A Maybach on a rainy night? Talk to my Levadin!

"What case are the police handling that warrants such a big commotion?"

The desire to join in the fun is a fundamental part of the Chinese people's logic; when they see a crowd of people, they feel compelled to move forward.

Amidst the bustling crowd, a figure turned into a small alley.

"Thanks, Scout! Leave the rest to me!" Zhao Zizhan jumped off Scout, grabbed his shoulder, and teleported Scout back to Rhodes Island in a flash.

"Just call me anytime if anything happens," Scout said without saying much, simply nodding. This level of concealment and evasion was second nature to him, posing no difficulty whatsoever.

The biggest challenge was having someone clinging to him like an octopus, almost choking him.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this our idol, Brother?"

However, as soon as the two landed on Rhodes Island, a series of sarcastic voices rang out around them.

"ACE is so amazing, I really admire you!"

　"Wow, our ACE truly lives up to his reputation as an ace! He's already captured the heart of our newcomer right from the start!"

“Who says otherwise?” Scout joined the hunt: “I’ll thank you, bro. I’ll handle the rest myself. There’s still a difference between elite operators, isn’t there…?”

Zhao Zizhan has become somewhat famous.

No, how do you know what I'm saying here?

ACE looked at Zhao Zizhan somewhat awkwardly and scratched his cheek: "Haha, um, I forgot to turn off the mission recorder..."

All the elite operators were curious about what kind of enemy Jiang Cheng had encountered that made him so cautious. So they asked ACE to bring the operation recording device so that everyone could watch the operation recording and learn how to deal with the new enemy.

Then we saw Zhao Zizhan making that awkward scene.

Faced with the relentless attacks from his teammates, even the city walls were struggling to hold up, and his mentality began to change.

Zhao Zizhan was even more embarrassed. He hadn't praised anyone much before, and his clumsy attempt at praising someone was analyzed frame by frame by all the elite operators as a strong team demo. The feeling of being exposed in front of everyone made Zhao Zizhan feel like Uzi after a best-of-five series.

However, the emotion wasn't a warning, but simply embarrassment.

To be honest, after leaving university and the military, Zhao Zizhan hadn't experienced the joy of teasing each other in a group setting for a long time. Everyone in the city was like an island; I wouldn't bother you, and you shouldn't bother me.

Although I've kept in touch with my comrades after graduation, and occasionally keep in touch with classmates, we've ultimately seen each other less and less. When we do get together, the topics have shifted from training, courses, and hobbies to everyday matters, family squabbles, and our parents' illnesses...

Such energy, such banter, such laughter—everyone was in a state of blissful joy; it was as if they had returned to another world...

①澪漌樲２⒏彡○玖８

But despite the感慨 (feelings of regret/reflection), the popularity is undeniable.

"Alright, alright, you guys, all you know how to do is bully kids!" Raidian loved his own child the most and rushed over to protect him, driving away these shameless bastards.

"Zizhan, don't worry about it. Everyone likes you. They're just a little strange..." Raidian turned around to comfort Zhao Zizhan.

"It's okay, Raidian, I'm just... a little nostalgic."

The death of my uncle

Chapter 21: A Summing Up

Zhao Zizhan did not stay on Rhodes Island for long. After obtaining a new list of supplies to purchase and a few red gold bars, he returned to Shilan City.

The crowd gathered near the cordon had not yet dispersed. Zhao Zizhan tightened his backpack and began his journey home.

With the biggest and most pressing burden of his life now lifted from his shoulders, Zhao Zizhan should now start thinking about development.

Since transmigrating, Zhao Zizhan has been on edge, the pressure of survival weighing heavily on his shoulders. He fears that some scaly monster might suddenly appear and kill him again. Having been given a second chance at life, and with more and more interaction with the people of the new world, Zhao Zizhan cherishes everything he has now.

That's why he made such a drastic pre-battle preparation for Deadpool, with four elite operators in reserve behind him. If ACE couldn't take him down immediately, he would have to face a group attack from the elite operators.

After all these preparations, it had to die. Even Jesus couldn't save it, I'm telling you!

Taking a deep breath and then exhaling slowly, Zhao Zizhan felt that the sky was exceptionally blue and the air was exceptionally fresh today.

When we get back, shall we have some hot pot with lamb?

The light boat has passed ten thousand mountains!

①○⒈２洰2捌ろ０㈨8

While Zhao Zizhan was relaxed and carefree, the action team was facing some difficulties.

When Deadpool roared inside the factory, all the team members were jolted awake by the exciting news that they had finally found the real culprit!

There's nothing more to say then. The action team immediately deployed and took up positions at key locations. Police on the outside had already set up cordon tape to keep out bystanders, and backup was on its way.

Reserve Junyang 6

Even though Deadpool is a C-rank monster, the action team members still have a high chance of being defeated by his powerful physique. Slaying a dragon is no easy task; it truly requires risking one's life.

