Cette malédiction est juste géniale - Chapitre 343

“Cette… so many.”

Looking at the pile of ‘cultivation techniques’ in Zhen Congming’s hand, Chen Yu stood rooted to the ground, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The ‘happiness’ came too suddenly, and he couldn’t control it anymore…

“Pas beaucoup.” Zhen Congming was gratified. “Since the last time we saw each other, I’ve completely understood. How vast are the world’s martial arts? But how many books can be used to ‘alert’ le monde?”

“…” Debout là-bas, Chen Yu was so moved that his lips trembled. “Mon inventaire est anormal. Professeur, you’re really a hero of mankind.”

“I don’t deserve to be called a hero.” Zhen Congming let out a long sigh. “But I did make up for the gap in the level of our country’s warriors that can not be lowered.”

“De 2 Sa flamme peut absorber d'autres flammes ou énergie pour évoluer 1, Sa flamme peut absorber d'autres flammes ou énergie pour évoluer 8 Sa flamme peut absorber d'autres flammes ou énergie pour évoluer 7, you’ve studied all of this. which means…”

“C'est vrai.” Zhen Congming said seriously, “As long as you cultivate this technique, you can drop a Level 8 warrior to Level 1!”

“Impressionnant!!!”

Chen Yu shouted excitedly and turned to look at the three women. “Voyez-vous cela? What is a hero? Serving the country and the people? How sad is it for the country to kill such a talent? The people should kneel down and thank him!”

Chen Siwen was silent for a long time. “I think the people should shoot him…”

Bahuang Yao: “…Oui.”

The smile on Zhen Congming’s face gradually disappeared.

“Bullsh * t! If you don’t know how to speak, fermez-la.”

Chen Siwen: “Oui, it shouldn’t be shot… It’s better to be shot.”

Bahuang Yao: “…Oui.”

“Scram, bousculer, scram.”

Chen Yu pushed the two out of the house impatiently and turned around to hold Zhen Congming’s hand. Il soupira. “The education level of the people is still not enough.”

“Je comprends.” Zhen Congming closed his eyes. “Geniuses are always lonely.”

“You are not lonely. You still have me.”

“Oui. This is the reason why I persevered.”

Avec une expression sérieuse, Zhen Congming handed the six ‘godly skills’ to Chen Yu. “Chen Yu, take the book!”

Entendre ça, Chen Yu became alert. He rubbed his hands on his pants and took the book respectfully.

The six books were in his hands.

They were as heavy as gold!

“This is the inheritance and medium of mankind…”

Chen Yu choked, “This is the medium of civilization!”

“Oui.” Chen Siwen sighed outside, “If this set of books is passed on, civilization will be lost.”

Chen Yu: “…”

Zhen Congming: “…”

Bahuang Yao: “…Oui.”

Claquer!

Chen Yu was furious and closed the door.

En dehors de la maison.

Chen Siwen and Bahuang Yao took two steps back and looked at each other. “Only a psychopath would research something like this, droite?”

Bahuang Yao: “…Oui.”

“That’s very strange.” Chen Siwen crossed her arms and fell into deep thought. “Chen Yu came all the way from Qingcheng just for a few lousy books?”

Bahuang Yao crossed her arms and fell into deep thought. “…Oui.”

“Can you stop saying ‘yes’?”

“Oui.”

Chen Siwen: “Oui, Oui, Oui!”

“Oui?”

“Oui, Oui, Oui…”

Bahuang Yao: “…”

…

Dans la maison.

Chen Yu opened his backpack and put the six godly books into it.

He sat opposite Zhen Congming and continued to talk.

“C'est dommage.” Zhen Congming poured tea for each other and shook his head, “Because my realm is too low, I don’t understand how a Level 8 warrior can break through to Level 9, so I can’t make a cultivation technique that drops from 9 to 8.”

“Professeur, you don’t have to be so hard on yourself. You’ve done enough for humans.”

“Those who can do more work. Viens, cheers.”

“Professeur… the water is boiling.”

“Oh, then let’s drink one-fifth of the cup.”

“Acclamations!”

Dang~

The two cups collided and four-fifths were spilled.

The remaining one-fifth was drunk in one gulp.

The two looked at each other and smiled without saying anything.

“Professeur.”

Poser la tasse de thé, Chen Yu glanced around the dilapidated house and asked, “Do you have any plans for the next step?”

“L'étape suivante…” Zhen Congming frowned slightly. He followed Chen Yu’s gaze and also glanced at the house. Il secoua la tête, “Non. After I was expelled from Tsinghua University, everyone in the scientific research world knows me. It’s hard for me to work in any university anymore.”

“Then come to my place,” Chen Yu said seriously.

The reason why he didn’t ‘advance’ after getting the cultivation technique was to bring Zhen Congming, the ‘national treasure’, avec lui.

With Zhen Congming’s help, his mother didn’t have to worry about his lack of ‘martial arts’ plus…

“Professeur.”

Avec cette pensée, Chen Yu held Zhen Congming’s hands tightly. His tone was sincere. “Monsieur. Lu Xun once said that a wise woman can not cook without rice. It’s true that you’re a genius, but without sufficient funds and research resources, you’re just wasting precious time and talent.”

