Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill! Chapter 51: The 9th Research Institute

"Wu Bin, when did you get these bruises?"

Hu Ping could not hold back any longer and asked this question.

Wu Bin gave a slight smile.

"Probably when I was climbing the mountain. It’s not a big deal, no need to be nervous."

No need to be nervous?

The more Wu Bin said this, the more vigilant Hu Ping beca.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the train arrived at the station.

Traveling light, Wu Bin got off and started running!

The filming crew and dical team had also switched to a group of young, strong n so that they could keep up with Wu Bin’s intense slow-running and mountain climbing.

This was the last mountain Wu Bin was climbing.

Everyone saw the light of victory.

At the sa ti, the Magic City TV station had set up a separate live broadcast room, interviewing the previous batch of staff mbers who had been replaced, conducting interviews with them.

The first one to be interviewed was the assistant cinematographer.

He said:

"Before, we all thought Wu Bin was young, so everyone called him Little Wu, Little Bin."

"It was only after this hike that we all started calling him Brother Wu."

"It’s really from the bottom of my heart, admiration, he’s incredible at walking."

A female director said:

"There are three girls in our workgroup, besides Bingbing and , another girl followed for half the journey, and she was completely spent."

The host was sowhat surprised.

"Completely spent?"

"Yes, spent, she doesn’t want to walk anymore."

"How did you feel about it?"

The female director flashed a brilliant smile.

"I’m different, I went crazy."

Two male nurses wearing masks ca over and took the female director away for further treatnt.

Host: ...

A mont later, the host continued interviewing the photographer Chen Feng.

"Mr. Chen, I heard that you were following Wu Bin the entire ti, is there sothing you would like to say to the audience?"

The previously lively and cheerful Chen Feng had now beco silent and reserved.

He gestured with his hand and shook his head.

The host, unable to hold back, asked again, "Do you really have nothing you want to say to the audience?"

Chen Feng put his forefinger on his lips.

"Shush."

"Talk less, save energy."

Host: ???

Zhu Xu seed the most normal and emotionally stable of everyone.

And unlike Chen Feng, Zhu Xu was very talkative.

So the atmosphere was quite congenial when the host was interviewing him.

"Mr. Zhu, what would you like to say about the collapsing of the staff during this shooting?"

Zhu Xu pushed his glasses and analyzed seriously:

"It’s normal. The filming crew obviously can’t keep up, especially since everyone is getting older."

"In fact, by the end, everyone was in a state of collapse, and none of us wanted to keep going."

"But even so, we could only encourage one another and keep moving forward."

"Because our station head told us, we must shoot with love, and have a full heart of love for Wu Bin."

The host was very excited after hearing this.

Wasn’t this exactly the answer he wanted?

Only Zhu Xu’s response could truly reflect the professional ethics and spirit of the dia!

Thus, to further highlight this spirit, the host asked again:

"What if Wu Bin were your child, and he dragged you around the Five Great Mountains, what would you do?"

Zhu Xu smiled and said without hesitation, "I would kill him."

Host: …

As soon as this workgroup’s live interview aired, it instantly went viral online!

The audience in the livestream was laughing so hard they were bending over backwards.

No one had anticipated that Wu Bin’s special forces tour would completely overwhelm the follow-along staff.

At that mont, there was only a half-hour’s journey left to the top of Mount Tai.

Everyone felt that the hardship was finally coming to an end, that it was finally about to be over!

But just then, Wu Bin stopped, starting to retie his shoelaces.

Seeing this, everyone had a bad feeling.

He Bingbing quickly asked, "Wu Bin, there’s only a little way to go, can we take it slow?"

Wu Bin shook his head.

"No, there’s no ti left."

"We now have only 17 minutes and 22 seconds left until the mission ends."

"I must sprint."

The staff cursed inwardly.

Damn it, are you out of your mind!

He Bingbing, puzzled, asked, "Wu Bin, how did you know there were only 17 minutes left? Have you been timing it in your mind all along?"

Wu Bin explained, "It’s not timing it; there’s a countdown in my head."

With that statent from Wu Bin, the audience in the livestream went wild.

"Three-Body, it’s the Trisolarans!"

"Wang Miao, is that you, Professor Wang?"

"Modern physics is dead! All technology has been locked by sophons!"

The audience didn’t actually believe there was a countdown in Wu Bin’s head, but that didn’t stop them from enjoying the s.

Only Li Guotai, sitting in front of the computer and looking at the countdown he had set himself, was deep in thought.

When Wu Bin first ntioned he had a mission countdown, everyone thought he was joking, but Li Guotai had synchronized a countdown imdiately.

Now, seeing the 17 minutes left as Wu Bin had said, Li Guotai found that it exactly matched the countdown he had set!

Does that an there actually was a countdown in Wu Bin’s mind?

Li Guotai crossed his arms and rested his head on his hands.

If that was true, then everything made sense.

This kid definitely had a secret unknown to others!

Just then, the office door was pushed open.

A young man dressed in a black military uniform walked in and sat directly on the couch.

When Li Guotai saw the young man’s armband, his expression imdiately beca grave, and he grew tense.

"Has there been a conclusion to the discussions, and how is the top planning to deal with Wu Bin?"

The young man brushed off so dust from his pants and said indifferently:

"Considering Wu Bin has not caused any harmful effects on others, the top feels he shouldn’t be considered dangerous and hence won’t be contained but kept under surveillance for the ti being."

Li Guotai breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"However, given his special constitution, his personal dical data is upgraded to classified level, and his dical team will also be replaced with our people."

Li Guotai nodded.

"I comply with the top’s arrangents."

The man glanced at Wu Bin in the livestream and said with a smile:

"Just let him struggle, the Commander-in-Chief is also very curious to see how many diseases he can overco."

"Perhaps he will be the key to our breakthrough in dical science."

Placing a confidential file concerning Wu Bin on the table, the man stood up and left the office.

Li Guotai picked up the file, his expression complex.

On the file’s red paint, the words "The Ninth Research Institute" were emblazoned in large letters.

Wu Bin’s special constitution had finally attracted the attention of the higher-ups.