Ninth class citizen

Chapter 365 Old Friend

The woman took it herself, opened it, and saw that it contained about two hundred vials of undiluted liquid, mostly second and third tier. She nodded in satisfaction.

"It would have been so much better if you had been this sensible sooner!" She handed the original liquid storage box to a student behind her, smiled, stepped forward, grabbed Hayden's collar, and looked up into his sea-blue eyes:

"Don't worry, as long as you continue to be good, Sena-senpai will not treat you unfairly."

Before she could finish speaking, Hayden suddenly grinned and smiled silently at her.

The smile was normal for only the first second; it quickly grew wider and wider, stretching from the corners of the mouth all the way to the ears.

Rows of slender, needle-like teeth emerged from his wide-open mouth, his sapphire-like eyes turned crimson and bulged outwards, and his handsome face swelled up rapidly.

The same was true for the body. The clothes were instantly burst open, revealing long, sharp claws.

Sena was tightly gripped by the two pincers above her. She screamed as she rose ten meters into the air, desperately shaking her body, trying to break free from the strange giant worm with its black shell.

Meanwhile, her classmates who had previously surrounded her quickly formed a circle after discovering that the AI ​​could not connect to the network, attempting to protect themselves and retaliate.

Most of them are simply gene optimizers, with only a small fraction possessing combat abilities.

However, they didn't know what kind of strange giant insect it was, and even though they used all their strength, they still couldn't do anything to it.

After her initial shock, Sena quickly activated the defensive supernatural item she was wearing around her neck.

But the strange insect's compound eyes emitted a cold and mocking light, and it raised its pincers, casually tossing Sena into its mouth.

The defenses failed. Blood flowed from the insect's mouth, its screams were deafening, and the screams from below were equally deafening.

The darkened sky suddenly shattered, revealing a patch of azure blue.

The monster vanished in the next second, and everyone, including Sena herself, collapsed into the woods, their eyes glazed over.

After a long while, someone stood up and said, "I understand! It was Hayden who hypnotized us!"

This reminded the others, who were filled with righteous indignation and uncontrollable anger: "How dare he! Does he have a death wish?"

"He's just a lowly commoner. Miss Sena only used his purified essence because she thought highly of him. How can you repay kindness with enmity?"

"I'll bring the energy-blocking device with me tomorrow, and I'll tear him apart alive!"

"This kid is really dishonest; he's been pretending in front of us for so long!"

Sena's body was still trembling. The excruciating pain of being thrown into the gag and pierced by countless sharp teeth still lingered in her mind.

With the help of her companions, she stood up and let out a cold laugh:

“Using supernatural abilities against classmates is a serious violation of the rules. I will report today’s events to the college’s supervisory committee as factual, and I may need everyone’s testimony at that time.”

"No problem!"

"It is our inescapable responsibility!"

"Sister Sena's business is my business!"

Someone hesitated and asked, "Sister Sena, didn't you say before that if it's really true that you've got your eye on Hayden's face, he might be expelled from the academy?"

"So what?" Sena's eyes were filled with hatred: "You ungrateful wretch, you don't appreciate kindness, then you only deserve to be a plaything!"

“Sister Sena is so insightful!” a boy laughed. “If we don’t have this student skin, who will know when we tie him up and take him back? Who will stand up for him?” Hayden slammed the dormitory door shut behind him, his face deathly pale.

Within a few months of enrolling, his hypnotic abilities had advanced to the fourth level, but controlling multiple people in a dream was still too much of a stretch.

In just a few minutes, he was already drenched in sweat and had no energy left.

"What happened to you?" Yu Lin, his roommate, came up to him, helped him up, and frowned. "Did you run into Sena again? What did they do to you?"

“Yes.” Hayden pursed his lips, a hint of triumphant smile in his eyes: “But this time, I fought back.”

"You used a hypnotic supernatural ability?" Yu Lin immediately understood: "Overuse of the ability caused instability in your mental state?"

He quickly retrieved a first-order F-grade gene stabilizer and inserted it into Hayden's carotid artery.

A few minutes later, some color returned to the latter's face.

"Why?" Yu Lin asked, "You know what Sena is relying on, and you've tolerated it for so long. You even explained the consequences to me and forbade me from standing up for you and teaching them a lesson—why can't you hold back today?"

Hayden raised his head, a smile appearing in his eyes.

"You must have spent the whole day in the potion synthesis room and haven't had time to watch the news yet, right?"

"The news you're referring to, is it that Nan Rong passed the fifth-tier certification, or that His Majesty the President personally visited Sleipnir to attend the ceremony?"

"The latest one. Starting tomorrow, Nan Rong will become a tutor in the academy's pharmaceutical synthesis major!"

Yu Lin's eyes widened in surprise.

“Because she’s coming, I don’t want to put up with it anymore,” Hayden said softly.

I don't want her to see me behaving like a servile person.

Overtime, overtime, overtime every day, there's never a day when I can leave before midnight.

They work harder than dogs and earn less than the moon because they don't actually have a single penny.

But Wendy had no choice. She had begged and pleaded her way into this internship, and she was determined to stick with it no matter how hard she worked.

She dashed into the gates of the Burgen City Gene Research Institute, smiling broadly and bowing to everyone she met, but received only a few extremely cold responses.

Wendy was used to it; her smile seemed to be welded onto her face.

She smiled as she squeezed into the elevator, smiling as she acted as an elevator attendant, smiling as she pressed the floor buttons for everyone who came up, then smiling as she went down and rushed into the changing room.

Interns are not allowed to have their own lockers. She took out the brown paper bag that was tucked under the bench, changed into her white work clothes, quickly folded her clothes, neatly put them back into the paper bag, and then got up to leave.

Her smile was still on her face, but she had already bumped into the person behind her.

Most of the steaming coffee was spilled, and the white work clothes were covered with large patches of brown and black stains.

The burned area stung painfully, but Wendy didn't care at all.

Gracie, a third-level gene optimization specialist, frowned and looked angrily at the intern who was frantically trying to wipe up the few drops of coffee that had splashed on her clothes with her bare hands.

“That’s enough.” She took a step back. “This spring outfit is the latest style from Judith’s boutique, and today is the first time I’m wearing it—don’t tell me you didn’t do it on purpose.”