Chapter 551 Complete Crushing! Lin Qingjia Meets Wen Tinglan [1st Update]

Juan knew very well that not only the Imperial University, but even Helga University, the second-best university in the world, would not offer a course on assembling firearms.

Because it's too dangerous.

Only Norton University would offer such a course.

An ordinary person is already good enough at firing a gun, let alone assembling one?

Juan also learned about Ying Zijing and found out that after her college entrance exam results came out, Norton University invited her, but she didn't go.

So he felt very sorry for her.

Once you get into Norton University, you'll realize that all other schools are just a drop in the ocean.

Juan's request caused not only Wen Tinglan, but also Li Han and the others to frown slightly.

Qin Lingyu glanced at Hu An, crossed her arms, and clicked her tongue.

What's this called?

This is like having a path to heaven but refusing to take it, and having no way to hell but insisting on going there.

She had never seen anyone rush to their death like this before.

“Let me compare myself to Tinglan. I’m also a mechanical engineering major.” Adele raised her hand. “That would be fair.”

The boy spoke again: "Adele, you're a freshman, you haven't been in class for long. How can your practical skills compare to those of sophomores? Don't be ridiculous."

Just as Adele was about to say something, she was stopped by a look from the girl.

Ying Zijing withdrew her gaze, placed her hand on the box containing the mechanical parts, and tapped it lightly with her fingers: "If you don't mind, let's begin."

Juan smiled again and took another box of parts: "Miss Ying is straightforward."

After the two were ready, Qin Lingyu said, "I'll count down from three, three, two, one—go!"

Two timers on the left and right sides of the large screen started counting down.

Juan composed himself and began assembling.

Although he wasn't a mechanical engineer, assembling firearms was indeed an essential skill for the Hershel family, so he wasn't afraid at all.

Until he heard gasps coming from all around him.

Juan paused for a moment, then looked up at the other side of the table.

Upon seeing this, his expression changed.

The girl's hands moved so fast that she didn't even look at the blueprint.

Often, you see her pick up a part one second, and the next second she has already assembled it.

Whether it was the students present or the netizens watching the live stream, they all saw that Ying Zijin had already completed two-thirds of the assembly in less than three minutes.

A wave of shock swept through the area.

Holy crap, Ying Shen can really assemble guns?!

[Type "Ying Shen is awesome!" in the chat!]

[I still have to give her credit; there's nothing Ying Shen can't do in this world! She always manages to surprise us.]

Juan had no idea.

He was only nineteen years old after all, and his mentality wasn't strong enough.

His subordinate scrambled to his feet and accidentally pressed the wrong part.

In other words, while he was disassembling and reassembling, Ying Zijing had already installed the last part.

The countdown on the right stopped at 4 minutes and 29 seconds.

Ying Zijing gripped the assembled pistol and raised her hand.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Juan's forehead.

Juan's expression changed.

"Bang!"

The trigger was pulled at that moment, and a sound rang out.

Juan's heart leaped into his throat, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

His face was deathly pale, and he lost his balance, falling off the stool and landing on the ground.

【Ha ha ha ha!】

[Ying Shen's shooting posture is so cool, I thought it was real.]

[No way, you're scared of me, the God of War?]

"Don't be afraid." Ying Zijing put down the gun and raised her eyes. "There are no bullets in it. You're too nervous."

After all, it's a public program, and we can't afford to have any injuries or fatalities.

Juan's legs were weak, and he was helped to a stool by the boy next to him.

He was still sweating profusely, and his heart was pounding.

He was a sophomore and had certainly taken combat classes, but real combat was still a long way off for him.

Only in their junior year of college is it possible to go on missions with the Action Department.

This was the first time Juan had ever had a gun pointed at him like this.

But there shouldn't have been such a strong reaction.

The boy asked in confusion, "Juan, how come you're so easily scared?"

Juan's face was grim.

Only he himself knew that Ying Zijing might have really wanted to kill him just now.

