My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 315 - 197: Gu Family Dinner, Lin Zhengquan on the Br

Su Zimai nudged Gu Wenyu’s shoulder with his elbow, "Saying stuff like that, are you even human?"

"Let’s eat." Gu Qiye pulled up a chair by the dining table and sat down, interrupting the two to prevent them from starting an argunt.

He left a spot for Gu Zhuo Case, who might return at any mont.

Soon, the sound of a key opening the front door was heard; Gu Zhuo Case was back. He changed into indoor shoes, entered the living room, glanced at the three people at the dining table, then walked into the kitchen to take a pair of chopsticks and a porcelain bowl from the sterilizer.

The house quieted down, and the cicadas chirping outside on the old tree sounded more pleasant, with only Gu Zhuo Case’s footsteps remaining.

A mont later, Gu Zhuo Case sat down at the table, placed his hands on his thighs, and remained silent for a while, as if pondering how to address the current awkwardness. Then he spoke:

"It seems there’s a new Mutant in Li Jing these past two days... making quite a stir."

Gu Wenyu was about to open his mouth and find a topic, but after hearing his father’s words, he and the nearby Gu Qiye fell silent.

He thought to himself, Dad, you always know how to pick the wrong topic, that’s not how you start a conversation.

However, he also understood that Gu Zhuo Case wanted to hear Gu Qiye’s opinion on Mu Long, still worried about his eldest son who was this "electric rat."

Su Zimai knew nothing of this, so he turned to Gu Zhuo Case and asked with curiosity, "Who?"

"Called Mu sothing, I saw it in the news today, forgot the na." Gu Zhuo Case raised his hand to scratch his cheek, performing a clumsy act.

"Mu Long," Gu Qiye said coolly.

"Wow... sis, you really don’t care about the news at all. This is important, he’s a ’Quasi-Catastrophe Level’ Mutant, very rare worldwide, having him in Li Jing is a blessing for us."

Gu Wenyu rambled on, taking out his phone to search for "Mu Long."

"Do I have ti?" Su Zimai shrugged, "Studying is already keeping busy."

"Studying how to properly wear diapers?"

Gu Wenyu thought, playing a news conference video on his phone, placing it between him and Su Zimai.

"Perfect, let’s have sis evaluate the style. It’s my favorite part." He said.

Hearing the conversation, Su Zimai beca curious about this Mu Long, biting his chopsticks and glancing at the phone’s video.

On the screen was a young man wearing a dark blue dieval knight helt and gray cloak, shaking hands with Blue Arc under reporters’ caras, Blue Arc putting his hand on the man’s shoulder.

"Doesn’t Blue Arc’s style look better?" Gu Qiye smirked and asked casually.

Su Zimai thought for a mont: "I feel... Blue Arc and this Mu Long are about the sa?"

"Really?" Gu Qiye murmured softly.

After a pause, Su Zimai whispered, "These two styles are hideously ugly, even Black Cocoon looks better,"

Gu Qiye’s smile slowly froze, feeling deeply offended: "Not... not as good as Black Cocoon?"

Gu Wenyu raised his eyebrows, secretly clenched his fist under the table, thinking, well, seems like Black Cocoon has already swept his sister’s favor, you have your day, Blue Arc Mr.

"What are you smirking at?" Su Zimai suddenly turned, staring at the side of Gu Wenyu’s face.

Gu Wenyu’s face tightened, becoming like a ditative monk, "Nothing... sis, I just think, saying Blue Arc and Mu Long are about the sa is fine but saying Blue Arc isn’t as good as Black Cocoon might be insulting a national hero, could cause uproar online."

Hearing this, Gu Qiye’s face turned pale again but with a smile, thinking although his sister doesn’t recognize him, at least he has a good brother, um... Brother definitely understands Blue Arc and Black Cocoon aren’t even comparable, right?

After a pause, Gu Wenyu continued: "Okay, actually, I also think this Blue Arc isn’t as good as Black Cocoon. Black Cocoon represents true goodness and aesthetic, he just gave fans free gifts at Li Jing Square."

Gu Qiye was silent for a mont, her mood sinking again, face turning sharp as a rollercoaster.