“…Je comprends.” Zhen Congming poured tea for the two of them again, wanting to say something but hesitating.

“Professeur, Qu'est-ce que tu veux dire? Dites-le simplement.”

“Xiao Yu, I understand how much you value me. But judging from your clothes and your sister’s condition, you don’t seem to be very rich. Researching cultivation techniques is very expensive.”

“Tu n'as pas à t'inquiéter pour ça. Professeur, money is never a problem. I have a financial backer here.”

“Financial backer?”

“Oui.” Chen Yu nodded. “She came with us too.”

“À propos d'elle?”

“She’s been kidnapped. She might only appear a few days later.”

Zhen Congming: “…”

“Don’t worry about her. You don’t have to worry about money anyway. You can do whatever you want.”

“Xiao Yu, an investor isn’t a philanthropist. You know what we’re researching is hard to make a profit at the moment.”

“Professeur.” Chen Yu cut him off. “Remember our identities. We are Du Pu, Yu Lian, Picasso, Kato Ying, Einstein, Vasily Grossman… but we are not capitalists. Profit has never been our goal. It is our mission to contribute to humanity.”

Zhen Congming said, “It seems that some strange people have sneaked in.”

“Don’t mind the details.” Chen Yu waved his hand and said seriously, “Professeur, please join my team.”

“…Xiao Yu, Je vais te dire la vérité. I actually…”

“Are you going to refuse?”

“I actually… have been waiting for this day!”

Entendre ça, Chen Yu was lost in thought for a moment.

“Viens.” Zhen Congming picked up the teacup and said in a strong voice, “Xiao Yu, to humans!”

“…Oui. To humans.”

…

Craquer…

The rusty door was pushed open slowly.

Duan Ye walked into the room with the assassin and looked around.

“Is the information correct?” Duan Ye walked to the coffee table and picked up a used disposable paper cup. He looked at the assassin behind him and asked, “Chen Yu and the others stayed in this shabby place last night?”

“Cela ne peut pas être faux.” The assassin lifted his hood and said expressionlessly, “You think this place is shabby, but this hotel is the best suite in Zang City.”

“Search.” Duan Ye nodded. He put down the paper cup and pushed open the wooden door of the master bedroom. He saw the quilt on the bed that had not been folded yet.

“Chen Yu slept here last night.”

Comme il murmurait, he put his hand into the quilt and raised his eyebrows. “It seems that he has just left and the quilt is still warm.”

Dès qu'il a dit que, the person in the quilt was so scared that she immediately crawled out and ran away.

Duan Ye: “??”

The assassin: “???”

“Rapide… Rapide… Rapide, attrappe-la!”

Duan Ye was the first to react and chased after her.

The assassin behind him also came back to his senses and erupted with a Level 6 un groupe de zombies a entendu le bruit du camion et a couru avec. He caught up from behind and stretched out his hand, catching the other party cleanly and lifting her into the air.

“C'est toi?!” Duan Ye was shocked.

Ma Li: “…”

Duan Ye: “…”

Ma Li: “…Burp.”

“Ma Li.” The two of them looked at each other in silence for a long time before Duan Ye said, “You also came with Chen Yu?”

“tu oses me défier” Glancing at the murderous assassin, Ma Li decisively denied, “I was kidnapped and sold here. Are you looking for trouble with Chen Yu? I can lead the way.”

Duan Ye: “…”

“We share a common enemy, are in cahoots, sleep with cats and mice, seek the skin of tigers, and be tortured by accomplices…”

“Tais-toi.”

Ma Li :”…”

“Déposez-la,” Duan Ye said.

The assassin nodded, released Ma Li, and stood behind Duan Ye. Puis, il a été soudainement abasourdi.

‘Aren’t I spying on him? When did I become his subordinate?’

Duan Ye didn’t know what the assassin was thinking.

He brought the nervous Ma Li back to the living room, assis, et a demandé, “Ma Li, do you still know me?”

“Frère Duan, I can’t forget you even if I forget someone.” Ma Li looked pitiful. “Vous ne le savez peut-être pas, but during the Global University Tournament, there was someone who had a crush on…”

“Oh?” Duan Ye was slightly stunned and scratched his head. “Is it Chen Yu?”

Ma Li: “…”

“If it isn’t him, you don’t need to say anything. Let’s hurry up and talk about business.”

Ma Li: “…Let’s talk about business.”

“D'accord.” Duan Ye leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice. “Why did you come to a remote Tibetan area?”

“Do you want to hear something that will make you satisfied or something that will make you dissatisfied?”

“Je veux entendre la vérité.”

“La vérité… you might not be satisfied.”

“Then I want to hear the truth.” Duan Ye’s tone turned cold. “Why did Chen Yu come here?”

Ma Li: “Je ne sais pas.”

“Ma Li. I don’t want to hear the words ‘I don’t know’.”

“Oh, then I know.” Ma Li was serious. “Chen Yu didn’t come to the Tibetan area for a simple tour. He seemed to have a super big plan, but he didn’t reveal any clues. I’m still investigating.”

