Misato Katsuragi stopped and turned around curiously.
"Me?"
Fang Xian nodded, wearing an innocent expression.
"Yes, I noticed Auntie is also wearing combat gear, so she can probably give us some advice."
As a user of a "God-level Mecha," Misato Katsuragi could naturally offer some guidance, though time might be a bit tight.
However, since this was Asuka's first male friend, she felt obligated to help.
"Okay, let's go together then."
Fang Xian looked at Misato Katsuragi's cheerful smile and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
If Asuka hadn't insisted on challenging him, Misato Katsuragi wouldn't have become his prey.
Aside from Mu Yunzhi and Tang Xiaowu, he hadn't experienced this kind of relationship in a long time.
Now, he had to give it a try.
...
Katsuragi Misato pushed open the hidden door deep inside, revealing a wide metal corridor. A soft, technologically advanced blue light emanated from the floor lights, guiding people into the elevator.
The four of them entered, and the elevator slowly descended.
Upon reaching the fourth basement level, they stepped out of the elevator.
Fang Xian stepped into the basement of the luxurious villa. The sheer spaciousness was overwhelming; it was hard to imagine that such a vast underground world was hidden beneath the villa.
The walls were embedded with large, high-definition screens, currently emitting a faint blue light, constantly flashing various complex data and patterns.
These screens were not merely decorative; they were an important component of the entire high-tech system, displaying various parameters and scene information of the simulated battle in real time.
In the central area of the basement was a spacious arena.
The floor was made of a high-strength, transparent composite material, not only incredibly sturdy but also capable of displaying various match data and virtual scenes in real time.
Rows upon rows of advanced equipment were neatly arranged around the arena.
These devices could precisely capture every movement and command of the participants, translating them into actions in the virtual world.
On one side of the arena stood a massive holographic projection command post.
On the post was a top-of-the-line intelligent control system, through which administrators could easily adjust the competition rules and parameters.
Overall, Asuka's basement was undoubtedly a dreamlike place combining high technology, competition, and entertainment.
They stepped out of the transparent elevator, and Asuka pointed to the arena ahead.
"Fang Xian, let's have a match first."
Katsuragi Misato looked on with envy, deeply impressed by their youthful energy.
"Hehe, youth is wonderful. I'll turn on the equipment for you."
Fang Xian had observed the basement closely; it was empty, but there were numerous observation instruments. He wondered where these videos and data would be transmitted.
After all, if he started playing, it would become a live broadcast.
If he was exposed, it wouldn't matter.
But he would never allow anyone to spy on his woman.
"Auntie, could you please turn off all the monitoring devices and surveillance cameras here?"
Katsurashiro Misato asked, slightly surprised and puzzled.
"Fang Xian, recording your performance would better pinpoint your weaknesses. Why do you want to turn them off?"
Before Fang Xian could explain, Asuka crossed her arms, a smug grin spreading across her face.
"Mom, just turn it off. Our great Fang is afraid he'll lose to me and leave evidence, then he'll lose face."
Katsuraki Misato frowned slightly. Asuka's arrogant personality was giving her a headache.
"Asuka, you can't talk about Fang Xian like that. We should all get along."
"Hmph! Mom, just turn it off already. I can't wait to crush Fang Xian."
"Asuka...you really are..."
Katsuraki Misato looked at Fang Xian apologetically, exasperated.
"Fang Xian, I'm sorry. Our Asuka didn't mean any harm. Don't take it to heart."
Fang Xian smiled but didn't say anything. He certainly wouldn't take it to heart; he'd only let it go.
Katsuraki Misato smiled awkwardly, then took out the remote control from her "nano ring."
After operating the remote control, all the detection equipment in the basement was shut down, leaving only some equipment in the arena running.
"Alright, Fang Xian, it's all off."
Fang Xian, still not entirely at ease, scanned the area again with his mental energy, only relaxing when he found nothing amiss.
If he had brought the "Concealing Cloth" with him, this wouldn't have been so troublesome.
Asuka walked towards the arena, her face full of arrogance.
"Fang Xian, come on."
Fang Xian sneered, no need to continue pretending.
"This is boring, how about we change the competition?"
"Huh?"
Asuka was displeased, glaring at Fang Xian mockingly:
"I didn't expect the great genius Fang to back down at the last minute. Fine, I won't bully you. Tell me, what do you want to compete in?"
Fang Xian's lips curled slightly, his eyes fixed on her with greed.
"Comparing sex acts in bed."
"Huh? What's that?"
"It's...doing sex."
Misato Katsuragi and Asuka both paled, never expecting Fang Xian to say such a thing.
Even Rei Ayanami, who was usually uninterested in worldly affairs, couldn't help but look at Fang Xian curiously, thinking she had misheard.
Asuka immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Fang Xian and shouting:
"Fang, how could you be so disgusting? Don't you know any shame?!"
Misato Katsuragi also frowned deeply; she couldn't believe Fang Xian would say such a thing.
Even if it was just playful banter between classmates, this was extremely inappropriate.
"Asuka, don't get agitated. Fang Xian probably just misspoke."
She forced a smile and turned to look at Fang Xian.
"Fang Xian, right?"
Fang Xian looked at them, a sly smile on his face.
"It really was a slip of the tongue."
Misato Katsuragi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly tried to ease the tension.
"Xiangxiang, see? I told you Fang Xian's words were a slip of the tongue..."
Before Katsuragi Misato could finish, Fang Xian interrupted,
"It was indeed a slip of the tongue. I only mentioned Asuka, which is incorrect. Actually, you guys were included too."
"Katsuragi Misato, Ayanami Rei, you have to be included too."
Katsuragi Misato, Asuka, and Ayanami Rei's expressions all changed slightly.
Asuka glared at Fang Xian, gritting her teeth.
"You bastard, surnamed Fang."
Katsuragi Misato didn't give Fang Xian a friendly look either, her voice icy.
"Fang Xian, get out of here immediately. You're not welcome here."
Rei Ayanami, unusually, frowned deeply, staring suspiciously at Fang Xian.
Fang Xian, however, remained unperturbed, a sly smile playing on his lips.
"Alright, the hatred has been aroused."
"Now, all of you
—submit to me."
"Trick: Mind Interference"