Pretending To Be A Boss

After all, no one knew whether those Judgment Knights were mechanical or alive.

Thus, Li Wanye even publicized the recruitment of Judgment Knights.

It was like enlisting in a regular army.

Changing one's lower-class fate, obtaining honor never before seen, possessing mighty power.

How exciting was that? Who could resist such temptation?

But these people had no idea that the price of becoming a Judgment Knight was the surrender of their independence and freedom as living beings, becoming completely reduced to machines!

"Your emotions suddenly became off. What happened?" Bai Mansheng asked.

"I saw something unbelievable, hard to explain." Tang Xian shook his head slightly.

"I remember it says in the books, violence can solve everything," Bai Mansheng stated.

"Yes, but the use of violence also requires the right moment and reason."

"Sounds troublesome."

Tang Xian nodded, acknowledging that it was indeed troublesome. The severity of the situation also far exceeded his expectations.

The scariest thing in this world is not evil itself, but those who commit evil deeds without knowing what evil is.

Li Wanye had once refused the demands of the Evolution Zone, which showed he had moral boundaries.

But now, whether Li Wanye could still realize...

That he was weaving a lie he thought was for justice, or for the future of mankind, when in reality it was absolutely evil.

The fourth floor arrived quickly.

Tang Xian adjusted his emotions accordingly.

Ailing kingdoms existed not only in the bastion of the Sanctuary.

Li Wanye's crimes were no longer washable. Perhaps one day, Li Xiaoyu and Li Wanye would stand on opposing sides.

Tang Xian didn't dwell on the inevitable, but hoped that Li Zheng and Li Xiaonian would never get involved.

Li Xiaoyu had given her future to Baichuan City, but that didn't mean her past should start to decay because of it.

He shook his head, clearing away these annoying thoughts.

Hua Science Academy was still the same as ever, still a research institution full of biology academics.

Entering Hua Science Academy as Tang Jikede to visit Shang Lu was not difficult.

Tang Xian passed unhindered and arrived at the entrance of Shang Lu's laboratory.

The sign at the door had naturally been taken down. And as usual, a new sign had been posted.

However, to Tang Xian's surprise, the new sign wasn't one of Shang Lu's blunt male speeches, but posted by someone else.

— The owner of this laboratory has already found a suitable egg cell provider.

For the first time, Tang Xian felt bewildered.

He thought it was interesting, remembering the sign he had left last time, which was perhaps a bit too much.

But it seemed that it had actually led to some incredible developments.

Tang Xian pushed open the laboratory door; it wasn't locked, just ajar.

With Bai Mansheng at his side, Tang Xian noticed Bai Mansheng's expression becoming unnatural as they neared the lab.

Inside, a conversation between two people could be heard.

"Do I need to remind you, as your wife, that I have to tell you your brain is in an overworked state, having gone without sleep for thirty-one consecutive hours?

Your brain's first and second signaling systems, even if maintaining the lowest operational power, will increase the risk of sudden death. This clearly violates our premarital contract specifications."

The speaker was a young girl, likely even younger than Shang Lu. Her tone, however, was somewhat like his own.

While thinking this, Tang Xian felt a bit odd since he himself liked to analyze problems in an academic tone.

"No, this problem must be resolved quickly. Is the dosage of enzymes the issue, or is there too much alkaline content in the soil?

Or perhaps it's..."

This was Shang Lu's voice, filled with a touch of pain and puzzlement.

Shang Lu was quite normal in that he often adopted a frenzied academic demeanor.

Tang Xian gestured with a light wave for Bai Mansheng to be quiet.

Bai Mansheng nodded, her expression somewhat strange and distracted.

Tang Xian had seen this look before; when chopping vegetables in the kitchen, a glance back would often catch Tang Xiaojiu sporting such a look.

He was surprised, because the scents in the air shouldn't have included any appealing food.

"Perhaps you need to engage in some ordinary, unrelated activities. That could activate your basal ganglia, allowing your frontal lobes—which are your advanced neural activity centers—to focus more on the difficult problem you're trying to solve," the girl's voice came again.

Tang Xian was taken aback, finding the girl quite interesting.

She was correct; in fact, he often did the same thing.

This is why sometimes, when people are walking, drinking tea, or viewing scenery, they might find inspiration flowing more freely than when they're concentrating hard on thinking.

Shang Lu said:

"So what should I do now?"

"Considering your body's imbalance in various secretions due to overwork, I suggest you get some sleep now. After waking up, replenish with food."

The girl casually added:

"Don't worry, I will take care of your plants and observe the data changes while you sleep. Although I'm not from the plant sciences but neuroscience, just remembering the changes in plant growth isn't difficult for me."

From beginning to end, the girl's tone was very steady.

Tang Xian suddenly realized; it wasn't that Shang Lu couldn't find a girlfriend, it was that an academic needed someone of an equally academic type.

A strange feeling arose, as if Shang Lu had found a female version of himself.