T/N: To keep number in Sync i edit prev chapter
Bai Luan lay on his back on the floor of the Little Black Room, his eyes clear.
Alright, imitating MJ was a bit too impulsive of him.
It's so hard, so difficult to learn.
It's truly challenging to perfectly replicate it.
How can this man's dance skills be so top-notch?
How did he do it?
But it was too late.
He had already told Stelle the moves.
And then, Stelle had been learning incredibly fast these past few days.
He had put a lot of pressure on himself.
As Stelle's uncle, he couldn't really lose.
Otherwise, he'd become "Uncle Loser."
But it was genuinely exhausting.
MJ's dance, at first glance, seemed very difficult.
Only after actually trying to learn it did he realize... it was ridiculously hard, wasn't it?
Bai Luan was practicing until he was numb in the Little Black Room.
This was the first time he had suffered so much in the Little Black Room for something other than research.
"Oh, what's wrong?"
Herta walked over, came to Bai Luan's side, and watched him lying on the floor like a corpse.
"I'm tired."
"Are you sure you want to tell me you're tired in the Little Black Room?"
"Mentally tired."
Herta sat down next to Bai Luan.
"Being mentally tired, isn't that something you chose yourself?"
"So I'm a bit regretful now."
Bai Luan lay on the floor, bored.
He needed to be disheartened for a while to recover.
Suddenly, he felt his head being grabbed by a pair of hands, pulled to the side, and then placed on something soft.
It seemed to be... Herta's lap.
Bai Luan stiffened all over, looking at Herta:
"...Ms. Herta?"
Herta smiled and said:
"What? I did say if you begged me, I might consider letting you lie down."
"But I haven't begged you yet."
"Waiting for you to beg, I might as well wait for Aha to get depression first."
Herta reached out a finger and rubbed Bai Luan's face.
"It's good to get used to it here in advance, anyway, one day 'I' will do the same thing to you."
"Really?"
"Of course, I am her, she is me, one day, she will also think the same as me, and I..."
Herta slightly lowered her head, looking at Bai Luan lying on her lap, and said with a smile:
"Occasionally, I also think about being idle and intimate with you."
"..."
"You, you, your resistance to this genius is still so low, just a word or two, and you blush."
"That's because..."
Bai Luan originally wanted to retort a few words, but his voice trailed off halfway through.
Herta became interested and pressed:
"Because of what?"
"You are... the person I like..."
"A good answer, it satisfies me, here's a small reward for you."
Herta pulled out an ear pick from somewhere, gently tilted Bai Luan's head, and began to clean his ear.
"This genius is never indecisive, and it's the same with matters of the heart. The me outside right now should be thinking that one day when she feels this current relationship is boring..."
The ear pick gently scraped his ear, the movement soft and very comfortable.
"She will rapidly move to the next step."
"...Am I really pursuing Ms. Herta, or is she pursuing me?"
Herta patted Bai Luan's back, signaling him to turn over, and after Bai Luan turned over, she cleaned his other ear.
"This is normal, after all, I like to solve difficult problems, and you are like a difficult problem, which I find appealing."
The ear cleaning soon finished.
"So, I might then launch an offensive against you, doing things that you might find a bit unbearable at first, for example..."
Herta slightly lowered her head and blew into Bai Luan's ear.
Bai Luan flipped over, rolling off Herta's lap, then clutched his ear.
"I... I... I'm well-rested."
He swiftly put distance between himself and Herta as if fleeing.
Herta watched Bai Luan's retreating figure, smiling.
How interesting.
However, if his threshold is always this low, there will be many things she wants to do but can't.
The real me, I've cultivated a perfect assistant for you, shouldn't you also give me a Bai Luan who can do more interesting things?
...Time slowly passed, and after intense practice in the Little Black Room, Bai Luan perfectly recreated MJ's dance moves.
Then he sang all the songs he had wanted to sing before, giving the fans on the Star Network a real treat.
To Bai Luan's surprise, under those few songs, he actually saw a like from Ruan Mei.
Hmm... a bit unexpected.
It seems even geniuses sometimes browse videos.
Feeling good, he decided to interact with his fans.
Bai Luan logged into Yi Mu's account and posted an update:
"To anyone who sees this update, your breathing has now become manual."
After posting this update, Bai Luan opened the comment section and commented:
"You, who saw this update, because your breathing has become manual, are preparing to edit a comment to complain about this update. Now, even your blinking has become manual."
"Yi Mu! You scoundrel!!!"
"Which genius has nothing better to do than mess with my automatic breathing!"
"Why is this Yi Mu so mischievous!"
"Oh no! I stepped on a landmine! A double one!"
"Do something productive, Yi Mu!"
"Fortunately, I'm a mech, completely unaffected."
"No worries, mech friend, I'll find you and install a breathing circulation system and eyelids for you."
"What geniuses do when they have nothing to do."
"His mental state is still so healthy."
After teasing his fans, Bai Luan reined in his playful mood slightly and began to focus on serious matters.
While having daily academic exchanges with Ruan Mei and Screwllum, he secretly developed gold and gears.
Bai Luan found that doing this indeed made him much more relaxed.
Firstly, developing the simulated universe at his own pace, following his own steps, was very leisurely.
Secondly, after secretly starting gold and gears, Bai Luan no longer felt anxious when the prototype of gold and gears appeared in Screwllum's conversations.
Anyway, he had already started secretly working on it, so when the time came, he could just present the secretly developed parts and pretend he had just worked on them.
This way, when the geniuses started working on gold and gears, he wouldn't have to rush to the Little Black Room to understand it, and then return to reality to work overtime to produce it, just to keep up with their progress.
This gave Bai Luan a little more confidence in his academic exchanges with the two geniuses.
Although to the other two geniuses, this simply meant that Bai Luan was finally beginning to formally accept his identity as a genius and gradually gaining a genius's confidence.
Now, every time he had an academic exchange with Screwllum, Bai Luan would proactively say things that would inspire Screwllum, pushing the progress of gold and gears forward a little.
Of course, Bai Luan wasn't entirely helping Screwllum advance the progress; sometimes, he would also give Screwllum the wrong direction.
Otherwise, with the abilities of the geniuses, they would quickly conceptualize gold and gears.
Now Screwllum was like a tourist from out of town, and Bai Luan was the local. The local knew where the destination the tourist asked for was, but gave wrong directions, making the tourist walk much farther.
Under Bai Luan's misleading directions, Screwllum would still reach the destination, but it would take much longer.
Bai Luan thus controlled the progress of gold and gears at a reasonable pace, ensuring Screwllum made progress each time, but without putting too much pressure on himself.
Although he felt a hint of guilt every time he received Screwllum's thanks after their exchanges.
But it was quite amusing to watch Screwllum explore along the misleading path he suggested, and then be told the next day that it was a dead end.
Hmm... perhaps he was just as netizens described him.
"Why is this Yi Mu so mischievous!"