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

Zhao Zizhan, however, was different.

The daily intake and output of 40,000 liters of blood allowed Zhao Zizhan's blood magic to progress at an astonishing pace.

Zhao Zizhan rented a refrigerated truck specifically to transport supplies and blood. The daily rental fee for a medium-sized refrigerated truck is 400 yuan, and it can carry ten tons of blood at a time.

A large slaughterhouse can slaughter 5,000 to 10,000 large livestock per day and produce more than 40 tons of blood per day. One large slaughterhouse is enough to meet Zhao Zizhan's needs.

The blood from his father's slaughterhouse was almost entirely supplied to Zhao Zizhan. His father had some questions about this, and Zhao Zizhan's answer was that it was used to make immunoglobulin drugs.

Although he managed to evade the issue, it was clear that simply taking in goods without actually delivering them would arouse suspicion. His parents weren't very wary of him and didn't pay much attention, which gave Zhao Zizhan the opportunity to develop. Now that Zhao Zizhan's business was growing, if he kept training without ever seeing the other party, it might be a bit... He needed to pay more attention to the Rhodes Island branch.

Such a massive blood supply naturally brought about very obvious changes. Zhao Zizhan's stats increased dramatically every day, his strength increased, his brain was strengthened, and he became addicted to the feeling of getting stronger every day.

Our daily lives may seem peaceful now, but that's just the calm before the storm.

The Kassel College has been slow to act, and since he has approached Lu Mingfei, he will inevitably attract the attention of various forces that are watching him. Not to mention, Chu Zihang's driver father still seems to have no reaction.

Zhao Zizhan didn't believe that the other party couldn't see the changes in Chu Zihang after spending day and night together. Perhaps he had some kind of difficulty, or perhaps he was too immersed in the role.

Zhao Zizhan didn't know, but strengthening himself was never a bad thing.

If you are strong enough, no problem is a problem.

Let's meet force with force and water with earth...

Lu Mingfei is not the same as before.

This was a very obvious observation made by Lu Mingfei's classmates.

In the past, Lu Mingfei would either sleep soundly in his seat after class or stick to Chen Wenwen like a Shar Pei, a complete simp.

But today, contrary to usual, Lu Mingfei left the classroom as soon as get out of class ended and was nowhere to be seen. He was not seen for the next two classes either. After Zhao Menghua, seemingly concerned about his classmate but actually secretly tattled on him, asked the teacher about Lu Mingfei's whereabouts, he learned that Lu Mingfei had gone to work on a project with senior students Chu Zihang and Zhao Zizhan in preparation for participating in a youth science and technology competition.

The school naturally supported Chu Zihang's participation in the competition. Chu Zihang's abilities were evident to all. Zhao Zizhan was a little worrying, but after Zhao Zizhan proposed his research and development project for the science and technology innovation competition and thoroughly outshone the math teacher with his mathematical abilities, the teachers in the school had no further objections.

You have to participate!

Some teachers even nearly came to blows over the opportunity to become mentors on this project.

This is a national-level competition. If you can become a mentor, you'll be guaranteed awards and honors, and becoming a top-level teacher will be a breeze. It's a path to success!

Him? Lu Mingfei? Participating in the competition?

Can Chinese characters be arranged and combined in such a way?

These words made the whole class tense. What was Lu Mingfei's usual level? He always barely passed every test. Could he even participate in a competition?

I can't do it, I don't have the ability, you know?

Lu Mingfei's appearance is by no means ugly. In fact, the boy is quite handsome. If it weren't for his personality and various events, he would definitely be on the list of those who deserve to be killed.

Despite having a handsome face, he was a simp and, coupled with his submissive attitude at school and constant humiliation, his social standing at school plummeted.

Deep down, everyone probably felt a sense of satisfaction in bullying someone who seemed very outstanding.

But now, you're suddenly telling me that Lu Mingfei has latched onto Chu Zihang and Zhao Zizhan and is going to participate in the competition?

While Lu Mingfei may be a scoundrel, he's actually a powerful combination of Chu Zihang and Zhao Zizhan! With their combined abilities, it's no joke that they could make even a dog on a leash work.