But strangely, after a roar and several collisions, everything inside the factory fell silent again, which made the team members uneasy.

Oh no, could Deadpool have tricked this kid and killed him on the spot?

Then they will be held accountable.

When the man in the trench coat thought of this possibility again, he felt his blood pressure rise. Oh no, he was afraid something terrible was about to happen.

The fact that the team made a decision-making error during the extermination operation, resulting in the death of a hybrid whose bloodline had just awakened, is simply unacceptable.

If it really happens, the man in the trench coat wouldn't be surprised if the principal dragged him to the school and had an armored vehicle step on his back.

"Disperse the smoke immediately! Everyone, take your positions! Snipers, get ready!" Almost instantly, the man in the trench coat issued the order, and the team members deployed their formation in an orderly manner.

The blower made a whirring sound, and the powerful airflow instantly dispersed the smoke. The scene at the scene was something no one had expected.

In the middle of the factory, in a shallow crater that was clearly smashed open, Deadpool's body lay, one hand outstretched in a gesture of hope, his head shattered, clearly struck by some kind of blunt force.

Nothing else.

"Dead!?" No one expected that the highly anticipated Deadpool would die so quickly, without giving everyone much time to react. From the moment everyone realized that Zhao Zizhan had entered the factory to the time when the smoke filled the air and everyone took their positions, it took less than ten minutes. To be precise, the time when the clear sounds of fighting came from inside was less than a minute.

The Deadpool's corpse is right here, completely dead, while the culprit has vanished without a trace.

"Where are they?! Where did they go??" The man in the trench coat was completely baffled, his gaze sweeping over the team members who had been assigned to guard various key positions.

Faced with the gaze of their superior, the team members exchanged bewildered glances. "You're asking me? I don't know how this person disappeared either!" they all shrugged.

Looking at his teammates' gestures, the man in the trench coat could only sigh inwardly, "Oh well, even LeBron has to do this."

"Boss, what do we do now?" Some team members also realized something was wrong. What kind of legitimate mixed-race person could single-handedly track down Deadpool, have him find them, QA them, kill them instantly, and then slip away in full view of everyone?

Is this a human?

"Look at this mark, Deadpool was grabbed by the arm and slammed to the ground, then his head was blown off with a blunt object. Apart from his back and head, there are no other wounds on his body. The person who did this act was very decisive, and Deadpool had no ability to struggle at all."

"This level of strength... Captain, if someone had just awakened their bloodline, do you think an A-rank could perform like this?"

The team members looked at each other, then all turned to look at the man in the trench coat.

"What are you looking at me for?" After examining the corpse for a while, the man in the trench coat stood up and clapped his hands: "I'm asking you, what are we here for?"

The team members didn't answer, so the man in the trench coat could only answer his own question: "We received a call about Deadpool's outburst and came to deal with him."

"Is Deadpool still alive?"

"Dead"

"Is that all? Our work is finished, let's call it a day!"

"Huh? Sir, but..." The team members hesitated. What about the child? Should they just leave him?

The man in the trench coat chuckled and said, "But what? This job isn't our responsibility, understand? Just write a report and submit it, and a colleague in charge of this area will naturally take over. We don't need to worry about it!"

After his guidance, the team members instantly understood, as if the clouds had parted and the truth had been revealed.

"Oh...I understand."

It's just a non-stick pan. They were here to resolve the Deadpool crisis. Now that the crisis is over, they can hand in their duties, and their job is done. As for investigating the new hybrid, that's not their job.

Just like the team leader said before, we might all be colleagues in the future, so there's no need to make things so awkward. Besides, the investigation doesn't affect their KPIs or bonuses, so why should they worry about it?

Those are things that the big shots at the top have to consider.

Previously, they targeted Zhao Zizhan mainly to use him as a clue to break through Deadpool's information. Now that Deadpool is dead, it's no longer their business.

As for the headquarters likely sending other people to monitor Zhao Zizhan later, and perhaps even making further contact with him, that's the school's business and has nothing to do with them, the frontline operations personnel.

"Alright, get ready, notify the police, let's call it a day. I'll report the situation to the school. Thank you all for your hard work. Let's arrange the follow-up work. I'll treat everyone to a big meal when everything's done!" The man in the trench coat said as he took out his phone.

"Great! Long live the captain!"

Chapter Twenty-Two: Unfinished Business

The Deadpool controversy has subsided, but the ripples from that stone thrown into the water continue to spread.

"You're back, son!" When Zhao Zizhan entered the house, Old Zhao was having breakfast with Cui Nianzhen.

"You child, why does it take you so long to run? The food is getting cold." Although Cui Nianzhen's words were a complaint, they actually revealed her concern that eating cold food would upset her child's stomach.

