Chapter 245: 167. Yuan Dongzhi’s Co-optation_2

After taking a shower, Lin Zichen lay on the bed browsing the news.

The hot topics were mostly related to Exotic Beasts, while a small portion were about exotic plants.

All these incidents occurred in Shanhai City.

Which made the local citizens anxious.

Among these news articles, Lin Zichen saw many familiar figures.

There was the genius from Jing University, Li Yijin, who was also Li Moyu’s brother.

And the mechanical prodigy girl from Mechanism God Group.

Also, the strongest in the history of Shanhai High School, now a young instructor at Evolution College of Shanhai University—Wu Tiancheng.

And so on and so forth…

These top-tier prodigies had recently all gathered in Shanhai City to assist the local public security headquarters in clearing out Exotic Beasts and plants.

The former could obtain the evolutionary resources they wanted by killing the Exotic Beasts and plants, while the latter could restore peace to Shanhai City as quickly as possible with the help of the former, a win-win situation.

Lin Zichen scrolled through the news for a while before deliberately searching for videos of these prodigies killing Exotic Beasts to watch.

He focused on the combat videos of Wu Tiancheng, the prodigy from Jing University, and the mechanical genius girl.

After watching, he realized that these three showed very ordinary prowess in the videos.

With the enhancement of the Third-stage Body Refinement Completion of the Blood Tempering Technique, as well as Survival of the Fittest, Social Animal, and various other Biometric Attributes, Lin Zichen was confident he could easily crush these three top-tier prodigies.

Moreover, it would be a direct, three-on-one crush.

As an Ordinary Ninth Rank, he felt he could overpower three established high-level powerhouses.

“Once I achieve the Five-time Tempering Great Accomplishment of the Blood Tempering Technique and successfully evolve to high-level Biological Rank, I’m afraid I could even fight against the mid-level high rankers…”

Lin Zichen thought silently to himself.

At that moment, Shen Qinghan’s voice came from outside the door.

“Xiao Chen, I’m coming in.”

No sooner had she finished speaking than the dormitory door opened.

Shen Qinghan, dressed in a loose nightgown, stepped lightly inside, closing the door behind her.

She slipped off her sandals and sat beside the bed, saying softly, “Xiao Chen, your master said he will come over to see you later; he has something he wants to talk to you about.”

Lin Zichen, “He wants to see me?”

“Yes, see you, he said he wants to talk to you about the Blood Tempering Technique.”

“Talk about the Blood Tempering Technique?”

Lin Zichen was a bit puzzled.

They had just talked about the Blood Tempering Technique earlier that day, why discuss it again?

Was this going to be an in-depth interrogation?

It seemed a bit too much…

Dissatisfaction began to grow in Lin Zichen’s mind.

“Xiao Chen, the disposable shower gel I just used was the one Chu Xin gave me, the floral-scented one that costs 299 yuan a pack she mentioned last time.”

Shen Qinghan stretched her hand under Lin Zichen’s nose and said with a smile, “It smells so good, take a whiff and see if you find it fragrant.”

Lin Zichen took a sniff and nodded, “Indeed, it’s fragrant, and very soothing to smell.”

Shen Qinghan, “Do you want to taste it?”

“A taste wouldn’t be enough, such a fragrant hand deserves a hundred tastes.”

Lin Zichen said with a laugh.

Then he playfully lowered his head and began to kiss the back of Shen Qinghan’s hand.

It was meant to be playful, but as he kept on kissing, the feeling grew.

Starting from the hand, he slowly moved on to the finely delicate collarbone, further down to the snow-white smooth neck, and finally the warm, tempting lips.

Meanwhile, his hands began to wander restlessly over Shen Qinghan’s body, turning her into a puddle of softness lying helplessly in his arms, overwhelmed by kisses and caresses, her peach-blossom eyes filled with a dazed charm, looking extraordinarily enticing.

“Little pushover, already can’t handle it?”

Lin Zichen released Shen Qinghan’s lips and teased her with a chuckle.

Shen Qinghan, her face flushed from breathing heavily, with her lips parted slightly, felt dizzy and was too weak to respond to Lin Zichen’s provocation.

It took her a while to recover before she pursed her pink, shiny lips, saying defiantly, “Who says I can’t handle it, later don’t you beg for mercy.”

After saying that, she wrapped her arms around Lin Zichen’s neck and leaned in for his lips, to prove she wasn’t a pushover.

However, things did not go as she wished.

Shen Qinghan not only failed to prove she wasn’t a pushover, but she also earned an additional prefix, becoming “bed-wetting little pushover.”

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Before long, Yuan Dongzhi arrived.

She personally came to Lin Zichen’s dorm to further discuss the Blood Tempering Technique with him.

