Chapter 493 Who is the "Ultimate Overlord" of the Dormitory?

After the kitchen challenge and the "bowl monster" incident, Qin Feng and his friends returned to the dormitory and finally enjoyed a moment of peace. However, the peace was only an appearance, because today, the "ultimate hegemony battle" in the dormitory quietly kicked off - an ultimate showdown about who can get the "most comfortable bed" in the dormitory.

As soon as Zhang Meng entered the room, he rushed to his big bed. He fell down heavily like a huge rock, making a loud creaking sound: "Ah, my bed, my favorite!" He turned over comfortably and rubbed the pillow like a child.

"Mengzi, don't get complacent too soon," Chu Tian smiled sinisterly, pointing at Zhang Meng's bed, "We didn't say you are the 'ultimate overlord' of the dormitory. The best bed must be decided through fair competition!"

Zhang Meng immediately jumped up from the bed: "What? Dormitory overlord? Competition? Chu Tian, ​​what are you up to?"

"Hehe, since there are four of us in our dormitory, there must be a overlord, right? The best bed, the best resting rights, this is a big deal!" Chu Tian said seriously.

Qin Feng took off his coat and looked at them with a smile: "I'm not interested in competing for 'dominance'. However, if you want to play games, I can join in and see."

Ye Li had long been accustomed to these guys' weird ideas. She smiled and shook her head: "Your train of thought is really unique. However, since we want to compete, I can be the referee."

Thus, an "ultimate battle for dorm dominance" was born. The rules are simple and crude - whoever can pass various dormitory challenges and get the most points can become the "dormitory dominance", win the best bed and a whole week of "lazy privileges".

The first challenge: folding the quilt!

Everyone stood beside their beds, taking this seemingly simple task seriously, but requiring extremely high hand speed and skills. Ye Li stood by and solemnly announced the rules: "Five minutes per person, whoever folds the quilt most neatly and looks most like a tofu block will win this round."

Zhang Meng looked at his big quilt and showed a trace of nervousness: "My quilt is so big, can I finish it in five minutes?"

Chu Tian was full of confidence. He patted the quilt and said, "It's just folding the quilt. It's nothing."

When the time started, everyone started to move. Zhang Meng's hand speed was as clumsy as his giant rock bear, and the quilts were piled up messily like a mountain; Chu Tian, ​​however, was like a professional soldier, quickly folding the quilts neatly, and everything was under control.

However, the most unexpected thing was Qin Feng - he held the Dragon Shadow Sword in his hand with a focused expression, and he lightly swept the sword energy, and the quilt automatically rolled into a square "tofu block" as if with magic.

"Isn't this cheating?" Chu Tian was so surprised that he almost dropped the quilt in his hand, "You actually used your martial spirit to fold the quilt!"

"The rules don't say that we can't use martial spirits." Qin Feng responded seriously, obviously very satisfied with his "invention".

Zhang Meng looked at his messy bed and sighed, "If I had known earlier, I would have used Giant Rock Bear to help me flatten it."

Ye Li looked at the three people's works and announced with a smile: "Qin Feng won with his absolute creativity!"

The next challenge is the most difficult one, sweeping the floor. This is not just ordinary sweeping, but cleaning every corner of the dormitory, not even leaving out the tiny dust.

"Okay, now I want to see that the floor is shiny enough to reflect your reflection." Ye Li stood at the door of the dormitory, playing the role of a strict "instructor".

Chu Tian and Zhang Meng immediately took action, sweeping left and right with the broom. However, Qin Feng started to use his "sword energy cleverness" again. He held the Dragon Shadow Sword tightly, used the sword energy to control the dust on the ground, and tried to sweep it all into the trash can.

At first, everyone thought that Qin Feng's "Sword Qi Sweeping Technique" was invincible, but things were not as simple as he thought - the dust controlled by the sword energy flew in the air for a while, and suddenly lost control and pounced on Zhang Meng's face, instantly making his face "gray".

"Cough cough! Qin Feng! Did you do this on purpose?" Zhang Meng was choked by the dust and kept coughing. He slapped his face with his hands and blamed Qin Feng for his "lazy" way of doing things.

Chu Tianze smiled gloatingly and said, "It seems that martial spirits cannot solve all problems. We still have to be honest when sweeping the floor."

Sure enough, the broom and rag were the final winners. Although Qin Feng tried to use his sword energy to be lazy, Chu Tian won in the end with his solid sweeping skills. He proudly shook off the dust on the broom: "I am an expert in sweeping the floor!"

Next, Ye Li announced the most vexing challenge project - garbage sorting. Everyone had to sort a pile of messy garbage into different garbage bins within one minute, including kitchen waste, recyclables, non-recyclables and hazardous waste.

"This challenge looks simple, but it actually tests your speed and eyesight." Ye Li said as she placed a pile of messy garbage on the table.

The race begins! Chu Tian is very fast, but he is obviously not familiar with the rules of garbage classification. He always mixes up recyclable and non-recyclable items, and even throws an apple core into the plastic trash can.

"This is too outrageous, Chu Tian!" Zhang Meng couldn't help complaining as he sorted the garbage, "Even a 'rough guy' like me knows that apple cores can't be recycled!"

Qin Feng still took a "shortcut". He actually started to use the Dragon Shadow Sword to separate the garbage into different categories with sword energy. His movements were fast and the classification was accurate. Zhang Meng was so surprised: "This sword can not only kill monsters, but also sort garbage?"

However, in the last few seconds, Qin Feng's sword energy accidentally mixed all the garbage into a ball, and he couldn't tell what was what. He looked at the "garbage hodgepodge" on the table helplessly, realizing that his "sword energy" had completely failed this time.

In the end, it was Zhang Meng, who seemed to be the least good at sorting, who won the competition. Although he was slow, he sorted every piece of garbage accurately. "Sure enough, slow work produces fine work." He clapped his hands proudly and announced his victory.

Seeing that the score was too close to be decided, Ye Li thought for a moment and decided to add one last "ultimate challenge" - whoever can lie still in bed for the longest time without being disturbed will win the final victory.

This challenge may seem simple, but it actually requires great endurance and tolerance. Zhang Meng immediately jumped onto the bed and lay on his back, "I'm the best at this challenge! Just wait, I'll be the overlord!"

Chu Tian showed a strange smile: "Don't be too proud too soon, Mengzi, the real battle has just begun."

Everyone lay down and entered the "staying up late" state. However, Chu Tian quickly took out a feather from his sleeve, quietly approached Zhang Meng's bed, and began to tickle the soles of his feet. Zhang Meng immediately burst out laughing: "Hey! This is not fair! Hahaha! Stop tickling!"

Qin Feng didn't move, he wanted to concentrate on not laughing. However, Chu Tian quickly turned the feather towards him and gently swept it across his neck. Qin Feng held back his laughter, his face flushed.

In the end, everyone couldn't stop laughing and the game ended with "everyone is out".

The final result was that no one really won the title of "Ultimate Overlord" because no one could persist in "lying still." Despite this, the laughter in the dormitory never stopped.

"It seems that there is still no winner in this 'battle for supremacy'." Ye Li concluded with a smile.

Qin Feng stretched and said with a smile: "Maybe we don't need any overlord in our dormitory. It would be fine if everyone occupies a piece of territory."

Zhang Meng nodded: "Anyway, my goal is to have a comfortable bed. As for being the overlord, whatever!"

Everyone laughed, and the dormitory was filled with a relaxed and happy atmosphere. They knew that whether there was an "ultimate overlord" or not, there would always be joy and friendship in this dormitory.