Everyone at Shilan High School is a shrewd person; they all know the prestige of the National Youth Science and Technology Competition, which is far more valuable than the New Concept Writing Competition.

Winning an award guarantees admission to top universities, is a ticket to the ISEF winter camp, and is the ultimate stepping stone to studying at the world's top universities.

Lu Mingfei's takeoff is practically a done deal, how can everyone accept this?

Qianxun ⑨⑥0①②⑥②⑦ Ridge

Chapter Seventy-Four: Xia Mi.

Lu Mingfei is currently playing StarCraft in the activity room.

There was nothing he could do; he couldn't understand what Senior Brother Chu and Senior Brother Zhao were saying, and even if he wanted to interrupt, he didn't have the ability.

He was sitting on the side feeling rather awkward, but Zhao Zizhan simply turned on the computer for him and told him to play games. He could play StarCraft regularly to keep up his skills, and he could also play some flight simulators to get used to the operation mode in advance.

"Am I here on a royal tour?"

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①檪⒈㈡卍/彡○㈨卌

With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, Lu Mingfei scratched his head while operating the computer with one hand to quickly wipe out the opponent.

Why so quickly? Because the two senior students finished their completely incomprehensible academic exchange and started talking about other things.

Although my senior brother told me to play games, I couldn't be so tactless. I should still do the work of serving tea and water.

"That's roughly how it is with algorithms. Currently, large-scale integration of algorithms is quite difficult. The main challenge is that chips cannot handle the computing power. Since the algorithms are insufficient, we should focus more on flight control to enhance the aircraft's maneuverability and handling performance."

Zhao Zizhan said this while writing and drawing in his notebook.

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"Okay, let's leave the drone thing at that for now. I'll work on the flight control system later, and we'll build a prototype so Xiao Lu can operate it and we'll see how it performs."

Zhao Zizhan put down the notebook.

"Also, regarding our matter, I currently have a completely new idea."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zihang showed a much more interested expression than when he was working on drone algorithms.

“We can look for clues about another world by studying history.”

"Human civilization has risen to prominence in just a few thousand years, from the Stone Age to the present. Human progress has been so rapid, so what about people like us?"

"If we set aside the possibility that we are aliens, then it is highly likely that beings like us have always existed within human society."

"Human civilization developed from the emergence of writing and society, so what about us? How will people like us develop?"

Will we have our own writing system? Will we have our own civilization? Or are we just part of humanity? You know best about our talents; our talents far surpass those of ordinary people. Such talents could not have remained unknown in human history just a few years ago.

"If you're willing to look, you're bound to find some clues!"

Zhao Zizhan's words instantly enlightened Chu Zihang.

I'm so tired, so alone

Yeah, why didn't I think of that before?

By starting with history and searching for clues, we can find traces of the existence of another world, of unique superhuman beings like ourselves. Even if they wanted to hide their existence, they would inevitably leave traces!

The aunt is the son of a rich man

Lu Mingfei stood silently to the side, holding two bottles of iced cola.

He didn't dare to interrupt at all.

Are Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Chu always like this? Their chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) is probably nearing its end! Should I speak up now? If I do, what should I say if they ask for my opinion?

Is Senior Brother Zhao going to suggest joining the SOS Brigade later? Should I cooperate or not?

I can't see me, I can't see me, I can't see me...

Bang.

Despite Lu Mingfei's extreme caution, the sound of the glass bottle of cola being placed on the table was as loud as his heartbeat.

The loud crash interrupted their whimsical daydreams, drawing the attention of Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Chu to themselves.

"Um... Senior brother... drink cola, preferably iced, it won't taste good when it's hot."

Lu Mingfei gave an awkward smile and pushed the Coke bottle forward.

"I suddenly remembered something," Chu Zihang said abruptly after glancing at Lu Mingfei.

"What's going on? Are you actually an agent of the superpowered organization 'The Agency'?" Lu Mingfei blurted out instinctively, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he wanted to slap himself. What are you saying, Lu Mingfei!

Chu Zihang's expression suddenly froze.

"Do you know about the organization?"

Lu Mingfei didn't know how to respond to Chu Zihang's serious gaze.

Dude, are you kidding me or are you serious? How can you be so naturally chuunibyou if you haven't even read The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya?

