Luo Qianqian looked innocent, "Okay, so why did you want to see ?" Then she beca stern, "First off, let be clear that I am an outstanding successor of communism, so don’t try to coax into joining any crooked paths! I won’t practice any of those health techniques. Plus, I love my family and I love my country. I will not do anything that goes against the moral baseline of a person with a normal worldview. Alright, you can start talking now."
Did he say anything? Why did it suddenly feel like he was so sort of terrorist after being confronted by this kid? He was clearly a model young man, okay?
"I..." Why did he suddenly feel like he had nothing to say?
"What’s wrong with you?" Luo Qianqian took out her phone, "Everything you say is being recorded. You have the right to remain silent, but whatever you say can and will be used as court evidence."
...In the future, he definitely shouldn’t have kids. Aren’t naughty kids just terrifying?
"Firstly, you need to find so ti to undergo a talent screening." Then, under Luo Qianqian’s peculiar gaze, he couldn’t help but add, "I promise it won’t hurt and there will be no danger to you!"
"Oh..."
"Then, I hope you can keep the existence of our organization, and even your abilities, a secret..."
"Oh..." What were they thinking? Disappearing for so long before rembering her existence? How was she supposed to explain it to her friends???
"Secondly, I hope you will accept as your supervisor."
??? "Oh..."
"Finally, I hope we can work together pleasantly."
"Oh..."
"Did you listen to anything I said?" Number Thirty-Eight was seething with frustration. Clearly, she hadn’t taken him seriously at all, just replying with ’Oh’ to everything he said.
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes. Haven’t you heard? Silence for the trolls, ’Oh’ for the dramatic girls.
"So what does this have to do with ?" Luo Qianqian appeared indifferent. She didn’t want to get involved in too much; living a good life and being happy with family and friends was enough for her.
"I..." If you weren’t a girl, and not even an underage kid at that, I would have beaten you until even your mother couldn’t recognize you! Number Thirty-Eight clenched his fists, grinding his teeth.
Luo Qianqian looked around and saw no one else. She hesitantly asked, "Do you know who the hermaphrodite is? The one who gave the card..."
Number Thirty-Eight brought his hands together in a prayer gesture. He hadn’t heard anything; it was all just tinnitus...
Thinking Number Thirty-Eight hadn’t heard her, Luo Qianqian asked again, "That hermaphrodite..."
"He is our guide, the second in command among our group of people," Number Thirty-Eight said, his eyes full of seriousness.
"So is she a man or a woman?" Luo Qianqian didn’t look scared at all, but instead seed more solemn and serious than Number Thirty-Eight, especially since she was still wearing her little pajamas and had been sleeping. If it was a man, no matter whether he was a eunuch or not, she’d make him beco one! Luo Qianqian clenched her fists tightly. Even as a child, even underage, one still has a right to privacy, okay?
"I don’t know," Number Thirty-Eight shook her head.
"Then what do you know? Hurry up and tell , then send back." Luo Qianqian looked impatient, almost as if she was forcing him to listen, not that he didn’t want to say anything. Hmph.
"What else do you want to know?" Number Thirty-Eight tried hard to contain her anger. If not for the last shred of reason, she would have thrown Luo Qianqian into the artificial lake by now. Who cares what happens to her?
Luo Qianqian’s eyes rolled around: "What groups do you all have? Didn’t you say you were from the Speed Group?"
Number Thirty-Eight breathed a sigh of relief. They say dealing with unruly kids is tough, but fortunately Luo Qianqian’s question wasn’t too troubleso and was easy to answer: "There are currently a total of six groups: the Speed Group – as the na implies, for speed; the Strength Group – as the na implies, for strength; the Elent Group – as the na implies, can control a certain elent, either for offense or defense; the Detection Group – can discover certain substances or abilities, like how Number Two found you; then there are two of the most mysterious ones, the dicine Group – it’s dicine, not ’monster,’ specializing in studying ancient dicinal recipes; and the last is the Spirit Group, which is basically useless because nobody is actually from the Spirit Group."
Luo Qianqian’s eyes spun: "Sounds like the Elent Group is the most powerful? Isn’t the dicine Group just like a research institute? What’s so special about it?" she said, shrugging her shoulders.
"The Elent Group the most powerful? Our Speed Group is the best, okay? Can ordinary people travel a thousand miles in a day?" Number Thirty-Eight was imdiately displeased.
"Then why don’t you go to the Olympics and win glory for our country?" Luo Qianqian looked puzzled, her face expressing that it was only natural, "With such ability and not making good use of it to achieve glory, are you stupid?"
Number Thirty-Eight looked at Luo Qianqian as if she was an idiot: "You’re the stupid one!" After saying that, she continuously caressed her chest with her right hand, as if afraid that Luo Qianqian’s words would induce a heart attack.
"Do you think this ability is unique to our country? Do you think other countries don’t have it?" Number Thirty-Eight struggled to keep from falling apart, comforting herself that this was a child who didn’t understand, it wasn’t her fault, she just knew too little...
"Wow..." Luo Qianqian’s face showed shock.
"Hasn’t anyone tried to capture you for dissection and research?" Luo Qianqian asked with feigned surprise.
"We are a legal organization, under direct control of the central governnt," Number Thirty-Eight’s hand motion on her chest grew more frequent: "So no one would dare capture us for research." After saying that, she quickly changed the subject: "However, if you don’t join us, who knows what might happen."
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes. Who was she trying to scare?
Her eyes rolled around a few tis again, this ti with a more serious tone, "So are you all from the future? Rebirth? Ti travel?" The earnestness in Luo Qianqian’s eyes went unnoticed by Number Thirty-Eight.
Number Thirty-Eight let out a long sigh: "You should watch less TV, read fewer novels. What do you think this is? Do you want a Foundation Building Pill too? Then you could soar to the skies and look down on everyone?"
Luo Qianqian touched her nose awkwardly. Although it all sounded fake, she and Qin Nuan couldn’t explain any of this, could they?
"So are you all atheists, or do you believe in..." Luo Qianqian hadn’t finished speaking when she was already being impatiently pulled by her clothes and held tightly by Number Thirty-Eight. Then ca the rollercoaster sensation again. By the ti she realized what was happening, she was standing at the entrance of the Italian Restaurant, her hair blown into a ss by the wind. She wanted to tidy up, but then she saw the truck still inside the restaurant. She exhaled and even rubbed her clothes before walking over to the truck.
The police, who had rushed to the scene, had already cordoned off the area because they heard there was a child under the vehicle. They dared not move the truck for fear of crushing the child who was, so far, not seriously hurt.
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