I became an interstellar heartthrob by recycling magic weapons

"What?" Yan Chunjun asked curiously.

"Some high-level mental recovery potions." Qi Yiwei recalled the names he saw.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yan Chunjun's lips: "It's okay. You have to thank them for accepting them."

"There is such a good thing in the world?" Qi Yiwei didn't believe it, "Quickly tell me why they give you things."

When the boy pressed him for questioning, he unconsciously leaned closer, and a wisp of clear fragrance penetrated into Yan Chunjun's nostrils, making him back away without a trace.After the fragrance dissipated, I belatedly felt a pang of regret.

Yan Chunjun coughed: "It's nothing. I'm in there... I'm famous for fighting. If you use my account to collect things, they will sell them better."

Qi Yiwei understood: "That's why they call you Xuanyuan God."

Yan Chunjun nodded.

But seeing Qi Yiwei's reaction, he didn't know his own ID, which was beyond his expectation.

Just now he obviously made a lot of determination to decide not to hide his identity from him.

Qi Yiwei said: "Wait a minute, I'll check." Then he went to play with his brain.Yan Chunjun was left alone and remained speechless.

...Forget about others, there are some students in the mecha department who really don't know him.

I don't even know what I was expecting just now.

Qi Yiwei didn't know if he didn't check, but after checking, he found out that the name "Xuanyuan" is really popular in the field of mechs.

Because of the raging wars between humans and Zerg in the past ten years, even now it is an era of peace, mecha warrior is still the most desirable profession for people.

But real mechas are expensive, and only one in ten million people in the entire interstellar world has the financial resources to buy mechas for training.Under such circumstances, virtual mech battles on Starnet have become very popular.

The holographic game "Field" also relied on its excellent mecha battle system to fight its way out among many competitors and successfully entered the national online game.

Every year, "Field" will hold a National Mecha Tournament to select the best players and give them honors. This is not only to entertain the public, but also to cooperate with the Empire and the Federation to select the best mecha master seedlings. Enter the army's key training.

It can be said that after winning the top ten in the "Field" National Mecha League, the future is bright.

Many people have squeezed their heads for this spot.

And since five years ago, the No.1 in this competition has been taken by a player named "Xuanyuan".

It is surprising enough to be the world champion for five consecutive years, but what is even more puzzling is that this great god has never come to accept the award.

That is to say, so far, no one knows who is really under the ID of "Xuanyuan".

It is said that both the imperial and federal armies have offered him an olive branch many times, but they have all been rejected.

Xuanyuan, who is powerful and elusive, seems to have become a code name belonging to the "God of War" in the hearts of interstellar people.Such a great god appeared on the commercial street casually, and even accepted a gift from an unknown peddler, how could this not be exciting?

Only then did Qi Yiwei realize that Yan Chunjun's vest, which he knew, seemed...too easy?

"Is this a bit famous?" Qi Yiwei turned off his brain.

Yan Chunjun took a sip of water: "...um."

"If it's so powerful..." Qi Yiwei tentatively said, "Tell me it's okay?"

Yan Chunjun's heart was slightly warmed by his bright eyes, and he forced himself to calm down and said, "Because it's you."

Because it's you, it doesn't matter.

This made Qi Yiwei a little confused.

"I turned around and sold you out." Qi Yiwei said.

Yan Chunjun: "Okay."

Qi Yiwei: "..."

Qi Yiwei stared at him.Yan Chunjun didn't know what else he wanted to say, and looked back slightly puzzled.

"Forget it, I'm going to bed. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Qi Yiwei said as he walked into the bathroom.It's just that his usual steady steps seem a bit hasty for some reason.

He said he was asleep, but as a cultivator, Qi Yiwei never needed much sleep.

It was the same tonight, Qi Yiwei closed his eyes and fell asleep, but his spiritual power was constantly circulating around his body.Unknowingly, it has cycled for nine small weeks, Qi Yiwei stopped and looked at the brain, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

In the dead of night, the spiritual power in this small bedroom was boiling, and it was only now slowly subsiding.

On another bed a few steps away from Qi Yiwei, Yan Chunjun slept very deeply.

Qi Yiwei didn't need to get out of bed to check, or even use his spiritual sense, to feel that Yan Chunjun was completely defenseless against him.

The imprint of spirit and soul on Yan Chunjun's body resonated with his own soul when he was practicing just now, and Jing also allocated some spiritual energy to share it with him.This is also one of the reasons why Yan Chunjun is so sleepy.

But thinking of him being a mortal body, Qi Yiwei couldn't help but frowned again.

It's a little annoying.

He obviously just wants to get back his natal weapon, but why is Yan Chunjun an independent individual?

I don't know if it will have any effect on him if he returns to the form of his natal sword.

Who will compensate him.

