Chapter 111: Death Struggle
Principal Xue had been sitting on the sofa in the living room for a long time. The ashtray in front of him was full of cigarette butts, and the whole room was filled with smoke.
He had a bad feeling.
Principal Xue looked at the time. It was eleven o'clock at night. He decided to save himself.
That night, Principal Xue put on his coat and knocked on the doors of many colleagues under the pretext of researching a project. When he passed by an alley, he nodded.
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Sunday at Bremen House.
Taip was very annoyed. He had been waiting in this private room since last night, but the agreed time had long passed and no one showed up.
He was a little panicked, his body hollowed out by alcohol and sex was covered in cold sweat, and anxiety was evident in his dark circles under his eyes.
There has been no response from the killer sent out yesterday. I don’t know if the mission has been completed yet.
"drop……"
"drop……"
"drop……"
He contacted Principal Xue countless times through a special frequency band, but there was no response. What happened?
"Could something have happened?"
Taip paced around in panic, turning around like a headless fly.
If it weren't for Principal Xue, he wouldn't have dared to tamper with the space station even if he had ten times the courage. Who would have thought that the Imperial Zun incident would actually happen?!
Ten minutes later, Tayyip gritted his teeth and called his ex-wife Reina Abedin.
"You know what I should be doing at this time?" Lena was very unhappy.
"I'm in trouble," Tayyip said.
"What does your trouble have to do with me?" Reina sneered.
Taip was stunned for a moment. He always knew that he was a waste in the eyes of others, but today he felt it deeply. He was afraid that others still thought he was a fool.
Thinking of this, Taip's eyes turned cold, "You don't want me to repeat what I did for you before on the comms?"
"What you did is your business, it has nothing to do with me!"
"Snap", Lena hung up the phone decisively and kicked her high heels aside.
She edited a message and sent it to Tang Jianmo, "Don't worry, it's okay!"
Taip was completely panicked. He recalled everything he had handled.
It seems, it seems... there really was no one who ordered it. Even Reina only mentioned it indirectly during the meal.
No handle!
Damn politicians!
At that time, he thought that he was a smart person who could always figure out the meaning of the superiors and execute them without waiting for anyone to speak.
Haha... Now it seems that he is clearly a fool!
Just as he was wandering around like a headless fly.
"Bang……"
A gun stretched out from the gap in the side door and hit him right in the middle of his eyebrows.
"I'm late..."
Taip's blood was still flowing. The inspection team leader shook his head and watched the interstellar police going back and forth to retrieve Taip's relevant information, feeling a little regretful.
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At eight o'clock on Sunday morning, the winds of the Internet began to change, and with the help of government officials who came forward to clarify, no one anymore linked the matter of the Imperial Lord to the Blue Star people, which made Mo Mo and others breathe a sigh of relief.
The news of the club recruiting new members had already spread throughout the school. Although Lan Xing was still the same Lan Xing, everyone's eyes had begun to show their seriousness.
A man must humiliate himself before others humiliate him.
These students have proved through their actions that they are not a group that can be easily insulted.
Although the people from Blue Star are not numerous in this school, they are the most united group of people, and perhaps also the group with the strongest combat effectiveness.
After all, Yiliang and Zhao Yao are not easy to deal with.
In addition to their identity as Blue Star people, they also have other capital to gain a foothold on the Central Star.
Yun Mo immediately called a meeting of the club members and solemnly warned them, "Be careful recently."
Everyone nodded, and they all felt something in their hearts.
"Yunmo," Huo Chuan caught up with her from behind and handed her a black button-like metal object.
"What is this?" Yun Mo asked curiously.
"If you encounter danger, press it hard and it will provide a 30-second protection effect, which can probably withstand the strength of an ordinary gun." Huo Chuan looked a little awkward. He was probably the only one who knew the seriousness of this matter.
"Thank you," Yun Mo smiled, patted his shoulder and walked away.
Principal Xue's interrogation, Taip's investigation, Tang Jianmo's blame-shifting... This is a game played by politicians and adults. Yunmo has achieved his phased goals, and now he just needs to be a quiet bait.
It was a sunny Monday morning and Yunmo was in a good mood. She walked towards the teaching building with her books.
She came quite early. The biological clock of a cultivator is not much different from that of an elderly person. They go to bed early and get up early, not like a young person at all.
A boy came towards her and looked at her unnaturally, "Commander Yun, are you going to the classroom?"
Yun Mo smiled and nodded, "Yeah, together?"
"Okay, okay," the boy said, feeling a bit guilty and a bit flattered. "Well, the day before yesterday..."
"It's okay, I understand," Yun Mo interrupted him.
Everyone has their own choices. There is no need to make others feel guilty all the time, because if this emotion is suppressed for too long, it will easily deteriorate. It is better for everyone to let go.
The boy smiled innocently, and although there was still a hint of awkwardness, his tone became cheerful as he introduced the layout of the classroom to her.
"Have you chosen your courses?" the boy asked.
"Do I still need to choose courses?" Yun Mo didn't pay attention to this matter.
The boy was surprised, "You didn't choose?"
Then he relaxed again. "But there aren't many good first-year courses to choose from. Most are required. There are a few electives, but they only earn a few credits. They're not as good as the points you can earn from completing club missions."
Speaking of the club, he couldn't help but steal another glance at Yun Mo, and found that there was nothing unusual on her face. She was still the same girl with a smile on her face in the sun, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"We're here," the boy pointed to the classroom, "Today is the big class."
Yunmo raised her eyes and saw classroom 301, the classroom where she was originally assigned to Class E.
Haha... fate!
Today is a mecha theory class. Since it is the first professional class after the start of the semester, all the students are present and the classroom is full.
Yun Mo listened with great interest. Mecha is a word that he often heard in the interstellar space, representing the most powerful level of combat power.
I had already had a rough understanding of it during the previous assessment, and now hearing the professor's explanation, I felt like I had been enlightened.
This was a discipline similar to mechanical engineering, but with other supporting disciplines, it was far more advanced than mechanical engineering. Just this tip of the iceberg was enough to fascinate her.
However, from those certain curves, electromagnetic theory, metal composition, energy flow and other theories, she finally understood why her money-eating beast was so difficult to raise.
The research of mecha is not as simple as just spending money.
(End of this chapter)
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