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Evolving infinitely from ground zero (Web Novel) - Chapter 204: 150, killed with one kick
Chapter 204: 150, killed with one kick
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Just do it.
At 4 p.m., Lin Zichen had Li Chuxin take him to find that senior.
They first went to the senior’s dormitory, but no one was there.
She was probably in class.
After checking the senior’s class schedule, they learned she was currently in the gym for a martial arts class.
Whether it’s Evolutionary Science or Mechanical Science students, everyone still had to train in martial arts at the university, to strengthen their legwork and improve their melee combat skills.
Soon, Lin Zichen and the others arrived at the gym.
The gym at this time had several classes in session, all sophomore classes.
“Zi Chen, it’s that girl with wine-red dyed hair, her name is Ziqi.”
Li Chuxin looked around and quickly spotted the senior who had bullied her, pointing her out to Lin Zichen.
Following her gesture, Lin Zichen saw a very beautiful girl.
Her hair was dyed wine-red and styled in soft curls, her skin was fair and smooth, and her figure curvy. Overall, she had a very sexy aura.
If Shen Qinghan is a ten and Li Chuxin a seven, then this beautiful senior would score a nine.
She wouldn’t lose to a female star onscreen and was very noticeable in the crowd.
“Let’s go, let’s head over.”
After speaking, Lin Zichen walked towards the red-haired senior’s class.
Shen Qinghan and Li Chuxin followed.
“Isn’t that the Freshman King from this year, named Lin something Chen?”
“Indeed, it’s Lin Zichen.”
“What’s he doing at the gym, looks like he’s here to pick a fight.”
“Heading towards Evolution Class 2.”
“The girl following him is really pretty.”
A murmur of discussions arose in the gym, and quite a few people noticed the trio of Lin Zichen.
Lin Zichen ignored those voices.
Under the watchful eyes of many, he walked straight up to the red-haired senior’s class and called out to her, “Ziqi, could you come out for a moment?”
The red-haired senior frowned.
Then, accompanied by her roommate, she walked out from her class.
“What do you want?”
The red-haired senior feigned ignorance.
She had seen Li Chuxin and guessed why Lin Zichen was looking for her.
Lin Zichen didn’t waste words and just got to the point, “My friend said you borrowed two makeup items from her and haven’t returned them, is that true?”
“Mind your language, please? What do you mean borrowed and haven’t returned? It sounds like I’ve stolen them. I’ll naturally return them once they’re almost used up,” the red-haired senior said displeasedly, adding after, “Besides, I didn’t use hers for free. In exchange, I gave her my makeup to use.”
She was a bit afraid of Lin Zichen, the Freshman King.
But only a little.
She felt challenged in front of her entire class and even if she was scared, she had to tough it out and not show weakness.
Otherwise, she would have nowhere to put her face in the future.
“But mine were new, and the ones you gave me were almost used up…”
Li Chuxin muttered.
Hearing this, the red-haired senior furrowed her brows, finding Li Chuxin unreasonable and felt annoyed.
She glared at Li Chuxin and said with dissatisfaction, “Isn’t it just borrowing some makeup? Is it worth making such a fuss? You’re being too petty.”
Bullying a freshman and then accusing the new students of being petty?
That’s outrageous.
Lin Zichen didn’t want to talk too much with the red-haired senior and directly offered a solution, “You don’t need to return those two makeup items to my friend, consider it a purchase from her, and pay the appropriate amount.”
“Okay, but my roommate also gave your friend makeup, so similarly, you need to have your friend compensate my roommate!”
The red-haired senior’s roommate interjected.
This was favoritism over reason.
Li Chuxin took two makeup items out of her small crossbody bag and handed them to the red-haired senior, saying, “Um… Senior, I haven’t used any of the makeup you gave me, I’m returning it to you now.”
The red-haired senior took them and briefly glanced at them.
Then she frowned and said, “Junior, this facial cleanser and moisturizer, I gave them to you nearly full. Now they’re almost empty. You say you haven’t used them, that’s too much, isn’t it?”
“No, it’s true, I haven’t used them. They were like this when you gave them to me.”
“Where’s the proof?”
“Senior, you’re being unreasonable, you know very well they were nearly empty when you gave them to me, and yet you’re doing this!”
Li Chuxin was getting quite irate, her voice rising considerably.
The red-haired senior was determined to have her way today, and said impassively, “In any case, I can compensate you, but correspondingly, you also need to compensate me, otherwise no deal.”
She was somewhat wary of Lin Zichen.
But wariness aside, she couldn’t afford to lose face to these three freshmen today and had to maintain her dignity as a senior.
Not to mention, she had a boyfriend holding a significant position in the student council, someone with a backing.
This meant she didn’t need to appear too timid in front of a Freshman King.
There was no need for that.
Seeing the other party uncooperative, Lin Zichen didn’t want to waste time negotiating any longer.
He looked towards the red-haired senior’s martial arts class instructor, a middle-aged man with thinning hair, and asked politely:
“Teacher, if I remember correctly, the school endorses the principle of Survival of the Fittest, how do you interpret this principle? Does it mean the strong can trample on the weak at will?”
“That’s not it.” the balding teacher stated and then explained, “To say Survival of the Fittest isn’t quite accurate, a more precise term would be ‘Survival of the Fittest’.
“It’s about encouraging competitiveness among students, to let actions speak louder than words, to use fists instead of talking if possible.
“For a conflict like the one you’re facing now, if it can’t be resolved through conversation, you can choose to settle it on the Martial Stage, let your fists do the talking.”
