Chapter 3
"You can even see this wrongly! Can't you tell the difference between red hair and black hair?!"
Ace ran over with an angry look on his face and questioned Haiweier.
At this moment, Ango's muscles tensed, her fists clenched unconsciously, and countless conjectures flashed through her mind - who was he? Did he really see through her identity? Or was he testing her?
The face-changing mask could alter her features, but not her figure or silhouette. So Ango had already cut her long red hair to shoulder length and dyed it black, looking quite different from before. She now appeared more obedient and quiet. She also made corresponding adjustments to her clothing, going from mature and capable to a more youthful and casual look.
As far as she could remember, she had never seen someone like Hai Weil before... at least he was not familiar with her, so why did he recognize her?
Haiweier slapped Ace on the back. He didn't use any light force, and Ace immediately coughed in pain: "Cough...what are you doing!"
"Who gave you the guts to yell at me?" Heiweier looked angry. He glanced at Ango again and said disdainfully, "Just like Sangria, you are just lowly people who haven't awakened Beyonder abilities. There's not much difference... The biggest use of you is that you can be exchanged for a bounty, but it's a pity that you don't have one."
Ango narrowed his eyes, staring at Heiweier's brown headscarf and the messy fringe of hair dangling all over his body. He still smelled strongly of alcohol, and it seemed that he had a hangover and came to work half-conscious. He just couldn't tell if he was really drunk or just pretending.
"It seems that Mr. Haiweier is very proud of his ability." Ango pretended to be ignorant and blinked his eyes. "People with extraordinary abilities are indeed extraordinary."
Hai Weier seemed to have heard something funny, and he laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha, you're so funny, saying such nonsense."
He put one hand on his waist and exerted a little force. The muscles on his arm immediately swelled and protruded, thicker than the thighs of an ordinary adult man. He casually stretched out his hand and grabbed Ango's collar by the back of her neck. Ango felt her legs suddenly suspended in the air, and the collar strangled her neck, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"This is the power of a person with special abilities. Ordinary people like you may never experience it in your lifetime." Haiweier threw Ango to the corner of the office building with contempt, as if throwing away a piece of garbage.
Ango was thrown to the ground.
She had calmed down a bit by then. She looked at Heiweier coldly, remembering what Ace had said—that Heiweier was irritable and prone to provocation and fighting, and that she had told Ango not to provoke him. Now, this man was probably just being drunk and enjoying provoking and bullying ordinary people. He posed no threat to her, so she just had to behave normally.
Ango adjusted his collar slightly, not wanting to argue any further. He stood up and left, but then he heard Heywell's heavy footsteps mixed with a few curses: "What bad luck, working with such scum. No wonder this school is getting worse and worse..."
As he walked away with big strides, his voice became smaller and smaller. Ango evaluated Hai Weil's ability in her mind. Based on her experience, this teacher's extraordinary ability should be at Level B, which is a strength-enhancing type. It is the most common ability and can be used to bully ordinary people.
But she had better not cause any trouble and attract attention, otherwise she would like to play a good trick on him. She knew that in this small town, she had to be more cautious to maintain her secret life.
Ace took two quick steps and followed Ango into the teaching building, glancing at her sideways. "Hey, I'm not concerned about you. It's just that he's ruthless and often hurts people. He also looks down on people without abilities. Let me remind you, it's best to stay away from him!"
"Got it." Ango took out her key and opened the door to the infirmary. Her eyes were dim in the dim corridor light. "Is he the shooting teacher? The one who always gets his students hurt?"
"Yes." Ace said helplessly.
Ango poured Ace a glass of water and couldn't help but remind him, "This kind of training method is not good. Excessive use of extraordinary abilities will damage one's mental state."
Ango is an expert in the development of extraordinary abilities. She can not only develop the extraordinary abilities of ordinary people, but is also very good at training people with special abilities. She is very clear about the consequences of continuing like this, and it may not be good for these students.
