Yi Jiamu had never paid attention to this type of thing before. After listening to Sang Beiâs incessant chatter about it, he only understood a little bit. Then his roommate went crazy. âMumu, you donât know but the Shen Ze CP is really too good! What type of fairy love is AA love? In particular, the abstinent gong president is matched with the evil shou Senior Gu. Woo woo woo, I have nothing to say. In short, it is super charming!â
Yi Jiamu read the names of the posts such as âbathroom playâ, âbe a member to understandâ and âCentury Boyâs Clubâ and was silent for a moment before nodding. âIt does... seem to be charming.â
Sang Bei was a fanatic of the CP and wasnât satisfied with Yi Jiamuâs cold expression. However, he was also afraid of waking up Gu Yesheng. He called up a collection of links and sent it to Yi Jiamuâs terminal. Then he whispered in encouragement, âIâve been following this recently. The writer is great and it isnât a loss to enter the pit! Do you also want to look at it?â
Yi Jiamu glanced at the title. It was called âWilling Prisonerâ and it was an ancient style novel.
Under Sang Beiâs expectant gaze, he had to nod. âOkay, Iâll take a look.â
In any case, the following class was a bit boring and he happened to be curious about this culture. He could use it to pass the time.
Sang Bei saw Yi Jiamu reading it seriously and felt a strong joy that his recommendation was recognized. He glanced quietly at the part of the face that was exposed by the sleeping man and clenched his fists with excitement. It was really God Ye! He actually saw this person!
During the class, the entire classroom was silent. Only the professorâs voice entered Yi Jiamuâs ears, like an old organ gently playing. This had a hypnotic effect on such a warm afternoon.
âWilling Prisonerâ was an ancient masterpiece that combined sadistic love, extortion, love that wasnât love and love that wanted to kill.
It was the first time Yi Jiamu had seen such a thing and he was subconsciously fascinated by the ups and downs of the plot. Finally, he found out that it was a serial. His eyes lingered on the words âincompleteâ and he silently added it to his favourites list.
Yi Jiamu turned around to ask Sang Bei if he had any other recommendations, only to find that Sang Bei had retired from the fan forum and was seriously reading the news. âWhat happened?â
Sang Bei leaned over and lowered his voice. âThis news just came out. There was another mechanical accident on the side of Galaxy 3!â
Yi Jiamu looked in the direction he pointed and saw the headline âEight Dead and 13 Wounded.â There was a special note next to it. Among the eight people who died, three with ability users with an A-grade certificate or above.
This was obviously a very serious accident.
âIsnât this the third time this month?â Sang Bei was very angry. âWhat is going on with the allied government? Didnât they say that they would conduct a more rigorous evaluation of all mechanical research and development? Yet this is happening one after another. It is clear that these mechanics have serious hidden dangers in the process of developing new products! I have a classmate who is in Galaxy 3. I heard that the entire mech went crazy. Here are a few photos of the scene. They said it was a qualified product but the result is that the program is chaotic!â
Yi Jiamu skimmed through several photos and frowned doubtfully. âWas this taken from the scene?â
âYes, someone took photos when the mech went wild.â Sang Bei asked, âWhy? Is there a problem?â
Yi Jiamu thought about it. âI donât know. I just feel that this photo of the mech seems a bit strange.â
âIt has gone wild! Why wouldnât it be strange?!â Sang Bei sighed and took back the terminal. âAs I said, the allied government is too tolerant of these mechanics. These people are shoutingâ technology is the best power of interstellar developmentâ all day long. As a result, the incidents they cause are bigger and bigger. If they keep bragging then the Abilities Association should arrange for someone to wipe their ass!â
Yi Jiamu knew that Sang Bei was always an ability boaster and there was no denying his obvious remarks.
Even so, due to the subtle influence of his family, he thought that ability users mightâve occupied the world for a long time but this didnât mean the rapid development of technology could be ignored. There were indeed many things in this world that couldnât be fully realized by power alone.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yi Jiamu remembered one time when his father and brother were talking. They said that the current allied government was actually lacking in balance. It was only when abilities and machinery could be in harmony that the world would achieve its most complete form.
He might not have understood it before but now that he saw Sang Beiâs attitude, he understood that the contradiction between ability users and mechanics was much more intense than he imagined. Therefore, it would take far more work from the two people closest to him to realize their lofty ideals.
Yi Jiamu had this thought and took out his communication to quietly send messages cheering them on. Replies were received at almost the same time.
[Yi Hang: Baby, are you lacking living expenses?]
[Yi Jiaqin: Are you being bullied?]
Yi Jiamu thought about it and finally felt it was too troublesome to explain. He simply added another sentence: [I sent it by mistake.]
[Yi Jiaqin: Okay, please contact me if you have any questions.]
[Yi Hang: Mumu, youâve changed.]
[Yi Hang: You donât love papa anymore!]
[Yi Hang: Mumu, you have no heart!]
