Chapter 127
Song Bai had left his dirty dishes.
He sat on the sofa, his fingers tapping away on his tablet. He looked to be browsing the Khaos Manufacturing Group’s internal shopping site.
He sorted the items by price, from highest to lowest. He bought food for tomorrow and his preferred tea. Because of the generous coupons on the account, the final total ended up only being 1.7 employee points.
Song Bai looked at the time, it was already half past nine in the evening. Si Chen had gone out at eight.
It was a short amount of time but if Ji Chuyao were fast and careless enough, they could have already done it thirty times in some back alley.
Fortunately, Song Bai didn’t have to wait for much longer.
By the time he turned to page six of the news, there was movement at the door.
Si Chen was back.
His coat was pulled tightly close. He was holding a shopping bag in his hand, containing a watermelon the size of a basketball.
Song Bai took a sniff and found no strange scents.
He put down the tablet and carefully looked at Si Chen’s body. “Take off your coat and let me take a look.”
Si Chen ignored him and carried the watermelon into the kitchen. “Slices or rounds?”
Song Bai: “I want it round and then cut it in half. No seeds.”
Fortunately, Si Chen knew Song Bai well enough to choose a seedless watermelon.
Si Chen cut the watermelon and brought it to Song Bai. “When you’re done eating, go back in the room and sleep.”
As he spoke, he caught whiff of a peculiar fragrance and couldn’t help but frown.
There was a strong minty smell near the sofa.
Si Chen picked up the coat off the floor. It was Song Bai’s. It felt like satin to the touch.
The scent on it made him dizzy and weak.
A small glass bottle fell out of the coat pocket.
Concentrated Ginger Bug Juice is orange-yellow in color and smells like sandalwood with ginger slices added in.
“Why do you have this?” Si Chen couldn’t help but raise his voice.
Song Bai asked in reply, “Don’t you think it smells good?”
Si Chen’s expression turned ugly.
Song Bai: “Huh? Don’t tell me you’re hyper-sensitive to it?”
He looked quite surprised.
In his mind, only physically weak Eternal Life Abysses would be easily dizzied by it.
But after some thought, Song Bai realized that the one in Si Chen’s body, having just been cut in half, probably met the criteria for being ‘physically weak’.
After all, Si Yuan also had a lot of fun playing with him.
Song Bai: “It was an accident.”
Forget it. Don’t get angry, you can’t beat him.
Si Chen put on his poker face and threw Song Bai’s coat into the washing machine. He then went to the kitchen to turn on the dishwasher.
By the time he was done, it was already ten in the evening.
Si Chen laid out the foldout sofa mattress before heading to the bathroom for a shower and a change of clothes.
He didn’t bother turning on the lights. While hastily towel drying his hair, he made his way slowly to the edge of the mattress and just when he was about to get in the bed in complete darkness, he stood up with a start.
Song Bai was actually sleeping on the foldout bed he’d just made.
Song Bai covered himself with the quilt, yawned and mumbled, “Go to the bedroom.”
“Teacher……”
Si Chen wanted to refuse, but Song Bai’s voice began to drop in tone. “Just go.”
Often, it is when Song Bai’s voice has no emotion that he is most serious.
Si Chen said no more and went to the bedroom to lie down properly. But the scene in the car replayed repeatedly in his mind.
After he’d said that statement, he actually regretted it.
Especially when he heard Ji Chuyao’s response: “Then can we date?”
It wasn’t unexpected but he hadn’t thought about how to respond.
Fortunately, when they reached their destination, the car door automatically unlocked.
Si Chen looked calm but he was, in fact, practically running away.
He had to let the cold air in the elevator blow on his face for several minutes before the heat on his face dissipated.
He’d bought the watermelon was from a stall near the rooftop parking lot. Most of the people living here were mid-level Serpent Staff Gene employees. They were basically the middle class of society. Vendors sold non-GMO fruits here where they had a much more stable customer base.
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Si Chen couldn’t smell it yet. He simply felt a little sleepier today than normal.
He couldn’t understand what this meant.
But for Eternal Life Abysses, this was the protection of the young by the adults.
Si Yuan quietly got out and slept on Si Chen’s chest.
It was now past the frenzy caused by the Abyss Field Mint. Now, it was just feeling lazy and didn’t feel like moving.
Song Bai was supposed to be sleeping in the living room but he hadn’t closed his eyes.
