Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 197 Kassel Admissions, Gattuso, New Friends (8k)

April ends, then May begins, and then the college entrance exams in June...

Su Xiaoqiang stared blankly at the unremarkable envelope on the clean desk.

It's the weekend today. In the morning...
She was researching how to cook rice cakes and toast with eggs when Aunt Chen, who had gone out to buy groceries, returned.

They carried a pale white letter with a faint scent of paper.

It was said to have been sent from the United States.

Aunt Chen comes from the Oliveira family and was the housekeeper arranged by Su Xiaoqiang's mother. She has been in the Su family for more than ten years and naturally knows that Miss Su should be of college age.

Whether it's Portugal or China, whether you're of mixed race or ordinary, we live in a modern society, and young people born into this society should at least get a diploma.

A diploma is like a stepping stone; with it, everything becomes much easier.

Su Xiaoqiang naturally didn't need to worry about her studies. Even if the Su family wasn't as prosperous as they are now, or even if they were just mining owners who barely managed to make a living in Binhai, she would still not have to worry about her studies.

According to the original plan, Su Xiaoqiang was supposed to study abroad. Going to university abroad couldn't be easier. Her father had already prepared a bank card with a sponsorship label on it. The amount in it was enough to make those Ivy League universities open their doors to you, even though they've never had a chance to send a single person to study abroad.

Even if I don't want to go too far from home right now, it's not a big problem.

Having been in business for so many years, Su Jiannan still has some connections in China. With a little maneuvering, he could afford to send his daughter to university... Anyway, she won't be studying any highly specialized subjects, and she won't be harming anyone; she'll just be getting a diploma.

It's just a little watery.

Owning a large mine is the key; everything else is just icing on the cake.

In fact, Su Xiaoqiang has not yet fully decided which university she will attend in the future.

But this letter before me...

"Dear Miss Su Xiaoqiang:
First, let me introduce myself. Kassel College is a private university located in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA. We are very honored to have received your application materials from Stanford University. After careful evaluation, we believe that you meet the admission standards of Kassel College and hereby extend an invitation to you.

Please contact Professor Guderian of our university as soon as you receive this letter. He is currently on an academic visit to China and will arrange an interview with you.

If you have any questions, please contact Professor Guderian (detailed contact information is provided here). I will assist him in providing you with services. I am Norma Lauens, the college secretary at Kassel College, and it is a pleasure to meet you.

Your sincerity

Norma.

At her desk, Su Xiaoqiang propped her chin up, her gaze fixed on the end of the envelope, and touched her smooth forehead.

That stamp bearing the mark of the half-decayed World Tree,

It made her question the meaning of life.

Normally, applications to foreign universities should have been submitted by the end of last year.

She did indeed submit her resume to Stanford at the time.
To be precise,

She originally planned to go to Stanford and become alumni with former presidents and prime ministers, but she changed her mind slightly after the winter break and has not yet made a complete decision.

Not surprisingly……

No.

Because that time it was done secretly, delivered through normal channels.

At that time, Su Xiaoqiang was extremely ambitious, thinking that even without relying on his family, he might still have a fighting chance!
But reality is cruel. Without the help of a supplementary gold card, she was happy to receive a thank-you letter with the salutation, "Dear applicant, thank you for your interest in our college, but unfortunately..."

But that's not the point.

The key is……

Why is this letter from Kassel College?
Su Xiaoqiang was very unhappy.

Of course she knew exactly what kind of awful place Kassel College was!

It's comparable to a genuine Eurasian mixed-race community!

"Pah! Nobody would believe they got my application materials from Stanford! Detailed evaluation? I'd evaluate a steamed bun for you!"

Su Xiaoqiang ground her white teeth, her eyes fierce.

"You've made me meet the criteria again! Go sit at the same table as telecom fraudsters!"

Although she had always longed for the 'real world' in which Nuwa and Lu Mingfei lived.

I hope that one day I can awaken my bloodline and have my own superpowers so that I can help my boyfriend a little.

But that doesn't mean she's stupid.

There's a saying, "Don't force yourself into circles that don't belong to you." The current situation is already quite good. Su Xiaoqiang knows all too well what the consequences would be if an ordinary person forced their way into a circle that doesn't belong to them. Besides causing trouble, they would only hold others back.

Without even a second thought, there's definitely something strange about this letter.

