A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 45: Soaring Eagle Gloves (Please bookmark and vote for recommendations)

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Soaring Eagle Gloves (Please bookmark and vote for recommendations)

Bruce is dead.

Just died like that.

Baiyu will never know that this woman was Bruce.

He actually angered a Tier Seven Martial Artist to death.

Of course.

Qin Shou will also never know what exactly he experienced.

The only one who might guess the truth, Cang Yan, is just a hamster.

Although she seemed to have been human once.

But after becoming a hamster, she obviously just wanted to eat and sleep peacefully.

So the truth will forever be buried.

However, this outcome is clearly a good thing for Qin Shou.

After knowing the truth, he might directly suffer a mental breakdown.

Of course.

There is also a very slight chance of feeling some kind of "exciting thrill."

"The injury caused by R8 is too severe, plus the Extraordinary substance in her body being extracted. Even if the physical wounds heal, her insides are destroyed completely, and she didn’t manage to survive.

I just don’t know who it was that possessed her. Could it be a traveler like me?

But we are not aligned.

Using live human sacrifices, even a traveler doesn’t die in vain."

Baiyu felt no sympathy.

Just didn’t have time to ask any questions, which was somewhat regrettable.

He found an isolation bag from the lab, put the corpse inside, sealed it, and then cleaned up the small amount of blood on the ground.

The body will have to wait for Uncle Pang to handle tomorrow.

"I recorded everything that happened at the tavern on my phone as video, or else it would be hard to explain. But now the troublesome part is how to explain my purpose of going to the Dead Dog Tavern to Uncle Pang."

Baiyu shifted his gaze to the Elf Banshee beside him.

Thinking over and over.

Couldn’t find a particularly good reason.

"Forget it, although Uncle Pang is single himself, he often goes to the Dream Ship to spend, presumably he’ll think along those lines."

Baiyu dismissed this idea, gently patted the face of the Elf Banshee.

To be safe on the road, Qin Shou still knocked her out.

The banshee awoke faintly.

Her pale green eyes saw Baiyu squatting in front of her with scissors in hand, nearly fainting from fright again.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m not a bad person."

Baiyu picked up the scissors: "I didn’t buy you just to be decoration. Like I said from the start, I want your hair. Now I’m going to take it, are you ready?"

The Elf Banshee was a little confused.

Humans capture and trade them, aren’t they all aimed at using them to solve their impulsive desires?

However.

This person seems not to be interested in that.

When caught, she held no hope for her fate.

Just hoped her death would be easier.

But now.

Seems like she might still have a chance!

So hearing that Baiyu really wanted to cut her hair, the banshee sensibly remained calm, even sitting up to keep her hair from being pressed down.

Quite cooperative.

"What a shame, why is your hair short."

"It does smell nice, is this because of your race?"

Baiyu laid down a layer of paper on the ground, then picked up the scissors, snap...

A large lock of hair was cut off.

Hmm.

Not a single dandruff.

Baiyu suppressed his curiosity and started cutting the strands down one by one with the scissors.

Not knowing what the standard for "a bunch of fragrant hair" was, Baiyu decided to prepare more.

Better safe than sorry.

After all, he is a prudent man.

But halfway through cutting, he found that the haircut was completely ruined.

Patches here and there, severely affecting the aesthetic.

"Might as well shave it all off."

He picked up the scissors, snipping away.

After busying himself for more than half an hour, under the strange gaze of the Elf Banshee, Baiyu finally succeeded in turning her head... into a bald egg.

Due to her delicate and soft hair texture.

Baiyu even went out to find a buzzer, otherwise he couldn’t achieve such a shiny look.

"Come on, smile."

He took a photo with his phone and handed it to the Elf Banshee.

The banshee’s expression... was beyond words.

Although with her looks and figure, even without hair she was still a beauty among beauties, but sporting a bald egghead that looked like a light bulb was undeniably awkward.

"Don’t be disgusted, bald strength plus critical.

Another day you get a cloak, you might become a hero who saves the world or something."

Baiyu while packing the hair on the paper said:

"I’ll later take you to the hotel, you stay there first.

Once the exchange classes these days are over, I’ll handle your identity issue.

You don’t need to do anything, just one thing.

If I need your hair again in the future, you must provide it unconditionally.

Also, keep your hair long, the longer the better.

By the way, there’s a stall under my neighborhood, that old couple runs a noodle shop, they happen to need a diligent helper.

I’ll arrange for you to go there.

Once you earn enough ten thousand Imperial Coins, you can redeem yourself from me.

This is half the price I bought you for, very fair, right?

As long as you’re willing to work and not slack off, your life will be better than in the wilderness. No need to worry about being caught by hunters or scavengers."

Baiyu packed the strands of hair into a glass bottle, carefully placing it into his bosom.

The Elf Banshee felt a surge of indescribable emotion, but remained silent.

Of course.

She wasn’t very good at speaking human language either.

"You must have some kind of odd fetish, big pervert."

At this moment.

The fat hamster turned around, expression extremely strange.

Baiyu paused in his hair collecting action, "Every day parading around naked, have the right to call me a pervert? You better work hard, I risked my life to bring the woman back, can you hold off on sarcasm?"

"Humph, I’m already done." The hamster smiled smugly, taking a pair of black leather gloves from the workbench.

Judging by the appearance, no abnormality detected.

"I’ve used up all the strength I’ve accumulated over the past few days sleeping, for a long time, I won’t be able to exert any force. But this thing should be enough for you to use for a long time."

The hamster wore the gloves on its paws, then grabbed the scissors and stabbed hard.

The gloves sank with a visible curve.

But the sharp scissors didn’t penetrate the leather layer, and the hamster’s paws felt no pain at all.

"The gloves have a biological activity feature, able to resist high-intensity attacks.

And the protective ability for the hands is strong, at least unarmed against blades poses no problem.

Resistant against mystical items as well.

Plus it can suddenly harden, any part of the glove, can become as hard as iron, but this ability will consume your Blood Qi.

I think it can be named Soaring Eagle Gloves, meaning as sturdy as eagle talons." The hamster said proudly.

Ignoring the name full of teasing, Baiyu put on the glove.

Didn’t feel anything unusual.

"What’s the side effect of hamster’s gloves?"

"Will instinctively want to fight barehanded, of course, it’s not mandatory, if your spirit is tough, you can overcome it. Also, remember it’s called Soaring Eagle Gloves!"

Cang Yan patted his paws.

Baiyu opened and closed his fingers, carefully sensing.

Feels like regular gloves, nothing strange.

After adapting a bit, confirming the gloves were fine, he turned around, and knocked the Elf Banshee unconscious again.

"So troublesome, when can we stop sneaking around."

"Why can you say all these shamelessly ambiguous things without any shame."

"Because I’m a hamster."

Cang Yan yawned, then as if vaporizing, disappeared into the room, returning to the scholar space, went to sleep.