Chapter 3 Uncle Wang is really a good person

As a bionic human with a chip, Misty Fir's IQ was not considered surprisingly high, and the chip's computing power was limited, not even comparable to an ordinary computer.

　　But the basic ability to forget everything was still there.

　　She rummaged through the reference answers for this set of papers from her memory, hacking and slashing her way through them, and finally getting stuck on the essay.

　　There is no answer to the essay, although there is a complete set of questions and analysis of the intention, but also enough fog fir meditation, and then solemnly answer.

　　Handwriting neatly like a schoolboy, the wording is also dry, the most you can do is not biased.

　　After writing 800 words, the hand-in bell rang.

　　Although the last paragraph was still missing, she also honestly put down her pen, not without despondency, followed the other candidates out. When she left the room, she glanced at the invigilator and saw him slumped in his chair with a lifeless look on his face.

　　The other party did not pursue her for being late, Misty Fir is still quite a good feeling, emotional logic judgment results in concern.

　　So she stopped at the door and asked with concern, "Is the teacher not feeling well?"

　　The familiar voice caused Wang Bingzhu to tremble, and after a moment, she lifted her hand breathlessly, signaling that she was fine.

　　Projecting bug eggs was also energy consuming, and after a dozen fruitless projections, the remaining xenomorph energy in his body was barely enough to maintain this fake skin.

　　As soon as Misty Fir left, he immediately fished out the last tonic, hesitated, and drank it.

　　Language is only the first subject, it's normal to fail, maybe Misty Fir is worrying about the other three subjects in his heart. Don't act rashly next, wait until tomorrow after the last subject.

　　He made up his mind, helped the lecture table to get up, and began to pack up the exam papers.

　　Contrary to Wang Bingzhu, after an exam, the fog fir power increased instead of decreasing.

　　From 28%, it went all the way up to 41%, and the spirit was 100 percent!

　　This is the power of emotions ah, oh no, to be precise, this is the power of confidence ah!

　　That simulation paper had indeed given Misty Fir an unprecedented level of confidence - a milestone emotional simulation!

　　Walking majestically into the cafeteria, it was a pity that she had no friends to share her joy.

　　Most of the candidates chose to go out to eat with their parents, and the cafeteria was sparsely populated. Misty Fir searched around and didn't find Chai Yuzheng, and as for the others, they avoided her as soon as they saw her approaching.

　　Misty thought it was normal, a transfer student.

　　She only transferred to this school two months ago, including herself, her classmates are busy preparing for exams, where to make friends.

　　After eating, she took out her math materials and looked at them for a while, and then she had a flash of insight.

　　That betting on a hundred percent of the question paper, not only has the language, but a whole set!

　　Although she didn't bring it here, it was all in her head!

　　Misty Fir immediately put down the materials in her hands, closed her eyes, and thought back carefully.

　　The same stay in the cafeteria to review a lot of candidates, just no one knows, they gnawed on the previous year's questions, and fog fir, is gnawing on this year's questions that have not been unpacked.

　　At three o'clock in the afternoon, the math test started on time.

　　Sure enough!

　　The hit rate of betting on the questions is 100% again!

　　Misty Fir was overjoyed, and then more and more confident. Language and essay this open question test, math are "1 is 1, 2 is 2", the only difficulty ...... is that some mathematical symbols are more difficult to draw only.

　　Indeed, it is more difficult to draw, hand in hand with the reference answer, fog cedar also only ten minutes ahead of time to finish.

　　The Internet says it is best not to hand in the paper early, to double-check the answer card once again, so as to avoid mistakes and omissions.

　　Misty ῳ*Ɩ ῳ杉 thought deeply.

　　The power continued to climb in the morning, but in the afternoon it was gone, and she didn't feel sorry about it, because it just verified her judgment that not every emotional simulation would increase the power.

　　It would take harder training to do that!

　　She happily handed in her paper, letting her soaring emotions carry through her body, and flew happily out of the exam center in front of everyone.

　　But then she bumped into Chai Yuqing at the school entrance.

　　"Yuqing!" Misty Fir ran over to pull her hand, and was subconsciously dodged by the other party, "You're so fast too!"

　　At this time, they were the only two candidates at the school entrance, and many of the parents were attracted to Misty Fir's attention with complicated eyes.

　　Chai Yuqing was uncomfortable, thinking that Misty Suen said she turned in her papers early, and replied sharply, "I don't want to come out crowded with others."

　　After saying that, she stifled her head and walked out.

　　"Are you taking the bus back? Let's join together then!"

　　"By the way, how did you do on the exam ah ...... Oh, sorry sorry sorry, the internet says that you can't ask after just finishing the exam, it affects your mood, I won't ask."