"He doesn't care about that! 'Ordinary people are trash! You're just a little better than trash!' That's his catchphrase." Ace's imitator, Hywel, spoke with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.
"However, our scores on the potential test were indeed not high, otherwise we wouldn't be studying in a small town."
Every student with extraordinary abilities must undergo a potential test to assess the strengths he or she may develop.
Potential levels range from one to six stars, and the more stars earned, the greater the likelihood of developing advanced abilities. Those with three stars or higher are prioritized for prestigious schools in larger cities. Most of those from nearby areas go to Morino City, which is controlled by the Interhead Corporation, and are likely to become cogs in the group's future. Those remaining in smaller towns are generally three stars or lower, so Heiweier has always looked down on these students.
The ability development that Ango was researching could significantly enhance their potential, giving these students the opportunity to change their fate. However, due to her sensitive status, she didn't want to mess with this mess for the time being.
Ango calmly sipped his coffee. "It's hard to say who's trash."
Ever since he hooked up with Ango, Dulang had found a perfect outlet for conversation, pouring out his thoughts to her without pause. Ango barely responded, but she always found something to talk about herself.
"Come to think of it, I thought I had misheard... I thought you were hiding inside the group, trying to get revenge, but I didn't expect you to escape..."
Dulang's voice was very harsh. Ango's finger hovered on the hang-up button, struggling in his heart.
"Have you ever thought about what you'll do after leaving the group?" Du Lang asked with a hint of excitement. "I plan to find a piece of land in the countryside to farm after this period of hiding, or find a small city and work some ordinary job."
"Me?" Ango was slightly stunned. She had been thinking these days that it would be nice if she could be a small doctor here for the rest of her life, away from all the power struggles.
Since being funded by the group, Ango has rarely had contact with the outside world and spends all day in school and the laboratory. She has hardly thought that she will leave her laboratory one day.
It was not until Duran sent her a recorded email that she heard the group's boss say casually, "Of course Sangria doesn't know that the shipwreck was caused by us."
These words stirred up a storm in her heart. Her parents hadn't died in an accident, but rather as a result of a conspiracy.
She should have tried every possible way to seek revenge, but the group was too powerful. A genius like her was just a pawn in the hands of those greedy tycoons. In addition, she did not want her research to be stained with the blood of innocent people, so she had to escape.
But what would happen after escaping? She hadn't given much thought to her future life yet; she decided to avoid capture first.
"But you wouldn't do that, would you?" Du Lang continued. "After all, your research project is so valuable..."
"Are you finished?" Ango was upset and finally couldn't help interrupting Dulang's chatter. "Don't contact me if it's okay."
"I understand, I understand. I'm just reminding you that the company has also issued a bounty on the black market. Even your old friend Qiqi and Xi Sen, the two top assassins, have been sent out. You are truly important. It's just a pity that they've also put a bounty on me. Tell me, how could I be worthy of their efforts..."
Ango glimpsed the students limping over to the playground. Class had already ended, and they were starting to walk over. "Got it. Thanks for the reminder."
She hung up the phone, but the turmoil in her heart could not calm down for a long time.
"Why are you looking for the school doctor? If I say everything is fine, then it's fine."
Before anyone came in, Ango heard Hewel's rough and slightly drunken voice.
Immediately afterwards, Ace and several students rushed in carrying an unconscious teenager. "Doctor An! Hurry and save him! He suddenly passed out!"
Ango frowned and stood up quickly: "What happened?"
"Nothing. I guess this kid's physical fitness is too poor. He just needs more practice." He Weir sat down on the sofa nonchalantly, lying in a puddle, holding a thermos cup in his hand. "Or maybe he's fine at all and is just pretending to avoid training."
Ango couldn't bear to listen any longer. He ignored the drunk man in front of him and turned to Ace, "You tell me."
"Just now when we were training, Mr. Haiweier punched him, and then he became like this!"
