The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Time flies, white horses pass by.

In just three months, the capital of the Dragon Kingdom underwent dramatic changes.

Each person makes a decision for the sake of their family and personal future.

It also became famous in Beijing's social circles because of the Longjing Club that Chen Yifeng set up.

Harvard, located far overseas, seems to have had some kind of peculiar fast-forward button pressed on.

If Ling Ye's approach was a domineering and wicked "dimensional reduction attack"—

Let teachers and students understand what:

There are always higher heavens and more capable people.

Lin Que, on the other hand, used a method that was almost magical realism.

Successfully transformed himself into—

The most outrageous campus celebrity since the school's founding.

This girl has an innocent, sweet, and easily bullied baby face.

But his head contained enough to make—

The terrifying knowledge that caused the Pentagon's cybersecurity department to suffer from collective insomnia.

This extreme contrast in personality, coupled with her occasional outbursts of quirky and eccentric remarks and actions, makes her incredibly endearing.

For Harvard students who are used to the elite lifestyle, it is an irresistible attraction.

Thus, a grand, somewhat comical wave of pursuit swept over Lin Que.

Every morning.

The entrance to the computer lab is no longer filled with students waiting for class.

Instead, a long line of men holding various kinds of flowers formed.

From roses to lilies to blue roses.

If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd accidentally wandered into an early morning flower market.

Night falls.

Downstairs from the dormitory building where Lin Que lives.

It has become a stage for showcasing bizarre talents.

Some people are holding guitars and singing love songs at the top of their lungs.

The pitch was so erratic that even a passing bird almost crashed into a tree.

There were people wearing retro suits reciting Shakespeare's sonnets aloud.

The emotions were so intense that even the dormitory manager, an older woman, was reminded of her first love under the setting sun.

There was also a brave warrior.

I don't know where they got a drone.

An LED sign that read "LQ I ❤ U" was trying to hover outside her window.

As a result, Lin Que casually modified the program using a smartwatch.

It obediently flew back and gave its owner a mohawk in the air.

"Keep a low profile! Keep a low profile! How many times have I told you to keep a low profile!"

Ling Ye tried to get closer to ask for advice for the Nth time:

One clueless young man, who was using the "ultimate technique for pursuing girls," glared at her and backed away.

He rubbed his aching temples.

He growled at the sparrow beside him, which had its head tucked in.

He felt that he was aging faster in the past three months than he was dodging artillery shells on the battlefield.

Heaven and earth conscience.

His reputation as a "battlefield killer" was earned through his solid combat record and ruthless methods.

It's not based on such outrageous campus scandals!

Now look what's happened.

Let alone the entire school's teachers and students.

Even the security guards patrolling the campus greet him with a cheerful smile.

"Hey, Ling, are you fending off unwanted suitors for your 'cousin' again?"

Even the stray cats and dogs that often freeload near the library.

When they see a sparrow, they will meow or bark a few times.

It's as if it's saying, "Look, that troublemaker is here again."

Even more outrageous is...

Computer Science is related to Professor White's aloof Ragdoll cat.

Last time, he took Lin Que to "visit" (mainly because Professor White nervously asked Lin Que to take a look at the newly installed security system in his home).

The cat actually rubbed against his trouser leg.

Then it made a snoring sound, like a warning, at the sparrow that followed it in.

Even the cat can tell who the real source of trouble is!

Anna laughed so hard she almost fell over.

This former school beauty.

She has many suitors.

They used to be able to form a reinforced company.

At least half of them have now moved to Linque's side.

She finally enjoyed a rare moment of peace and quiet—

You can go to the library to read books without worrying about being intercepted and confessed to on the way.

You can even go to the cafeteria to get food without makeup or wearing slippers, without worrying about damaging your image.

"Hahahaha! Little Sparrow, you're my lucky star! Absolutely my lucky star!"