Nine times out of ten, they weren't after her at all!
"Contact Professor Guderian immediately? Call the police! We must call the police!"

Su Xiaoqiang snorted, decisively took out her phone, took a picture of the letter, and posted the photo in a small group.

@All members

……

"Why Su Xiaoqiang? She's just an ordinary person!"

Regent Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Professor Guderian, who had just disembarked from the plane, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the urban landscape of this coastal city. From the top floor of the Regent Hotel, one could almost see the entire coastal CBD.

Whether it's the opera house, the central stadium, or the seaside building used for shopping and dining.

Guderian had visited many cities around the world and could generally judge the level of a coastal city... In short, it was not very prestigious.

The central area is doing alright, but overall it's still far from being an international metropolis.

Logically speaking, given Guderian's status, he had no reason to appear in this city.

Guderian was practically a marginal figure at Kassel College.

But when I was teaching at Harvard University, I was at least a proud tenured professor!
How did I end up in such a sorry state?

"Principal... Principal? Do you have some kind of plan?" Guderian's expression was disillusioned, but he was still unwilling to give up.

"Huh? Why isn't there any response? Is the signal down?"

"Hello? Principal!?"

After a long while, the old man's elegant voice finally came through the receiver.

“Guderian, you underestimate Binhai. This city is full of talented people. Chu Zihang is also a graduate of Shilan Middle School, and there is Lu Mingfei, whom I originally prepared for you... Although the situation has changed now, we can rationally deduce that Su Xiaoqiang may not be completely without the possibility of bloodline awakening.”

Guderian was shocked.

Is this something an educator should say?
Rational deduction?
Where is the rationality in your statement?

"Principal, you wouldn't be planning to use recruiting Su Xiaoqiang as a condition to try and attract Lu Mingfei, would you?"

Guderian clearly recalled all the information about Lu Mingfei in his mind, but his voice was quite suspicious.

"To be honest, the probability of Su Xiaoqiang agreeing to enroll is very low, and she doesn't seem to have any reason to join Kassel College. If she were an ordinary person, we shouldn't have dragged her into this."

"No, no, you've misunderstood me."

Angers' voice rang out again: "I truly believe Su Xiaoqiang has potential. Believe me, perhaps this is an opportunity..."

"And as you know, the recruitment process has been much more difficult than in previous years. It's foreseeable that this level of difficulty is just the beginning, and our recruitment will be even more challenging in the future. So it also means... well, you know what I mean. Anyway, you can only draw conclusions about many things by seeing them with your own eyes, right?"

Guderian was completely baffled; he knew what Angers meant.

According to regulations, a tenured professor at Harvard University must have successfully mentored a student in order to become a tenured professor at Kassel College.

But quantity can't solve this problem! He learned his lesson the hard way!
Guderian's voice sounded strained.

"Okay, thank you for your guidance, Principal, but I will evaluate this carefully and won't go easy on you."

"Yes, of course. We are a legitimate educational institution, not a bus university that you can get into just by paying money."

It seems something's happened in Angers.

After exchanging a few words, the phone call was abruptly ended.

Guderian's expression grew increasingly melancholy.

His Word of Power was 'Heavenly Evolution'. Although its development level was probably only 'Human Evolution' compared to Su Enxi's, he still recalled Su Xiaoqiang's information in his mind again.

And, information on all the 'candidates' this time.

As is widely known, the questions asked in the admissions interview at Kassel College are never very telling.
Even though these test questions were given by the psychology department.

To determine whether someone has the aptitude for hybrid race, the only way is through Dragon Resonance to test whether they exhibit a spiritual vision reaction. The strength and stability of this spiritual vision serve as a benchmark for measuring the quality of a hybrid race.

Each interview is just a formality; the real selection process has long been completed through big data.

Guderian was fully aware of this, but the clearer he understood, the more panicked he became...

"Does Principal Angers have other plans?"

"I have a feeling that the future is bleak."

……

“Angers, you still like to tell these vulgar jokes.”

Rome, Italy, bathed in sunshine.

Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, silently stirred his coffee with a spoon, his gaze lowered and sharp as a knife.

"Hey hey! This is nothing."

Angers, who walked in from outside the soundproof room, put away his phone and teased with a smile: "Frost, you're too serious. If you ask me, someone your age should interact more with young people to stay energetic. Otherwise, in a few years, I'm worried you'll be a mummy buried."

