农村极度乱人伦的小说1一3续

Research on the content of the Blood Tempering Technique opening chapter.

Lin Zichen looked over from a few meters away, glancing at the stack of photocopied Blood Tempering Technique Scriptures in front of Song Yuyan. He saw that they were filled with all kinds of strange and unusual characters, not in modern text, completely incomprehensible to him.

Unable to understand, he didn’t look for long and quickly found a spot to sit down, scrolling through his own research materials.

Reading ten lines in a single glance.

By the time it was 10:30 in the morning, he had already gotten through almost a third of it.

He learned that Tianren Pavilion’s research mainly focused on the nature of the flesh body and how Qi-Blood affects it.

“Strange, it’s already 10:30. Why haven’t those three guys come to the research institute yet?”

Song Yuyan put down her photocopies and muttered with a hint of confusion.

Normally, those three senior martial arts students from Tianren Pavilion would arrive at the research institute precisely at 10 a.m. to join in on the research.

But now it was already past that time by half an hour, and there wasn’t a sign of them.

Worried something might have happened to them, Song Yuyan immediately took out her mobile phone to check on their situation on WeChat.

But as soon as she opened WeChat, she saw that one of the three had sent her a message half an hour ago.

Saying they had left Tianren Pavilion and wouldn’t be coming to the research institute anymore.

Song Yuyan was stunned and asked for the reason.

The person was reluctant to say at first, but Song Yuyan persisted with her questions, and in the end, they had no choice but to confess. They said the dean of Evolution College had offered them benefits they couldn’t refuse, convincing them to join Evolution College.

Song Yuyan frowned but couldn’t really fault the three of them.

After all, they had been in good relations for several years.

She could only say that everyone had their own aspirations and wish them well.

After ending the chat, Song Yuyan turned to Lin Zichen and said, “Zi Chen, those three senior students in the institute told me on WeChat that they have left Tianren Pavilion and won’t be coming anymore.”

“They were all poached by the dean of Evolution College with high benefits, probably in retaliation for our dean bringing you over from Evolution College.”

“From now on, in the research institute, it will just be you, me, and the dean left.”

After saying that, Song Yuyan added, “But it doesn’t really matter. Those three were not quite top-tier in their talents; their departure won’t greatly affect the research on the Pureblood Human Path. With them gone, our resources will even increase.”

“Indeed.”

Lin Zichen nodded, feeling no disturbance in his heart.

He knew Song Yuyan said this because she was worried that seeing others leaving might stir similar thoughts in him.

Thinking about it, he voiced his confusion, “Those three had been committed to the Pureblood Human Path all the way till their senior year. Logically, their belief should have been solid. How could they be poached?”

Song Yuyan gave a wry smile, “As long as the offer is large enough, there’s no one who can’t be poached. Those steadfast in the Pure Blood Human side, like me, are always in the minority.”

“Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so few people in the research institute.”

“Plus, the convictions of those three had been wavering for a while.”

“After all, they were already seniors, yet the future of the Pureblood Human Path remained unclear, and they no longer had time to wait,” Song Yuyan said with self-mockery, “If they continued waiting, they would end up just like me, indistinguishable from the masses.”

The two chatted for a while.

Seeing that it was almost 11 a.m., Lin Zichen said he needed to head back to the dorm to cook, which meant he had to go to the residential area to buy groceries.

Before leaving, he asked Song Yuyan if there were any more copies of the Blood Tempering Technique and materials to learn the language within it.

Song Yuyan said she had some and quickly found them for him.

He took the photocopies of the Blood Tempering Technique and the related language learning materials, along with the research findings and directions on Pure Blood Humans, and soon left the research institute.

Then, he went straight to the residential area, bought meat and vegetables for two, and headed back to the dorm to start cooking.

Close to noon, Shen Qinghan came back.

The two dined together in the living room.

“Xiao Chen, you’ve barely cooked a few times, yet your culinary skills are as good as mine. Your all-rounded talent is truly infuriating,” Shen Qinghan said, her face full of envy as she tasted Lin Zichen’s cooking.

Lin Zichen had a sip of soup and chuckled, “I also envy your mysterious superpower that allows your Genetic Fusion compatibility to directly reach 21%. That number is probably unmatched historically and forever after.”

“How could that be?” Shen Qinghan shook her head, not agreeing, “The world is so vast, there must be someone better out there, a higher sky beyond the sky we know, and people beyond people.”

Lin Zichen nodded in agreement, “That’s true.”

After discussing this, their conversation shifted to Shen Qinghan’s classmates.

Shen Qinghan was in the genius class.

The classmates were primarily top scholars from various regions: valedictorians, salutatorians, and the like, with an astonishingly high average level.

After graduation, these individuals would certainly become the pillars of human society, valuable social resources for Shen Qinghan in her college life.

“By the way, Xiao Chen, I saw a Genetic Integrator in my class today,”

“A girl, very pretty, with a pair of fluffy beast ears on her head, which commanded a lot of attention.”

“I heard she’s the daughter of Evolution College’s dean, who had been studying in Capital City until she finished her college exams and then came back to Shanhai City for the Genetic Fusion surgery. She succeeded in her first Genetic Fusion and is now the only new student Genetic Integrator in the whole school.”

Shen Qinghan leisurely spoke as she ate the fruits after the meal.

Lin Zichen: “That is indeed impressive.”

“Impressive, but not comparable to you,” Shen Qinghan said as she picked up a grape, held it to Lin Zichen’s mouth for him to eat, and continued, “Not only her, no one in the entire genius class can compare to you.”