At this mont, Gu Zhuo Case suddenly spoke.

"I think... if disregarding the identity, the Ghost Bell’s attire and style..." Gu Zhuo Case said stutteringly, "has quite a macho vibe."

The dinner table fell into silence. They all looked at him disdainfully, thinking we were discussing a confused riddle guy and two Mutants, how did you jump directly to the criminal category?

After a while, Gu Zhuo Case lowered his head silently, feeling a bit ashad.

After dinner, Gu Wenyu didn’t bother to shower again, directly went upstairs to his room, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.

At this point, he suddenly recalled a statent his father said today: "His na is Lin Yilong, he has a brother nad Lin Zhengquan."

Mu Long’s real na was Lin Yilong.

And his brother, "Lin Zhengquan," belonged to the Exorcist Association as a Tier Three Exorcist, a mber of Ke Qirui’s Ghost Train Corps, with a shaved head, usually wearing a vest and trousers, his Celestial Driver being a cybernetic body.

"It’s a small world... Do these brothers even know each other’s identity?"

"If using Lin Zhengquan and Su Zimai’s relationship, telling him actually Blue Arc is Su Zimai’s brother while your brother Lin Yilong wants to take on Blue Arc, will Lin Zhengquan try to persuade his brother to stop or turn against Su Zimai?"

At this thought, Gu Wenyu took out an alternate phone from under his pillow and ssaged Ke Qirui.

[Black Cocoon: By the way, how’s Mr. Lin Zhengquan lately?]

[Black Cocoon: Heard soone say today that he seems to have a rather extraordinary brother, just piqued my interest, so want to ask you.]

[Ke Qirui: I happened to want to talk to you about this.]

[Black Cocoon: What happened?]

[Ke Qirui: Lin Zhengquan had an encounter with an attack today. When I went to find him tonight, I discovered he nearly died in his apartnt building, currently the Exorcist Association is searching for the culprit.]

Gu Wenyu was slightly stunned.

After so ti, he resud typing on the screen.

[Black Cocoon: Nearly died? He’s a Tier Three Exorcist.]

Gu Wenyu rembered well, Lin Zhengquan on the grassland had equipped cybernetic limbs and endured quite a while against Filio who had undergone Demonization, how could he possibly be nearly killed randomly?

[Ke Qirui: I suspect it was the Salvation Society, because... just this morning, Lin Zhengquan proposed moving the Red Light’s corpse to the Exorcist Association.]

Gu Wenyu bowed his head, contemplating for a long while before typing again.

[Black Cocoon: I roughly understand the situation, anything you need my help with?]

[Ke Qirui: No, still investigating, will talk after things clear up.]

After a long silence, Ke Qirui sent a ssage.

[Ke Qirui: You just said he has a brother, what do you an? He hasn’t ntioned this to us.]

[Black Cocoon: His brother is... never mind, unnecessary to discuss now, will talk next ti.]

Gu Wenyu spaced out for a while: "So, Mu Long’s brother is also highly likely to die," he thought, "I previously thought Salvation Society might act but didn’t expect them to act so decisively."

Objectively speaking, if he hadn’t intervened that day, the Ghost Train Corps might already have been crushed by Mario’s dinosaur.

Though he saved the Train Corps mbers, their death might be inevitable.

Because these four had been targeted by the Salvation Society.

Currently, it’s still unclear who attacked Lin Zhengquan, but this is highly likely an intimidation move by the Salvation Society. The goal was warning the four mbers of the Ghost Train Corps not to continue interfering.

A sudden thought entered Gu Wenyu’s mind: "Then how about diverting Mu Long’s hatred after this? Guide him to seek revenge on the Salvation Society first instead of my brother, maybe they could even cooperate temporarily."

He shook his head, withdrawing his chaotic thoughts: "Not likely... Even if Mu Long is temporarily distracted due to Lin Zhengquan, it’s too late now to stop him, he’ll definitely find a chance soon to act against my brother."

At this thought, Gu Wenyu set an alarm, deciding regardless to find a ti tomorrow to talk to Mu Long.

He suddenly felt tired, slowly closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep in the dim room.