He slowly sat up and saw the scenery outside through the floor-to-ceiling window slowly turn red. There was a clear, jelly-like substance stuck to the glass on this floor, searching for a gap to squeeze in through.
Song Bai stood by the window; eyes meeting eyes strung in a row like pearls on a necklace.
These eyes stared at him quietly, like colorful balloons stuck to the glass.
High Dimensional Creature 808. Characteristics: mental pollution and consciousness manipulation.
When an 808 is born, it is only about the size of a watermelon.
Just like how the tentacles of an Eternal Life Abyss increases with its Level, so does the size of an 808.
Song Bai’s eyes slowly turned crimson.
At an altitude of more than a hundred meters, the invisible wind condensed into a blade, cutting through 808’s jelly-like body.
The blood splatter on the glass window spilled down like a waterfall.
Song Bai closed his eyes.
**
Si Chen slept until six in the morning.
The food delivery had already arrived. Some had been flown overnight to Jiangchuan. Storage boxes were piled by the door.
Si Chen got up early. Song Bai opened his eyes, glanced at him, then slowly went back to sleep.
Si Chen actually has a lot to do. He threw the soaked soybeans into the soymilk machine and started frying the eggs.
He was making sandwiches for breakfast. He simply followed the recipe and it turned out pretty good.
There were several to-do items on his phone notes. Si Chen took a look. Today, he was to apply for paid schooling from Serpent Staff Gene. He also wanted to contact Chu Dongliu and ask about Zhao Zixin’s daughter. For senior employees who die in the line of duty, the company will usually provide a substantial amount of compensation.
Si Chen added sugar to the soy milk and poured himself a cup. He went into the study room, turn on the computer, logged in to the government’s website for higher education, and check the exam results.
University applied to: Baidi University
College applied to: College of High Dimensional Studies – Major in Biological Evolution
Written exam score: 99 (19.8 points)
Practical exam score: 100 (80 points)
Overall score: 99.8
Professional ranking: 1
There was a line of red text below: Congratulations, you have been admitted to Baidi University!
Si Chen took a screenshot and sent it to his immediate boss, Song Qingyu.
Si Chen: Boss, I will handle the formalities later.
If he wanted to resign now, probably no one would stop him.
Most of the time, the binding force of a contract only depends on the boss’s mood.
Song Qingyu: Okay.
Workaholics are online 24 hours a day.
But after Song Qingyu sent his reply, he actually felt a little confused. How did Si Chen pass the exam?
He kept feeling it shouldn’t be possible. He’d competed against the likes of Lin Jiali and Chen Zhizhou. To say it was just pure luck? Song Qingyu refused to believe it.
It was even more impossible that Song Bai rigged the exam. Unless Si Chen was his biological son.
Song Qingyu couldn’t help thinking about news regarding Song Bai that he’d heard recently.
It was said that White King doted on this student very much and took him to his home as soon as he knew the test results. Now, he was even accompanying Si Chen to Jiangchuan.
Only Si Chen, who was at the center of the storm, remained ignorant.
Song Qingyu originally thought that his assessment of Si Chen had been quite liberal, but now it seemed that it was still too conservative.
Accepted as White King’s student. He could write that as an accomplishment on his resume.
It was time for Serpent Staff Gene to sign a new contract with Si Chen.
*
That morning, Si Chen went to the Production Department.
It had been a long time since he was last here. The sister at the front desk was a bionic human purchased from Eight Directions Technology.
He heard that Song Qingyu had spent a lot of effort to buy it and it cost a lot of money.
The robot’s face was flawless.
It was beautiful though a tad bit soulless.
Si Chen not only met Song Qingyu and signed the new contract, but also met Xin Xiaocao who had come in for an inspection.
Xin Xiaocao’s eyes instantly lit up when he caught sight of Si Chen.
Perhaps it was because they hadn’t seen each other in so long, Xin Xiaocao felt that Si Chen had become more beautiful.
In the past, he was a restrained flower, kept as a bud because of his vigilance and timidity. Now, he was a famed sword sheated in its scabbard. You could feel its sharpness even before the blade is drawn.
Xin Xiaocao: “I saw on your Moments. Congratulations on passing the postgraduate entrance exam.”
There was a smile on Si Chen’s lips. “Thank you.”