　　"Chai Yuqing, I didn't see you in the cafeteria at noon ah, you didn't eat?"

　　Misty Fir circled around like a bee.

　　Chai Yuqing couldn't help herself, and while speeding up her steps, she whispered, "Can you keep your voice down?"

　　"Oh ......"

　　At this time, another person caught up, "Misty Fir."

　　"Uncle Wang, you're still here?"

　　"I was going to leave, but when I saw that everyone had their parents waiting, I thought you were alone, and since there was nothing important anyway, I waited for you to finish your exams."

　　"Uncle Wang is so nice! Can you drive Chai Yuqing home together ah, she lives next door to me ......"

　　Misty Fir said in a daze, where was anyone else beside her, Chai Yuqing almost trotted away.

　　Wang Bingzhu's mouth responded, but his eyes looked in the opposite direction, and met the line of sight with Lu Si who had just walked out of the school gate.

　　He hooked up the corner of his mouth.

　　Quite bold, a puppet raised by Yang Qin?

　　Lü Si was unmoved, and his eyes turned to land on Misty Fir.

　　Mixed with foreign insects, no wonder it is so thin and so ...... annoying.

　　Xiong Changhong walked over and fawned, "I probably looked at today s test questions, it is quite difficult for ordinary people, but it must be easy ...... for you! That person?"

　　Following Lu Si's gaze, he saw Wang Bingzhu and inexplicably felt a trace of familiarity.

　　"It's him." Lu Si said, "He doesn't have the guts to cause trouble here, don't bother."

　　Xiong Changhong nodded repeatedly and sucked in another breath of cool air, "That's not Misty Fir?"

　　Lu Si lightly grunted, "It's just a puppet."

　　Looking at that emaciated appearance, I think the brain is no longer a worm egg, but a larva with a solid body, and it won't be long before it loses itself and is sucked dry of all its blood by the larva.

　　Excessive emotional outward mobility, deserved this result.

　　Misty Fir didn't care what Lu Si was thinking, she didn't even see Lu Si and just sighed.

　　The only person she could make friends with, Chai Yuqing, seemed to have been avoiding herself.

　　The emotion that was simulated at this time was called loss.

　　Wang Bingzhu only thought that she was worried about tomorrow's exam and comforted, "Don't worry, tomorrow will be fine too."

　　Wang Bingzhu not only sends Muisu home, but also invites her to a restaurant to eat a nutritious meal.

　　Misty Fir adhered to the principle of "equal exchange", but because she didn't have anything to repay, she could only thank him profusely. After a series of emotional simulations, the power level jumped by 1%, 1%, and the cumulative increase was 4%.

　　The law of transforming emotions into electricity was once again verified.

　　She was used to it, but Wang Bingzhu was keenly aware of the energy fluctuations in the air, and a cold eye swept across the restaurant, which was all quiet for a few moments.

　　The four xenomorphs scattered everywhere, honestly shifted their sights.

　　After finishing the meal it was already completely dark, Misty Fir once again thanked Wang Bingzhu and walked towards home.

　　The restaurant is not far from home, go up a gentle slope, then turn left, an old three-story building is her home. Of course, not the whole building, just one of the old and poorly decorated house.

　　The old building has a small courtyard, fog cedar into the courtyard door, next to the cold ringing sound of wine bottles fall to the ground when the sound.

　　According to reason, emotional judgment logic should give the result of "shock", but Misty has long been used to it.

　　She looked over to the big rock by the fence, which still had the same drunken uncle on it.

　　"Uncle!" Misty Fir jumped over, "Good evening, have you eaten?"

　　The drunkard uncle was confused, as if he didn't hear.

　　Misty, as usual, put the bottle back on its feet and said, "Uncle, you need to wear shoes, in case the bottle breaks, you'll get your foot stuck!"

　　The old man was still dizzy and didn't hear.

　　Only when Misty Sugi stomped into the building did he open his eyes, pick up the bottle, and walk towards the broken shack in the corner.

　　"Back ......"

　　His faintly audible murmur drifted away into the early summer night air.

　　Misty Sugi carefully set up her shoes, not even bothering to put on her slippers, and hurried toward the corner of the living room.

　　After a bit of rummaging on the desk, he finally found the set of practice papers. The handwriting on it was messy, the black color was the wrong answers when she was doing the questions, the red color was the markings she wrote down when she was comparing with the reference answers, it was so dense that it was hard to read the original questions at this moment.

　　But it's okay, the blank paper is clearly stored in her head.

　　Fortunately, at that time did not suffer a blow, insisted on finishing the set of papers, or empty topics without reference answers, today will be in vain.

