and she rushes over like this? Is she trying to max out her affection meter?*