Li Aozi nodded his head.
This na—he indeed had never heard it before.
Baizhu Star originally didn’t have any famous main lines and plot tasks; Li Aozi had skimd through the guide in haste, so how could he rember it so clearly?
Unless he raised his [Intelligence] to 500 points and obtained a [Mind Imagery] specialty, only then could he extract and review all his mory data from birth completely. That might be possible.
But 500 points of [Intelligence]? Did he truly think the chanical World Society was loafing around?
With such high intelligence, without the corresponding ntal protection, Li Aozi guessed he wouldn’t last long before collapsing.
Having bid farewell to Modote and the others, Li Aozi quickly slipped away, leaving Sylia to watch his retreating figure, biting her lower lip in confusion as she turned to Modote:
"Minister—"
Smack!
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Modote crisply slapped Sylia across the face, scolding her:
"Didn’t you rember what I told you? Don’t ntion Implant Gear! Don’t ntion Implant Gear! Have you gone mad?"
Sylia was knocked to the ground, her faceguard splitting, chaotic elents eroding her face, bringing stings and burns. Her eyes, already slightly red, grew even redder, tears whirling in them incessantly.
"But—"
"But what?"
Sylia said with imnse grievance:
"But, Minister, that guy, no matter how you look at him, is suspicious. If he ca looking for Sister lo, then seeing this situation, any sensible person would stay far away, but he instead went inside and got trapped in our blockade area. That doesn’t make sense at all—"
"And then?"
Modote said coldly:
"And then you brought up that term?"
"Impla—"
"Stop talking!" Modote said with heartfelt pain: "Look at the other seniors! When you uttered that term, think about the serious damage it caused everyone!"
Sylia was startled, and then she looked at others—sure enough, every senior’s face looked unpleasant.
"Canyue and Growth-armored Vanguard, they represent the throes of our generation, an undissipating psychological shadow. Many students don’t know whether they are affected by Canyue’s genetics—you calling a newcor ’Implant Gear’ is essentially exposing everyone’s scars."
Modote sighed:
"I’m saying this for your own good... Don’t bring it up again. It’s good that it happened here with . Otherwise, if President Colina found out."
Sylia beca anxious:
"What would happen?"
"...President Colina is a veteran who returned to further her studies." Modote looked at Sylia with pity: "She killed 16 Night Butterfly n on the battlefield, a truly outstanding combat hero. But her comrades who returned with her died under the attacks of Canyue."
"Now, she won’t allow anyone to bring up that scar."
"You may choose to ignore my advice, but the consequences... you’ll have to bear them yourself."
Modote patted her shoulder, sighing.
Gurgle...
Sylia shakily stood up, head lowered, presumably from now on, fearing to say anything at all.
Modote turned around, looking towards the direction Li Aozi had left.
"Deducting 121 credits in a week, no matter how you think about it, seems too outrageous."
Modote rubbed his neck.
Was this kid’s head, a bit dim?
Modote pondered.
"And they say his brain isn’t even human?"
"Interesting kid."
Modote chuckled.
From the biological spectrum, that guy was indeed only of Gamma Rank, but... Gamma Rank has its own levels.
A few Gamma Rank mortals could also create problems that would trouble the Zeta Rank, such as manipulating public opinion, secretly poisoning, and framing.
Whether it was Leoz’s doing or not was no longer important. What mattered now was, is Leoz really a ’person’?
Introducing him to Wendy might be a good choice.
Just then, the detection box suddenly made noise, transmitting data to Modote’s side. He clicked to view it and his expression drastically changed.
"Primordial matter content exceeds 0.618%. This is a... Society Citizen!"
At that mont, both Leoz and the Implant Gear beca trivial.
Modote’s first reaction was to imdiately notify the Student Union and report to the Departnt of Education and the military that a Society Citizen had infiltrated the school.
But he quickly reconsidered and stopped his impulsive behavior.
"No, I can’t do this."
The appearance of a Society Citizen would cause panic across the entire civilization and needed to be covertly communicated to enforce a lockdown.
Now with the military suffering losses at the frontlines, there was no way they could afford to address a Society infiltration in the rear. They might even decide to take military control over the school and conduct purification operations, or perhaps simply not enter the school and perform precise orbital bombardnts instead.
The military often did this.
The Crystal Tower Civilization, with its extensive combat experience against Society, would straightforwardly employ such drastic asures at the first sign of Society infiltration, eliminating any threat in its infancy, and the mbers of civilization would readily accept this move—no one wanted to see their entire civilization fall.
But this was a school, after all! So many students were innocent.
"Cannot bother with Leoz now, I need to urgently convene the senior mbers of the Student Union for discussion."
He neatly packed away the detection sheet, even disregarding disaster relief, and hurried off.
The mbers of the Inspectorate didn’t know why Modote was in such a hurry, but they sowhat sensed that this school year might bring so slight changes.
......................
"Though the brain is quite useful, in the end, it still relies on ’Charm’!"
Li Aozi returned to his dorm smoothly. The school distributed radiation protection dicine to everyone in the evening, and Li Aozi pretended to take it.
After preparing a pool of hot water, Li Aozi removed the head part of his Implant Gear and comfortably lay down in it:
"Ahh—taking a bath after a fight is indeed delightful. Today was a good day, I obtained the Holy Son Core, discovered traces of the chanical World Society, and even got close to obtaining the Magic Potion; it was quite a fruitful day."
However, Li Aozi did not let his guard down.
Sylia from the Inspectorate, with her exceptionally sharp perception, suspected Li Aozi had a talent or specialty in Spiritual Energy, and managed to notice sothing off about him.
As for that man called Modote, he most likely saw through his Implant Gear.
The timing when he interrupted Sylia was too perfect... as if he specifically ca over to prevent the check of Implant Gear identity.
"It seems Baizhu Star’s hatred for Implant Gear has a long history... sothing I overlooked."
Though he spoke in such a manner, Li Aozi wasn’t concerned about the risk of his Implant Gear identity being exposed.
If this was a week ago when he had just started school, he might have been a bit nervous, but after a week of mory digging, he was already well-prepared.
Based on the intelligence he had dug up, what he needed to do next was to obtain a portion of Sequential Arcane Energy.
"Sequence 56·’Canyue’."
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