Qi Yiwei had no sleep all night, but Yan Chunjun only felt refreshed after waking up, as if he had never slept so peacefully.

After regaining consciousness for a while, I heard the slight sound of clothes rubbing against my ears, and realized that I had really spent the night with someone else.

Yan Chunjun was an extremely independent child since he was a child. He could sleep peacefully in a small room by himself without even being coaxed by his mother when he was a baby.After the death of both parents, he maintained a rather distant distance from other people.

So when Qi Yiwei came over, opened his curtain, put his chin on his arm and asked him "are you awake", Yan Chunjun forgot everything in an instant.

"Wake up." Yan Chunjun sat up, "What's wrong."

He didn't remember that he was used to sleeping naked. Even though his roommate was wearing pants last night because of his concern, his upper body was still naked.

The young man's beautiful and vigorous body was exposed to the slightly cold morning air. It was unknown whether it was because of the temperature or because the squinting eyes of the person in front of him tensed up nervously, and some goose bumps even appeared on the back of his neck.Yan Chunjun didn't know that he acted like an innocent boy with no love experience at all, but he was a little annoyed, why didn't he put on his shirt because there was still a curtain on the bed yesterday——

Let him make a fool of himself in front of Qi Yiwei early in the morning.

He quickly pulled the quilt over and covered himself.

It seemed that he didn't realize that it was the person in front of him who opened other people's curtains without people's consent.

Qi Yiwei glanced frankly at Yan Chunjun's body.

"The figure is pretty good." He praised sincerely.

If Xiaoye once imagined what it would be like to transform into a human form, then his former natal sword was completely regarded by him as the most convenient weapon. He never thought that the natal sword would also transform into a human form one day.

So when we met today, I had to take a good look at it.

"..." Regarding his praise, Yan Chunjun didn't say a word, but stared at him with a pair of turquoise eyes wide open. The light in the depths of the pupils was shaking like a spring, telling the trembling of the master's heart, even the eyelashes were shaking. Shaking in unison.

It was only then that the former owner remembered that he no longer fully owned the young man with independent personality in front of him. Seeing that he looked like a boy from a good family whose innocence had been tarnished by bullies, he had no choice but to lower the curtain.

"Well, I'm sorry. Why don't you get dressed first." Qi Yiwei sat on his seat, poured himself a glass of water, and felt that he didn't need to be so guilty, "Actually, everyone is a man. I didn't mean to see you either."

No, he did it on purpose.

Qi Yiwei made up with a guilty conscience: "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll let you see it too."

The movement on Yan Chunjun's bed strangely stopped for a moment.

"...No need." There seemed to be a trace of helplessness in the voice for some reason.

Qi Yiwei didn't get too tangled up, and told his purpose of looking for Yan Chunjun early in the morning, "Actually, I want to ask you, the virtual mecha battle system in your game yesterday is very interesting, teach me how to do it."

Yan Chunjun has already dressed everything, and has regained the usual composure of a mixed-race youth, but this time his hair, which is usually soft, has been strangled in an unruly way, matching his solemn face, which strangely attracts attention.

"Well, I'll help you register an account tonight, and then I'll take you to the training ground."

Qi Yiwei said: "I need the game cabin, I haven't bought it yet, I don't know if I can get it tonight if I buy it now."

"I already bought one." Yan Chunjun said, "Last night when you asked me what I was doing, I guessed that you didn't have one, so I just bought one."

Although he didn't know what kind of "smooth" is, but Qi Yiwei also knew that the price of a game cabin is definitely not cheap, but he is not a person who cares about money, so he said after hearing the words: "Okay, in the future, please You eat."

After finishing the class in the afternoon, I also studied with Wu Xu for an hour and had dinner with him.Wu Xu still wanted to keep him, but Qi Yiwei couldn't wait to go to the field to have a look, so he turned and left ruthlessly, leaving Wu Xu alone behind him and complained sadly, "Do you have other dogs outside..."

Well, of course that's not what the original words said, but that's what Qi Yiwei heard.

When the elevator reached the 12th floor, a spider-like robot with many arms was carrying a large box to the corridor. A group of students surrounded the robot in amazement.

"The latest model of the supreme VIP class..."

"So rich, the last time I saw someone using this model was Ling Luoyi."

"Isn't it? Could it be that some prince lives in our dormitory building? It's enough to buy this building."

Qi Yiwei didn't participate in the gossip, and went straight to his dormitory, bypassing them, but saw that the robot also slowly wandered to his door and stopped.

Just as the delivery robot was about to knock on the door, the door lock sensed that Qi Yiwei's iris was open, and the robot pulled out a hand in its busy schedule and made a knight salute to Qi Yiwei: "Thank you."

Inside the door, Yan Chunjun also came to open the door, and the robot's eyes lighted up: "Mr. Yan, the goods you ordered have been delivered, please check."