Chapter 684 Rescuing Suwen, Identity Exposed [1st Update]
"..."
The noise in the laboratory was completely silenced.
Not only the senior students who were summoned by Tianyan, but also the other junior students who were standing aside watching the show were stunned.
Ying Zijin had only been at the research institute for less than two days.
However, she was extremely beautiful, and even though she wasn't from this primary laboratory, many students from other laboratories came to see her because of her.
In their memory, the girl had always been quiet and low-key.
How dare they say such a thing to senior students?
Does she even know the difference between the words "advanced" and "basic"?
Unless a junior student has some powerful backing, they can only be slaughtered at will.
That's why Tianyan is so arrogant.
Especially the senior students of the two academies.
The Institute of Biological Genetics relies on gene modification and transplantation, while the Institute of Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering relies on new types of thermal weapons.
Their overall strength is also stronger, so generally no one will provoke them.
Binglan panicked even more: "Aying, it's nothing, the experimental table can be automatically restored. There's a repair device, just press it."
Laboratories are always prone to explosions.
Therefore, the research institute specifically invented this repair technology.
Even if the entire experimental platform is blown up, pressing the repair button will restore it within ten minutes at the latest.
This technology has also greatly accelerated the experimental process.
Ying Zijing glanced down at the broken half of the aircraft, her eyes expressionless, and uttered the same three words: "Clean it up."
"Impressive, impressive! Young and fearless." The male trainee clapped his hands, his smile widening. "You're quite good-looking; it would be a waste to send you directly to genetic experiments."
"Why don't we play with it first, and then send it to the lab when we're tired of it? That way, we won't waste such a good thing."
In their view, women are the weak.
They can be bullied at will.
"Don't keep such a cold expression, come on, smile." The male student smiled and walked forward, simply reaching out to shake the girl's shoulder.
He was nonchalant and didn't care at all.
Binglan's heart leaped into her throat: "Aying!"
"Bang!"
A deafening roar nearly shattered eardrums.
The girl simply raised her hand slightly, and with a swift over-the-shoulder throw, the male student was immediately thrown to the ground.
The momentary paralysis left him no time to react.
"!"
The other senior students who were preparing to follow were all frozen in place, their eyes somewhat dazed.
"Snap!"
Another crisp sound.
This time it was the sound of bones breaking.
At the same time, the male trainee let out a heart-wrenching scream, and blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"ah--!!!"
The girl stepped on his chest, breaking three or four of his ribs.
Ying Zijing lowered her eyelashes and said in a cold voice, "I said, it's packed up."
She quite likes places where fists are used to settle disputes.
That's so convenient.
The laboratory was completely silent.
Ying Zijing put her foot down, raised her eyes, and stepped forward.
Several senior trainees instinctively took a step back; this time, they were the ones who were terrified.
"I'm warning you, don't even think about fighting us." A senior cadet said, his tone threatening but his voice betraying his fear. "You're just a junior cadet. If you dare to lay a hand on us, your whole family—"
The words were cut off by several "bangs".
This time, six people were lying on the ground.
Some of the junior trainees had already fled in terror, leaving only a few scattered individuals in the laboratory.
Ying Zijing said calmly, "I've packed it up."
These three simple words nearly drove these advanced students to a nervous breakdown.
They beat them up like this just so they could be used as cleaners?!
But when he met the girl's cold and indifferent phoenix eyes, he was already half scared.
Apart from the first seriously injured male student, the senior students endured the physical pain and got up, hurriedly picking up the experimental equipment they had destroyed.
Ying Zijing sat in the chair, watching the male students, whose faces were bruised and swollen, tidy up the lab table for her and Binglan.
Ten minutes later, the lab table was restored to its original state.
Several senior trainees turned around nervously: "We've finished packing up."
Ying Zijing turned her head: "You want me to send you away?"
Several senior cadets lifted the male cadet up and fled in panic: "Go! Go now!"
They didn't just run into an easy target; they kicked a hornet's nest.
"Ah Ying, you're amazing!" Binglan exclaimed excitedly after her initial surprise. "Where did you learn all those moves?"
Those are all senior students from the School of Biological Genetics.
Although not all advanced students have undergone genetic modification, their combat prowess is still far superior to that of junior students.
But Ying Zijing easily took down several grown men.
Ying Zijing paused for a moment, then said calmly, "In the past, if you wanted to survive, you had to learn to fight."
Only your own hands can protect you.
Binglan was stunned.
Although she was an ordinary citizen, her family was well-off and her parents were still alive.
Even if you're not destined for great wealth and status, you'll at least be financially secure.
"Ah Ying, do you not have money for food?" Binglan thought for a moment, "I'll give you my meal card, you can use it as you like."
Ying Zijing raised an eyebrow: "And what about you?"
"I'll just eat steamed buns," Binglan said dejectedly. "You've never had anything good to eat."
"No need." Ying Zijing coughed and chuckled. "I still have money. I'm not as poor as you think."
She glanced at the messages in the W website's trading section.
The notification said that the pair of shoes she made had been auctioned off for five million.
Making money seems easier in the world's cities.
"Ah Ying!" Binglan seemed to remember something and became anxious again. "You beat them up like that, the Biological Gene Academy will definitely not let you off the hook."
"We junior trainees haven't even taken the assessment yet, and we don't have any academy protecting us."
Therefore, junior students have the lowest status.
This group of beginner trainees are all waiting for their assessment next week on July 24th.
"It's alright." Ying Zijing casually took out a few parts. "Let them come."
Binglan then remembered that Ying Zijing had an A-level account on W.net, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Seeing the girl staring blankly at the repair button again, I asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
“I’m thinking—” Ying Zijin said thoughtfully, “This technology would be perfect for my brother and his comrades who blew up the lab together.”