That chilling murderous intent made him feel cold all over.

"Group Two gets ten points," Qin Lingyu said. "The next project is related to the weapons you just assembled. We will provide replica guns for you to demonstrate simple shooting. Now we will draw lots."

After scrolling a few times, the large screen stopped at two names.

Adele Milton.

Ying Zijin.

“Since our Ying Shen has already competed, this time it’s Wen’s turn.” Qin Lingyu raised an eyebrow after receiving a notification from the production team backstage. “Please get ready, our staff will bring up the tools.”

“I have a question,” Adele raised her hand, “Can I just admit defeat?”

Qin Lingyu nodded: "According to the rules, it's possible."

Adele's eyes lit up: "Then I admit defeat. I'm not as good as Alan. Sister Qin, please give Group Two an extra point!"

Wen Tinglan frowned: "Adele, this is not good. Let's have a competition instead."

How could he let a girl admit defeat and give points to the second group?

"So what? It's just how they show they like you." Adele rested her chin on one hand and slammed her other hand on the table menacingly. "I don't care what you care about."

Wen Tinglan's throat tightened, and she instinctively turned her head: "Sister, I'm not me—"

Ying Zijing toyed with the assembled gun in her hand, her voice calm and unhurried: "It's okay, I didn't see you blushing, really."

Wen Tinglan: "..."

He knew who his sister had been influenced by.

One who is near ink gets stained black.

[Damn, this girl is so cute! I want to take her home and give her a good rub.]

[Ying Shen, hurry, hurry, get engaged! Your brother's wife is no longer a worry.]

Wow, even the younger brother has someone to pair up with, what about you, Ying Shen? Keep it up, don't lose to your brother!

The students, of course, couldn't see these comments in the live stream.

But Adele's actions made Juan's face turn completely dark.

He gritted his teeth, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Although Adele's shooting skills are somewhat weaker than Wen Tinglan's, how can you shoot so directly?

He really couldn't see what was so good about this kid.

In the next event, Juan's group only scored one point.

This time, Wen Tinglan conceded defeat before anyone else after facing Adele again.

In the second group, Li Han and the other two didn't really lift a finger, just watching the siblings completely crush them.

The final score was 10:140.

A huge difference.

"That concludes today's academic competition." Qin Lingyu said to the camera, "The production team will take these geniuses to some scenic spots in the capital to film their daily lives. During the commercial breaks, you can leave or not come back."

**

The filming lasted four hours, from 8:00 to 12:00.

After lunch, Juan returned to the hotel, his face still looking grim.

He had already consulted a fortune teller before leaving Norton University.

The horoscope indicates that his trip to China will go smoothly without any setbacks.

What happened today?

Juan turned on his computer with a cold expression and answered the phone.

The voice on the other end was the family secretary: "Young Master Juan, the location has been chosen for you."

Juan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the icon sent to him on the computer: "Is there anything special about this place?"

A lake on a solitary mountain is indeed a good place to disappear.

But Juan didn't find anything particularly special.

“Your elders have already divined that this mountain is located north of the capital of China,” the secretary smiled. “A wild beast actually lives there. As you know, many animals that are supposedly extinct in the world may still exist.”

Juan nodded.

The Earth is vast, and at least in the deepest parts of the ocean, humans are currently unable to fully explore them.

“If we can’t use someone else to do the dirty work, the family has also hired several hunters from the NOK forum.” The secretary sent over another list. “These hunters will assist you, young master, in keeping Wen Tinglan in China.”

Juan stared at the list in thought, then suddenly a question popped into his head: "Isn't it said that there are ancient martial arts practitioners in China? Can these hunters defeat them?"

I've heard that the ancient martial arts world is located in the capital. Isn't this a deliberate invasion of their territory?

“Young Master Juan, rest assured,” the secretary said. “Ancient martial arts practitioners are all within the ancient martial arts world. They are bound by rules and cannot simply come out.”

