Chapter 121: Only My Way Chapter 121: Make Her Faint

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Neither Chen Yi nor Liu Xinyu paid any attention to Lin Yuan.

Both were lost in their own thoughts, expressions grave.

Liu Xinyu's channel made Chen Yi somewhat tempted.

Think about it carefully — the Chen Family is, after all, an upright aristocratic clan; their overt operational capacity is strong, but their dark-side power is weak.

He did not believe there truly exist two separate worlds, one dark and one light, but the gray zone beyond a single world — the Chen Family's ability to reach into it is limited.

Chen Yi decided swiftly and boldly: "If it's just having Zhu Guangliang step forward, fine. But I want a detailed dossier on an Inspector — hmm, there's still a bit over an hour before class ends; get it to me before then, and it must be detailed. I believe you have it. Otherwise the deal is off."

Under 90 minutes is basically impossible to fabricate a comprehensive fake identity document; otherwise it wouldn't withstand scrutiny. Even partial forgery should contain some genuine content.

Chen Yi wanted to use this to learn some information about that organization and that Inspector, to avoid being counter-trapped.

Liu Xinyu hesitated slightly, then agreed.

Taking advantage of the students' unbroken laughter, she left through the classroom's back door.

Although Professor Qiu saw it, he could do nothing about it.

Could he prop up a Reporting Bird and go intercept her?

He could only cough once, clap his hands, and shout: "Attention, class continues."

At this moment Chen Yi turned his head to the right and said with a smile: "Didn't expect class to be this interesting."

"Then come more often." Lin Yuan said resentfully; she had just been laughing until she was out of breath.

Chen Yi smiled, turned his head, and looked forward.

Lin Yuan stared at him, her lips moved but she said nothing. In her eyes, Chen Yi was clearly a restless student — the kind who in middle school always attracted endless trouble. Yet in university, such kids are instead the most popular; just listen to the discussions in the female dormitory every night. All merits and flaws can be concealed beneath a handsome exterior; some bold girls even openly link the Chen Family and Chen Yi, discussing how wealthy Chen Group is and how much money Chen Yi will inherit in the future...

For units of billions or tens of billions, Lin Yuan had little concept. She had done work-study for two months and only got a thousand-odd yuan.

Facing a boy like Chen Yi, she had no favorable impression and no ill will, but subconsciously she kept her distance.

"Perhaps this is what they call the treatment of a rich family's son." Lin Yuan thought of the counselor's hurried movements just now, and held back from asking Chen Yi.

Chen Yi was still drawing circles on his scratch paper.

His hand dotted over the mass of dark heads, revealing the pleased look of a shepherd preparing to slaughter sheep for the New Year.

Cai Huaqing?

This is an utterly unpretentious second-rate fool; though a bit brain-damaged, he's still consistent inside and out — not worth wasting one-tenth of a bottle of Curse Ink.

"Ren Yuan it is."

Chen Yi selected a new target for his prank.

If Cai Huaqing knew he was passed over because of this, who knows — he might rush up and fight to the death.

Chen Yi gently opened the Curse Ink cap and gently dipped his brush.

The Curse Energy contained in the ink is not evenly distributed in the material ink, but allocated according to each use; therefore, even if some is wasted outside, it can still be used for a full 10 curses — to achieve this goal, Mages have improved it for over a thousand years.

Chen Yi happily prepared to decide on the prank method.

Back in middle school, although there were no good things like magic, the students led by him still managed to run rampant on campus with various high-tech and folk methods.

Pranking is a hobby, a way to express and vent joy. Ren Yuan's methods of doing things under ambition's guidance, whether hateful or not hateful behavior, deserve a prank's edification.

The small circle worth hundreds of Gold Coins was round, thick, and black; among a pile of small black circles, like a little brother among a group of black people, it couldn't be distinguished at all.

Chen Yi fantasized about possessing a Wizard's power and cursed: "Let Ren Yuan start farting — loud, stinking farts."

As soon as he finished speaking, a "pop pop pop pop" sound like firecrackers came from the lower right.

That wasn't a child being spanked; it was the gas first forced out after Ren Yuan's intestines took a beating.

Then came "bang bang" "puff puff" rhythmic vibrating farts. Those were super-strong gases existing in a relatively spacious intestinal cavity.

Ren Yuan's face was redder than red underwear in one's zodiac year. The crowd around him — even the most steadfast dead parties — could not resist the stench from the living corpse, and fled covering their noses.

The farting paused slightly.

Chen Yi couldn't help but frown and think: 1 kilogram of force, only able to knead out this little gas?

Suddenly, Ren Yuan stood up and ran outside.

His face seemed even redder.

Ren Yuan was using his strong sphincter to stubbornly resist the Curse Power.

1 kilogram of force, rubbing down along the intestines from top to bottom, was still quite oppressive.

Ren Yuan could resist for a moment, but could not possibly maintain resistance forever.

Even more, he felt some stranger, more ominous wriggling. Frozen in place, Ren the student disregarded everything else, flipped over and ran.

The lecture hall door opened, Ren Yuan burst out with a "bang" — a muffled thunderclap that shook the whole building.

Ren Yuan froze.

The classmates also froze.

Chen Yi held his breath, face red, not wanting to be the first to laugh out loud.