Ice Blue: "???"
**
The commotion in the primary laboratory naturally did not escape the notice of others.
But no second group of people came to cause trouble all afternoon, clearly shocked by Ying Zijin's methods.
After finishing making the parts, Ying Zijing returned to her dormitory and made a video call.
“Ah Ying.”
A cool, clear female voice came through, and a stunningly beautiful face appeared on the screen.
Long platinum blonde hair and ice-blue eyes.
Ying Zijing raised an eyebrow: "Is this what you look like when you grow up?"
The Lengel family is known for its beautiful women.
It was definitely not just empty talk.
"Um, I'm sorry." Sinai rubbed her head. "I used to be a bit cold, so please don't mind if I said anything wrong."
"It's nothing," Ying Zijing yawned. "Me too."
“I went back to the family, and the Third Madam was frightened by me,” Sinai said. “I have already arranged a time, and I can take you to the medical room to treat my sister-in-law tomorrow morning.”
“Hmm.” Ying Zijin nodded slightly. “I will go in as Mr. Yu’s assistant. I will be disguised.”
The reason why the Third Madam couldn't refuse this time was because Yu Xuesheng had already treated Suwen once.
They were the ones who went to invite them the first time.
This time, Yu Xuesheng was invited by Xinai, and even if the Third Madam was dissatisfied, she could only shut her mouth.
“Ah Ying, with my authority, I can directly apply for you to be a senior student,” Sinai said again. “No, with your abilities, you can be directly promoted to S-level researcher.”
"You'll easily attract the attention of the Sage's Academy," Ying Zijing said calmly. "You'll be in trouble."
Sinai understood: "See you tomorrow. I tried the medicine you gave me, and it lasts for 24 hours."
After her health returned to normal, she was able to move around much more easily.
“Okay,” Ying Zijin agreed. “Once I get in touch with my friend, you should be able to fully recover very quickly.”
Sinai: "...Actually, I don't want to follow an old man. I'd rather follow you."
Ying Zijing thought for a moment: "Apart from his silver-white hair, his face is still very young."
Sinai pretended to believe her: "...Oh."
**
On the other side.
School of Mechanical and Aeronautical Engineering.
"Dean Norman," the secretary knocked on the door, "here are the student files you requested."
The old man pushed up his glasses: "Give it to me."
The secretary placed the computer on the table.
Dean Norman opened it and took a look.
Name: Ying Zijin
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Level: Beginner
Dean Norman's gaze shifted downwards and landed on the family information section.
The timeline was accurate to the year, month, and day, but the only thing he paid attention to was the four words "both parents deceased" that were written at the very beginning.
Dean Norman sighed.
He's overthinking it.
In this world, there is a certain probability that people who look exactly alike will appear.
They look alike; that's perfectly normal.
He also encountered people even more cryptic than Ying Zijin.
Moreover, it is a well-known fact that Suwen's child is already dead.
Dean Norman then scrolled down to the section for recommenders.
The referrer field is marked with an asterisk, indicating that it is encrypted.
Dean Norman frowned, entered his personal information, and then clicked to decrypt.
A photograph came into view.
Dean Norman's expression changed, and his hands almost trembled: "How could it be this girl!"
He couldn't contain his emotions at all; his hands trembled as he suddenly stood up, ready to go find Ying Zijing immediately.
“Dean Norman.” At this moment, the secretary rushed in again, panting. “Normally, there was no need to tell you about this, but you just accessed her information, so I think you must value her highly.”
Dean Norman looked up: "What happened?"
“Several senior students from the School of Biological Genetics are going to the junior lab to take some junior students to do gene experiments,” the secretary said quickly. “She’s one of them.”
Dean Norman gasped: "Do these advanced students have a death wish?"
The secretary was taken aback and stammered, "No, no, Dean, she's fine. She beat those senior students to a pulp."
"..."
Dean Norman was also taken aback: "Is there anything else?"
"The students' advisors are furious and want to arrest her," the secretary continued. "They've already gone to her dormitory to arrest her; they just left the research institute."
Dean Norman's expression turned cold: "I'll go take a look."
Using his new invention from the engineering institute, he quickly caught up with his mentor from the biological and genetic engineering institute.
“Dean Norman.” The mentor’s attitude was respectful, but he did not back down because of it. “This is a matter for our School of Biological Genetics. There are thousands of junior students. Losing one will not make a difference.”
"Do you know who brought her in?" Dean Norman said. "Do you know who's backing the person you're trying to get rid of?"
The instructor frowned: "Dean Norman, what are you talking about? Is there some powerful figure standing behind a junior student?"
This is a matter for their Institute of Biological Genetics, but the Academy of Engineering insists on getting involved, which is indeed a very troublesome matter.
Moreover, if Ying Zijing really had some powerful figure behind her, would they allow her to go to the basic laboratory?
Families with some background or influence will send their children to higher positions.
The mentor spoke again, somewhat impatiently: "Dean Norman, she beat up our students from the Institute of Genetics like that, you shouldn't be protecting her."
Dean Norman nodded.
Using his authority, he once again removed the asterisk from Ying Zijin's referrer's section.
Then he tossed the phone in front of his mentor and said casually, "Take a look for yourself."
The tutor was somewhat reluctant, but he accepted it nonetheless.
This is a photograph.
Judging from the background, it's been around for quite some time.
Many of the instruments and equipment inside are outdated.
The photo was taken at least ten years ago.
The tall, slender girl wore a cold white lab coat and stared indifferently at the camera.
Sinai Leunger.
Institute of Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering.
School of Physics.
Space Technology Institute.
Behind these courtyards, below, is another title.
SS-level researcher!
(End of this chapter)
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