Chapter 874: 685 Face pain, return to Main House【2 updates】
The ntor only joined the institute five years ago, so the na Sinai was unfamiliar to him.
But the surna Leaangle, he definitely knew of.
One of the most prestigious surnas in the City of the World.
What shocked the ntor, however, was the “SS-level” rank.
The institute also ranks according to contributions, inventions, and IQ.
The stronger one is, the higher their rank.
And in the institute’s over six hundred years of history, there have been fewer than ten SS-level researchers.
The portraits of these researchers are all hung in the outermost corridor.
Simon Grand was one of them, and he was also the only one to voluntarily leave the City of the World.
In short, being rated SS-level is equivalent to the status of the institute’s dean.
Even the deans of the two major departnts fall short.
The ntor’s hand trembled.
This photo was taken ten years ago.
At that ti, Sinai Leaangle was already the highest-ranking researcher at the institute.
And most importantly, she was only 16 years old at the ti.
A true scientific genius of the Leaangle Family.
The current generation’s Bier Leaangle in the main house was simply not on the sa level as Sinai.
Not only that, she had to call Sinai her aunt.
But shortly after being promoted to SS-level researcher, Sinai disappeared.
The entire institute was frantically searching for her, especially Dean Norman.
He even personally visited the Leaangle family several tis but got no information.
The Leaangle family publicly claid that Fifth Miss Sinai had gone out for adventure, and they didn’t know where she was either.
Dean Norman did not believe it.
But he never found Sinai, only occasionally receiving new inventions from her.
She was his most prized student, and just disappeared like that.
Dean Norman looked at the ntor, his voice slow: “You tell , do you want to arrest her now and send her to your Genetics Laboratory?”
“No way!” Cold sweat appeared on the ntor’s forehead, he handed back the phone to Dean Norman and respectfully stepped back, “Miss Sinai sent soone in, how could we dare to touch her.”
If only
This is an SS-level researcher, how could they dare to contend with Sinai?
The ntor, drenched in cold sweat, returned, legs shaking.
He never expected an initial level trainee to have been vouched for by an SS-level researcher.
Dean Norman did not pay him any more attention, hurrying to the dormitory building.
**
In the dormitory, Ying Zijin was on a call with Xiu.
The door knocked at this mont.
She pressed the mute button and went to open the door.
“Ying, right? I am the Dean of the chanical and Aeronautics Institute, you can call Norman.” Dean Norman got straight to the point, “I know you were vouched for by Sinai, can you tell where she is now?”
Ying Zijin’s expression paused slightly.
Sinai had told her that the person who drugged her was never found.
She had pretended to disappear to protect those around her from harm.
Ying Zijin was eighty percent sure that the person who drugged Sinai also belonged to that Black Skull organization.
“Sorry.” In the end, Ying Zijin still did not tell the truth, “I have never t her; she always contacted online.”
The light in the old man’s eyes gradually dimd, and his hand lowered: “If…if you see her, you must tell her we are all waiting for her.”
Ying Zijin was silent for a mont: “I will.”
“I won’t disturb you anymore.” Dean Norman smiled, “Rest assured, the students from the Biogenetics Institute won’t trouble you again.”
He turned and left, his back looking notably older.
Ying Zijin watched the old man depart before closing the door and picking up the call again: “Continue.”
“Where was I? Oh, right.” Xiu recalled, complaining for once, “It’s really troubleso; I’m not a combat-type Sage.”
While inputting the information Xiu gave her into the computer and transmitting it to Fu Yunshen, Ying Zijin asked, “Combat-type?”
“Yes, you know my special ability, absolute concealnt, has nothing to do with combat.” Xiu said, “Of course, even though I’m not a combat-type Sage, I can still KO those super warriors modified by the Biogenetics Institute with one punch.”
Ying Zijin was familiar with the combat power of super warriors.
SS-level super warriors had combat power comparable to a three-hundred-year cultivation ancient martial artist, the maximum attainable through genetic modification.
To enter one of the Four Great Knight Orders, the minimum rating was B.
B-level super warriors were still not at the level of an ancient martial grandmaster.
Even though Xiu was not a combat-type Sage, he could easily kill a three-hundred-year cultivation ancient martial artist.
How strong must a combat-type Sage be, then?
Ying Zijin’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: “So who are the combat-type Sages?”