Angers was not surprised that Frost heard him making a phone call outside.

As the surrogate patriarch of the Gattuso family, Frost was undoubtedly one of the best among the mixed-race individuals.

"Tell me your reason for suddenly coming to see me," Frost said noncommittally.

“I happened to be passing through Italy and thought of you, so I came to see you.” Angers scratched his head. “We’re old friends, aren’t we?”

"First of all, you're not just passing through Italy; you've been in Europe since April, spending more than half of that time in Italy,"

Frost looked directly into Angers' eyes.
"Secondly, I don't consider us old friends. You can say things like 'I miss you' to the women at the Crystal Ball."

The Gattuso family's acting patriarch, nicknamed "The Sheep Fighter," was not polite, even blunt, and immediately exposed Angers' lie.

And he made no secret of the fact that he had been keeping a close eye on Angers during his publicly funded trip to Europe.

"Uh……"

Angers began cutting a Cohiba cigar to cover his embarrassment.

The Crystal Ball was the event he attended last night. It was full of young, handsome men and beautiful women, but with his arrival, the average age immediately increased by three points. This wasn't Angers' first time attending this ball.

After a long silence, Angers exhaled a smoke ring and said slowly, "Actually, you've misunderstood. I've never considered you all as enemies..."

"Let's get back to the main topic. I have a meeting in 18 minutes."

Frost interrupted coldly, "If there's nothing urgent, you can leave after you finish this cigar. I'll bring up your misuse of college funds at the next board meeting."

"Okay, let's get back to the main topic."

Angers also suppressed his smile and looked directly into those deep, icy blue eyes.

"I heard it was you who contacted Caesar and asked him to send Chen Motong away?"

……

seriously.

Lu Mingfei felt that Chu Zihang was acting strangely.

The first mixed-race person he actually came into contact with was his senior brother.

At first, I didn't feel anything.

But as our understanding of the world of mixed races deepens...

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that his senior brother... seemed strange in every way!

on the plane,
He subtly withdrew his gaze from observing Chu Zihang's control panel.

Erii's assessment of the 'monster' served as a reminder to Lu Mingfei.

If we use the term 'loneliness,' or the 'blood's sorrow' popular within the Secret Society, it does explain to some extent why she separated the people on this plane from the others.

If only it were that simple...

When Lu Mingfei met his senior brother in Japan, he had already checked him once, but he wanted to check him several more times.

It mainly focuses on those core data points.

[Age: 19/14], [Combat Power: 188], [Affection Level: 9], [Special Status: Nibelungen Mark, Kungunir's Lock, Bloodlust (Passive)]...

"Ahem, senior brother."

Lu Mingfei finally couldn't hold back any longer, "Have you been losing a lot of blood lately?"

"I don't use it often, just occasionally."

Chu Zihang slowly opened his eyes and stopped meditating.

"Occasionally you mean...?" Lu Mingfei's expression showed no optimism whatsoever.

"I only use it when I'm exercising or on a mission," Chu Zihang said.

"..."

really!

Lu Mingfei's vision went black, and he almost fainted.

Chu Zihang had always lived a life of asceticism, a fact that Lu Mingfei was well aware of.

The terms 'occasionally' and 'frequently' are clearly being compared to the frequency of eating.

Three meals a day = eating regularly

Two training sessions a day = occasional bursts of blood.

If I'm not mistaken, after tasting the sweetness of success, my senior brother will probably be using the "Exhaustion Group" in a state of pushing his limits with his Bloodlust.

That's why their combat power increased by 1.5 times in just a few months.

It’s so outrageous!
"Senior brother... are you aware of the drawbacks of bloodlust?" Lu Mingfei asked in a strange voice.

According to orthodox records, whether it's a bloodlust or other types of explosive growth, once an ordinary hybrid has undergone dragon blood refinement, their body will begin to degenerate into a dead servant, and each additional use will accelerate the rate of degeneration.

Hybrids who want to acquire power enough to slay dragons invariably extract power from their bloodline, almost equivalent to making a deal with the devil, exchanging their soul for power. "I know."

Chu Zihang nodded as if it were a matter of course, his face expressionless.

"But I feel fine now."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but cover his face. That's the problem!