Xin Xiaocao hesitated for a moment and said, “Baidi University’s college isn’t ranked low but its overall ranking is only 201st. Your undergraduate degree is from Donglan. You might feel a psychological gap after your postgraduate studies.”
Si Chen didn’t bother to explain and simply replied, “My advisor is very nice.”
He was beautiful and strong, add to that his experiences as Child of God No. 13, he could even be considered tragic.
If he didn’t act so freely, doing as he pleased, he would probably be more likable.
Xin Xiaocao patted Si Chen’s arm and said, encouraging, “That’s the right idea! Choosing an advisor is just choosing a spouse. You need to find someone who treats you well. Study hard when you get there. And after two years, I’ll see you back here, teammate!”
But Xin Xiaocao was just running his mouth. He was still at the Second Step. Si Chen was at the Fifth Step. How bright his future was was practically visible to the naked eye.
Even if he returns to the Production Department, he would be air-dropped into management.
Si Chen completed the paid leave procedures. In the afternoon, he arrived at the general headquarters of Eight Directions Technology in Jiangchuan District.
Si Chen and Chu Dongliu talked about Zhao Zixin, focusing on his sick daughter.
He was worried that now that Zhao Zixin has died, no one would look after of his daughter.
Putting himself in the other’s shoes, if after his death, Si Yuan is reduced to picking up garbage to eat, then Si Chen couldn’t help but to also feel distressed.
Chu Dongliu rummaged through his address book for a long time, finally, in a very much roundabout way, finding a manager in charge of employee insurance management.
The manager’s surname was Wang.
Manager Wang said that the compensation for these employees who’d died on the job had already been laid out. In addition, Zhao Zixin’s daughter was receiving treatment at the company’s Jiangchuan headquarters. If Si Chen was still worried, he could go and have a look.
Among the major groups, Eight Directions Technology appears the least frequent in the world of ordinary people.
Because most ordinary people cannot afford Eight Directions Technology’s products.
Whether it is their pseudo-holographic game devices, bionic organs, or their mass-produced bionic humans, these are not intended for people with an annual income of less than five million credits.
Eight Directions Technology’s headquarters was located in a heavily guarded industrial park.
It was also Si Chen’s first time there.
Manager Wang received the orders from above and was as diligent as a real estate agent entertaining potentials buyers to view houses.
She was a kindly-looking, fat, middle-aged woman.
“Mr. Si, the boss has asked me to take you to see Zhao Guo.”
Zhao Guo was Zhao Zixin’s daughter.
The company building of Eight Directions Technology Group was in the shape of a regular octagon, covered by futuristic looking metal walls.
Manager Wang swiped the employee access card and took Si Chen straight to the gene ward.
But Si Chen still noticed that Eight Directions Technology seemed to have a lot of bionic employees.
These bionic humans were all beautiful and handsome. Most of them staffed the front desks and leisure service areas, engaged in providing services.
Unlike robots, all the organs and components of a bionic human body come from “active cultivation” and are flesh and blood tissue. Only their behavior is still controlled by a chip.
Nowadays, many humans have installed mechanical prosthetics on themselves; in appearance, these bionic humans were no different from the native human population.
Manager Wang noticed Si Chen’s scrutiny. “Mr. Si seems to be very interested in our bionic humans?”
Si Chen looked away. “I’ve never seen one before. I’m a little curious.”
Manager Wang: “Eight Directions Technology’s bionic humans are divided into combat and household types; each has three product lines: A, B, and C. I don’t know much, so I can only introduce the bionic humans from the low-level product line. The machine components in Model C bionic humans account for more than 60%; manufacturing takes one month and the price is 18 million credits.”
“For Model B bionics, it takes about 6 months from ordering to shipping. Appearance can be customized. The unified price is 89.88 million credit points. It is equipped with an AI equivalent to the IQ of a 15-year-old human. For combat-type bionics, intelligence can be reduced and physical fitness can be increased. Bionics are essentially robots and are absolutely loyal to their owners. Nowadays, VIPs in the Safe Zones keep a few of them around. Model B androids have always been very popular in the market.”
Si Chen nodded, making no extra remarks.
Manager Wang saw that Si Chen had no intention of buying and could only bury her disappointment in her heart.
The sale of a bionic comes with hefty commissions.
Si Chen met Zhao Guo to the medical department on the 27th floor of Eight Directions Technology’s building.
This little girl’s ID card marked her as 17 years old, but she looked to only be seven or eight years old.
