Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill! Chapter 243 I Remember Some Sad Things

"What Dragon Clan’s sll? I am a human, not a dragon. You eat your chips and quit ssing around."

Hearing Wu Bin say this, Zhu Ling oh’ed, and continued eating his chips by himself.

Seeing Zhu Ling behaving, Wu Bin shifted his attention to the second skill.

[Nightmare: When the skill is activated, you can enter the opponent’s dreams and manipulate the dreams, lasting three hours, with a cooldown of one day.]

Wu Bin’s mouth twitched.

Another ntal damage type of skill.

It felt very average, not really capable of inflicting actual harm on others.

Wu Bin was sowhat disappointed and turned his attention to the last skill.

[Photographic mory (Passive): When the skill is activated, you can rember every detail you see, with a mory retrieval speed no more than one second.]

Sheesh!

Wu Bin was ecstatic!

This third skill was too aweso, exactly what he needed right now!

It was photographic mory!

Wu Bin imdiately got up, took a book off the table, and randomly flipped through a few pages.

After looking through it, Wu Bin closed the book and shut his eyes to think for a mont.

In less than a second, all the information Wu Bin wanted to know surfaced in his brain, and he understood everything very thoroughly!

Did that an he could not only rember everything he saw, but also that his brain would automatically learn from these insights?

"Hahaha, the final exams are in the bag now!"

Seeing how happy Wu Bin was, Zhu Ling at his side didn’t understand.

"Why are you so happy?"

Wu Bin started bragging proudly to Zhu Ling.

"Because I have photographic mory, and it only takes two minutes to finish a book."

Zhu Ling tilted his head, even more puzzled.

"Isn’t that a basic ability?"

Zhu Ling placed his hand on a book, then right in front of Wu Bin, recited the contents of the book and his understanding of it.

Wu Bin stared, looking at Zhu Ling as if he’d seen a ghost.

"What the hell, what skill is that, you don’t even have to read the book?"

Zhu Ling calmly explained, "Knowledge to you humans is complex and abstract, thus requiring text to be passed down and learned."

"But for us in the Dragon Clan, it’s like the elents between heaven and earth, which we can absorb and utilize just by breathing."

"This skill is a basic ability for all in the Dragon Clan; there’s nothing surprising about it."

Hearing Zhu Ling say this, Wu Bin fell silent.

He initially thought his photographic mory was aweso, but it turned out that the Dragon Clan was even more incredible.

No wonder the Dragon Clan had once ruled the Myriad Tribes; their talents indeed seed much stronger than those of the human race.

A question suddenly occurred to Wu Bin.

He couldn’t help but ask, "You said you ca out of an egg, so when did you co to the dorm with ?"

"After I erged from the egg, I have always been by your side."

Zhu Ling pointed at Wu Bin’s right hand.

"My life dragon tattoo is on you, so wherever you are, I can appear by your side."

Wu Bin rolled up his sleeve and took a look, and sure enough, it was true.

There was a fiery red dragon tattoo on his right arm, which only appeared on Zhu Ling’s cue; at other tis, it would vanish out of sight.

Wu Bin grew even more admiring of Zhu Ling’s mysterious and ghostly thods.

No wonder the ancients always said the dragon is seen at the head but not the tail.

It seems they have many thods to conceal themselves.

Just as Wu Bin was thinking about how he should accommodate Zhu Ling in the future, Zhu Ling had already finished a bag of chips.

She extended her hand towards Wu Bin.

"I’m hungry, I want more."

Wu Bin felt a bit of a headache.

"We’re out of snacks at ho, so let’s go to bed early. I’ll take you out for sothing else to eat tomorrow morning."

Zhu Ling humd unhappily, burrowing under the covers and only keeping her head out.

Wu Bin took out so loose shorts and a T-shirt from his wardrobe and handed them to Zhu Ling.

"Put these clothes on first."

"From now on, whether at ho or outside, you must wear clothes, understand?"

Zhu Ling muttered an okay and put on the clothes.

The loose shorts and T-shirt fit Zhu Ling just right, the only trouble being that although Zhu Ling was a young dragon, for so reason she had developed quite well.

This made it really troubleso without a bra — there was no way to take her out like this!

With no other choice, Wu Bin sent a Penguin ssage to Han Jiaoyan.

"Han, are you asleep?"

Han Jiaoyan was lying on the bed playing with her phone. Seeing the ssage from Wu Bin instantly perked her up.

"Not yet, what’s up?"

Wu Bin found it a little hard to start.

"I... I have a little sister who ca to visit at school, but she doesn’t have the right clothes to wear. Could you co over and help figure out what size bra she needs?"

Seeing the ssage from Wu Bin, the smile froze on Han Jiaoyan’s face.

His little sister ca to school to hang out?

And then he’s asking her to help buy a bra?

Sothing doesn’t add up, why does this sister sound so off?

Unable to help herself, Han Jiaoyan asked, "Wu Bin, are you saying your sister ca looking for you without wearing..."

She didn’t finish her sentence, but Wu Bin already understood what she ant.

Wu Bin quickly explained, "Don’t get wrong, Han. My sister sneaked out on her own; she’s really pitiful, so she doesn’t quite understand these things. I’ve already lent her my clothes."

Even though Han Jiaoyan felt sothing was odd, she sighed anyway.

"Alright, then. Wait for in your dorm, I’ll co over right now."

After texting Wu Bin, Han Jiaoyan imdiately headed to Wu Bin’s dorm.

Because Song Bing and the others were already asleep, the lights in the living room were off, making it quite dark.

Wu Bin opened the door and let Han Jiaoyan in from outside.

When Han Jiaoyan saw Zhu Ling wrapped in a blanket, she was montarily stunned.

Zhu Ling did indeed look very young, probably only a few years younger than Wu Bin.

That face, delicately carved and absolutely adorable, made anyone want to pinch it a couple of tis.

"This is my little sister Zhu Ling, she sneaked out on her own without telling anyone."

"Zhu Ling, this is Han Jiaoyan, greet her properly."

Zhu Ling greeted obediently.

"Hello, Sister Han."

Han Jiaoyan smiled at Zhu Ling.

"Hello, little sister Zhu Ling."

"Little sister, would you mind taking off the blanket?"

Zhu Ling cheerfully lifted the blanket.

"No problem, Sister."

Once Han Jiaoyan caught sight of Zhu Ling’s figure, her expression changed instantly.

She quickly made Wu Bin turn his back.

"You go out, don’t look."

Feeling a bit awkward, Wu Bin walked outside, saying, "Alright then, you handle it, I’ll wait outside."

After sending Wu Bin out, Han Jiaoyan looked again at the innocently naive Zhu Ling, and then glanced down at herself.

It can’t be real.

Does this world really have such manga-like figured girls?

"Sister, what’s wrong?"

Hearing Zhu Ling ask this, Han Jiaoyan said awkwardly, "Nothing really, just rembered so sad things."