The next day.
Mike listened to the chirping of birds outside the window, his eyebrows twitching involuntarily.
With his five senses returning, he wrinkled his nose, feeling an unusual sensation at the tip of it, along with a scent similar to peppermint that he instantly perceived.
Mike suddenly opened his eyes.
Alice was lying entirely on top of him, looking like an ice elf in an oversized white T-shirt.
She held up a cup of coffee and said with a smile, “Good morning, darling.”
Mike regained his composure and greeted her in return.
“Good morning, darling.”
Yes.
He was back.
He had only stayed in the Resident Evil world for about two hours at most.
The moment the Red Queen stretched out her little virtual hand and placed it in Mike’s palm, the progress of plundering the source, displayed as data on the interface, soared directly to eighty percent.
At that moment, the entire Resident Evil world seemed to fall into a state of suspended animation.
Afterwards, Mike and Alice returned to the house in Forks through the world wormhole, and then continued doing what they hadn’t finished before.
Mike got up from the bed.
“Coffee.”
“Thank you.”
Mike took the coffee cup handed to him by Alice, leaned against the headboard, and watched Alice get up from the bed.
“So, this isn’t a dream?”
Alice shook her head.
“You are definitely not dreaming, and besides, that question should be asked by me, right?”
Mike nodded.
“You’re right. My mistake.”
Alice sat down beside Mike, pursed her lips, tilted her head, and looked at him expectantly.
“So, did you like it?”
Mike nodded.
“I liked it.”
Alice pressed further, her gaze falling on the completely dismantled bed and the large bedroom that looked as if it had been ravaged by a storm.
“Even that part where we… where you had me moaning your name while you pinned me down and took me like you owned every inch of me?”
Mike affirmed again, his voice low and satisfied.
“Especially that part. I liked it even more. The way you clung to me, the way your body reacted every time I pushed deeper… yeah. That was something else.”
Alice lowered her head and smiled charmingly, a faint flush coloring her pale cheeks.
“That’s good. Very good. I liked it too.”
How could he not like it?
Last night’s battle had been full of seduction, romance, wildness, and intensity.
If he didn’t like that, then Mike felt he should go to the hospital to see a psychiatrist. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
Half an hour later.
Under Alice’s gaze, Mike took out from the wardrobe—which even had its door fallen off—a black, fully handmade suit that fit his body perfectly.
His mother, Julia, had specially custom-made it for him by a top tailor in France during the New Year.
In the shattered mirror, Mike, in his black suit, with short, choppy golden hair, eyes like deep blue seas, and sharp facial features, looked exactly like a newly emerged male god.
Behind him, Alice, still wearing a black and white vertical-striped shirt and form-fitting jeans, said curiously, “Before yesterday, it seems you had never worn a suit.”
Mike turned to look at Alice and smiled.
“A friend once told me that a suit is a man’s second face.”
Alice said thoughtfully, “So, are you a man now?”
Mike shrugged.
“What do you think?”
Alice glanced at Mike with a flirtatious look in her eyes, stood up, walked over to him, and pressed her cool lips close to his ear.
Her voice dropped into a soft, teasing murmur.
“You are a man… but you’re my little man. The one who wrecked this room last night and still has the energy to look this good in the morning.”
Mike laughed out loud.
An hour later.
When Mike drove his yellow Pajero off-road vehicle with Alice to the parking lot in front of the school, most of the students had already arrived.
Mike got out of the car.
In an instant, the moment Mike appeared in his suit, looking like a newly emerged male god, he instantly attracted the gazes of countless students.
Including Bella Swan, who was preparing to intercept someone in the parking lot.
Of course, although ninety-nine percent of these gazes were filled with amazement, there was still one gaze that wasn’t amazement, but something else.
Jasper Hale’s.
Jasper, who was already pale all year round, looked even paler after seeing Mike and Alice get out of the same car.
The muscular vampire Emmett Cullen patted Jasper on the shoulder from the side.
“Look on the bright side, it’s just a matter of waiting a hundred years at most.”
Jasper turned his head mechanically and expressionlessly to look at Emmett.
Was this supposed to be comforting him?
Why?
I was clearly here first; why should I admit defeat?
Jasper took a deep breath, then walked straight up to Mike and Alice, and said to Alice, “You didn’t go back last night. We were very worried.”
Mike had a half-smile on his face.
He wasn’t angry, nor did he feel any nervousness at all.
After all, there was nothing to worry about when it came to a competitor who wasn’t even on the same level.
In fact, looking at Jasper’s current appearance, Mike even wanted to laugh, because after Jasper said that question to which he already knew the answer, he looked exactly like a simp struggling in his death throes. This story is hosted at novelping.com.
So what was there to worry about with a simp?
Mike smiled directly and said to Alice, “I have an English class in the morning, so I’m going. You guys talk.”
Having said that, Mike showed Jasper a smile that seemed friendly to others, but looked like showing off to Jasper himself, and then walked directly toward the steps over there.
Soon, as Mike passed by Bella Swan, who was about to turn into a certain famous stone, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Bella watched the school’s male god who had stopped in front of her.
Mike looked up at the sky.
After a while, he glanced at Bella, who was looking at him, and said with a faint smile, “Don’t wait anymore. Edward isn’t coming back today. He needs some quiet time.”
Bella was slightly stunned.
The next second, Bella’s face flushed red instantly.
After all, having one’s thoughts exposed was always embarrassing.
However, before Bella could think of anything to say to defend herself, by the time she looked up again, Mike had already disappeared from her sight.
What a strange guy.
This thought flashed through Bella’s mind.
Alice, who was reuniting with her family and being questioned by Rosalie Hale about last night’s battle, happened to notice this scene.
Alice’s gaze flickered slightly as she looked at Bella.
The next few days were calm and uneventful.
Mike’s life returned once again to a relatively regular and healthy state.
In general, while waiting for White to completely take control of the Resident Evil world, he still hadn’t forgotten to study, all while being lovey-dovey with his vampire girlfriend.
To put it simply, it could be described with one word: steady.
Studying was his main job.
Mike shouldn’t forget to study just because he had obtained the system.
Studying could enrich himself, broaden his horizons, and then give him more thinking ability.
Take swearing as an example.
A guy with little knowledge would use one phrase—”Damn”—to get by everywhere, whereas a guy with a lot of knowledge could spout five insults a second without using any profanity and without repeating himself.
This was the unique charm of learning, a charm that one could not refuse.
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