If this were in my past life, hey, I wouldn't care about this or that. It's leftover donkey meat stew with steamed buns, eat it or don't, it's up to you. If you eat too slowly, your dad will secretly eat it all.

As Cui Nianzhen spoke, she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for him.

"Eat up, it's been kept warm for you."

Zhao Zizhan looked at the breakfast in front of him. Although it was simple, it was still piping hot. His mother, a female entrepreneur, was still cooking at home and preparing meals for him. Thinking of his father in his previous life, who did nothing all day, the contrast was so stark that it was hard to look at.

"Thank you, Mom"

"Eat up!" Cui Nianzhen couldn't help but smile. Her son was so sensible; how could a mother not be happy?

"By the way, about your warehouse, I took care of it for you last night. I'll give you the address later; just call the number on it to contact the other party. As for the freezers and interior decoration, you'll have to prepare those yourself."

After saying that, fearing Zhao Zizhan might overthink things, he added, "Since this is your first time doing business, it's best to go through all the procedures yourself. Once you're familiar with them, you won't be easily cheated by your subordinates. The restaurant business is different from other businesses; safety and caution are paramount. As a raw material supplier, you need to pay even more attention to this. If you have any problems, just ask your dad; he has many uncles who are knowledgeable in this area..."

"I know, Mom," Zhao Zizhan nodded. He wasn't unhappy at all. The fact that the warehouse issue could be resolved was already a huge help. Zhao Zizhan didn't need any freezers anyway; everything was directly transported to Rhodes Island, where the logistics operators were in charge. But he could also see that this was a test his mother was giving him.

If you want to do business, this is a necessary step. In Cui Nianzhen's philosophy, parents can pave the way, but they can only pave the way so that their children can walk more steadily. Without a foundation, how can you walk steadily?

Old Zhao expressed his full support.

Rushing a child into an inappropriate position is like putting them in a dangerous situation; if something goes wrong, no one will blame the subordinates.

Jiang Cheng agreed. His business was quite sensitive and couldn't really be done openly, so it was safer to keep everything under his own control.

His mother's arrangement suited him perfectly!

"Okay, you can discuss the raw material procurement with your dad. Feel free to ask me anything if you have any questions. I need to talk to someone about something, so I'll be going now."

Cui Nianzhen got up, dressed, picked up her small bag, answered a phone call, and walked out the door: "Hello, okay, I understand. What do you mean you're not sure? Do you need me to teach you how to arrange things? Do I pay you a salary so you can come and ask me questions?"

With a bang, the door closed. Old Zhao and Young Zhao looked at each other, winked, and chuckled.

“Son, what materials do we need to provide now? Tell me, and your dad will give you some advice,” Zhao Miao asked while drinking his porridge.

"Hmm... Right now, it's basic supplies like meat, seasonal vegetables, and some fruit. We also need some... oh no, milk, soda, juice, and convenient snacks. If we had energy drinks like Red Bull or sports drinks like Pocari Sweat, that would be even better."

The operators engage in extremely strenuous physical activity, resulting in a high demand for energy and hydration, which these two beverages perfectly meet.

"You've got quite a lot..." Old Zhao took a bite of his fried egg and pondered for a moment: "I can understand the daily necessities, and I understand milk, juice, and soda, but what are these snacks, Red Bull, and Seraph for? What was that company you mentioned you were working with again?"

"Pharmaceutical Company"

"Do pharmaceutical companies really have that much physical activity?"

Zhao Zizhan was sweating profusely: "Well... we need to do drug trials and clinical trials, so the energy requirements are definitely not low. Besides, isn't this what the client needs? If the client has a need, we'll try our best to provide it, right? I don't care if they need it or not."

Old Zhao thought about it and agreed. Why should the raw material supplier worry about so much?

"I can work with you to arrange procurement prices for daily necessities, but you'll have to figure out how to get snacks and drinks yourself."

"Okay, I'll try my best." My parents have already helped me this much, what else can I say? My path has already been paved smooth, I can just walk it. When has Old Zhao ever fought such a tough battle?

"Just feeling great" doesn't even begin to describe his current state.

"Okay, I'll go take care of my work first. I'll see, I'll call you around this afternoon. You can come over and go through the motions, I'll introduce you to the people."

"Good dad"

"Virtue," Old Zhao chuckled, got up, rubbed Zhao Zizhan's head, turned around, grabbed his clothes, and went out.

After his parents left, Zhao Zizhan slumped into a chair like a lump of rotten flesh.

These past two days, he's been moving supplies and participating in combat training. The day after he got back, he had to run to find Deadpool, a round trip that takes more than an hour. Even with his fifteen-year-old body, Zhao Zizhan felt a bit overwhelmed, and his hands and feet were starting to ache.

I didn't realize it before, but now that I'm relaxed, I just feel extremely tired.