The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

By the way, most rich kids can't get into this school, and those who do are the ultimate test-takers, spending their time in the library or student council.

His grades actually gave him a chance to get into a university of Tsinghua University's caliber, but he just liked the atmosphere at USTC. There was no extravagance or frivolity, and no sense of competition or comparison. Even girls wearing makeup weren't many on campus.

After all, this school basically only admits science and engineering majors, and other humanities-oriented majors are mostly geography, geology, humanities research, and philosophy research.

There won't be any abstract scenario like a Go champion being guaranteed a place in university to study Go.

At the same time, USTC is not far from his home. He played on the playground here many times when he was in elementary school. Xue's law can be said to know the geographical environment of USTC better than many professors and teachers.

If a rich kid drives a luxury car to school and causes trouble, he probably won't even get past the old man at the gate. He'll only behave when the security guard hits him with ten sticks in a second.

"Hey, Xiao Xue, you're applying for day school?" The security guard, Grandpa Xu, started chatting with Xue Luding.

When Xue Dinglu came here to visit ten years ago, Grandpa Xu was a security guard at USTC. It is said that he used to be in the army, but was injured and retired, and was assigned to work as a security guard at USTC.

He knew quite a few security guards here, most of whom were retired from the military, armed police, and fire departments.

"Yeah, I used to come here every day when I was a kid, and I still come here every day now that I'm in college." Xue Dinglu joked, seemingly possessing an innate, passive charm that made him approachable to old men, as he handed a handful of sunflower seeds to the old man.

"Hey, you're welcome!"

"I'm leaving now, going to work at 8 a.m.," Xue Dinglu waved goodbye to Grandpa Xu, who was eating sunflower seeds.

Right behind Xue Dinglu, a luxury car was stopped.

"Which school are you from? We haven't registered this car here." Grandpa Xu's fierce eyes were fixed on the luxury car, as if triggering a passive reaction from his youth.

"Old man, don't block the way. I'm Ah Xin, a big internet celebrity with 50 followers. We're here to interview that new big director from your school and help you get more attention."

"I don't care who you are! What was your college entrance exam score? Anyone below 650 is not allowed to enter!" Grandpa Xu was not going to be lenient at all, and pulled out a walkie-talkie and a rubber baton.

"Brothers, there's some troublemaking around the East Gate. Which school are they from? Probably some young punks who haven't even graduated from kindergarten."

As Xue Dinglu walked away, he turned around and saw the luxury car leaving like a stray dog.

Grandpa really is your grandpa.

Old men may not be good at reasoning, but when they pull out their ten-strike sticks ready for physical punishment, you'll be able to reason with them in a peaceful manner.

At least for now, Xue Law doesn't have to worry about being surrounded by a large number of clueless reporters, paparazzi, and internet celebrities.

If it weren't for that inherently evil little devil, he probably could have lived a completely normal college student life, and secretly become a great director...

A naturally wicked little box-opening imp!

……

The first part of "The Legend of the Heavenly Kings" has only just begun to gain traction in the country.

Actually, right now, people in China know this thing is popular, but they haven't really seen it in its entirety.

However, today, with a sudden surge in memes featuring the fairy Annie transformed into an insect, the shock and contrast of this extreme beauty suddenly turning into a disgusting monster is something that people from any culture cannot escape. Perhaps this trend will go viral in a way that Xue's Law can never understand.

Just as he arrived at the classroom and opened his English (I) textbook, he suddenly discovered that the spell he had set up at his front door was reacting.

It was a white van that suddenly stopped near their home, and the procedure clearly preserved their faces and body shapes.

I turned on my phone and found that the surveillance camera had no signal.

Ha, quite cautious, huh? Electromagnetic shielding? Or some other method?

However, no matter how cautious they were, they could not interfere with the techniques of Xue Dinglu's subordinates.

He confirmed again that he didn't recognize any of the people inside. They took something out and splashed it on his doorstep, wrote the words "Pay back the money" on it, and then left.

"Found you!" Xue Dinglu revealed a smile as if he were a master planner.

He is not a demon. As it is his hometown, he will certainly abide by the law and will not kill anyone.

But you can insult me!

Xue Dinglu began to call for help. He went aboard the Tianting and said to the crew, "Does anyone want to come and see what's happening 3000 years from now? It seems like only one person can come..."

In reality, we can only refer to the behavior patterns of the undead, and have a fellow inmate possess the birdman and control him.

The moment the words were spoken, the Greek underworld erupted in commotion.

Say no more, it's Greek custom, a duel!

After English class, Xue Dinglu saw the phantom of Hercules.

Xue Law: "..."

Hercules remained silent, only relentlessly beating everyone.

Next time something like this happens, you don't need to ask everyone...

In the real world, Xue's Law attempted to manipulate the energy around him so that Hercules could appear in a manner similar to a "ghost".

It's actually more like a "stand-in" setup.

"Is this the world 3000 years from now?" A voice came from the air behind Xue Dinglu.

“Yes,” Xue Dinglu echoed Hercules’s words.

He called for backup because it was inconvenient for him to take action himself, so he called for a helper.

However, if Hercules has any wishes, he might be able to help fulfill them.

But Hercules remained silent for a long time. After an unknown period of time, he finally spoke: "How will posterity judge me in this era? How will they judge my story?"

Xue Law: "..."

Chapter 107 Zero Behemoth

You Greeks really are the ones who care the most about your own reputation.

This is quite normal. If people from before the Han Dynasty could travel to the modern era, most of them would probably first check how they would be regarded in later generations, and only then would they care about the history that follows them.