　　But ...... where did you buy this set of papers?

　　Misty Fir recalled for a long time, and her eyes lit up.

　　Uncle Wang!

　　It wasn't bought, but one of the four sets of papers that Uncle Wang had sent!

　　"Uncle Wang is really a good person!" Misty Fir heartily lamented.

　　At this moment, Good Man Wang was in a remote alley not far from each other, the flashlight's light spot enveloping a dried corpse.

　　He reached out and pushed, and the corpse kept its kneeling position and tumbled to the ground, revealing the large, ghastly hole in its forehead, and underneath the hole, a face that had been seen several times.

　　"Li Tianyin?"

　　"It's him." Mali Yun said, "The guild notified the lord in the afternoon, saying that the surveillance here had been sabotaged, and the lord sent me to check, which is how I found Li Tianyin dead here."

　　She was about to say something.

　　Wang Bingzhu: "Speak."

　　Ma Li Yun: "In the morning when you talked to the lord, Li Tianyin also came over to find the lord, and probably ...... heard your conversation. After going out, he asked me about Misty Fir, I didn't care, so ......"

　　Halfway through the words, suddenly was Wang Bingzhu grabbed the collar.

　　"You told him? Don't you know that Li Tianyin begged the lord to take him in several times and was rejected by the lord? The desperate kind has no sense to speak of, if he directly kills Misty Fir to vent his anger, can you bear the consequences? Even if I don't do it, the lord will eat you alive!"

　　"I, I just casually perfunctorily ......" Mali Yun sensed the energy fluctuation emanating from Wang Bingzhu's body, which dared to lie, "Really! Besides, isn't Misty Fir fine, instead, Li Tianyin died ......"

　　From the results, it was indeed true.

　　Li Tianyin didn't threaten Misty Fir and never will again.

　　Wang Bingzhu pushed her against the wall, and the stupid tentacles on the back of her neck retracted under her skin.

　　Mali Yun rubbed her neck and still voiced her worries, "Li Tianyin just inquired about Misty Sugi and died right near Misty Sugi's house, would it be too much of a coincidence? What do you say, should we report it to the guild and have the guild send someone to investigate? At the very least, check the nearby surveillance ......"

　　"You think Misty Sugi killed Li Tianyin?" Wang Bingzhu only felt amused, "Let me ask you, is Misty Fir a xenomorph?"

　　"...... No."

　　"Is it a commissioner of the control center, or an investigating officer?"

　　"Also, no."

　　"Then where did she get the ability to kill Li Tianyin? With Li Tianyin's 'annoyed' emotional psychic ability, walking into his bug domain, even we would have a hard time killing him, not to mention ordinary humans who are defenseless against mental contamination?"

　　Wang Bingzhu asked Ma Li Yun dumbfounded, after a pause coldly snorted, "Control yourself, it's fine to make others suspicious, make yourself suspicious, sooner or later you will become someone else's dish."

　　He held up his glasses, reflecting the beam of the flashlight on the lens, and the body curled up in the beam.

　　"The wandering xenomorphs don't even bother with the guild, so if they're dead, they're dead. Dispose of it quietly and don't alert anyone."

　　"Not sending it to the control center so they can punch their performance?"

　　"Can't you see I'm busy? I'm not in the mood to deal with those commissioners."

　　His expression of impatience made Ma Li Yun not dare to retort.

　　However, Ma Li Yun's eyes kept shifting uneasily from side to side, always feeling that Wang Bingzhu's seemingly sensible analysis was not quite right somewhere.

　　Wang Bingzhu at first did not notice, sleep to the second half of the night woke up, also feel a trace of strange.

　　Waiting for the next morning outside the old building to receive the fog cedar, he also could not help but stare at the fog cedar repeatedly.

　　Misty Fir didn't notice anything strange because of that set of papers, excitedly thanked Wang Bingzhu, and proceeded to describe yesterday's roller coaster ride.

　　At the end, he took the initiative to press Wang Bingzhu's hand and thanked him once again, "Uncle Wang, really Mrs. Thank you so much!"

　　Wang Bingzhu returned to his senses and smiled, "It's good to be able to help you."

　　Yes, a high school student who only has exams in his eyes is just a high school student, how can he kill someone, and kill the alien bugs that everyone's color changes.

　　Perhaps he was too weak and was affected by Mali Yun's "suspicious" emotional ability.

　　However, once again noticed that Wang Bingzhu's hand was unusually cold, Misty Fir, then said: "Uncle Wang, you can take good care of your health ah!"

　　A chill ran up Wang Bingzhu's spine.