Chapter 8

Three months passed in a flash. During this period, Zhan Mu showed the same determination as he did during the physical examination that year, wanting to help Lu Chao find out the truth about his father's inexplicable arrest.

Logically speaking, the global devastation caused by fluorescent disease shouldn't be entirely the fault of Dr. Bai Tiao, the developer of the artificial plant 'Fluorescent Ganoderma.' With such confidential research projects, the university hosting the laboratory and even the higher-ups who approved the project are all implicated.

Because what is most worthy of reflection is that the plant 'Yingzhi' was initially regarded by people as coming from outer space, just as no one can explain how the epidemic that the ancient Xia Kingdom experienced came about.

Bai Tiao recently jumped off a building, and it was only then that what she had done was discovered, completely revealing the origin of "Yingzhi".

"So, your mother really knows Bai Tiao?" Zhan Mu was shocked. You know, Bai Tiao later went to the underwater base Blue Continent and continued to do scientific research. She invented wyh acid, which did have a suppressive effect on fluorescence disease.

Now, the dead Bai Tiao is being criticized as a sinner on the Internet.

She won the Nobel Prize in Medicine for inventing wyh acid to treat fluorescence disease. She died recently, and it was revealed that Yingzhi, the source of fluorescence disease, was also invented by her.

——This matter is outrageous if you think about it carefully.

At the beginning, the fluorescent disease that was rampant around the world killed many people.

This scientist staged a doomsday drama and finally jumped out as the savior. Combining the two, the whole world became a part of her play, and the audience no longer bought it.

It's like he directed and acted in the show on purpose just to win an award.

"I didn't understand it before," Lu Chao suddenly said, making a pertinent comment with emotion. "But ever since the incident at home, I've been thinking about the whole thing carefully, and I realized that Jiang Guo ordered Bai Tiao to develop a 'biological bomb'. This is something worth digging deeper into."

Zhan Mu watched him, listening to his eloquent speech. He was indeed a master student of international politics. He spoke with reason and evidence, "Our Xia Kingdom was the most powerful. At that time, we were the sole superpower in the international situation. Jiang Kingdom was a weak developing country. Their most basic purpose in releasing 'Yingzhi' into our country was to cause social panic and even incite riots."

"But man proposes, God disposes. Who could have known that after the development of Fluorescent Ganoderma, there would be no natural enemy. It would almost instantly become localized and spread across the globe. The miasma and fluorescent disease became increasingly severe. The situation has exceeded the predictions of the Jiang State's top leaders and has turned into a disaster. If you were a superior at this time, how would you have handled Dr. Bai Tiao..."

"To silence the witness." Zhan Mu answered quickly.

Lu Chao nodded slightly, but then made a tut gesture and said, "You know, my mother is from Anguo. She went to Jiangguo for research as part of an academic exchange program. She and Dr. Bai Tiao were just casual acquaintances at best."

Zhan Mu understood everything immediately and replied, "Dr. Bai Tiao knew that she was doomed in Jiang Country and she couldn't go to Xia Country either, so she sought help from your mother who was from An Country, right?"

He is indeed very smart, with strong logical thinking ability and great understanding. Being a game anchor has buried him. Lu Chao thought.

"Yes." Lu Chao continued to analyze it for him. "Coincidentally, there was a split within Anguo at the time, which is how the underwater base Blue Island came about. My mother suggested that she simply give up her citizenship and go into the sea. Most of the people in the Blue Island base are Anguo people. Later, when Bai Tiao developed why acid and won the Nobel Prize, it was most likely because of the Anguo representatives behind the scenes."

"Are you saying that Bai Tiao's Nobel Prize win is a slap in the face for An Guo?" Zhan Mu revealed the secret, saying, "Because Jiang Guo wants to kill her, and she's offended Xia Guo, if An Guo were to offer this female doctor a helping hand at this time, it would be like providing timely assistance. She would definitely be completely devoted to An Guo. It's really like the fisherman benefits from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam, haha."

"Not bad, smart." Lu Chao answered in a deep voice, pushing his non-existent glasses on the computer screen. This action made Zhan Mu guess that he must have been nearsighted before.

"So your major usually talks about current affairs?" Zhan Mu was very curious. He felt that Student Lu should also be a good material for a doctorate. Moreover, with his looks and temperament, he would definitely be a diplomat.

"Yes, I write papers, attend lectures by prominent figures, and occasionally give personal speeches at Model United Nations." Lu Chao appeared proud, revealing his deliberate elegance and composure. He boasted, "My dream has always been to become a council member."

"You are still a mixed-race." Zhan Mu pouted. He seemed a little at a loss in front of such a favored child of heaven. Driven by vanity, he even felt that he was too dazzling.

"I'm from Xia, and I don't speak Anguo dialect." Lu Chao replied, "Uh..." He keenly noticed that Zhan Mu was feeling disappointed, so he immediately added some explanation.

"Having a good family background doesn't mean anything. Look at me now. I'm not even as good as you. A good young man was sealed in the game forever by a mysterious force. Who would believe it if I told anyone else?"

Zhan Mu: "..." He was silent for a moment. He couldn't even comfort Lu Chao. After all, he was also an unemployed vagrant. Indeed, what kind of job was playing games and being a streamer?

The way people judge each other is everywhere. In the past, people only cared about their grades. Now, after entering society, people only cared about their jobs. They cared about their houses. They cared about their marriages. They cared about their children. Zhan Mu knew he wasn't doing well, and he didn't want to go home. One reason he didn't want to face his relatives was because he didn't want to go home.

The adult world is no longer a game of report cards; it is more harsh and even darker.

Zhan Mu remembered it clearly. When he went out to buy fish, he seemed timid and the boss thought he was easy to bully. He ate alone, but the boss killed a 78-inch fish. You can imagine how bad it felt!

