Chapter 133: 114. Heading to the Tianren Pavilion Headquarters
After the bath, Lin Zichen emerged from the bathroom, looking refreshed and revitalized.
Shen Qinghan’s jade-like hands were so warm and soft, the touch was incredibly comfortable; under her careful kneading, every second was a supreme delight.
“My skills aren’t bad, right?”
Dressed in just a sundress, Shen Qinghan followed Lin Zichen at a leisurely pace, a hint of smugness on her face.
Sure, it was good, but it still couldn’t compare to mine… Lin Zichen thought to himself, nodding in agreement: “Your skills are indeed good; they really make me want to linger.”
Winning Lin Zichen’s approval made Shen Qinghan feel quite pleased with herself.
She walked around to face Lin Zichen, with sparkling peach blossom eyes, she smiled and suggested, “Then, next time we take a bath, let’s do it just like we did just now. You help me scrub my back first, and after I’m comfortable, I’ll help you scrub, what do you think?”
“Deal!” Lin Zichen agreed without hesitation.
Before they knew it,
it was nearly 12 noon.
It was time for lunch.
Lin Zichen suggested going out to eat, but Shen Qinghan, claiming it was too hot outside and that she didn’t want to sweat right after bathing, proposed they order takeout and eat at home.
Most people could just carry an umbrella, walk slowly, and eat in an air-conditioned restaurant without sweating too much.
But Shen Qinghan was not most people; she had a constitution that sweated easily. A little exercise or a slight rise in temperature would leave her drenched in sweat.
“What would you like to eat?”
Lin Zichen took out his phone, opened the university’s app, navigated to the takeout section, and showed the screen to Shen Qinghan, asking her opinion.
Looking at the unfamiliar interface on the screen, Shen Qinghan asked curiously, “What takeout platform is this? I’ve never seen it before.”
“This is the Shanhai University app, which includes a delivery platform exclusive to the school, a store for exchanging evolution resources, and all kinds of other convenient features.”
“That sounds really handy.”
“It is quite convenient. You can download it by scanning this QR code in the student handbook.”
“I’ll download it too.”
Shen Qinghan promptly took out her phone to scan the code and download the app.
Lin Zichen reminded her, “You still haven’t said what you want to eat.”
“Anything is fine, I’ll just have the same as you.”
“Then I’ll order potato chicken stew.”
After making his choice, Lin Zichen selected potato chicken stew on the page and spent 50 yuan to place an order for two servings.
One serving was 25 yuan—takeout was outrageously expensive these days… He couldn’t help but grumble to himself as he looked at the payment message on his phone.
At that moment, Shen Qinghan chimed in, “This university app also sells fresh vegetables, rice, and meat. You can buy everything you need for daily necessities like grains, oils, and condiments. How about we buy our groceries and cook our own meals in the future?”
“That’s a good idea.”
Lin Zichen agreed instantly without a second thought.
If they could cook their own food, they certainly should; it was better to minimize ordering takeout.
Of course, this was under the premise that their cooking skills were up to par.
Both Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan were masterful in the kitchen, making everything delicious.
One was a natural, able to cook just from watching videos.
The other had learned from her mother since childhood. With practice came proficiency.
After lunch,
Lin Zichen rested for a while, and once he felt his food had digested sufficiently, he began to temper his body.
He was tempering his skin, undergoing the Tempering Skin process for the second time.
The second Tempering Skin was far more difficult than the first.
Lin Zichen had tempered for more than two hours before he finished tempering the skin on his entire right hand for the second time.
The process was noticeably painful, consuming more Qi-Blood energy.
In contrast, the first time he tempered, it took only a little over half an hour to complete the same process on his entire right hand.
Most importantly, there hadn’t been much pain during the first tempering, just a slightly burning sensation—hardly painful at all.
“Do you have a sewing needle?”
Lin Zichen looked over at Shen Qinghan and asked.
He needed a sharp needle to test the strength of his twice-tempered skin, recalling that Xu Meng had prepared a toolbox for Shen Qinghan containing all kinds of tools.
Shen Qinghan, who was lying on the bed scrolling through her phone, her fair and slender legs swinging back and forth, looked quite eye-catching.
Upon hearing Lin Zichen ask for a sewing needle, she immediately set down her phone and said:
“I have one, I’ll get it for you now.”
She quickly found a box and handed it to Lin Zichen; the box contained more than ten sharp sewing needles.
Curious about Lin Zichen’s request for a sewing needle, she asked, “What do you need a sewing needle for?”
“To prick my hand with.”
“Prick your hand?”
“Yeah, to prick my hand, to test the strength of my skin.”
After explaining briefly, Lin Zichen picked out the sharpest sewing needle from the small box and forcefully pricked his right hand with it.
The action was so sudden.
Shen Qinghan was startled and let out an “ah,” instinctively flinching.
Lin Zichen was amused by her reaction, “It’s not like I’m pricking your hand; why such a big reaction?”
“Regardless of whether it’s my hand, that sudden and forceful jab without any warning would startle anyone!”
Having said that, Shen Qinghan looked quite displeased, “Easy for you to say standing over there without a care!”
Lin Zichen smiled and said no more, his gaze returning to his own right hand.
At that moment, on the back of his hand, a very sharp sewing needle was pressing against the skin but couldn’t pierce through. It merely created a small indentation on the skin.
“My goodness, such a sharp needle, and despite pressing so hard, it can’t even penetrate the back of your hand. You’re practically invulnerable!”
Shen Qinghan was incredulous, visibly shocked by the strength of Lin Zichen’s skin.
Lin Zichen explained, “My right hand’s skin has been tempered twice now; it’s normal for it to have this strength.”