Anna, disregarding her image, slapped the table and burst into laughter—

Looking at Lin Que's distressed face and Ling Ye's frantic work, they saw...

"You guys didn't see it, but yesterday William actually came to me all flustered and asked me—"

"What color flower do you like?"

"Heaven has eyes! He's finally changed his target!"

Lin Que sported her newly created, frizzy, upright hairstyle that looked as if she had been struck by lightning.

She was wearing a jumpsuit covered in fluorescent circuit diagrams.

She was wearing a pair of glowing bunny slippers.

She looked at Ling Ye with an extremely pitiful expression, then at Anna, her voice almost breaking into tears.

"My dear brother! Think of something quick! If this keeps up, I won't even have time to hack into NASA and watch the Mars rover live!"

"My dear sister! Stop laughing and help me think of something!"

Ling Ye looked at her new look, and the twitching at the corner of his mouth was enough to generate electricity:

"How much fake alcohol did I drink to agree to bring you to school?!"

"God must have been drunk that day, or maybe it was mixed with industrial alcohol!"

He was screaming inwardly:

"If this were on the battlefield, who would be so foolish as to harass his teammates like this—"

"I would have had Irondun carry a 'Fengshen' heavy assault gun and give him a physical send-off long ago!"

"You don't like it? Just shoot me and that'll settle things!"

"Simple, direct, and effective!"

But this is Harvard!

It's an ivory tower!

This is a place that values ​​civility and the law!

He can't just summon heavy firepower just because someone sends him flowers and sings to him, can he?

This could really kill me!

Ling Ye held it in for a long time, his face almost turning purple.

Finally, I came up with an idea.

An idea that sounds really bad:

"Little Sparrow, aren't you good with your hands?"

"How about some... um... gadgets?"

"It's that kind of thing, it looks really scary—"

"Something that can scare away those guys whose minds are only filled with hormones?"

Lin Que's big eyes instantly lit up like light bulbs that had been switched on:

"That's right! You're so smart, boss! You scared them off!"

Anna's laughter stopped abruptly, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in her heart:

"Wait...wait? What are you trying to do? Little Sparrow, your so-called 'little gadgets' are usually related to C4 or virus code..."

"Relax, relax, my dear sister!"

Lin Que instantly revived, excitedly grabbing Anna's arm and shaking it:

"This time it's harmless!"

"Absolutely harmless!"

"At most... it will leave some psychological trauma?"

"Hehehe...but I need a venue!"

"There are still ingredients!"

"Sister Anna, your room is the biggest and quietest!"

"Can I borrow it for a bit? And also, could you get me a truckload of electronic components and imitation leather? The best of everything!"

Anna felt dizzy from being shaken.

I got a chill down my spine from that "hehehe" laugh.

But looking into Lin Que's eyes, filled with "innocent" expectation—

And Ling Ye's expression of "trying anything as a last resort".

She nodded as if possessed.

So, the next day.

A whole truckload of electronic components, sensors, micro motors, high-fidelity silicone leather, pigments...

They were secretly transported to Anna's dormitory room, which was comparable to a luxury apartment.

Immediately afterwards, Anna was ruthlessly "expelled" from her boudoir.

For the next week, strange noises kept coming from her room:

The buzzing of the electric drill, the sizzling of welding, and the turning of the miniature motor.

And then there were the eerie laughs and mutterings that Lin Que occasionally let out…

"Perfect! How naturally this joint moves!"

"Hmm... the toxicity isn't strong enough, we need to add some fluorescent green..."

"Little Strong, you're a key Zerg player in StarCraft! Show some spirit!"

Anna tried to get close once.

I just pushed the door open a crack—

She saw a lifelike cobra model hissing and flicking its tongue at her.

The red electronic eye was flashing a terrifying light. She screamed on the spot and slammed the door shut.

From then on, he never dared to go near his room again.

I'd rather squeeze into Lin Que's cramped, messy dorm room.