The Age of Gods in Greece roughly corresponds to the Shang Dynasty, as both civilizations seem to have existed during the Age of Gods, and it seems that the Age of Gods disappeared around the same time.

A strange coincidence.

Without saying a word, Xue Dinglu picked up his phone, searched for "Hercules," and handed it to Hercules.

Then, in an instant, he saw Hercules display an expression that read "Subway, Old Sea, Cellphone.JPG".

Xue's Law looked at it... uh...

They're all white-haired loli girls named "Ilya"...

"I made a mistake, let me search again..." This time, when Xue Law searched for "Hercules of Greece", he finally found a proper introduction and evaluation from later generations.

After Hercules finished reading, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems he was quite satisfied with his reputation in later generations; in fact, when he saw the phrase "one of the most famous heroes in the world," his smile was even more pronounced than an AK.

Hmm, I'll show him a classic Hollywood movie, Black Hercules, sometime when I'm bored...

Let's see if Hercules can still keep his composure.

He wanted to see Hercules' expression, that expression that was difficult to maintain but had to keep up.

After a long silence, Hercules returned the phone to Xue Dinglu and asked, "Is that child, the child named Ilya, still alive?"

Xue Law: “???”

You, Hai Dali with thick eyebrows and big eyes, have also become obsessed with anime?

"What do you want to do?"

“She is qualified to be my adopted daughter.”

Xue Law: "..."

Take my advice: you've been ruined by the white-haired guy all your life. Stop being obsessed with him.

No longer dwelling on the fact that Hai Dali became obsessed with anime and manga 3000 years after arriving, he began to tell Hercules all the information he had gathered.

"What to do? Kill his whole family, or kill everyone connected to him?" Hercules's question silenced the world.

Xue Law: "..."

Perhaps this is the true worldview of people in ancient times.

It took Xue's Law a long time to explain the current social environment to Hercules. After a moment's thought, Hercules asked, "Are all the people here Athenians?"

Xue Law: “???”

"In my memory, only the Athenians would establish so many rules, but you have established far more rules than Athens." He spoke frankly, and if it weren't for the fact that Xue and his group were clearly not Mediterranean, he would have thought he was in Athens in the future.

This made Xue's Law feel that the Greeks were a bit too extreme.

Perhaps in that primitive era, people with this mindset were more likely to live longer and live a more fulfilling life.

However, he felt he should still teach Haidila a little something else...

“No, you’re going too far. We just need a mild, punitive insult to extract information,” Xue Dinglu said calmly.

“An insult? Sildileus, you’re too kind.” Hercules finally sighed.

He felt that Xue Dinglu was good in every way, except that he was too kind, and that such a person would suffer losses.

"How to insult?" Hercules then asked.

Xue Dinglu remained silent, took out his phone, and began searching...

Ultimate insult...

……

Above Jiangcheng, a figure clad in pure white armor, resembling a Kamen Rider from a tokusatsu drama, stood atop the city's skyscrapers.

His white coat fluttered in the wind as he looked at the city, a city far more prosperous than he could have ever imagined, and murmured to himself.

“Xercyrus, you’re going a bit too far…”

Hercules, in the form possessed by the bird-man A.

Not only that, he also carried a cell phone with him. Xue Lude asked him to investigate the matter, and similarly, he could do whatever he wanted with his cell phone in his spare time.

Even his favorite white-haired loli characters, Xue's Law ultimately did not prohibit them.

After reading the ultimate insult, Hercules remained silent for a long time.

In Greece, the most immoral thing is to insult someone's reputation, and the second most immoral thing is to ruin someone's sexual function...

The ultimate insult was an act of utter depravity, one that even the most despicable Odysseus could not have conceived of such a disgusting form of torture.

Even Hercules, living in the barbaric, godlike Greece where nothing seemed to exist but killing and tendon-wielding, felt that this ultimate insult was a bit too extreme.

Looking at the bustling traffic below, he had already begun his investigation. Just as Xue Dinglu had predicted, those who came to cause trouble at his doorstep were just low-level thugs, who had taken a few hundred dollars from their superiors and then came to disgust people.

His superior was a local middleman who specialized in reselling. The middleman received tens of thousands of yuan, and the payer was a certain non-governmental rights protection organization.

The non-governmental organization was just a middleman; they had received hundreds of thousands of yuan from a foreign company executive and wanted to teach Xue a lesson.

The foreign company executive was also a middleman. He received several million dollars from a DXI organization in exchange for solving Schrödinger's Law, or at least crippling it if he couldn't solve it.

The DXI organization was also an intermediary; they received five million US dollars from the CIA to conduct external interference and promote political correctness...

The CIA was merely an intermediary; they received 2000 million in funding from their superiors to conduct certain forms of interference overseas…

Hercules: "..."

What? What are all these?

What the heck? Can you people from later generations make things this abstract?

It's just killing someone, why go through all these layers of exploitation, leaving the underlings with only a few hundred or a thousand dollars in the end, and then all they do is splash dog blood at people's doorsteps.

Who should I take revenge on? Should I just go to the White House and give that president, who can't even control his sphincter, a final, humiliating beating?

Hercules looked at the investigation in his hand, along with the information obtained from a little bit of Greek magic, and fell into deep thought.

Who am I? What am I supposed to do? Whom should I insult?

I can’t tell the difference, I really can’t tell the difference!

Standing on the rooftop, feeling the cold wind, Hercules fell silent, wondering which of these people he should strike hard against.

Forget it, let's target the most nonsensical DXI organization instead. After all, everyone else is just doing things for money, while they're openly targeting Xue's Law.

Also, since things have come to this, let's play the game first.

Hercules opened his phone and found a game icon featuring a blonde woman wearing a crown.