"Sometimes I really don't know how I can help you with such a complicated situation like yours. I don't even know where to start..." Zhan Mu replied. He wanted to avoid socializing, so he made an excuse to go to the bathroom and didn't want to chat with him anymore.

I'm so tired. Zhan Mu has always been a loner during this period and has never built such a close relationship with anyone. He sees people everywhere, and he is really not used to it and feels annoyed.

Whenever I go to the toilet and want to watch videos, I will see Lu Chao's face.

He said, I'm bored, why don't we watch it together.

...Shit, no privacy at all.

Now Zhan Mu WC has decided not to bring a mobile phone.

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At noon, he went downstairs to the food court to eat again. Zhan Mu deliberately did not bring his mobile phone in order to enjoy his private space. For him, eating alone was the best thing in life.

He doesn't want to fall in love now. It has nothing to do with money. He simply feels annoyed. His life has just begun and he hasn't lived a carefree life yet, so he doesn't want to care about other people's emotions.

The dopamine that love can bring to people is far inferior to self-improvement. What's more, Zhan Mu is a handsome guy. He will feel happy when he looks in the mirror and smiles at himself occasionally. Tsk~ Excellent people love themselves more, okay?

Zhan Mu slurped up a mouthful of snail noodles. Looking up, he saw a familiar man approaching among several uniformed men. The woman in the lead, a woman with glasses, had a calm demeanor. She knocked on the glass door and asked, "The neighborhood office is conducting a spot check. Boss, why don't you have your store's food safety certificate posted?"

"Ouch, it was blown down by the wind. I forgot about it." The boss was busy cooking noodles for the customers in the kitchen and shouted in response. Zhan Mu looked through and saw the trendy guy who had caused trouble for him yesterday. He was smoking calmly with an arrogant look on his face.

"Busy? It's not lost, is it?" Sister Eyes walked to the window and said, "How about we help you get a transparent seal? This certificate must be hung on the wall, so that customers can feel at ease when they come to eat your food, right?"

Bullshit, Zhan Muxin said.

"Xiao An, come here." The girl with glasses said loudly. An Jing, who was smoking, coughed twice and said okay. He came over and took the food safety certificate of the store owner handed over by her.

"Did you hear me? Go to the print shop and get it wrapped in plastic."

An Jing nodded politely, which was obviously the obedience and humility of a subordinate to his superior, but Zhan Mu always tasted a hint of dissatisfaction in the corners of his mouth.

He must be a troublemaker.

As An Jing left, Zhan Mu happened to remember that he needed to print a copy of his ID card, so he coincidentally went to a printing shop with him. Zhan Mu stopped him cheerfully and mocked him: "Brother... serve the people."

"Who are you?" An Jing couldn't remember anyone for a moment.

"The one whose cousin became your spouse with a wave of your hand."

Zhan Mu gritted his teeth, expressing his anger at his inexplicable marriage, and looked like he was going to ask for his name so that he could write a letter of complaint.

"The problem is, your cousin looks nothing like you." An Jing curled his lips at him, amused. "Cyberdata people now have some human rights and can enjoy social benefits morally and ethically. What do you think of having a mistress?"

Zhan Mu was shocked. What a foul mouth this guy had! He was about to attack, but An Jing took out a small square and threw it. The black gold material melted and unfolded into a real person - exactly like him.

It is a cyber data person made of fluid material.

So rich... Zhan Mu has always kept his distance from rich guys, not only because of the sense of gap in his heart, but also because people with bad morals may bully others by taking advantage of money, and the poor guy doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

He was about to leave when An Jing suddenly introduced him, "You're probably thinking of buying a model for your cousin, right? I'd like to introduce you to a model maker. The price is reasonable, and most importantly, he's very skilled and can make a one-to-one replica."

Zhan Mu walked over and looked his cybernetic figure up and down. It was indeed like An Jing himself, completely identical, even down to the hair, eyebrows, eyeballs, and other details. This modeler must have mastered the use of fluids to perfection.

"What an amazing craftsmanship." Zhan Mu murmured with emotion.

An Jing raised the corners of his mouth confidently and cleared his throat twice. His cyberdata man suddenly moved and said, "The skilled modeler he was talking about is himself."

Zhan Mu took a step back in shock, feeling a bit like a wax figure coming to life in the uncanny valley. He chuckled twice to calm himself down and asked, "So how do you charge?"

"Add me to the set." An Jing rolled up his sleeves and turned on his bracelet, which was also a high-tech product, and a more expensive but more convenient alternative to a mobile phone.

While Zhan Mu was surprised that he was really a rich second-generation, he was also blinded by the densely packed apps in his bracelet.

All these software combined are even more expensive than the bracelet on his hand, such as 3dmax, maya, pr, ae... etc. Firstly, they cost money, secondly, they are all in foreign languages, and thirdly, they are all difficult software that modelers must have.

An Jing admired the storm in his eyes. His desire to win was overflowing. He hadn't shown off in front of others for a long time. It was a rare opportunity for him to meet a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, which made him feel sour, refreshing and happy.

Zhan Mu looked up, seeing An Jing's confusing attempts to prove his identity. He suddenly realized: Is this idiot trying to tease me? Or is he deliberately showing off in front of him, trying to be cool?

"No need, I have an appointment myself." Zhan Mu smiled.

At the same time, as if summoned by a dragon, the man who had come to kill and call him before appeared again, and the look in his eyes as he walked towards him was like that of a vixen.

Bian Lu spoke angrily, grabbed An Jing's neck, and asked, "What are you doing behind my back again, Comrade An?"

Zhan Mu narrowed his eyes and guessed that they might be a couple.

One is a scumbag and the other is a boss.