As soon as she entered the dormitory, she saw the soaked bed and quilt and curiously asked, “Why is your bed wet?”

“Accidentally knocked over a glass of water,”

Lin Zichen lied without blinking an eye.

Shen Qinghan, standing to the side, wore an uncomfortable expression on her face and instinctively tightened her legs together.

Yuan Dongzhi noticed the unusual look on her face and thought of something.

But on second thought, she felt that wasn’t right.

Because although the bed was wet, it didn’t have any strange odor.

There was only a faint refreshing fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and happy when they smelled it.

It must have been tea that was spilled… Yuan Dongzhi thought to herself.

Having thought this, she looked at Lin Zichen, her voice uncharacteristically warm, “Zi Chen, the main reason I came to see you tonight is to talk to you about the Blood Tempering Technique, which is to say, the matters of the Pureblood Human Path.”

“Although we talked about it during the day, because there were others present at the time, there were many questions I didn’t find it convenient to ask you.”

“I could only wait until this time of night to come and have a more in-depth conversation with you.”

Having said this, Yuan Dongzhi didn’t beat around the bush and directly asked, “Zi Chen, your actual strength is the completion of the Blood Tempering Technique after one round of refinement, with a Biological Level as high as the Ordinary Ninth Rank, right?”

“Right.”

Lin Zichen did not deny it.

The completion of the Blood Tempering Technique after one round of refinement, with a Biological Level as high as the Ordinary Ninth Rank, was indeed what he had deliberately pretended to be for Yuan Dongzhi to see.

Yuan Dongzhi then asked, “Does Liu Chuanwu know about your progress with the Blood Tempering Technique?”

Lin Zichen answered, “He does.”

Yuan Dongzhi nodded slightly and fell silent, deep in thought.

A moment later, she spoke again, her voice filled with emotion, “Before today, I was full of prejudice against the Pureblood Human Path.”

“But now, I really think there’s a bright future for the Pureblood Human Path, and it may break through people’s understanding in the future and lead humanity to a new height.”

“And among them, the forerunners, the trailblazers, are most likely you.”

“Mmm, Qinghan also has a chance.”

“Both of your physiques are too special, so unbelievable that they seem unreal, as if they were made up out of thin air.”

As she spoke, a look of puzzlement appeared on Yuan Dongzhi’s face, and she candidly said to the two of them, “In the days after the Newcomers’ Competition ended, I did some investigation on both of your parents.”

“Logically, the parents who could give birth to geniuses like you should also be one-in-a-million talents.”

“But in fact, both of your parents are ordinary people.”

“And they are ordinary to the point where they have no chance of becoming Mechanically Modified Humans or Genetic Integrators.”

“These days, I’ve been suspecting that both of you might be genetic mutants.”

“But on second thought, that seemed unlikely.”

“A genetic mutation happening to one person is normal, but having two such mutants, and these two living next door and being childhood sweethearts, the probability is almost zero.”

“I suspect…” Yuan Dongzhi hesitated for a moment before deciding to change the subject, “Never mind, let’s not talk about this.”

She wanted to say that Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan were most likely not born to their current parents, that they had different origins.

But after thinking about it, such words were too offensive, so she held back.

Seeing her stop mid-sentence, Shen Qinghan couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, “Master, what do you suspect?”

“Nothing.”

Yuan Dongzhi brushed it off with a casual reply.

Afterward, looking at Lin Zichen, she said with unusual kindness in her voice, “Zi Chen, you are Qinghan’s fiancé, and I am Qinghan’s mentor; from this relationship, we are almost like a family. If you need my help with anything in the future, feel free to come to me.”

On hearing these words, Lin Zichen felt a little flattered.

But then he thought about it and felt it was quite reasonable.

When Yuan Dongzhi first saw Shen Qinghan’s test result of 21% Genetic Fusion compatibility, she didn’t hesitate to take Shen Qinghan as a disciple, indicating she had a passion for talent.

Or rather, she liked to invest.

So now, upon realizing her disciple’s fiancé was also so talented, it was quite normal for her to want to strengthen their relationship.

“Come, let’s add each other on WeChat.”

Yuan Dongzhi took out her phone, opened the scan function, and proactively asked to add Lin Zichen as a WeChat friend.

Actually, she had considered taking him as her disciple, but remembering that Lin Zichen was from Liu Chuanwu’s side, she resisted the unethical act of stealing her ex-husband’s disciple.

Although she was divorced from Liu Chuanwu ideologically, they had not separated physically.

She didn’t want to cause a fallout with Liu Chuanwu over the issue of stealing a disciple, which would be counterproductive.

Besides, her relationship with Lin Zichen was already strong enough, with her little disciple Shen Qinghan acting as a link; there was no need to push it further.

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PS: Around 3 a.m., one more chapter to go.