CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER 71 MEETING

First High School Forum.

The hottest post is obviously the newly released math Olympic competition rankings.

Recently, the new student in Grade 3, Class 2, who caused quite a stir, became the focus of discussion by achieving a perfect score and winning first place.

"Isn’t Rong Zhi said to be from the countryside and dropped out for three years? How could she score a perfect score? It’s gotta be fake!"

"Did the teacher give her the answers? I heard from a senior I know in Grade 3 that Rong Zhi was called to the teacher’s office before the exam. I’m not a conspiracy theorist, but with her previous academic background, scoring such marks is indeed suspicious."

"Which senior of yours? This is a matter concerning the reputation of both teachers and students, you can’t just say this recklessly."

"To respond, my senior is from Grade 3, Class 1, who heard it directly from a friend who knows Rong Zhi."

This post immediately caused a huge uproar.

Leaking exam content would count as cheating.

Not only students but even teachers would be implicated.

If serious, both might be expelled from the school.

Chi Cha angrily tapped at the screen, unleashing the fervor she usually reserved for idol-chasing, and retorted, "Who can’t stand seeing our young master do well? What’s it got to do with them how he performs? Jealousy? Got garbage in their brain, right?"

Beside her, Rong Meng slowly turned off her phone screen.

She glanced out the window at the bright sunshine, her lips slightly curled.

...

The sun shines high, casting shadows of tall trees on the barren mountain.

This is East Mountain, far from Beijing City Center, sparsely dotted with pine trees. In the depths of the forest, wooden houses are faintly visible, hidden among the trees.

Rong Zhi looked down at the locator, with the never-before-seen red star points on the fan-shaped range map flashing continuously, approaching her as she moved.

Until she was about to overlap with the red star point representing Zeus, she stopped.

All around was silent, even the wind seemed to have stopped sometime.

She immediately saw the not-so-small wooden house, surrounded by charred blackness, giving a sense of oppression. Inside, there were occasional shouts and cries, causing her to frown slightly.

Suddenly, a wave of discomfort surged in her heart, Rong Zhi took a deep breath to suppress the irritability.

As she walked over, the sensed bombs along the way have already been dismantled, except for those around Zeus, she moved slightly, disappearing into the woods.

Outside the wooden house, not far away, on the back land covered by pine trees and grass.

Several criminal police officers in deep black uniforms lay prone on the ground.

"Brother Yue, when’s the person you’re looking for arriving?"

One of the officers, Chen Qi, asked in a low voice to the most unique among them, dressed in camouflage.

The man known as Brother Yue lay motionless, with a buzz cut, outlined hard side face, cold lines, somewhat dark skin, and a blade of grass in his mouth, radiating a heavy blood aura.

Upon hearing this, he spat out the grass and focused his attention on the movements ahead, replying in a low voice, "I sent him a message an hour ago, should be arriving soon."

Another officer, Lin Qian, asked, "Our team hasn’t arrived yet, and he’s already close?"

From the city center here takes about an hour and a half even if speeding, who on earth is Song Yue referring to, describing him as god-like, making them curious even in a tense situation.

Song Yue was about to speak when a white star point suddenly appeared on the locator before him.

His expression immediately turned solemn, feeling rare excitement and nervousness.

He’s going to meet the famous President Fei on Heaven Gate Network!!

If the situation wasn’t off now, he’d really want to jump up and search the mountains.

Song Yue moved his neck, just about to look back when a slightly hoarse, deep, calm voice came through the mini earphone.

"I’ve disarmed the bombs behind you, go."

The tone was steady and composed, finishing with no further comment.

Song Yue was taken aback, swiftly getting up from the grass, thinking for two seconds, and directly flashing behind a pine tree to hide, completely concealing his presence.

Chen Qi and others: ???

What’s happening?? Where is Brother Yue going??

On the other side.

Song Yue restrained his presence behind the pine, eyes searching around, knowing that the short stretch he just crossed has buried sensor bombs, which failed to explode when he crossed earlier, evidently already dismantled by someone else.

Song Yue was secretly alarmed.

The bombs were placed very close to them, he considers himself very talented in concealment, yet even till now, he has not felt another presence in this place.

Looking at the locator, the red and white points are overlapping.

Song Yue was extremely alert, even more so than in training camp, trying hard to sense and search, but still found nothing, he wiped his face, helplessly murmured, "President Fei, I’ll call you daddy, daddy where are you?"

"Above your head."

Without the crude unusable voice changer, without the earphone, the voice became clearer, overt with a lazy tone, the end slightly lifted, like a hook scratching one’s heart.

Song Yue raised his head suddenly.

The pine was quite tall, from Song Yue’s angle, only a long leg wrapped in work pants could be seen, lazily swinging mid-air, then the long leg jumped down before him.

Silently, the surrounding air without a ripple.

The person looked up, close enough for Song Yue to see her eye color, deep dark pupils, beautifully contoured like a fox, exotic, with a hint of red at the corners, stained with ingrained violence.

The lower half of the face covered by a mask, wearing a smog-blue sweatshirt, loosely revealing large patches of cold white skin at the side of the neck, with collarbones faintly visible.

Song Yue blinked, pointing at the tall and slender figure before him, asking incredulously, "Pre-President Fei?"

Can’t blame his shock, the kind of shock as if the sky fell.

He couldn’t imagine that the elusive, reputed ’Your Dad Carries You to Victory’ on Heaven Gate Network is such a slender boy?!

Song Yue was on the verge of collapse but still asked persistently, "Are you really President Fei?"

Rong Zhi’s brows rose slightly, flicked her hat brim, allowing Song Yue to see the locator lightly hanging from her little finger.

Song Yue: I’m shattered.

Rong Zhi leisurely put away the locator and asked, "Where are they?"

She had told them the bombs were dismantled to move, why was he the only one here?

Song Yue lowered his voice to cough twice, not yet returned from the shattered worldview, drifted, "I haven’t notified them yet."

Rong Zhi said calmly, "Let them leave first, the police team isn’t arriving anytime soon."

Returning to the action, Song Yue’s stern brows furrowed, "Something happened?"

"Car accident on the road," Rong Zhi replied calmly, "Are they all in the wooden house?"

Song Yue knew she was asking about the traffickers, nodding, "Yes, but they have many hostages and heavy weapons, not suitable for a direct assault."

The hostages are those kidnapped children, many, all inside that wooden house. If they were to force the entrance, those ruthless traffickers would definitely kill on the spot.

Rong Zhi assessed the strength of both sides, calmly instructed, "Wait for me outside, I’ll loop around and infiltrate from the back."