Apocalypse: My Apartment Has Traits - Chapter 106 - 98: Thunderstruck Magnetic Gold Iron (4K Compilation)
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Chapter 106: Chapter 98: Thunderstruck Magnetic Gold Iron (4K Compilation)
“Your attire and the way you refer to yourself are quite unusual.”
Su Lin patted the dust off his pants and stood up facing the Song Sisters.
The ancient-styled dress, along with the self-reference as a “little lady,” momentarily made him almost believe he had travelled through time again.
After the apocalypse, although the revival of martial arts classics has sparked a retro trend, someone like Song Yiren who completely embraced ancient style was, in his impression…
Only the second time he’s seen this.
Su Lin suddenly recalled another similarly-dressed Ni Yan, speaking in an archaic tone.
Could there be some other reason behind this?
“Is Young Master Lin curious as to why I am like this?”
Song Yiren’s waist swayed gently, taking graceful steps forward, akin to a refined lady stepping out from an ancient painting.
Song Yiyi, on the other hand, pouted slightly, hiding behind her sister with a hint of lingering fear.
Song Yiren chuckled lightly, her red lips gently parted, “Actually…”
“Actually, my sister used to be a Hanfu cosplay enthusiast, and now she’s finally found a reason to wear ancient costumes every day!” Song Yiyi interjected unexpectedly.
Song Yiren’s gentle smile instantly froze.
Su Lin scanned between the two sisters with a peculiar look.
Cosplay? That… fashionable?
“I…” Song Yiren opened her mouth, momentarily speechless after being undercut by her own sister.
She turned back to give Song Yiyi an annoyed look, then helplessly turned to Su Lin:
“It’s true that ancient clothing is my hobby, but the reason isn’t entirely that simple.”
“Oh?” Su Lin made a gesture of eagerness to listen, and he was indeed curious.
This Song Yiren came from a township camp; if she could reveal some high-level information through this opportunity, it would certainly be beneficial.
As for truthfulness, he would judge for himself.
Song Yiren smiled, her gaze shifting:
“Though revealing some information to Young Master Lin isn’t impossible, I dare to ask, what will Young Master Lin offer in return?”
Expecting something in return? Quite straightforward.
Su Lin raised an eyebrow, “What do you want?”
This woman had her sights set on the Su Family even before coming to Wuyin Village, a perfect chance to probe her true intentions.
Avenging her father? Su Lin had once speculated.
But now seeing Song Yiren in person, she appeared relaxed, with no sign of deep-seated hatred, even…
Feeling not as intensely resentful as Hou Yong himself.
Speaking of Hou Yong… that guy hasn’t shown himself for a few days, seemingly avoiding him?
Like he’s been provoked.
Upon hearing Su Lin’s inquiry, Song Yiren’s cheeks flushed with shallow dimples, her smile charming and voice sweet:
“My sister and I are new here, unfamiliar with the place. Could Young Master Lin kindly guide us at the local market?”
Is that it? Su Lin frowned slightly, finding her motives more puzzling.
However, being a guide is no trouble, a good chance to continue exploring her background.
He gave Song Yiren a deep look, then nodded, “Alright.”
“Then thank you, Young Master Lin,” Song Yiren smiled broadly, quietly dropping the surname, making it seem more intimate.
Then, she returned to the subject:
“Not speaking in modern colloquial language stems from two reasons.
The first is to enhance the feel for classical Chinese through daily conversations, providing additional aid in studying the ancestral martial arts classics. After all, today’s world is unlike before, lacking convenient technological assistance to translate ancient texts; this method, though clumsy, is a helpless choice for many.”
“As for the second reason…”
Song Yiren’s words paused slightly, a hint of intrigue passing through her beautiful eyes, she asked:
“In Young Master Lin’s view, among humanity’s ancient and modern civilizations worldwide, what is the most unified and inseparable element?”
Su Lin pondered slightly:
“Dynasty?”
Song Yiren gently shook her head:
“Religion.”
She lowered her eyelids, her voice suddenly softening, with a touch of ethereal:
“Young Master Lin, this world is far more complex than you currently know.”
What did she mean? Su Lin frowned deeply.
This cryptic talk was causing him frustration.
Batman, damn it!
“Haha.” Seeing his expression, Song Yiren covered her mouth with a slight laugh, “Young Master Lin, don’t be annoyed.”
Beside her, Song Yiyi pouted and muttered softly:
“Sister loves doing this—saying half and hiding the rest. It’s so annoying.”
Indeed. Su Lin inwardly agreed.
Song Yiren put away her smile and spoke seriously:
“It’s not that I’m deliberately being mysterious. Some words truly can’t be said openly. Saying them might invite trouble.”
More and more mysterious.
Su Lin sighed:
“Then what’s the point of saying it? Everyone knows studying ancient martial arts involves learning classical Chinese.”
“That’s my fault,” Song Yiren instantly adopted a pitiful expression as she gazed at him.
Before Su Lin could say anything else, she switched back to a smiling face, cleverly changing the subject:
“Since Young Master Lin finds my words useless, shall we switch to another trade? Earlier, I saw Young Master Lin squatting at this stall, pondering over these minerals, are you selecting suitable materials for weapon forging?”
“You know about this?” Su Lin was somewhat surprised.
“Of course I do!” Song Yiyi chimed in before her sister, crossing her arms and raising her little head, “When our family used to be wanderers, we survived by mining! Even I know!”
Song Yiren smiled as she continued:
“What my sister said is true. Not only my Song Family, but the Wanderer Clan we were once part of also lived off wild mining. Although we don’t claim complete mastery over various iron ores, we recognize over seventy to eighty percent.”
As she spoke, she elegantly gathered her wide sleeves, squatting down, and casually picking up a piece of purple-blue ore with her delicate white hand.
“For example, this piece is called ’Purple Cloud Iron Gall.’ Only the finest quality Purple Cloud Iron earns this name. The products forged from it possess both toughness and flexibility, unsuitable for crafting large knives or swords, but it is an excellent material for making gun barrels or longbow frames.”
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com


