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ISMW Chapter 7

Ni Chun beside them lowered his head to stare at his toes, pretending he hadn’t heard anything.

 

Doctor Pei, with his exceptional psychological resilience, maintained his standard professional smile: “Not at all. It’s mainly because Your Highness has just come of age, and without specific data for reference, we could only use the average duration for male citizens of the galaxy as the initial setting.”

 

“Male citizens,” indeed.

 

This meant they had calculated the average duration across all individuals with male primary sex characteristics—alphas, betas, and omegas.

 

Doctor Pei was truly cautious with his choice of words.

 

After this lengthy discussion, Yun Xunlan understood that the heart rate warning system couldn’t be disabled. Therefore, he could only compromise: “Then we’ll discuss the frequency of the silent mode after I’ve tried it. However, the heart rate warning threshold in normal mode still needs adjustment. Change it to only issue warnings if the elevated rate persists for more than ten minutes.”

 

“Very well.”

 

Pei Xingting didn’t refuse this request. He took hold of Yun Xunlan’s light brain, used his fingerprint to access the advanced settings panel, and after changing the content and clicking “Apply Immediately,” underwent an iris scan to confirm his identity and authorization. Only then did he reset the heart rate warning system according to Yun Xunlan’s requirements.

 

“By the way, Doctor Pei, how long will my susceptibility period last this time?”

 

“Based on your blood test results, it should end by tomorrow afternoon.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Those familiar with Yun Xunlan knew these two words were his customary phrase to end a conversation.

 

Normally, upon hearing this, Pei Xingting would unhesitatingly take his leave. However, today he needed to give Yun Xunlan one more piece of advice: “Third Prince, for safety reasons, it would be best to undergo a full physical examination before engaging in sexual activity with your partner for the first time.”

 

Yun Xunlan didn’t have a sex life at all!

 

He had just used it as an excuse to try to disable the heart rate warning system, which he hadn’t succeeded in doing. After hearing Pei Xingting’s words, he replied perfunctorily: “Mm, alright.”

 

This was precisely the answer Pei Xingting wanted. Reassured, he stood up straight and bowed his head, saying: “May Your Highness have pleasant dreams tonight.”

 

“Thank you,” Yun Xunlan replied. “May you have pleasant dreams as well, Doctor Pei.”

 

Yun Xunlan wasn’t sure whether Doctor Pei would have pleasant dreams tonight, but he knew that even if he himself had nightmares, he would still wake up happy the next day—because he had met Yu Chen.

 

Yu Chen’s mouth was truly marvelous; he could help complete Yun Xunlan’s daily task just by opening it.

 

Yun Xunlan thought to himself, no wonder so many people valued friendship over romantic love.

 

He now felt he could go without romance forever, but he absolutely couldn’t lose Yu Chen—the brother he had already unilaterally declared would be his lifelong intimate friend.

 

Unfortunately, after telling him to “get lost” in the comments section, Yu Chen hadn’t responded to him again. But Yun Xunlan wasn’t in a hurry. After all, Yu Chen didn’t seem to like his attempts to “get closer,” and if he continued making forced conversation, Yu Chen might block him, preventing him from viewing Yu Chen’s profile.

 

Besides, his alternate account had previously only posted, liked, and followed content related to fish-keeping, with nothing about heavy motorcycles. So when he suddenly told Yu Chen he also liked his Comet-S7, it was an empty claim—who would believe him?

 

It was obviously a forced attempt to get close.

 

Even though this was exactly Yun Xunlan’s intention, he couldn’t let Yu Chen see through it.

 

So Yun Xunlan immediately opened his light brain to send Ni Chun a message, asking him to help pre-order a Comet-S7 for himself. It had to be done quickly. He decided that once he received it, he would take photos and post an update to show Yu Chen that they truly had common interests to discuss in depth.

 

For instance, they both liked the same “baby.”

 

At the same time, Yu Chen, who was on Yun Xunlan’s mind, was also looking at his light brain. However, he hadn’t blocked Yun Xunlan’s alternate account “Novice Fish Keeper.”

 

Yu Chen never blocked anyone; he would only be blocked by others because they couldn’t out-insult him.

 

Even Fu Yanxi, who had been trading insults with him for years, hadn’t received such treatment, let alone this random “Novice Fish Keeper” account that had appeared from nowhere. Besides, Yu Chen had other matters to attend to and no time to spare for strangers on the galactic web—he was waiting for Pei Xingting, who had hung up mid-conversation, to call him back.

 

After waiting for a long time with no response, Yu Chen went to take a shower.

 

Halfway through his shower, he heard the communication alert sound.

 

Yu Chen frowned, wiped the water from his face, and casually pushed his wet bangs back to reveal his prominent brow bone. He answered the call and asked directly: “Finished with your business?”

 

Pei Xingting replied: “Yes.”

 

“Is he sick again?”

 

Yu Chen knew that Pei Xingting was on duty today, and if he had been called away, it could only be because something had happened with Yun Xunlan.

 

Pei Xingting said: “Not at all. He just wanted me to reconfigure the heart rate monitoring system on his light brain.”

 

“And you changed it for him?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Hearing this, Yu Chen’s hand paused as he was about to turn off the water: “You actually changed the settings for him? Weren’t we told not to allow changes?”

 

Yun Xunlan’s light brain was different from the ordinary models used by most imperial citizens. His was a special edition—rather than just a light brain, it was more of a body data monitoring device that tracked his physical condition every second and synchronized the data in real-time with every doctor on the royal medical team.

 

If he sustained serious injuries, Yun Xunguang would be notified immediately.