Her whole body was submerged in culture fluid. Half her body retained human form, while the other half was a mass of exposed pink flesh tissue, like tangled tree roots. He left eye was like a small fruit hanging on a tree.
Zhao Guo rolled her eyes and then stared at Si Chen.
The doctor sighed. “Zhao Guo needs to undergo this procedure every two months to get rid of the pathologically induced growths. We have considered sending her to Serpent Staff Gene for treatment but the cost is too expensive and they can’t guarantee that they can cure her.”
“The compensation the company gave is quite big this time, so now we can actually afford to have her try.”
“We call this disease the Vegetative Disease.”
Not vegetative like Zhao Zhixin was, but because Zhao Guo’s mutated half resembled the rhizome of a plant, even able to absorb nutrients and water from liquids like a plant.
“Ever since the High-Dimensional Invasions began, there have been too many illnesses and we just can’t do anything about them.”
The little girl in the glass suddenly knocked against the glass wall.
The doctor explained, “This culture medium isolates external sounds. If Zhao Guo needs to communicate, she knocks on the glass.”
The doctor pressed a button on the console, verified his identity and entered his password. The liquid level in the culture medium slowly dropped until it reached Zhao Guo’s neck.
The extracted liquid wasn’t poured out but placed into another airtight container.
The girl opened her mouth. Her hoarse voice came through the console speaker. “Doctor, where is my father?”
The doctor’s tone was full of comfort: “He went to a Space Fold and hasn’t come back yet.”
But Zhao Guo was already shedding tears, looking broken and sad.
Everyone could hear the despair in her cry. “You’re lying to me! Liar!”
On the way back home, Si Chen felt a heaviness in his heart.
The Eternal Life Abyss noticed Si Chen feeling down and wrapped a small tentacle around Si Chen’s wrist, comforting him silently.
He made it all the way back home. He opened the door and went in.
Song Bai was still there, sitting on the sofa playing games on Si Chen’s tablet.
“Teacher.”
Song Bai raised his head and said in a rather critical tone, “Oh, so you know to come home. Teacher is about to starve to death.”
Si Chen turned on the light, moved a stool over and sat next to Song Bai. He asked, “Teacher, how can we end the High-Dimensional invasions?”
His expression was serious.
Song Bai immediately put down the tablet. “Why are you suddenly asking?”
Si Chen didn’t answer.
Zhao Guo’s cries still echoed in his ears.
Song Bai narrowed his eyes slightly. “If you’re not going to say then forget it. A courier arrived this afternoon. It’s your admission notice.”
He handed the document envelope on the table to Si Chen.
Si Chen opened it and saw that it was from the Academic Affairs Office of Baidi University.
The admission notice from Baidi University was unremarkable, like a cardboard greeting card.
It contained an admission letter, student ID card and a Baidi City bank card.
According to the name list, this year, in addition to him, Song Ziyu had also been admitted to Baidi University’s College of High-Dimensional Studies.
Among the five candidates who made it out alive, Song Ziyu’s score placed him at third. Even if two people were to be admitted, it shouldn’t be him.
Song Bai: “Xi He is still in his belly. I’ll worry if he stays outside.”
However, outsiders felt that Song Bai was showing unfair advantage to the Song Family.
Si Chen continued to turn the page.
The following page contained his information.
Si Chen looked at the line for advisor. The name written there was not Song Bai, but Song Changming.
Song Changming was the president of Baidi University.
Si Chen was stunned. “Teacher, do you have another name?”
Song Bai: “No.”
“Then why aren’t you listed as my advisor?”
Song Bai: “Do you want to hear the truth?”
Si Chen hesitated for a moment.
He was afraid of hearing some bad news.
“I only have a bachelor’s degree. When I was a graduate student at Beicheng University, the Alliance refused to issue me a degree certificate. I forgot to apply for it later.” Song Bai paused, “But you are still Teacher’s student, understood?”
Song Bai…. this guy wildly swings from domineering to mothering to kinda pitiful in the same chapter lmao
… 30 times. So this is the true strength of a Machine type evolutionary huh…..
I’m glad to see Zhao Guo. Poor girl; even her future treatment is a result of her losing her dad…
Also…Mr. Song Bai, not even qualified to teach a college class 🤣😭
just not on paper 🤣
Si Chen! At least let him know you’re thinking about it, don’t just run away 😭
Wow, real boyfriends
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