Chu Zihang did not receive a response from Lu Mingfei, but the complex expression on the other party's face led him to believe that it was a kind of tacit agreement that was inconvenient to say aloud.

"I didn't expect you to have prior connections with the superhuman organization... That makes things much easier."

Lu Mingfei looked pained. "Senior, I beg you, please stop! If you keep doing this, the school leaders will think I'm the one who turned you into this! I can't bear that responsibility!"

Lu Mingfei turned to look at Zhao Zizhan and saw the seemingly tense but actually tense expression on the other's face. Comparing the two, he suddenly realized that Senior Brother Zhao was the real idiot, while Senior Brother Chu was just a complete chuunibyou!

Zhao Zizhan almost burst out laughing. Is this what a naturally gifted player is like? He probably won't be able to beat him in his lifetime.

Lu Mingfei quickly pleaded with his expression, "Senior Brother Zhao, don't just stand by and watch! Say something! For the sake of Shilan Middle School, lend your brother a hand!"

Faced with Lu Mingfei's grimacing plea for help, Zhao Zizhan coughed to change the subject: "Ahem, well, didn't you have something important to say, Senior Brother?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes, indeed," Zhao Zizhan's words brought Chu Zihang out of his reverie.

"We didn't apply to the school to participate in the competition as a group. Later, a junior student also wanted to join. I'm not sure about her situation, so I wanted to ask for your opinion."

"Junior girl? Are you planning to carry a girl to rank up? Old Chu, have you finally found love? So you like girls younger than you?"

Zhao Zizhan's face was full of gossip.

Chu Zihang's face thickened slightly, and he said calmly, "You know him too?"

"Me? How would I know your junior?"

Chu Zihang emphasized, "She's also your junior."

Seeing that Zhao Zizhan still looked confused, he couldn't help but prompt him, "She was the cheerleader during the school basketball team's games."

"Hey? Cheerleader?"

Just as Zhao Zizhan was about to speak, his mind suddenly stopped, and a memory suddenly appeared in his mind. In the memory, a bright and beautiful figure, youthful and lively with a touch of charm, suddenly appeared.

Zhao Zizhan was not a local, and in theory he should have some knowledge of the characters in this world, but he seemed to have been ignoring a certain existence.

Since the original owner had already left when he took over the account, it took Zhao Zizhan some time to process the memories. However, in any case, the memories would not disappear or reappear out of thin air.

But there was one exception.

"...Xia Mi?"

Chapter Seventy-Five: Lu Mingze.

When did I forget Teacher Daye?

Did she enter the school during this period?

Immediately afterwards, another memory flooded Zhao Zizhan's mind. This junior high school girl had come up from the junior high school section and had achieved the terrifyingly high score of first place in the city's high school entrance exam. The only reason she came to Shilan High School was because they had given her so much.

Is that right?

Let's just leave it at that. This junior isn't even a person yet, so let's not keep writing about the minor details.

Oh, our Xia Mi is really devoted to her husband!

Zhao Zizhan glanced at Chu Zihang with a teasing look, which made the other man look a little strange. He then looked around with a cold expression and asked, "What?"

"I'm watching, someone's about to be happy..."

Unable to get along with these guys who were popular with women, Zhao Zizhan angrily decided to channel his frustration into food: "Junior Brother Lu, please order four meals. Your Senior Brother Chu and I are going out to meet someone, we'll be back in a bit."

"Ah, okay," Lu Mingfei put down his game and stood up to respond. This was a conditioned reflex he had developed over the years at his uncle and aunt's house. If he didn't respond promptly to his family members' words, he would be met with a torrent of nagging from his aunt.

Zhao Zizhan couldn't help but chuckle, patting the back of his head: "Stop with the nonsense, just focus on your game. How are you going to operate it if you stand up?"

Lu Mingfei blinked, sat back down in his seat, and felt a little sore.

"Brother, what am I supposed to do with this... Wait a minute, in most anime stories, this kind of gentle older brother character is usually killed off very quickly."

Lu Mingfei sat in his seat, operating the machine casually, muttering nonsense to himself.

"My beloved older brother was killed by the enemy. As the protagonist, I awakened at the last moment, and then held my brother's hand, heartbroken. From then on, I became a partner of justice..."