"Besides, does Wen Tinglan seem to know anyone from ancient martial arts backgrounds?"

If they were from the ancient martial arts world, they would never send their descendants to Norton University; they have their own schools.

Juan was relieved.

“Young Master Juan, you are Herschel’s hope and his legacy,” the secretary said at the end. “Your future wife should also have the surname Milton. Miss Adele can only marry you. Best of luck.”

These Indigenous families at Norton University place great importance on lineage and bloodline.

Alchemists and diviners share certain similarities with ancient martial artists.

They are all related to genetic inheritance.

Therefore, in order to ensure the nobility of their bloodline, these families all had to intermarry within their own families.

The Milton name is indeed now only used by Adele. If she had sisters, the Herschel family wouldn't be so fixated on her alone.

Wen Tinglan knew nothing about astrology and alchemy, so he was really no match for Adele.

Even if they have descendants, their bloodline won't be particularly noble.

Talents in alchemy and divination may also disappear.

Juan understood this principle very well.

After noting down the location, he closed the laptop.

**

Ancient medical circles.

Ying Zijin took Wen Tinglan to the garden of the Tea Sage.

Once she got to know him, the old lady stopped pretending.

But Ying Zijin would still help her remove the weeds.

The little medicine boy was there too, running over with bright eyes: "Big sister!"

Ying Zijin handed him a bottle of iced cola and a bag of potato chips.

The young medicine boy shed tears of emotion as he ate the medicine.

He even considered leaving the field of traditional medicine because he simply couldn't get his hands on these delicious foods.

When his older brother visited him before, he said it was junk food and he shouldn't eat it.

Big sister is still the best.

The old lady noticed the boy next to the girl: "Ah Ying, who is this?"

“My younger brother.” Ying Zijin nodded. “Xiao Lan, call her Grandma Tea.”

Wen Tinglan nodded in greeting and took out the prepared gift: "Hello, Grandma Tea."

The old lady recognized the box immediately; it was Apple's latest smartphone. Her eyes lit up: "Young man, you understand me. I'm so glad."

Without saying a word, she gave Wen Tinglan a basket of white fruit.

Wen Tinglan had never been exposed to medicinal herbs before, so he looked at Ying Zijing.

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: "It can save your life in a critical moment, and it tastes pretty good anyway."

After thinking for a moment, Wen Tinglan decided to give half of it to Adele.

After all, they had shared a revolutionary friendship after blowing up a laboratory together.

"Ah Ying, my medicinal herb field is almost ready for harvest." The old lady pondered for a moment. "When the time comes, just come and get whatever herbs you need."

Ying Zijing did not nod, but said, "I will treat your illness, and I will get the medicinal herbs."

For a fortune teller like her, cause and effect are extremely important.

You can't take things from others for no reason.

Upon hearing this, the old lady fell silent.

After a long pause, she sighed, "Alright, let's wait until after the New Year."

Ying Zijing stayed with the old lady for a while, then went to the Danmeng to deliver medicine to Hall Master Li.

Wen Tinglan was neither a member of the Pill Alliance nor an ancient physician; he waited outside.

The boy's long legs were bent slightly as he leaned against the wall, tapping his phone with one hand.

[Adele]: [Spinning around]

[Adele]: Does my sister like me? When can I meet our dad? I love China so much, I want to settle down here after I graduate!

Wen Tinglan: "..."

How did it become "us"?

On the other side.

Lin Qingjia followed Liu Tangzhu inside.

Master Liu said respectfully, "Miss Qingjia is over here. Please take a look for me."

Lin Qingjia nodded: "Okay."

She turned her head casually and saw the boy not far away.

It was a face that could be described as very beautiful, with delicate features, yet still charming.

Most importantly, the boy's face resembled hers by about 60%.

Lin Qingjia stopped in her tracks.

Who said I didn't show my face? I clearly did for ten seconds in the opening video! OwO

(End of this chapter)