“Strength, just listen to his Sage title. It must an imnse strength, right? Chariot and The Tower too,” Xiu said. “Oh, and don’t forget the Devil. The Sage Demon’s combat abilities are undoubtedly the best.”
“If he makes a move, not even the combined powers of Strength and Chariot can stop him.”
Xiu continued explaining the abilities of the Sages, but after a while, there was still no response through the microphone. Feeling puzzled, he asked, “What are you thinking about?”
“You’re useless.”
“…”
Xiu was taken aback, “Sages each have their roles to play. Who’s a jack-of-all-trades? Let tell you, the Pope is even more useless than ; his special ability is Absolute Coercion.”
“Aside from scaring people, what’s it good for?”
Ying Zijin yawned, “If it’s Absolute Coercion and it can make people break down ntally in an instant, how is that useless?”
Xiu: “…Alright, I’m the most useless. I still have to go invisible and kick soone to make them break down.”
Ying Zijin didn’t want to waste ti with this dye-loving Sage, “Hanging up.”
She hung up the call and tidied up her golden and silver needles.
Madam Su Wen had been in slumber for almost twenty years. She wondered if the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles would work.
**
The next day.
A red sports car pulled up behind the dormitory building.
It was the sa model that Xiu had bought.
Yu Xuesheng lowered the window, smiling lightly, “Miss Ying.”
A woman was seated in the back, it was Sinai, who had recovered her body.
She opened the car door and waved, “Ah Ying, get in.”
Ying Zijin got into the car, giving Sinai a once-over, “Hardly recognize you.”
The difference from the six-year-old child was indeed significant.
“That’s why not many people in the Main House know I shrunk,” Sinai nodded slightly, frowning, “I saw the email Dean Norman sent . What’s going on? The Genetics Institute people giving you trouble?”
“Nothing major,” Ying Zijin was unconcerned, “I saw from the file that you studied physics, so why do you hate it?”
Sinai drowsily lifted her eyes, “Because when I was studying physics, my hair fell out the fastest.”
Ying Zijin: “…”
Sinai grabbed a handful of her hair; the sunlight danced on her platinum locks.
She sighed, “See, it used to be at least double this.”
“Since I started studying physics, I’ve been losing a hundred strands a day, more than I have left.”
Yet ironically, in every field she researched, physics was an essential foundation.
But she just hated physics.
How could there be a subject that made people lose hair like physics?
Ying Zijin propped her chin up, her eyes narrowing, “That drug indeed did a lot of damage to your body.”
Her body being forced to regress to a younger state already defied natural laws.
Furthermore, it had damaged Sinai’s nerves, causing a drastic change in her personality.
“Whatever,” Sinai said flatly, “I’m alive now, and I have three things to do: find my elder brother, wake my sister-in-law, and confirm my niece is alive.”
She had been searching for ten years, and her resolve was starting to waver.
After all, all she had received was an anonymous tip.
The anonymous ssage said, Su Wen’s child wasn’t dead but was secretly sent to O Continent.
But over the years, the person who sent the anonymous tip never appeared again.
In the family graveyard in the back hills, there was indeed a dead infant buried.
Sinai couldn’t help but wonder if it was a cruel joke.
“Whoosh——”
Two hours later, the car slowly landed, stopping at the entrance of the manor castle.
This was the Headquarters of the Leaangle Family, a symbol of absolute power in the City of the World.
At the sa ti, another luxury car descended from the aerial transit path, following behind them.
“Sister Bier, whose car dares block your way?” Tian Yan got out first, opened the door for Bier, “Who in your family is so tactless?”
This newly launched sports car on W was a favorite among young people; the elders generally wouldn’t drive it.
Tian Yan had been fuming for two days and nights.
She had sent high-level students from the Biogenetics Institute to capture Ying Zijin and Bing Lan for experints, but failed each ti, leaving her with a grudge.
So what if Ying Zijin could fight?
She was still a low-ranked commoner, with no right even to know where the Leaangle Family was located.
In terms of scientific research, she couldn’t compare.
Bier stepped down in high boots, a servant laying a carpet for her.
She took off her sunglasses and looked in the direction Tian Yan pointed.
The sports car’s door opened, and Ying Zijin, wearing a hat, stepped out.
Sinai followed behind her, turning her head.
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