"Pop pop"

"Bang bang"

Ren Yuan, having completely given up, covered his face and left, trailing a string of farts.

Cai Huaqing was the first to burst into loud laughter. To see the famous aristocratic scion of the whole grade reduced to such a state — truly made him happy beyond measure.

Chen Yi finally laughed out loud as well.

"What now?" Liu Xinyu came to his side again, hand covering her nose, and said, "It reeks."

"Turbid Qi." Chen Yi's smile held vigilance.

He was absolutely certain that whether it was strength or agility, Liu Xinyu was not stronger than him, but time and again she silently slipped up beside him — what principle was this? It not only left him unable to figure it out, but a chill kept rising within him.

Absolutely not magic.

Absolutely not Pocket Qi.

Could it be that pure physical technique could achieve such a degree?

Liu Xinyu narrowed her eyes, placing a folder and a pair of large breasts on the tabletop, and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Chen Yi gave a bitter smile and shook his head, flipping open the file.

The Inspector was named "Song Yuan"; judging from the photo, he looked like a sixty- or seventy-year-old, honest and simple peasant old man. But a string of glorious or inglorious credentials showed he had not the slightest connection to the yellow earth — a young man of Hong Kong origin, who had taken part in rampant smuggling and stolen-goods operations, wandered through Singapore and Indonesia for over a decade, then went to work at a highly socialist collective farm in Israel, thereby transforming his ideology, from which point he joined the Organization, and subsequently, relying on fluency in four languages, roamed across Asian nations providing support, finally becoming an Inspector of the "Human Development Research Society" five years ago, entering the core.

And at the back of the file, a series of specific incident descriptions were mostly covered up with black ink; Chen Yi decisively asked directly, "How many years of history does your Organization have?"

"Over 300 years." Liu Xinyu rarely revealed a devout expression, and said, "Human development brooks no delay. The milk we drink now comes from high-yield dairy cows the British cultivated over 200 years; the pork we eat was bred by humanity over thousands of years; the corn and potatoes we consume were also selected and bred generation after generation. If humanity does not keep pace with the times, it will ultimately be eliminated by the times. Even dinosaurs went extinct; what qualification does humanity have to lie complacently on its roster of merits?"

Her tone was impassioned, yet Chen Yi was not affected in the slightest, and said indifferently, "Our agreement stands; I will call Zhu Guangliang."

"You must urge Zhu Guangliang, and you cannot mention me." Liu Xinyu put forward a new demand.

"Mm."

"If possible, ask him to inform us of the operation time."

Chen Yi immediately became displeased, and said, "I knew it. I knew you'd push for an inch and take a mile."

He rudely snapped the file shut and said, "Agreement cancelled. Scram."

Liu Xinyu's gaze sharpened as she said, "Chen Yi! You're overreacting."

"No, it's your step-by-step demands that are about to come that force me to react this way." Chen Yi showed not a shred of student timidity, and said, "You have me urge Zhu Guangliang, a small request; then you want me to report the operation time, another small request; what next? You'll have me inquire into this Song Yuan's movements, yet another small request; then you'll ask me to participate in Zhu Guangliang's arrest operation, still a small request; and after that? Mobilize the Police or some other force? Who knows, you might next demand I take you in to see Song Yuan, or even get him out and hand him over to you?"

Chen Yi glared at her and said, "When exactly is it overreacting? Step one? Step two? Step three? Take your ** placed on the table, and scram."

The rudely spoken words, growing louder and louder, not only startled Liu Xinyu, but also let Lin Yuan behind them hear part of it.

She only heard the latter half, and truly couldn't help but say, "Chen Yi, how can you speak to Teacher Liu like that?"

"Lin Yuan, it's fine." Liu Xinyu spoke up first.

Chen Yi smiled, pursed his lips, tilted his head back, and said, "Teacher Liu, no need to see me out."

"Since that's the case, I'll have to pass your information up layer by layer. When the time comes, the Inspector might be more concerned about you."

"Then you won't live to see it either."

"Bench press 170 kg, 5 consecutive reps; vertical jump 1.1 meters; 50-meter sprint within 5 seconds; IQ above 165; neural reaction time between 0.11 and 0.13 seconds..." Liu Xinyu recited like she knew her own family treasures, "Look at your body — 1.8 meters tall, weight under 90 kg? But your strength is comparable to a 130 kg offensive lineman in the NFL, you jump higher than NBA guards, speed matches Golden League track athletes, IQ puts you in the top 2% of Mensa, neural reaction is MLB standard. I guess you've undergone certain training, but... do you think that's normal? What do you think the Human Development Research Society would think seeing this data?"

Chen Yi curled his lip, and killing intent involuntarily rose in his eyes.

Liu Xinyu, fearless and composed, said, "You help me, I help you. If the Organization sends a newcomer to replace me, you'll definitely be caught and made a lab rat."

"I grew up watching Doraemon." Chen Yi dipped his pen in ink and said, "Since Doraemon can play baseball on the vacant lot, no one will get dissected."

Liu Xinyu was blocked by this sophistry and left speechless; she stood up and said, "Suit yourself, I can find someone else to do it just the same."

Chen Yi gently finished drawing a circle, and in a voice no one could hear, said, "Make Liu Xinyu faint."

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