Exploding God

Just kidding.

Lu Ze casually added another sentence, still in that insincere manner, completely ignoring the girl's blank expression filled with black lines.

Was I being flirted with by a high school student?

Unfortunately, Lu Ze was destined never to hear the girl's true feelings, because he had already politely sat down in front of a newly vacated window.

"What kind of business?" Li Yongzhe, the top teller at the AiCunBuCun bank, turned his 300-pound body around and asked weakly.

"Withdraw the money." Lu Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, sighing inwardly at how small the world was. When he stepped into the twelfth level of the Misty Tower, ICBC had already opened the first exchange belonging to Earth's humans at the entrance of the Misty Tower, truly confirming its identity as a cosmic bank.

He clearly remembered that one day when he took Wu Ji back to the Star Sea Information Exchange Center on the 11th floor of the Tower of Mist, the large, fat man in a suit who seemed so at ease was the guy in front of him.

Who would have thought that he would now be a teller at the Shangnan branch?

interesting.

"Oh, you can withdraw money at the ATM outside, it's faster there." Li Yongzhe felt sleepy just looking at the boy in front of him, his eyelids drooping involuntarily.

He's a top-notch teller, not a male nanny.

"No, it's faster here." Lu Ze looked up and spoke politely, pressing his fingerprint on the identification chip next to him. "Please withdraw two hundred thousand for me."

The iris, fingerprint, and wristband information were successfully synchronized and authenticated, and the red ring light with a breathing effect turned into a vibrant light green.

Ok?

How many!?

Li Yongzhe's eyes snapped open as he stared at the 20.052 yuan balance displayed on the screen. He couldn't believe he actually had 20 yuan!

That's a ruthless person!

In an instant, the most genuine smile bloomed on the face of Mr. Li, the top-performing teller.

"Okay, I'll get it done for you right away."

"Also, our bank has just launched a wealth management service, exclusively for high-net-worth clients. If you have any spare funds in the future, why not entrust them to me? Top teller Li Yongzhe is at your service. My employee number is 0906!"

Twenty bundles of banknotes were neatly stacked inside the counter. Li Yongzhe smiled broadly and quickly grabbed the black bag to pack them up.

"Wait."

"What, don't you need a bag? But I noticed you didn't bring a tote bag."

"No, not necessary."

"Um... then I'll just give it to you directly?" Lee Yong-cheol looked at Lu Ze as if he were an idiot.

Lu Ze shook his head and said, "No, you know how to tie a knot in a rope, right?"

"...Yes." Lee Young-cheol remained silent for a long time before answering with great shame, because he felt that this answer seriously insulted his intelligence.

"Very good, then please wrap it in kraft paper and tie a knot with hemp rope, like the way they wrap pastries at Maixiangcun. Tie it neatly, thank you."

Lee Yong-cheol: "..."

He glared at Lu Ze with hostility. This was a serious insult to his profession. Even if the bank manager were to come over today, he would still give him a piece of the pie!

In a brief few seconds, after a fierce internal struggle, his gaze became incredibly resolute.

He, Li Yongzhe, a top-performing teller, is a man of principle!

"I'll come to you for financial planning in the future," Lu Ze added softly.

"I know twenty-three different knot-tying methods; please trust the expertise of a professional!"

Lee Yong-cheol stood up, took a deep breath, bowed deeply, and then tied a beautiful knot with a technique even more skillful than that of an old lady.

Please take a look!

The top-performing teller's gaze was pure and proud.

……

……

Ding dong.

The automatic door opened, and a boy carrying "pastries" slowly walked out.

The service hall, bustling with people, was filled with tension and painful groans. There were hurried figures everywhere, with the wounded wearing combat uniforms making up the largest number.

"Hello, this is the Shangnan City Combat Alliance Medical Center. How can I help you?" At the entrance of the outpatient building, a petite nurse politely approached the young man who walked in with his hands in his pockets and asked.

"No need, thank you."

Lu Ze's gaze swept calmly across the electronic screen in the upper left corner.

[14F - Orthopedics.]

