I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1269

You didn’t plan to let the third person continue speaking. You smiled, took a step back, and said, "Sorry, I’m very poor. Right now, I don’t even have a place of my own and can only live in the dorm provided by the school, so..."

"What the hell? Why didn’t you say so earlier? You wasted so much of our time!" The three of them glared at you in unison, their faces full of anger as they returned to their original seats.

You walked to the inquiry counter and said to a beautiful woman sitting there clipping her nails, "Excuse me, can I look up some information about myself?"

The woman had overheard what you said earlier. Since you were one of the school’s few "poor students," she couldn’t be bothered to give you much attention. Without even lifting her head, she lazily replied, "If you know how to do it, find it yourself."

"Thank you." Surprisingly, you still thanked her. When the woman glanced up, she was startled to find that you had somehow gotten over the counter and were now standing beside her. Under her astonished gaze, you skillfully accessed your info, far more adeptly than she expected.

"Mu Yun, confidential records. Temporary residence: North District New Student Dormitory Building 4, No. 44." At the same time, a four-dimensional map appeared, clearly marking the location of your future accommodation.

Having obtained the information you wanted, you executed a front flip on the spot, moving with a smooth and practiced motion, landing effortlessly back outside the counter. Under the amazed stares of the four people, you walked out of the inquiry center.

As soon as you left, the woman immediately copied your records and pressed the communicator: "Big Sis, I’ve discovered a new world..."

The area you were in was surrounded by buildings designed in a retro-classical style. Most of the facilities here were also relatively antiquated. The road beneath your feet was an asphalt pavement from a long time ago, lined on both sides with tall, deciduous trees arranged neatly and uniformly. At this moment, you were walking under the golden ginkgo trees.

When you saw the ginkgo trees, you couldn’t help but recall snippets of your memories of Gingko Village. Lost in thought, you suddenly heard a crisp cry: "Watch out!"

Looking up, you saw a beautiful long-haired woman riding a very vintage-style bicycle rushing toward you. Perhaps due to brake failure, the woman didn’t stop. Her only hope was for you to dodge out of the way. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

However, the typical campus story didn’t play out in your case. At the crucial moment, you lightly tapped your foot and attempted an effortless spinning front flip. But just as your body was about to leap over the top of the woman’s head, you suddenly felt a heavy pressure on your body and abruptly dropped downward.

The campus drama didn’t happen, but a scene straight out of a legend did. Just as you fell, there was a fleeting moment where your lips met hers—four soft, red lips momentarily touched. A jolt shot through your entire body like electricity, though inertia pulled you away too quickly, leaving you wanting more of those tender, warm, and elastic lips.

When you landed, you balanced yourself with a single hand on the ground, performing a stylish rebound before gracefully touching down.

As you rebounded to a height of three or four meters, you noticed that gravity above seemed to have significantly intensified, which explained the earlier happenings.

Unfortunately, the girl didn’t turn back. She seemed like a shy maiden, hastily pedaling away.

Because everything had happened so suddenly, you hadn’t managed to get a good look at her face. All you knew was that her lips were incredibly tender, and her body carried the faint, elegant scent of lilac.

Uh... does this count as some kind of extramarital flirtation?

You scratched your head. Well, it’s just a game, who cares? The most important thing is that none of your six wives find out, ha.

Heh, thinking about it like this, you couldn’t help but feel a little thrilled.

After collecting your thoughts, you briskly walked to a small five-story building up ahead.

As you walked, you noticed that all the houses here were very short. Compared to the hundred-story structures outside or the thousand-story megastructures in the city, these small buildings seemed utterly insignificant.

Upon reaching your floor, you found that the fourth layer only had two rooms—your "No. 44" and the adjacent "No. 04." After giving it some thought, you figured it made sense—after all, with so few residents, there was no need for many rooms.

When you used your fingerprint to unlock the door, you discovered that the apartment was surprisingly spacious, and all kinds of furniture were included. However, all of it was retro-style; aside from the fully automated fingerprint lock, there wasn’t a single high-tech item in the room.

The moment you stepped inside, a gentle voice sounded, and then the projection of a beautiful woman dressed in classical attire appeared before you. "Master, welcome home."

Seeing how beautiful and charming the maid was, your heart was instantly at ease. Sitting on the springy sofa, you gave her a sincere smile. "Could you tell me your name?"

"Master, I don’t have a name yet. Please give me one."

The stunning maid stepped closer to you, marking the first time since arriving in this world that you’d observed a woman so closely.

She was wearing a pale blue cheongsam-style house dress. The high, tight collar indicated her modest and diligent nature, while her full, white, lotus-like arms exposed by the sleeveless design revealed confidence in her appearance and figure.

Her voluminous, firm chest rose and fell elegantly without the slightest hint of excess, and her rounded hips highlighted the curve of her waistline, subtly revealed by the slender fit of the cheongsam. The slits on either side swayed with her lotus-like steps, exuding a graceful allure enhanced by the woven-silk fabric’s luxurious texture.

Her figure was sensual without being vulgar. Her face exuded a blend of beauty and charm. Her attire and demeanor implied a captivating balance between assertiveness and restraint.

Such a stunning creature—rare in your previous life and likely just as rare in this world. If she were real, she would surely rival any of your six wives.

Speaking of your six wives, you couldn’t help worrying a bit, though not excessively—after all, none of them were pushovers or easily bullied.

After a brief moment of thought, you smiled and said, "How about Qimeng for your name?"

"Thank you, Master, for your generosity. From now on, Qimeng will be your maid."

You nodded, then smiled again. "By the way, I’d like to ask—are these projections modeled after real people?"

Qimeng lightly nodded her delicate head. "Yes, but those individuals have usually already left this world."

"Oh, I see. So this makes for a meaningful keepsake," you mused. Then you added, "But I don’t quite understand something. Why does a simple student dormitory need projections like you? The room seems devoid of modern furnishings—what purpose could you serve here?"

"It’s true. Our presence mainly offers a sense of emotional comfort. Also, when the Master wishes, we can enter your dreams while you sleep at night..."

You weren’t in the mood to listen to all that and sighed deeply. "I’m so tired. I need a quick nap."

With that, you kicked your feet up and promptly dozed off on the sofa.

You had been trying to push your limits over the past few days. When you arrived here, you also activated a gravitational pull twice that of Earth’s on your body, meaning you were now enduring double the standard gravity.

Looking at your pure and adorable sleeping face, Qimeng couldn’t help but show an expression of tenderness that no mere projection should possess. Even the way she looked at you radiated warmth and gentleness...