Duan Ye: “…Je veux entendre la vérité.”

Ma Li: “Puis, Je ne sais pas.”

Fissure.

Duan Ye waved his hand and conjured a desert eagle. He made a spear move and pressed it against Ma Li’s temple. “I don’t want to hear ‘don’t know’.”

“…Sob.” Ma Li was about to cry.

“Since you’re so stubborn.” Duan Ye stood up. Ses yeux étaient remplis d'intention de tuer. He took off his coat and unfastened his belt. He looked at the assassin behind him. “You step back first. I want to give this woman some yellow… color to taste.”

The assassin hesitated. “Mais…”

“Not only will you leave, you have to stay away from me. Chen Yu may come back at any time. Don’t interfere with my next plan.”

Entendre ça, the assassin remembered the instructions of the ‘leader.’ He hesitated for a moment before nodding. “D'accord. You take care of your own safety.”

“D'accord.”

Duan Ye made an ‘okay’ geste.

The assassin looked deeply at Duan Ye and Ma Li before turning around and leaving. He disappeared at the corner of the house.

Duan Ye kept his belt on and asked, “Ma Li, there are no outsiders now. Que sais-tu exactement? Dites-moi. Se souvenir, cover your mouth with your hands to prevent your lips from leaking.”

Ma Li spread her hands in grievance. “Duan Ye, tu me connais. I’m the most professional traitor. If I really knew, I would tell you immediately.”

“Puis… where is Chen Yu now?”

“Je ne sais pas.”

“Which direction did they go?”

“Je ne sais pas.”

“How did they go? Who did they bring?”

“Je ne sais pas.”

“When will your period come?”

“je ne sais pas… Ah?”

“I’ll bleed you in advance!” Duan Ye roared. “What the h*ll do you know?!”

Ma Li huddled up in fear. “je… I know financial derivatives, currency banking, risk management, econometrics, Japanese drama series, mathematical finance, investment banking, actuarial principles…”

Duan Ye: “Have you tasted death?”

“Non, I heard that sh*t is a little bitter.”

…

“That stationery store really has something going on.”

Driving the old pickup truck, Chen Yu controlled the steering wheel and fell into deep thought.

A professor who had concealed his identity could be easily found out by the other party. This kind of ‘supernatural power’ was really beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

“…There’s a problem.”

“Since that stationery store knows such a secret, then my secret…”

Penser jusqu'à ce point, a cold light flashed in the depths of Chen Yu’s eyes.

“It seems that I have to pay more attention to her in the future.”

“Frère Yu, what are you mumbling about?” Bahuang Yao, who was sitting in the back row, couldn’t help but ask curiously, “What attention?”

“Rien, don’t worry about it.”

“Oh, Frère Yu.”

“Parler.”

“Aren’t we going to bring that old professor? Why isn’t he in the car?”

“Il n'y a pas d'urgence.” Chen Yu stepped on the brakes lightly and controlled his speed. “We’re not going back to Qingcheng for the time being. We still have some matters to deal with in the Tibetan area. Once everything is settled, we’ll bring him along.”

“Oh.” The young girl nodded and leaned back in her chair without making a sound.

BB next to her spoke again. “Mon Seigneur.”

“Parler.”

“Can I learn this kind of kung fu that you guys have learned?”

“Non. Tu es trop jeune.”

“Je suis 684 ans.”

Chen Yu slapped his head.

He suddenly realized BB’s true identity.

This was a real humanoid battle robot.

It had turned into a little girl because of Origin’s small actions back then…

“If that’s the case.” Chen Yu raised his head and looked BB up and down through the rearview mirror in the car. “Tu peux essayer. But I estimate that there’s a 99% chance that you won’t be able to learn it.”

“It’s best if I can learn it. It doesn’t matter if I can’t learn it.” Sitting on the seat, BB swung her short legs.

“D'accord.”

The car was silent again.

Other than the friction of the tires, Chen Siwen could only be heard panting at the back of the car.

Une dizaine de minutes plus tard.

Chen Yu stepped on the brakes and pressed the horn.

“Charlatan, quack!”

Chen Siwen, who was pushing the car, immediately let go and sat on the ground, à bout de souffle. “Even the donkey of the production team doesn’t dare to push like this…”

“Sœur, you’ve worked hard.” Pushing the door open, Chen Yu threw out a piece of milk candy. “Mange le.”

Pennsylvanie.

Catching the candy with both hands, Chen Siwen’s face turned black. “A candy for a hundred… hundred kilometers?”

“Allons-y, everyone follow me into the house.”

Picking up the backpack that contained the entire set of ‘cultivation techniques’, Chen Yu got out of the car. Looking at Chen Siwen, il s'est frotté les mains. “I’m happy today. I’ll personally be the head chef to reward everyone.”

“…”

The three ladies who were about to respond were suddenly stunned. Their gazes were all fixed on the main entrance of the hotel.

Sensing the sudden change in the atmosphere, Chen Yu’s heart tightened. He gripped his backpack tightly and followed the gazes of the crowd.

He saw a familiar figure behind the stained glass door staring at him.

“….Duan Ye.”