He walked slowly through the lobby, stood inconspicuously in the elevator, and then walked past the triage desk like a family member visiting a patient. He passed through each consultation room, his gaze sweeping across every crack in the glass window without any fluctuation, finally locking onto the last office.

This is a rare quiet place.

The nurses in the distance saw the boy suddenly appear and rushed over to stop him.

shh~

Lu Ze stopped, smiled, put his index finger to his lips, nodded politely, and then pushed open the wooden door with the sign that read "Director's Office".

The nurse was a little stunned and was about to go forward again, but she stopped when she saw the boy's polite and natural expression in her mind.

Could this be a relative of the director?

……

The excellent workmanship ensured that the door opened without making a sound.

A cool breeze wafted over, and green spider plants hung down like a curtain from above. In a two-meter-long glass aquarium, three precious red-headed chub fish swam lazily.

This is a single-person office.

The owner of this office is someone who values ​​enjoyment.

A gentle, free-spirited classical piano melody echoed through the air.

Lu Ze narrowed his eyes and nodded in satisfaction. The owner of this office also had very good taste.

Hmm, he doesn't seem like a doctor; he's more like a wealthy capitalist enjoying afternoon tea.

He enjoys dealing with people like that because people with taste usually have more specific needs.

Lu Ze walked at a steady pace, following the rhythm as he bypassed the flower waterfall and the fish tank.

A man in a white coat propped his legs up on the table, leaned back in his swivel chair, closed his eyes, and hummed a lazy tune in a cheerful, nasal tone.

"Pedalo, Director Qian's taste is very elegant, with the pride and laziness of medieval nobles, stealing half a day of leisure from the hustle and bustle of life, which is even more precious in this restless society."

Lu Ze glanced at the sign on his desk, a playful look flashing in his eyes.

——【Expert Physician: Qian Duochao】

Behind the desk, the rhythmically swinging ankles suddenly stopped.

The man opened his tightly closed eyes, a flash of anger at being suddenly disturbed crossing his pupils.

"Who are you? Who gave you permission to enter this office?" Gan Duochao's voice was icy and unapproachable, as if he were about to call the security guards at the slightest provocation.

"This is the orthopedic floor of the medical center. I came here to ask the doctor, isn't Director Qian a doctor on this floor?" Lu Ze said with a smile, seemingly unconcerned.

"So what if I am? I didn't release any numbers today, how could you possibly get my number?" Qian Duochao became somewhat interested. The young man's humble yet arrogant demeanor made him take a few more glances at him.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed something different. Although the boy was dressed casually, his gaze towards him carried a calmness that was neither arrogant nor humble.

This feeling...

Qian Duochao straightened up; the boy in front of him didn't seem like an ordinary person.

"It is precisely because we know Director Qian's position at Shangnan War Hospital that we understand that in order to find extraordinary people, we must use extraordinary methods."

"Oh?" Gan Duochao resumed his previous lazy demeanor, leaned back, and casually pointed to the sofa next to him. "Sit down. Tell me, what do you want?"

Lu Ze did not sit down as the other party had suggested. He remained standing and said with a smile, "I need 1 units of the Munich-type 7th generation nanorobots."

Gan Duochao raised his eyelids, staring at Lu Ze, his voice carrying a tone that was hard to decipher, whether it was mockery or something else, "You seem to know a thing or two about the latest electric-driven nanobots at the U2 level."

"But you've come to the wrong place. How could such high-end goods possibly appear in Shangnan City?"

"Shangnan City certainly doesn't have it, but the Combat Association's directly affiliated hospitals are qualified to transfer supplies. Director Qian's meticulousness in his words is admirable." Lu Ze's eyes remained completely unmoved.

"Transferring stock?" Qian Duochao straightened his collar and said with a sneer, "You're dreaming. Do you know how much nanobots cost?"

Qian Duochao was somewhat disgusted with this arrogant kid. If it weren't for his initial interest, he would have already ordered his men to kick this ignorant fellow out.

With a thud.

A somewhat muffled sound rang out as the package of "pastries" was placed on the desk.