Just one punch? Ango frowned suspiciously.
Given that people with extraordinary abilities have physical strength, resistance to blows, and physical recovery abilities far surpassing those of ordinary people, could Hai Weir, with only his B-level strength, knock someone out with just one punch, rendering him unconscious? Ango's heart sank, feeling that things weren't that simple.
Ango checked the unconscious man's vital signs and asked, "His name?"
"Lin Yaoxin."
"What is ability?"
"Flame manipulation."
Several young students, about sixteen or seventeen years old, vied with each other to answer questions, while everyone stood by anxiously.
When Ango heard this, she was stunned and looked at the young man on the examination bed in disbelief - could it be what she thought?
Before he could confirm further, Ango smelled the odor of cheap alcohol coming from the sofa at the door. He saw Haiweier unscrew the lid of the thermos and gulp down the drink - his thermos was filled with strong liquor, which was really... lawless.
Ango couldn't stand it any longer. He flung open the door to the infirmary and said coldly, "If you want to drink, go outside and drink."
"Burp..." Heiweier burped and lay motionless on the sofa. He glanced at Ango with drunken eyes and raised his voice, "You...challenge me?"
Ango also raised his voice: "Teacher Haiweier, you seem very conceited... But if you ask me, you probably overestimate your own strength."
Her tone was calm, but it made Ace and several other students gasp for air, shrink their necks, and look at the muddy Hewel in horror.
"Hahahaha." Haiweier burst into thunderous laughter, "Little girl, watch your words."
After saying that, he stood up shakily and quickly stretched out his palm, trying to lock Ango's neck, but Ango sat down and used the pulleys of the office chair to dodge sideways and came to the examination bed again.
It all looked like Haiweier was drunk and Ango happened to escape.
"How about this." Hei Weier leaned against the cabinet and took another big gulp. "Tomorrow afternoon, let's have a competition. You decide what the competition is. Whoever loses will...hiccup, leave this school."
Ango only had eyes for the patient on the bed. He didn't care about Hai Weil's words at all and responded directly: "Okay, I'll do the shooting that you're better at. But now, please leave."
After Haiweier left, the students became anxious.
"No, teacher! Don't be angry! Our school finally has a school doctor. If you leave, there will be no one to come." A girl said anxiously, "Besides, Lin Yaoxin is still unconscious. What should we do?"
Ango rubbed his temples and asked, "Do you have the phone number of his family?"
Several students immediately looked at Ace.
"He only has one older brother left at home, but he's been working away from home for a long time. I just called him and told him I could come pick him up later."
Ango nodded, his eyes falling on the faces of several worried students: "I roughly know what his situation is. You can go back first."
"Go back?" Ace called out.
"You can't help much and you're just in the way here. Don't worry, I can handle it." Ango's tone softened a little as he consoled.
After all, they were still children, and they knew they could not help, so they finally left the health room reluctantly. But before Ace left, he looked back every few steps, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Finally, he warned through the crack in the door: "Lin Yaoxin is my best friend, you... must help him!"
Ango suddenly thought that Lin Yaoxin only had an older brother at home, and Ace only had an older sister. The two had similar family backgrounds and they usually got along well. No wonder Ace was so worried now.
She raised her eyebrows slightly: "I know."
Ango breathed a sigh of relief after everyone left. She took out a watch-shaped sampler and an analyzer as thin as an envelope from her bag and stood in front of Lin Yaoxin.
"Come on." Ango muttered to himself, "Artificial ability user."
Flame manipulation was the result of her doctoral research, and it was also one of the earliest man-made Beyonder abilities in the world. Although immature, its early appearance made it the most imitated by black market and underground research institutes. Lin Yaoxin's current performance was indeed a side effect of her early research. If the experimental subject wasn't regularly maintained with medication, she would fall into a coma.
Haiweier's punch was just a coincidence. Ango knew that the real problem was far more complicated than it seemed.
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