â......â Seeing the messages that came one after another, Yi Jiamu was silent for a moment. Then he placed his communicator in his backpack with a blank expression. If he didnât see it then he was clean.
The bell rang to signal the end of class and the sleeping Gu Yesheng finally woke up.
He yawned sleepily and there was some confusion in his eyes when he saw the person next to him. âLittle friend, why are you here?â
â...You asked this question before class.â
âIs that so?â Gu Yesheng rubbed his hair and slowly remembered. âAh yes, it is true.â
Sang Bei peered out. âHello Senior.â
Gu Yesheng glanced at the hand Sang Bei had extended and raised an eyebrow with a smile. âAre you sure you want to shake my hand?â
Sang Bei remembered the personâs ability and instinctively shrank back. âI was presumptuous, presumptuous.â
Gu Yesheng grinned. He wanted to tease this person but then he glanced up and saw the familiar page on Yi Jiamuâs terminal. He was immediately curious. âLittle friend, why are you looking at a boring place like the campus forum?â
He was so close that Yi Jiamu could feel that breath against his neck. He inexplicably came up with several images not suitable for someone under the age of 18 that was just described in the novel he read. It was suddenly ambiguous.
He felt a slight heat on his face and his eyes evaded this person as he turned off the screen. âJust looking.â
Gu Yesheng, â?â
The childâs attitude seemed a bit fishy but he didnât ask too much. He just glanced casually at the time. âGo and have a meal together?â
âNo, Iâm not hungry yet.â
âHowever, Iâm hungry.â This was Gu Yeshengâs quirk. He liked to be accompanied when eating.
Before he knew Xu Yi and Lu Zexiu, he would often pull a random student on the road who shivered while accompanying him to eat. Now he was obviously more willing to stay with Yi Jiamu than those strangers.
He had been sleeping and hadnât even eaten lunch. He was really hungry.
Seeing Yi Jiamuâs expression that said âWhat does that have to do with me?â, Gu Yesheng thought about it and started to open up a price that suited the childâs preferences. âFive cups of milk tea.â
âEight cups.â
âSix cups.â
Yi Jiamu smiled. âDeal.â
For the first time, Gu Yesheng felt that his position was inferior to that of milk tea. His eyes cooled down a bit but when he saw such a sly expression, he suddenly felt half his temper disappearing. Finally, he couldnât help laughing.
Such a child was too obedient. Perhaps he would obediently follow if a bad guy gave him a cup of milk tea.
Sang Bei saw Gu Yesheng shaking with laughter and was almost suffocated by this flourishing beauty.
Ahhhhhhh, what was this beautiful alpha?!
Yi Jiamu packed his things. He was very dedicated to accompanying Gu Yesheng to eat.
Just then, a cold voice called out to him. âYi Jiamu, Sang Bei, this is the information for todayâs homework.â
Neither of them had been listening in class and they were stunned to hear there was still homework.
Wei Lanbing was wearing spotless white gloves and held a stack of documents. After distributing it to the students in the front row, he came over, passed by Gu Yesheng and handed them the materials. âPlease send them to my star mail address after finishing.â
Yi Jiamu and Sang Bei, â......â
Gu Yesheng had been starving for a long time. âOkay, collect your things and letâs go eat.â
Wei Lanbing had just retracted his hand as Gu Yusheng stood up. Without warning, his fingertips silently passed over the back of Gu Yushengâs hand.
Gu Yesheng didnât pay attention to such small things and pulled Yi Jiamu.
Although Sang Bei still wanted to look at Gu Yeshengâs face, he wasnât brave enough to follow. He looked up and was startled when he saw Wei Lanbingâs face. âClass leader? Are you okay?â
In just a moment, Wei Lanbingâs calm face was covered with a thin layer of sweat. His entire face had drained of blood and his empty eyes were scary.
He seemed to recover after hearing Sang Beiâs words. His fingers shook indistinctly and he supported himself using the table before the trembling became worse. âIâm fine.â
Wei Lanbing had a passive ability. Every time his hand touched a person, he could spy on their memories. Choosing to wear gloves every day was to avoid unnecessary trouble. Even so, when his ability sensitivity was at its peak, it was possible for him to capture some inadvertent fragments through the gloves.
Since awakening this ability, Wei Lanbing had seen too many colours for memories. For example, passionate red, exquisitely soft pink, elegant and calm blue... logically speaking, he should be quite accustomed to receiving this type of inadvertent information never been in such a state before.
It was just a momentary contact, like a dragonfly, but the overwhelming blood colour almost completely filled his mind. The thing that could be seen was endless darkness that almost wiped out everything.
Such negative energies were so powerful that he was almost swallowed up even though he was just the receiver.
The trembling fear was still spreading uncontrollably. Wei Lanbing looked at the door where no figures could be seen and slowly tightened his pale mouth. This man was very dangerous.
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Xiao Lan: This man is very dangerous.
Mumu: Oh, this person is really fragrant.