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Chapter 166 The Benefits of Living Long (Second Update)

After dinner, Yukio took out three sheets and spread them out on the floor:

"There are no beds in this old house; we all sleep on the floor according to tradition."

"no problem."

Hawking nodded. He didn't care about sleeping; his body was sleeping, but his soul still needed to continue cultivating.

Dispel the shadow clones that were training in the school's simulated combat room, absorb their memories and experience from a day of training, and as soon as the body collapses, the physical body immediately enters a deep sleep mode.

At the same time, his soul, dressed in a Shinigami uniform, left his body.

The Death Woman and Yukio, who were standing nearby, stared at Hawking, who had fallen asleep in a second, and couldn't help but laugh after a moment of surprise.

"Ms. Yuriko, is he also a teacher at your school?"

Seeing Hawking fall asleep, Yukio and Death Woman also lay down. However, having just eaten, they didn't fall asleep as easily as Hawking, so after a while, they started chatting.

Since they were both from the same country, spoke the same language, and were both mutants, they naturally had more in common.

"Of course not, he's still a student at the school."

The woman of death rolled her eyes and replied.

Without Hawking's permission, she naturally wouldn't reveal his true identity, but he could reveal his status as a student.

Given Hawking's age, he was indeed still a student who hadn't graduated from school.

"He's a student? How old is he?"

Yukio looked surprised.

Hawking struck her as quite mature, even intimidating.

Especially when the Yashida family home was bombed, to be honest, she was quite shaken by Hawking at the time.

"How old? I heard Professor Qin mention that Hawking is only sixteen this year."

The woman of death thought for a moment and replied.

Upon hearing this, Yukio sat up instantly:

"What? Only sixteen? Two years younger than me!"

"Although he's only sixteen, I think whoever marries him in the future will be very happy."

He's rich, capable, can manage household chores, cook, and is very handsome. If I weren't so much older than him, I would be smitten.

The woman of death sized up Yukio's figure:

"I think you'd be quite suitable. Why don't you consider talking to Hawking? I can help you make the connection."

"Miss Yuriko, what are you saying?"

Yukio was instantly dumbfounded.

She just wanted to find out some information about Hawking, how did the conversation veer off to this point?

Although she recognized Yuriko as Logan's colleague, that didn't mean she completely trusted the two of them.

However, due to Hawking's terrifying strength, he decided to follow the two to see if he could find Logan and Mariko.

If the two are lying and have some schemes against Mariko, then gathering some information now will allow her to think of ways to protect Mariko's safety in advance.

"I noticed you seem quite curious about Hawking, so I assumed you had a crush on him, didn't I?"

The woman of death laughed and said:

"I've been there, sister. Once a girl becomes curious about a boy, it's highly likely that she has developed feelings for him, even if she hasn't realized it yet."

"It's okay, don't be shy. I have some news for you: Stephen Hawking didn't have a girlfriend yet."

"I'm going to sleep now."

Yukio blushed, lay down, and closed her eyes.

The woman's teasing made her heart race when she looked at Hawking, and she didn't dare to ask for any more information, so she pretended to be asleep and ended the conversation.

Seeing this, the Death Woman stopped and smiled to herself, thinking:

"The young girl is still a bit too inexperienced."

Stephen Hawking, who had listened to the entire conversation in his Grim Reaper form, simply shook his head and continued his cultivation.

The Death Woman had worked with Stryker for a while and, after receiving professional training, easily discerned Yukio's intentions. Those few teasing remarks were actually meant to prevent Yukio from asking further questions.

However, this didn't bother him much; he didn't care that Yukio had found out about him.

The next day, at noon.

A somewhat old bus, carrying drowsy elderly people, slowly came to a stop on the side of the street in this seaside town.

The tall and slender Mariko reached out and nudged Wolverine, who had fallen asleep on her shoulder due to exhaustion, waking him up before they got off the bus together.

Since yesterday, Wolverine's body has been experiencing problems; his healing ability has inexplicably decreased significantly.

This also meant that when he was saving Mariko, he was unable to exert his full strength due to his physical condition, and his injuries were slow to heal.

Last night, I was able to get my wounds stitched up and recover somewhat thanks to the son of the owner of that love hotel who is studying veterinary medicine.

The two bought some groceries in the town and chatted as they walked toward the secluded old house.

"Wait a minute, you just said this place hasn't been lived in for a long time?"

As Wolverine approached the old house, he glanced at the gate and suddenly stopped, wary.

Mariko also quickly stopped in her tracks:

"Yes, it should be about ten years."

"The gate wasn't locked, and there were footprints at the entrance, so there might be someone inside."

Wolverine, holding Mariko's hand, began to slowly back away.

Given his current physical condition, he is not suited for combat, especially when he needs to protect a young lady.

"Oh my, you're holding hands really tightly. I thought you were being chased, but it turns out you're actually flirting with some girl. Tsk tsk tsk."

The window of the old house was pushed open, and Death Woman leaned out halfway. She saw Wolverine pulling Mariko along and immediately began to speak in a sarcastic tone.

Logan was also stunned when he saw the woman of death, then immediately released Mariko's hand:

"Yuriko, what are you doing here?"

"I can be wherever I want."

The woman of death laughed as she closed the window, but the force she used caused several cracks to appear in the wooden window.

Seeing this, Hawking, who was eating dry rice, stopped eating and asked with a smile:

"Have they arrived?"

In fact, he had already sensed Wolverine and Mariko as soon as they arrived near the old house.

"arrive."

The woman of death nodded, then said to Yukio, who excitedly stood up to go out and greet her:

"Go check on your best friend right away, or she might get ravaged by that 172-year-old lecher Logan if you stay any longer."

"Mariko!"

Yukio, no longer caring about the Death Woman's jokes, rushed out quickly.

Hawking simply smiled upon hearing this and didn't say anything more.

To Death Woman, who is in her thirties, Mariko, who has just turned twenty, is a young girl. But to Wolverine, who is 172 years old, both of them are actually young girls, with little difference between them.

"Living a long life has its advantages; you can always date eighteen-year-old girls."

"Hawking, you're here too! That's wonderful!"

Wolverine walked into the hall and saw Hawking there, and immediately burst into laughter.

With Hawking here, there's no need to worry about safety anymore.

(End of this chapter)