How can you feel okay!
Goethe's Faust, in which the protagonist sells his soul to the devil for a moment of peace in this world, ultimately ends up with nothing, illustrates the dangers of violence to some extent. But in the realm of hybrids, the 'moment' will only be a 'moment' and the 'end' will come even faster.

Lu Mingfei had personally witnessed Chu Zihang activate his second Blood Explosion, with dragon-like transformations appearing all over his body and his combat power soaring.

At that time, Chu Zihang even went so far as to attempt a third blood surge.

Wielding the activated 'Murasame', he chopped off Odin's clone on the overpass with a single strike.

There's no need to refer to the little devil's explanation; anyone with eyes can see that after that level of bloodlust, turning into a Deadpool was inevitable.

But strangely enough, Chu Zihang acted as if nothing had happened afterward.
After a short nap, he was back to his energetic self!

It's like a crow suddenly going into overdrive, then killing Genji in a head-on confrontation, waking up after a good night's sleep, dusting itself off, and saying, "I feel fine."

Isn't this ridiculous...?

An eerie silence fell over the cabin once again.

Old Tang and Erii, standing to the side, naturally had no idea what 'blood rage' meant.

The former is completely unnecessary, while the latter is a pure descendant of the White King. There is no such thing as a 'dragon personality' overriding a 'human personality' and rewriting human genes. Her stats are high enough that she can play normally, at most with a 'dragon bone state' buff.

Only Ling understood the true meaning behind Chu Zihang's words, "I feel okay."

For a moment, the way they looked at Chu Zihang changed.

He really is a monster!

Chu Zihang could roughly sense Lu Mingfei's worries.

He wasn't surprised, after all, his junior brother had already joined the orthodox sect, so it was only natural that he would know these secrets.

"Bloodlust is indeed a dangerous technique."

Chu Zihang pondered for a moment and said,

"Perhaps the drawbacks will surface one day, but at least I need this strength now."

"So, buddy, you were talking to Ruri Kazama about the Oni Clan in Kabukicho?" Old Tang suddenly asked.

"Mm." Chu Zihang nodded.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei seemed a little confused, he immediately gave a brief retelling of what happened in Kabukicho.

Chu Zihang was well aware of the dangers of bloodlust and understood that once he embarked on this path, he had already set off on a road of no return. That is why he studied the Secret Party's treatment plan for 'bloodline out-of-control individuals' and its underlying principles so thoroughly.

Last time, I had an in-depth discussion with Kazama Ruri about the survival methods of the Oni Clan, an unstable hybrid group in Japan.

“Sigh.” Lu Mingfei sighed. “You’ve asked the wrong person, Kazama Ruri. His bloodline is actually quite stable.”

Chu Zihang nodded: "I only found out later, but I still learned a lot of advanced ideas from him."

"Senior brother, you don't need to worry for now."

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment, and could only temporarily think of the 'Nibelungen Mark'... It couldn't be that the 'Kungnir Lock' had locked Chu Zihang's blood, could it? That didn't make sense.

“Although I don’t know the reason, your bloodline should be very stable, Senior Brother,” Lu Mingfei comforted him.

Anyway, that's how it's displayed on the panel. If the bloodline is unstable, it will definitely be marked.

Chu Zihang nodded.

He also knew he was special and easily recalled his encounter with Odin.

Chu Zihang didn't care whether it was a blessing or a curse. He could accept his bloodline going out of control, but only after he had completed his revenge against the real Odin. That was what he should do and what he had always wanted to do.

The atmosphere on the plane wasn't gloomy.
After a brief chat, we quickly transitioned back into our lively gossip mode.

Old Tang began to boast about the love story he had fabricated.

A direct flight from Tokyo to the seaside takes only three or four hours, not enough time for a good night's sleep.

……

On the same train heading to the coast, Nuwa was perched in the spacious back compartment.

Her cascading black hair cascaded over her pale yellow classical palace dress, resembling thousands of willow branches hanging down. She held a laptop in her arms, typing away rapidly, her delicate brows occasionally relaxing.

April, the enrollment season.

The Zhou family members who were out in charge of various matters related to the establishment of the school were giving her the latest updates.

Unlike the Secret Party's approach, the orthodox view holds that education should begin from childhood, and that it is not necessary to wait until university to begin dragon-slaying education, since there is no fixed time for the bloodline awakening of hybrids.

