Since everything had been arranged reasonably, Leo settled down and stayed with the caravan without issue.
As for constantly doing that with Tangie and then rushing back to the Seven Days to Die world to save Lux—
Leo wanted to.
But the problem was—
Tangie had things to do.
Not shop-related matters, but something else entirely. After meeting Leo the night before, she had directly told him not to look for her for half a month. Otherwise, Leo would end up having to return to the Seven Days to Die world just to send Lux away.
Yet no matter how much he asked, Tangie refused to say what she was going out to do. She didn't even meet him today. Otherwise, Luo Hua wouldn't have been the one to come find him directly.
So Leo could only drop the matter.
He would have to look for other "targets" instead—and they had to be high-quality women.
He had already tested it on Miss Yellow Rose. Women without strength, and without emotional investment in him, produced only single-digit energy no matter how many times he went at it.
Miss Luo Hua wasn't a talkative person. She sat with Leo by the roadside while waiting for the caravan to depart, even entering a meditative state while waiting.
Rosh was the same, holding a notebook filled with spell arrays and formulas. Leo couldn't understand any of it, but that didn't stop him from pulling out his own language textbooks and notes to continue learning the local writing system.
Leo's learning progress was… difficult.
Not because of memory issues, but because this world was simply too novel to him. Even squatting by the roadside watching vendors was interesting. When unfamiliar animals passed by, he would even use his questionable drawing skills to sketch them into a blank notebook.
After all, the game Dungeon Fighter only showed this world in limited ways. The real world contained countless details the game never portrayed, and all of it fascinated Leo.
In that state, studying naturally became a classic case of "study? study my ass."
But just as he was watching a pack beast with a strangely wise expression, Miss Luo Hua's voice sounded beside him again.
"If you can't focus on what you're doing, you'll never reach the peak in any field."
Her voice was as stern and distinctive as ever—precise, upright, and rigid in tone.
Only then did Leo realize the caravan had already begun moving. He hurriedly grabbed Rosh by the collar, lifted her up, and set her on his shoulder, responding casually to Luo Hua as he did.
"That's true, but even a dull life needs some seasoning. Besides, I'm learning the language pretty fast."
As he spoke, Leo casually repeated something he'd just heard from nearby mercenaries, treating it like a joke.
"Stuff like 'he's richer,' 'I have connections,' or 'spare me, hero'—I pick those up instantly."
But after he said that, Luo Hua showed no hint of a smile. She only looked at him and shook her head helplessly.
"I think you should learn phrases that are actually useful. That kind of thug talk has no value at all."
Leo felt a bit awkward. Dry jokes really didn't land well with people like this.
"Uh… begging for mercy can still be useful, right?"
"Begging monsters is meaningless. Begging people who truly want to kill you is meaningless. And those so-called thugs won't spare you even if you beg. If you walk the righteous path, upright people won't attack you in the first place. So begging phrases are the most useless things you could learn."
"..."
Leo looked at her words—so just and upright—and then at her distinctly lewd, eye-catching body, and a strong sense of contrast hit him.
At the same time, he understood something.
This female fighter wasn't the type that could be easily taken down.
She was the kind who was extremely troublesome—but if you somehow matched her values, she'd practically be a free win.
This type had a name.
The "ordinary type."
Yes—ordinary personality, ordinary life outlook, ordinary values, ordinary way of thinking.
But—
It was precisely because of this excessive ordinariness that she was extraordinary.
Everyone had something unique about them. Even rigid people couldn't be called truly ordinary. But the woman beside him was ordinary in the purest sense.
Especially in a fantasy world like this.
A normal, upright personality here was rarer than rare.
If she said something like "I'm not a genius, I just got this strong through effort," that would be peak mainstream hero material—ordinary to the extreme.
This type of woman wouldn't play tsundere games, wouldn't push radical ideologies, wouldn't pit genders against each other. She treated men as men, herself as an ordinary woman. She didn't think being female made her superior, nor that men should yield to women. She objectively acknowledged differences between genders.
She would sacrifice for family, cut her own expenses when family costs rose, maybe even take side jobs. No messy personality traits. She bought things because she needed them; bought instruments or sports gear because she genuinely liked them. She even took intimacy seriously, even if she didn't fully understand it.
She focused on one thing at a time. When choosing a partner, she cared not about power, status, or wealth—but about shared values and personality.
Most importantly, every decision she made was the most correct option based on the information she had.
"That's why focus and effort are essential. I'm living proof. I was weak and sickly as a child. I gained this strength through focus and hard work. If you want to truly see this world and appreciate things you've never seen before, shouldn't you focus even more on learning the language and writing? You should concentrate, not let random thoughts interrupt your progress."
Luo Hua spoke again, and judging by her serious expression and tone, she genuinely believed every word.
Leo thought about it.
She was right.
Damn—
He was so excited internally that he cursed in another language.
What was wrong with this woman?!
She was too proper.
Logic told him that if he could get Luo Hua, she would be the perfect wife—and the energy output would be guaranteed.
But logic also told him something else.
This older sister might be "ordinary" to the extreme—
But trying to make a move on her?
That difficulty level was pure hell.