Electronic Nezha

Chapter 132 Evolution
Before drinking, we focused on our work. I have to say this is the best team I've ever seen, but I'm not at ease. Even though I live in a run-down old apartment, that's my life.

Sixth Master seemed to have read my mind, and patted me on the shoulder, saying, "You can go back to your house once we've finished setting it up—anyway, you don't have a wife, so what's the difference where you stay single?"

I smiled wryly, raised my glass, and said, "Although I can't go home, at least I have a country to serve. I'll have to work hard for you guys from now on."

Everyone clinked glasses with me, and Jinli said, "Don't say that about Brother Feng, you're someone who has the Earth in your heart."

"It's just a side job," I said. "Whether we install Earth or not, we still have to live, right?"

Everyone laughed: "Brother Feng is insightful."

Yuan Yuan brought out two dishes, and the chubby boy grabbed a piece of cucumber, stuffed it into his mouth, and exclaimed, "Delicious!"

Koi glanced at him and said, "Are you trying to say that I can't even properly slice a cucumber?"

The chubby boy laughed and said, "Why are you getting all worked up? I didn't say anything."

I asked curiously, "Didn't you ever think about hiring a cook or anything like that before?"

Jinli said, "Brother Feng, do you know how many years it takes to get into our Sixth Division for background checks?"

Just then, the chubby boy's phone rang. He glanced at it and said, "The test results are in."

I casually asked, "What were the test results?"

“That fish,” the chubby boy said. “We had everything that came into contact with it tested, including the clothes, the bullet we found, and your kitchen knife. Can you guess what it is?”

Sixth Master said, "Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me."

"The tests on his scales revealed him to be an arapaima, and the mucus on his tongue matched the DNA of a frog. This means that although he looks like an Earth creature, these two characteristics shouldn't be present together. I guess he can evolve himself into whatever form he wants based on his actions. Maybe next time he'll turn into a tiger that spits venom or something."

Koi said speechlessly, "Is it really that fancy?"

The shark said expressionlessly, "Fancy means it's low-level. Humans have basically stopped evolving, but if you want to fly, you can fly an airplane; if you want to go into the sea, you can take a submarine. If you have to wait to evolve gills to swim, what's the point?"

Everyone looked at him, and the shark said, "Am I wrong?"

Sixth Master chuckled and said, "Those special forces guys are just that simple and direct, that's true, but don't let your guard down." The old man turned to me and said, "You shouldn't feel pressured either. It seems they only want to kidnap you rather than kill you, so your safety is still guaranteed."

I exclaimed, "Sixth Master, you really know how to comfort people. Now that you've said that, I feel much more at ease."

Everyone laughed again.

We all drank quite a bit that night. The scene at these "big drinking" parties is always the same in the end—everyone hugs someone nearby, sometimes whispering, sometimes loudly bragging, and finally pouring out their hearts to each other. I remember Sixth Master was so drunk that he squatted on the sofa and talked non-stop. Yuan Yuan made two trips just to add cucumber salad and fried peanuts.

The next day, around nine o'clock, I woke up in bed reeking of alcohol. I went next door and knocked on Liu Zhenhua's door. The chubby boy ran out and said, "He went to school early this morning. Shark delivered it."

Why a shark?

"You made the arrangements last night, right? From now on, Shark will be responsible for picking him up and dropping him off."

"Oh, I don't remember at all..." I staggered downstairs, and Yuan Yuan served me a bowl of porridge and peeled an egg. Seeing that no one was around, I asked her in a low voice, "I didn't let anything slip last night, did I?"

Yuan Yuan whispered, "No, Master did a great job and barely said anything."

"What do you mean I didn't say much?" I felt a little uncomfortable. I'm not the kind of person who's pretentious, so why did I become aloof after drinking a little? It's not good for people to think I'm using my status to act like a big shot!

"You lost your ability to speak after drinking more than half a bottle of wine, but your Mongolian long song captivated everyone present."

I almost choked on my porridge: "How come I didn't know I could sing Mongolian long song?"

"After you started speaking haltingly, you began to sing—you said it was a Mongolian long song." "How did I sing it?"

"Uh, uh..."

"You don't like to study, do you?"

"No, that's how you sing it."

I feel like dying. I'm not afraid of losing control after drinking, I'm just afraid someone will help me remember! What kind of Mongolian long song is that? It's just that you feel like you've drunk too much and want to throw up.

“Yuanyuan, I have to say something to you again. In the future, when it’s time to be truthful, just be truthful. You don’t need to flatter me.”

"It's alright, Master. They're all drunk anyway, no one will remember."

Yes! Yuan Yuan is still the best at comforting people.

At that moment, Dolphin asked me, "Brother Feng, are you going to the stall again today?"

"go with!"

"Then I will accompany you."

As per procedure, I put on my bulletproof vest again. When I got to the courtyard, Sixth Master was practicing Tai Chi with his back to us, and there was a faint mist rising from his head. Hearing footsteps behind me, Sixth Master asked without turning his head, "Fengzi, are you up?"

"Hmm, is Sixth Master taking care of his health?"

"Yes, when you get old, you should exercise. Try the methods I told you about yesterday; they're based on experience." The old man finished his routine, turned around, and had a cigarette dangling from his lips...

"Alright, I've learned it. Goodbye, Sixth Master."

Dolphin and I drove Xiao Wu to the market. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Dolphin got into the driver's seat, and Xiao Wu said as he drove towards the market, "It's good to have a yard. You don't have to worry about those novice drivers bumping into you in the middle of the night. It would be great if there was a charging station."

The dolphin was clearly not used to this level of autonomous driving; several times when the steering wheel started turning on its own, it didn't know where to put its hands.

I told him knowingly, "Hang your sleeves on the steering wheel and play on your phone."

“No need…” Dolphin said, “I heard Brother Feng can also sing Mongolian songs—”

"The long song, is it? Don't mention it again."

"Uh……"

"You can sing too, can't you?"

Dolphin Fun.

When we arrived at the market entrance, Dolphin attached a button-shaped intercom to my collar and gave me an earpiece, saying, "I won't go inside. Try out the microphone."

"Hey Hey hey."

The chubby boy said, "The Heavenly Eye is in place."

Then, Koi's calm voice came through the headset: "Sniper in position."

I got off the bus and walked alone toward the stall. When I passed a loudspeaker, my first instinct was to grab it and shout, "The savior has arrived! Get out of the way!"

(End of this chapter)