Throughout history, there have been countless examples of sudden awakenings in people of all ages, from the elderly to elementary school students... Of course, it is unnecessary to devote a large amount of resources to elementary schools.

A combined high school and university program is more suitable, just like the 'preparatory program' at Kassel College, which is designed for high school students.

Traditional education, with its local advantages, makes it easier for them to start high school education earlier.

"Lord Nuwa, the first batch of teachers dispatched by the Secret Party will be in place soon. The team consists of 14 people, including Chinese professors, outstanding students, and graduates. The list has already been published."

"Hmm, well done. It seems the Secret Service still has some humanity."

Nuwa glanced at the list of people.

There were no cases of mediocre people filling positions; most of the staff were quite outstanding, with bloodlines generally at grade B or A, making them the backbone of Kassel College. There were even top-tier individuals like the president of the Lionheart Society.

"In that case, if things go smoothly, we can give them more face in Europe and America later on, and we don't need to push them too hard."

"Yes, Lord Nuwa. Also, after the list was published, some of the preparatory class members who were still wavering, as well as the wild hybrids, showed a greater inclination towards us. Should we add them to the list?"

Lord Wa showed a clear look on his face,

People naturally have a herd mentality, and this kind of wavering is normal.

"You just need to compile the list of these people and upload it. The relevant person in charge will conduct a second evaluation. Make sure to keep the relevant confidentiality agreements in place, and adhere to the general principles. Keep things stable and don't cause any trouble."

Nuwa continued typing away on the keyboard, her soft little hands occasionally swiping across the touchpad.

If someone were nearby, they could even see the tiny windows of several farming games on her screen. While she couldn't engage in intense battles while handling official business, she could still manage to develop her skills a bit.

This is also a new way she's discovered to steal a moment from her busy schedule; it only takes a little effort.

In some ways, she and the potato chip girl have certain similarities.

However, Nuwa only gets busy when she's interested, while Chip Girl is completely absorbed in and enjoys her work.

So, upon learning the exact time of Lu Mingfei's return, she immediately swam out of the deep palace of Tang City.

With a simple "Someone, prepare the car, I'm going to Binhai," he immediately gave himself a vacation.

Are you kidding me? I'm so awesome, can't I live the life I want? I'll play games when I want to play games, date when I want to date, and sharing the same man with another woman is my own business. Let's not talk about anything else. I've done my job, so if you're not happy, go find a different head of the family!

Of course, no one dared to say anything more.

Afraid of being beaten.

‘Ding dong——’

With a swift roll, Nuwa pulled out a cell phone from under the mat, its screen beeping with a special notification sound.

"..."

Looking at the photos Su Xiaoqiang sent in the group chat, she almost spit fire in her eyes.

"Damn! They just praised me a few times and then started this underhanded scheme, huh? The Secret Party has already reached out to me?"

He shared the same idea as Su Xiaoqiang.

This interview letter was definitely not aimed at Su Xiaoqiang personally; it might have had ulterior motives!

Nuwa's short temper flared up immediately.

"Quickly, quickly, find out where that guy named Guderian is!"

……

"Coming."

Lu Mingfei listened to the announcements broadcast through the aircraft's loudspeaker.

This Bombardier was probably modified; it flew the more than 2,000-kilometer distance from Tokyo to the seaside in just over two hours.

I just got off the plane, packed up, and was still able to have dinner on time.

This plane was originally supposed to fly directly to Xiangyang.

Lu Mingfei's gains in Japan this time were quite substantial, but to monetize them, he needed highly specialized alchemical tools. Binhai certainly didn't have such facilities, so he had to go to the Zhou family's headquarters and rely on the Refining Pavilion to achieve this.

After all, there was only one Leviathan corpse.

To create a great alchemical artifact from scratch by Lu Mingfei's own hands would obviously be too risky.

Besides, we'll have to thoroughly understand that batch of materials sooner or later.

However, it's not a big problem. There are plenty of experts in the orthodox field who can help him organize Herzog's experimental data.

"The Consciousness Segmentation Method and the Sixth Generation Shadow Warrior, the dragon runes of Word of Power: Senluo and Word of Power: Judgment, the core dragon runes of the pontine rupture surgery, the Contract of Fate, an alchemical circuit with a one-way mental blocking effect..."

