The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 31, Supernatural Strength

Zhu Haomiao carefully scrutinized himself in the mirror.

If he could previously only be considered a slender and delicate young man.

Now, he could be regarded as a slender and delicate handsome young man...

A single word of difference, yet it represents a qualitative change.

With a slight thought, Zhu Haomiao faintly had a glimmer of understanding.

The supernatural power of [Gluttony] is a four-dimensional stomach, is [Lust] about beautifying the body?

Then what are [Anger] and [Pride]?

Clenching his fists, Zhu Haomiao began to recall some annoying things, trying to make himself angry.

As the emotions gradually stirred, the anger of the spirit began to infiltrate reality, and he vaguely felt a faint force accumulating, compressing, and restlessly churning within him...

Soon after, a strong sense of weakness and lethargy surged to his brain, even making his kidneys feel slightly sore. Zhu Haomiao quickly stopped the activation to calm his breathing.

But in this brief motion, he roughly understood what the supernatural power of [Anger] was.

A power that transcends the rules of reality!

A mighty force impossible for a normal human physical structure and flesh and blood to possess!

But [Pride]...

Taking a careful look at himself, Zhu Haomiao vaguely sensed some deep change in himself, yet had no clue what it specifically was.

[Pride] seemed different from other original sins, not having a very manifested appearance.

After pondering for a moment, Zhu Haomiao collected his thoughts, prepared a day's water and food for Diao Chan, and dressed neatly to go to class.

Walking on campus, Zhu Haomiao suddenly noticed many foreign faces around him. Occasionally, he could hear some strange languages, some fully incomprehensible foreign languages, and some were dialects from various regions in the country.

Has [Central Super] opened for visitors?

Why are there so many tourists?

His thoughts flickered, but Zhu Haomiao didn't dwell on it. He directly went to the teaching building.

Entering the classroom, he skillfully sat in the corner. The whole class continued to ignore his existence, and Zhu Haomiao was happy with the quiet.

If anyone actually came over to chat, he feared he might unintentionally show a contemptuous gaze.

Ding ding ding~

As the bell for class rang, a few shadows quietly opened the back door, skillfully "creeping in the dark," swiftly tucked themselves under the desk, slowly raising their heads.

"Yay! The teacher isn't here yet, safe on base!"

A few little girls high-fived in celebration. Liu Xiuxiu, who was close to Zhu Haomiao, noticed someone beside her, nodded at him.

"Morning."

"Morning."

Zhu Haomiao calmly responded. After being "deskmates" for some time, he could barely nod acquaintance with these girls.

However, after the usual greetings, Liu Xiuxiu was atypically silent, instead staring intently at Zhu Haomiao, scrutinizing him suspiciously.

"Student Zhu, did you skip class for three days to get plastic surgery?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao gave her a speechless glance. The contempt revealed in his eyes made Liu Xiuxiu chuckle awkwardly.

Realizing she had asked a stupid question, Liu Xiuxiu was still unwilling, sizing him up.

"So, which beauty salon did you go to?"

"None."

"Then how did you suddenly become so...pretty?"

"..."

Do you know that the word pretty is used to describe women?

Glaring disdainfully at Liu Xiuxiu, Zhu Haomiao replied perfunctorily.

"I took a bath."

"Just taking a bath made you like this? Did you not bathe before?"

Liu Xiuxiu gasped, exclaiming how terrifying it was.

Zhu Haomiao frowned in some distress, momentarily lost for words.

Did this idiot really believe me?

Can't she tell I'm just humoring her?

"No wonder you smell so good today, and your skin looks so fresh..."

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Liu Xiuxiu leaned closer, flaring her nostrils, enjoying the scent emanating from Zhu Haomiao.

"Did you apply perfume or is it the scent of shower gel, so fragrant!"

Noticing a barely detectable infatuation and admiration in the girl's eyes, Zhu Haomiao's heart moved.

It seems the supernatural power of [Lust] is not just about making someone handsome; there's the scent as well...

Indeed, in the process of finding a mate, sometimes scent is more important than appearance.

Subconsciously raising his arm to sniff, Zhu Haomiao blinked in confusion.

But why can't I smell it myself?

"Didn't apply anything, the soap I used for the bath, the kind from the store that costs three yuan each."

"And what about your other skincare products?"

"Skincare products? What skincare products?"

"..."

Toner, eye cream, face cream, essence, whitening serum, anti-aging serum...

All those expensive bottles on my table are no match for your three-yuan soap?

Why is your skin so good?

This isn't fair!

Seeing Liu Xiuxiu biting her lip, looking at him with an expression of confusion, envy, and jealousy, Zhu Haomiao gave her a look reserved for idiots.

Facing the boy's clear and profound gaze, Liu Xiuxiu suddenly trembled, quickly lowering her head to avoid eye contact.

For some reason, she felt Zhu Haomiao had changed. Previously, his gaze inexplicably carried a high and mighty arrogance that was irritating.

But now, his eyes held an overwhelming pressure that, just by being stared at, made one instinctively feel awe, panic, and unease.

It was somewhat like a subordinate facing a superior, a small creature gazing up at a giant, feeling an intangible pressure from the depths of the soul.

Previously baseless and unfounded arrogance now seemed to have transformed, making people no longer resent him, but instead look up to him with respect!

Shrinking her neck, Liu Xiuxiu awkwardly turned back, whispering in astonishment with her friends.

"He has changed so much!"

"Actually, if you look carefully, the change isn't that big. He just matured, you can tell he's a beauty in the making at a glance."

"Men change at eighteen, darn it, how did I not notice this unpolished gem before? Otherwise, I could have used my warm embrace to melt his sensitive and fragile heart."

"Yeah, right, you used to say he was an annoying neurotic kid!"

...

Feeling the furtive glances occasionally cast his way, Zhu Haomiao helplessly pursed his lips. Thankfully, as the teacher walked into the classroom, Liu Xiuxiu and her gang had to retreat.

On the other side of the classroom, Ye Wan Ning stepped onto the platform, instinctively searching for the figure in the corner. By chance, Zhu Haomiao's gaze also turned to her, their eyes briefly met in the air before quickly looking away, both feeling inexplicably awkward and guilty.

"Ahem, students, let's begin class, quiet down."

Gently shaking her head, Ye Wan Ning gathered her thoughts, her expression becoming solemn and dignified, focusing all her attention on teaching.

...

However, throughout the class, she deliberately avoided looking at a particular corner, fearing to meet someone's eyes again.

Yet, when the bell rang, what had to be faced still had to be faced.

Whew~

Taking a deep breath, Ye Wan Ning mustered her courage and walked straight toward the back row.