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Jinghai First Middle School, Senior Class 4.
Lu Xun had just entered the classroom when he saw a beautiful elf sitting at a desk near the back by the window, writing diligently with a serious expression on her pretty face, her erald eyes intensely focused... working hard on howork.
This surprised him a little.
Wei’Er transferred to Jinghai City to investigate the elf smuggling case. Her student identity was just a cover for her actions; she was actually a secret investigator for the Elf Race.
But now that the case was over and her mission completed, logically speaking, she should "return to wherever she ca from."
Unexpectedly, here she was, attending class so early in the morning.
Lu Xun walked to his seat with an unchanged expression, pulled out the chair, and sat down without speaking to her.
Yesterday, when he interacted with Wei’Er twice, he was using a different persona, without revealing his true identity.
Wei’Er had no idea that the human high school student sitting in front of her was the "Zhan Brothers" from yesterday.
After sitting down, Lu Xun pulled out various howork books from his desk mate’s drawer and finished Wuer’s howork from yesterday in just five minutes.
Behind him, Wei’Er was still wrestling with math, writing and stopping intermittently, with a faint "scratching" sound.
Suddenly, the sound of the pen on paper stopped for several minutes, as if she had encountered a difficult problem.
Then, Lu Xun felt soone gently poking his back with a finger.
"Hmm?"
"Lu, could you help with this math problem? I’ve gotten stuck at this step, and I’m not sure how to proceed," Wei’Er asked sincerely, her big eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.
"..."
Lu Xun scratched his head, filled with questions.
This elf girl, who was casually eliminating lives at the Xu Family Mansion yesterday, was now asking him about math problems with an innocent look... Does sothing seem off about this scenario?
"Even though I kill without batting an eye, it doesn’t stop from being an innocent 18-year-old high school girl?"
Oh well, if she’s acting, I might as well play along.
"Ahem, which problem? Let see." He took the workbook from Wei’Er’s hand and glanced at it. "It’s quite simple; first do this, then this, and then that..."
"Hold... hold on a second, Lu," Wei’Er quickly interjected, then stood up and moved to sit beside Lu Xun, "Alright, I can see clearly now. Please continue."
Turning to explain howork from the front seat to the back seat classmates would be awkward and inconvenient.
"Okay." Lu Xun didn’t mind and continued his explanation, "So you start with this, and then..."
While he was explaining, a shadow appeared beside them.
Plop~
A backpack slid down to the floor.
Wuer Skull stood there, expressionlessly staring at the pair whose heads were so close together, seeming to have a very intimate conversation... even the Soul Fire in its sockets stopped flickering, its "eyes" fixed unblinkingly.
"No... no way... are you two really sitting at the sa desk?!"
"Why don’t you sit behind us, and I’ll teach her a few questions," Lu Xun said without lifting his head, "Since you don’t study anyway, you might as well give the opportunity to the studious high school girl."
"Thank you, Da Gu," Wei’Er also looked at it with genuine appreciation.
Hearing this, Wuer raised its skeletal hand and scratched its smooth skull, thinking: So it turns out I’m the unnecessary one here.
The thing I feared most has happened!
"Fine, fine, you two can sit together until graduation; I don’t need a desk mate, hmph!" — its childish voice carried a hint of feigned strength, laced with jealousy.
After saying this, Wuer quickly bent down to pick up the backpack, tossed it over its shoulder, then walked several steps to a seat at the back, twisting its spine, looking angrily out the window with its skull face.
"Sorry, Da Gu, I’ve finished asking my questions; you can co back, and the seat is yours." Wei’Er stood up.
"No, I refuse!"
"You’re 12 years old, don’t be so childish." Lu Xun tapped on the chair, "Co back."
"Hmph!"
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Noon, school dismissal.
Lu Xun called Xie Manyu, asking her to wait at school while he would co to pick her up in twenty minutes to go ho.
Jinghai City is not as peaceful as it appears, especially since his sister’s high school is in the Outer City District.
The range of threats includes everything from small-ti thugs to powerful criminal organizations like the Shadow Dragon Association, to lawless noble families like the Li and Xu Families.
Safety is a concern.
His aunt used to pick her up from school, but now the task falls on Lu Xun.
After the call, he hung up.
Then, he found a secluded spot, went underground, and logged into his "Zhan Feng" account, donning the classic skin (sleeveless black cloak large hood).
Three minutes later.
He mysteriously appeared in Wei’Er’s ho, sitting on the sofa waiting.
Ten seconds later, the door behind him creaked open.
Wei’Er made her dazzling entrance, holding a strawberry sundae.
"...Zhan Feng?"
She was stunned for a mont, but then quickly realized, stepped forward and sat properly on the sofa opposite Lu Xun, her posture upright, and said sincerely:
"Welco, sir, to my humble abode. May I ask if your brother, War God, has already conveyed my gratitude to you?"
"Yes." Lu Xun nodded slightly, his face hidden beneath the hood, speaking in a deep voice, "My purpose for visiting this ti, you should be clear about it, right?"
"Of course." Wei’Er said seriously, "I’ve reported everything truthfully, and you Zhan Brothers have done a comndable job. As for the token of gratitude, our embassy has already approved it."
"Oh?" Lu Xun chuckled, "I’d love to hear it."
"50 billion Federation credits can be transferred to your and your brother’s accounts, or provided in cash."
Her few words made Lu Xun dizzy.
50... billion?!
My goodness, do you elves have any other troubles you need my help with?
He practically wanted to ask to beco a godson of the Elf Queen.
This was simply, outrageously generous.
And this was just the gift for Lu Xun.
Adding the equipnt rental cost of several billion, along with the rewards for the Servant Army warriors...
For this rescue operation, the financial cost alone might have been two hundred billion.
Only the Elf Race would spend so extravagantly to save just a dozen elves.
If it were the Human Race, that would be impossible.
How much is a human life really worth?
"...Of course, sir, you could also choose to exchange the 50 billion for items or services of equivalent value." Wei’Er added.
"Services?"
Lu Xun squinted a bit.
He thought of Priestess Agatha, that Catastrophe Level big shot.
If he could analyze a living Catastrophe Level being, he would soar to great heights!
Could 50 billion allow to touch her for a few minutes?
Never mind... better not court death.
"Ahem, services then."
Lu Xun retrieved the "King of Truth" from behind him with its 0-level setting, resembling a baseball bat:
"I heard the goblin race and dwarf race are small races under the protection of your race, right?"
"Yes, they have relied on us for tens of thousands of years... Is this weapon?"
"It’s my War God brother’s weapon." Lu Xun handed the Truth Stick to her, asking in a deep voice, "Can the goblins and dwarves help upgrade it? If possible, exchange the 50 billion for this service. I’d especially like the Shield Breaker effect to be enhanced several tis."
Wei’Er extended her hand, took the bat, and after inspecting it for a few seconds, she looked up at Lu Xun and said:
"Let ask about that for you, please wait a mont."
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