"Ling Ye! Control your 'cousin'! My room has turned into a sci-fi horror movie set!"

Anna's scalp still tingled as she accused Ling Ye.

Ling Ye merely raised an eyebrow, a rare hint of interest appearing on his face:

"Oh? It works that well? I'm starting to look forward to it."

A week later, Lin Que's "masterpiece" was finally completed.

She had dark circles under her eyes, but she was as energetic as if she had eaten ten pounds of chocolate.

He mysteriously pulled Ling Ye and Anna into the room.

The moment the door opened, even Ling Ye, who had seen countless storms—

He subconsciously took half a step back and gasped.

Anna's room has been completely transformed into an electronic zoo of poisonous insects!

On the ground, several brightly colored, lifelike venomous snakes were slowly slithering along, their tongues flicking in and out.

In the corner, a palm-sized, hairy, venomous scorpion held up its terrifying stinger, trembling slightly.

On the desk, a group of giant, gleaming cockroach models are having a merrily… race.

There were even several lifelike centipedes and multi-legged insects hanging from the ceiling—

Its arthropod movements are so agile they send chills down your spine!

In a glass case in the corner, several plump model rats were gnawing on something...

Every "creature" is made extremely realistically, with natural movements and meticulous attention to detail.

Especially those electronic eyes that flash with the cold light of inorganic matter.

Looking at it for too long really sends chills down your spine.

The authenticity is over 90%, enough to fool anyone!

"Ta-da! How about it?!"

Lin Que stood with his hands on his hips, beaming with pride, as if displaying the world's greatest work of art.

"Remote control, group control, infrared sensor triggering."

"It can also release harmless but disgusting-smelling gases."

"Add a tiny bit of... visual misdirection trick!"

As she spoke, she casually waved her hands in the air a few times, making a gesture that conveyed the excitement and invincibility of a victor.

Ling Ye looked at the room full of "rare and exotic animals".

The corner of his mouth started twitching uncontrollably again.

But this time, a little appreciation was included:

"Tsk... You've learned about 50 or 60% of Xue Yan's old poison skills."

The Xue Yan he mentioned was none other than the eccentric "Poison Doctor" who was skilled in all sorts of unusual poisons—

One of Lin Que's mentors.

Anna was so frightened that she hid behind Ling Ye, only peeking out half her head:

"Little Sparrow... are you... are you sure this will scare away suitors, or end up sending everyone in the building to a mental hospital?"

Don't worry!

Lin Que patted his chest to assure him, then revealed an extremely "innocent" expression on his face.

Yet, it was a smile that sent chills down your spine:

"I'm the disciple of the Poison Doctor!"

"Although not as freakish as you, boss."

"But adding a small amount of psychotropic drugs that induce mild hallucinations and amplify inner fears..."

"Ahem, it's a calming and soothing fragrance extracted from pure plants!"

"When used with my little darlings, the results are absolutely phenomenal!"

She laughed like a little fox who had stolen a chicken:

"I am the genius poison princess! Tremble, mortals!"

Ling Ye sighed, already feeling sorry for his soon-to-be-unlucky suitors.

He even subconsciously thought that he should get some peanuts.

Open a bottle of 50-year-old Feitian Moutai and find the best vantage point.

Enjoy this grand drama written, directed, and acted by the "Poison Princess".

God? God might really be drunk, sitting in heaven with popcorn, waiting to watch the show.

Anna watched the eager sparrow—

Ling Ye, with a "let's get this going" expression on his face, closed his eyes in despair:

"My room... my luxurious, expensive custom-made rug... my limited-edition handbag is still in there..."

Harvard University's culture of pursuing free love is about to face an unprecedented, devastating blow from the "Poison Princess."

A chaotic and hilarious attempt to scare away suitors is about to unfold!

Our protagonist, Ling Ye, has begun to seriously consider this.

Next time, should we suggest that Lin Que just make a realistic Godzilla? That might be more efficient...