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Chapter 294 Visiting the University!

"Can the Azure Dragon do it?"

"The Azure Dragon's spatial folding module can create dimensional cracks."

There was a light in Zhang Yan's eyes that Nie Qingcheng rarely saw.

It wasn't anger, nor anxiety; it was a resolute decision made after extremely calm and calculated actions.

"If I could open a dimensional rift large enough on the battlefield, and then use the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship's 100% absorption rate to pull the Void into it..."

He didn't finish speaking.

Nie Qingcheng finished speaking for him: "You need to lock it in a cage from which it can't get out."

"right."

There was silence for a few seconds.

Then Nie Qingcheng stretched out her leg and touched Zhang Yan's thigh with her toe.

"I'll investigate the matter of the Void Crystal."

"You might not have the channels either..."

"Zhang Yan".

Nie Qingcheng interrupted him.

"Qingcheng International has partners in 72 countries around the world, covering mining, military industry, deep-sea exploration, and aerospace materials."

"You just need to tell me what this thing looks like and what its characteristics are."

"Leave the rest to me."

Zhang Yan looked at her.

The woman was wearing a semi-transparent silk nightgown, sitting cross-legged in the corner of the sofa, holding a glass of red wine, her hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her face without makeup.

But her gaze was more intense than any mecha's.

"Okay." Zhang Yan nodded.

Nie Qingcheng put down her wine glass, moved over from the other end of the sofa, and leaned into his arms.

"Eight months, right?"

"At most eight months."

That's enough.

Nie Qingcheng closed her eyes.

"We didn't get through anything."

Zhang Yan lowered his head and touched the top of her head with his lips.

He didn't say anything.

But he tightened his grip a little.

……

At two o'clock in the morning, Nie Qingcheng fell asleep, and Zhang Yan carried her back to the bedroom.

He didn't lie down.

Back in the living room, I opened the system panel and started doing one thing—recalculating the energy absorption and dissipation ratio of the Heart of Heaven in each kill.

From the Tengshe of Changbai Mountain, to the ruins of the East China Sea, to the nest of the Golden Triangle, to the S-class abomination fusion on the isolated island, to the fourteen B-class enemies last night.

I remember every single piece of data clearly.

The accounting results came out at 3:17 a.m.

The total amount dissipated was 12 percent higher than he had estimated.

In other words, the energy that Xu obtained from him for free was more than he had imagined.

Zhang Yan stared at that number for a long time.

Then he turned off the panel, picked up his phone, and sent Qin Xiao an encrypted message:

"From now on, all cleanup missions of the Ruins' Familiars are suspended; they will be killed directly."

"We will switch to using the Heavenly Craftsmanship Disc for extracting energy from living organisms, absorbing the energy first, and then processing it."

"We can't let them take one for free."

After sending the message, he went to the balcony.

The lights on the Jinghai Lake were sparse late at night, with a few navigation lights flickering on the sea in the distance.

Eight months.

His fingers have stopped trembling.

Nie Xiaorou's third day in Jinghai. Her last day.

She rushed downstairs early in the morning and found that Zhang Yan had already prepared scallion oil noodles and soft-boiled eggs.

"Brother-in-law, are you still awake?"

"Going to sleep."

"You're lying, your eyes are bloodshot."

"The noodles are cold."

Nie Xiaorou stopped talking and sat down to eat. After a couple of bites, she suddenly looked up and asked, "Are we really not going to the beach today?"

Zhang Yan is packing a lunchbox for Nie Qingcheng.

"You have four hours to catch the high-speed train at 1 p.m.

"Is four hours enough to get to the beach?"

"Enough for a couple of laps around the park downstairs."

"That's so boring!"

Zhang Yan closed the lunchbox and put it into an insulated bag.

"Where do you want to go?"

Nie Xiaorou's eyes darted around: "That thing you mentioned last time... the kind of thing you showed me at the old house, do you have any new ones?"

Zhang Yan glanced at her.

This girl has an amazing memory.

"no."

I don't believe it.

Believe it or not, wash the dishes after you finish eating the noodles.

Nie Qingcheng came downstairs, wearing that black suit dress, her makeup was exquisite.

Zhang Yan handed over the lunchbox and honey grapefruit tea.

"Don't eat out for lunch."

"Um."

The two whispered a few words in the entryway, but Nie Xiaorou couldn't hear them clearly even though she was straining her ears.

All that was seen was Zhang Yan bending down and whispering something in Nie Qingcheng's ear. Nie Qingcheng's expression changed slightly, and then she nodded.

Then Nie Qingcheng went out.

Mechanical puppets followed behind.

Zhang Yan turned around and looked at Nie Xiaorou, who was squatting on the ground tying her shoelaces.

"I'll take you somewhere."

"where?"

"It's not by the sea, but you won't be disappointed."

……

Zhang Yan took her to Jiangda University.

Nie Xiaorou stood in front of the gate of Jianghai University, looking up at the stone tablet engraved with the school's name, and didn't react for a moment.

"You're showing me around the university?"

You'll be a senior in high school next year.

Zhang Yan walked in front.

"Take a look beforehand."

"I'm not taking the exam here..."

"Ranked among the top three in mechanical engineering nationwide, with outstanding faculty—"

"Alright, alright, I'm not studying mechanical engineering anyway."

Nie Xiaorou jogged to catch up.

"I want to study design."

Zhang Yan stopped in his tracks.

This was the first time he had heard Nie Xiaorou seriously say what she wanted to do.

It's not about "I want to eat," "I want to play," or "I want to buy," but a concrete answer about the future.

"What design?"

"Fashion design".

Nie Xiaorou was unusually a little embarrassed.

"Well... I drew some sketches myself, but I haven't shown them to anyone yet."

Zhang Yan nodded: "Send it to me when you get back and finish drawing it."

"You don't understand design at all—"

"I don't understand, but your sister does."

"She knows at least three chief designers from top international brands. I asked her to help you see if you're qualified."

Nie Xiaorou's eyes widened.

Zhang Yan ignored her expression and continued walking forward.

The campus was quiet; there weren't many students during the summer vacation.

Zhang Yan led her through the teaching building, the library, and the tree-lined path.

Nie Xiaorou became noticeably quieter, no longer chattering away, but instead intently observing everything around her.

As they passed the mechanical engineering lab building, Zhang Yan pointed and said, "This is where I have my classes."

"Is this the place where you fought that Japanese guy?"

"That's the lecture hall, it's at the back."

"Take me to see it."

Zhang Yan took her there.

The doors to the lecture hall were locked, but the seats and podium could be seen through the glass windows.

Zhang Yan stood in the corridor for a few seconds, recalling Tanaka's face that day and the shockwave that shook the entire stadium when "Tiger" landed.

"Brother-in-law."

"Um?"

Nie Xiaorou leaned against the wall with her hands behind her back.

"Are you doing something very important?"

Zhang Yan turned to look at her.

"I mean..."

Nie Xiaorou bit her lip.

"You always disappear suddenly, and your sister is always very worried. Qin Xiao next to you looks at you like he's looking at a superior officer."

"What you're doing is dangerous, isn't it?"

This girl.

Zhang Yan neither denied nor admitted it.

"Did your sister say anything to you?"

"No, my sister didn't tell me anything." Nie Xiaorou's voice lowered.

"But I'm not stupid."

There was silence for a few seconds.

"You'll find out later," Zhang Yan said. "You don't need to know now."