Lu Mingfei mentally reviewed the tasks he needed to do next, prioritizing them according to their importance and urgency.

Of course... there's also the most important thing.

How should I introduce those two to my new friends...?

Once the thought arises,
Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little flustered.

Zhou Minhao had previously told him that Nuwa knew he was having affairs with women outside.

That's understandable.

After all, Nuwa was a truly intelligent person.

Unfortunately, Lu Mingfei isn't exactly a superb actor.

During every video call, Zero stood there like an iceberg, and later another iceberg, Erii, would join in.

Erii is especially worth mentioning.

When Erii held up the notebook out of curiosity, Lu Mingfei initially refused.
Zero then remarked that it would be beneficial for Erii's mental health education to learn more about normal interpersonal relationships.

Lu Mingfei agreed without thinking...

It was too late to back out later; after all, once something is started, it's hard to refuse.

Zero and Erii are simply two bots, and it's impossible for them to reveal any clues.

But Lu Mingfei really couldn't keep it a secret. After all, it was too difficult for him to be affectionate with another girl in front of the other girls, let alone take turns being affectionate with her...

"I wonder how far Nuwa has figured it out by now."

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment.

……

"Seeking advice! What do I need to prepare for a US school interview? Do I need to memorize formulas? Are there any specific guidelines for my attire?"

In the Shilan Middle School grade group chat, someone suddenly posted a request for help.

It appears to be a plea for help, but it's actually a way of showing off.

Su Xiaoqiang wasn't the only one who received an interview letter from Kassel College.

Many outstanding students from Shilan High School received interview letters from Kassel College. At first, they thought it was a scam, but after checking online, they found out that it was a top-tier college where many Harvard professors had moved to teach.

The group of elites immediately understood; that's how top universities are—they don't care about application fees, they only care about applicants' qualifications.

Especially when they thought of Chu Zihang, a legendary figure who was a year ahead of them, it seemed that he also went to this Kassel College.

ding ding ding-

As soon as someone posted a photo in the group chat, the stagnant chat immediately exploded. The message kept refreshing and repeatedly mentioned the name of the school: "Shilan has produced many talented people in every generation, but only Chu Zihang stands out throughout the ages."

The students who received the interview invitation immediately felt a burning desire to show off.

The Kassel College, where Chu Zihang went, extended an invitation to me to enroll.
So, to put it simply, I am equal to Chu Zihang, isn't that a bit much?
Although the timing of the interview invitation in April was unusual, considering that various clubs, including the literary society, also had various activities in the past two months, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

The spacious rear compartment.

"That's the situation." Su Xiaoqiang handed over her small phone.
"The interview invitations from Kassel College were sent out in bulk."

She knew that Nuwa was coming to Binhai today.
Lu Mingfei's schedule had already been posted in the group chat.

So Su Xiaoqiang wasn't flustered at all. She appeared at the entrance of the Peacock Mansion on time, got into Nuwa's car, and the two of them went to Binhai Airport to welcome Lu Mingfei.

"Sending messages to the masses... to cover up the truth, is quite reasonable."

Nuwa took the letter, glanced at it, and pondered for a moment. "Is there no letter from Lu Mingfei?"

“I didn’t send it to him. None of the addresses for Peacock Residence were there. I even had someone check the neighborhood where Lu Mingfei used to live, but we still didn’t find his interview letter,” Su Xiaoqiang said.

That is indeed a bit strange.

Nuwa murmured something, but there wasn't much worry on her face.

Professor Guderian's old ass hadn't even settled into the Regent Hotel before she arranged for his arrest.

It is extremely efficient.

For various reasons, Binhai has long been a city that receives much attention from the mainstream, and the Zhou family has many informants here.

If these high school students had made their calls even a little later...
Then it's possible that the other party is not answering the call.

Of course, Nuwa did not exterminate them all.

She could tell that Professor Guderian... seemed a bit... something.

Asking him won't help; we'll wait until we get in touch with Angers.

The phone number that Old Deng left her suddenly became unreachable. She didn't know if it was because he felt guilty or if something important had happened.

"Never mind, whatever, it's not important."

Nuwa waved her hand dismissively, then her little face turned extremely serious: "Xiaoqiang, we have more important things to do now!"

"Ok!"

Su Xiaoqiang realized what was happening and solemnly clenched her fist.

(End of this chapter)