 

As the owner of the device, Yun Xunlan could only access the most basic settings, such as changing the UI interface, background image, or adjusting the screen brightness. As for more advanced settings, he had no permission to modify them. Not only could he not change them, but without Yun Xunguang’s authorization, Yun Xunlan couldn’t even remove the device himself unless he cut off his hand.

 

“This particular setting can be changed. The Third Prince’s heart rate spiked twice today, but each time it lasted less than ten minutes. It’s not enough to cause cardiac arrest, and even if his heart did stop, he could still be revived if it’s within fifteen minutes. It’s not a major issue.” Pei Xingting explained to Yu Chen, then paused before continuing, recalling Yun Xunlan’s reason for changing the settings. “Those two heart rate spikes, he said, were due to encountering something that made him happy. I suspect the Third Prince might have someone he likes, or perhaps he’s in a relationship.”

 

“I have no interest in or concern about Yun Xunlan’s emotional state. Whether he’s in a relationship or not doesn’t significantly impact our plans,” Yu Chen said as he wrapped a towel around his waist and left the bathroom. “The key now is that I must be successfully selected as his guard.”

 

Pei Xingting felt this was a certainty, nothing to worry about: “That’s guaranteed. You ranked first in the combat assessment and scored perfectly in War Psychology. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Third Prince will definitely choose you.”

 

Yu Chen, however, found his statement contradictory: “If it’s guaranteed, how could there be unforeseen circumstances?”

 

Pei Xingting thought the decision-maker was the chief examiner, so he said: “What if something unexpected happens? For instance, if you cursed or used vulgar language in front of the chief examiner, they might eliminate you for lacking proper conduct—it’s not impossible.”

 

“…”

 

Yu Chen’s silence, which seemed to forebode something ominous, led Pei Xingting into silence as well.

 

After a moment, Pei Xingting asked: “…Did you actually curse in front of the chief examiner?”

 

“I didn’t use any vulgar language,” Yu Chen’s voice was deep and raspy, constantly exuding an air of impatience. Even when he was being serious, he still sounded confrontational. “And I don’t consider what I said to be vulgar. I merely equally disdained a portion of people, and the examiner asked about my strengths—was I wrong to tell the truth?”

 

He hadn’t used a single vulgar word.

 

Since the interview stage of the royal guard selection was completely confidential and not made public, Pei Xingting didn’t know what Yu Chen had said in front of the examiner. Hearing this, he couldn’t help but ask: “So what exactly did you say?”

 

Yu Chen recited the chief examiner’s final question and his answer verbatim to Pei Xingting.

 

Pei Xingting: “…”

 

Yu Chen’s response indeed couldn’t be classified as vulgar language, but—

 

Pei Xingting asked: “You call that ‘a portion’?”

 

The synonym for “anyone” is “everyone”—the scope of Yu Chen’s statement clearly encompassed all people!

 

But Yu Chen had his own explanation: “Yes, a portion, specifically targeting enemies. I couldn’t possibly be targeting you all, could I? If you insist on taking it personally and believe I’m targeting you, there’s nothing I can do about that.”

 

Pei Xingting: “…”

 

Pei Xingting was speechless.

 

“Yu Chen.” He called Yu Chen’s full name, his tone serious. “I hope you understand that if you’re not selected, all our years of planning—”

 

“I won’t fail to be selected. That chief examiner was my physical training instructor at the military academy. I learned many of my curse words from him—he curses far more viciously than I do. I didn’t even use vulgar language, so on what grounds would he eliminate me?”

 

Yu Chen cut off Pei Xingting’s words: “Besides, as you said, I scored perfectly in War Psychology, and there’s no alpha stronger than me among the candidates. Yun Xunlan has no reason not to choose me, unless out of all those alphas, he simply finds me displeasing and is determined to eliminate me. In that case, even if I recited wedding vows as my answer like Fu Yanxi and the others, I’d still be eliminated because he just doesn’t like me.”

 

Pei Xingting pressed his lips together in silence. After a while, he sighed: “You’re right… You’ve lacked proper conduct for so many years that even if you suddenly displayed good manners during the interview, everyone would know you’re pretending and wouldn’t be fooled. If you were selected now by pretending to have good conduct, your true nature would eventually be exposed, and you’d likely be kicked out anyway. Since you scored perfectly in War Psychology, let your lack of conduct be what it is—it doesn’t overshadow your merits. You’ll definitely be selected.”

 

Yu Chen: “?”

 

“How do I lack proper conduct? I’m very well-mannered right now. Not a single word you’ve said is something I want to hear, yet have you seen me curse at you?” Yu Chen strode to the bed and lay down, unconcerned. “And is scoring perfectly in that subject so rare? I’m not the only one in history to achieve it, and it hasn’t exactly propelled my career in the military either.”

 

“Five years, major, achieving this promotion speed without even going to the border battlefield—that’s not rapid advancement to you?”

 

Pei Xingting couldn’t help but retort: “Perhaps scoring perfectly in War Psychology isn’t that rare, but it will certainly make the Third Prince very interested in you, because he has rarely scored above thirty points in this subject.”

 

Yu Chen: “…”

 

Unable to score above thirty points—was the Third Prince’s psychological resilience that fragile?

 

This made Yu Chen suddenly think of a classic scenario: “Don’t tell me he’s definitely going to select me because he wants me to tutor him in this subject.”

 

“Obviously, did you even need to ask? Otherwise, with your lack of proper conduct, why would he choose you?” Pei Xingting told Yu Chen. “The Third Prince even asked me tonight when his susceptibility period would end. I suspect he just wants to get through his susceptibility period quickly so he can meet you and have you tutor him.”

 

Yu Chen: “……”

 


 


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