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Chapter 219 - 217, Why did it suddenly start to get hot? (Third Update)_1

Chapter 219: 217, Why did it suddenly start to get hot? (Third Update)_1

Wang grumbled about Ren He’s unusual whereabouts, which actually stemmed from Ren He’s after-school activities—developing an online murder mystery game with all the club members.

They faced challenges during development, for being brilliant students at No.4 Middle School didn’t mean they were invincible; it was normal to encounter code they couldn’t write. Instead of taking time to do further research, Ren He simply pulled Xu Nuo into their communication app group, telling him to keep his identity a secret while directly solving some minor issues on the spot.

Xu Nuo might have been naive before, but after working on Kunlun and Dota, he had quickly grown more skilled. He was a prodigy in programming—few of his peers could match him, which is why he earned a reputation simply by helping his cousin with some tasks.

Sometimes, within the Qinghe Games chat group, problems would arise and someone would suggest, "Just let Xu Nuo handle it."

From this, it was evident that Xu Nuo’s status as a programmer within Qinghe Games was incongruous with his age.

Hence, when Xu Nuo, the programming "shark," joined the murder game development hobby group, many problems were swiftly resolved. At first, Xu Nuo was excited to learn that everyone else was from Ren He’s school, often showing off and acting mysteriously. But after realizing there was only one girl who didn’t pay him any attention, his enthusiasm waned, and he settled down to work diligently...

Tsk tsk, Ren He smirked, realizing too late that the kid had such a nature.

Liu Bing suddenly asked, "Who is this guy? He seems so awesome—he solved all the problems we’ve accumulated for nearly a week."

Ren He smiled but didn’t respond. As the discoverer of Little Fatty, he felt a sense of accomplishment upon hearing such praise, much like when someone complimented Yang Xi’s singing—it felt like a compliment to him as well.

Of course, Ren He valued their own hard work above all. Some teammates were like dead weight, impossible to carry forward no matter how hard you tried.

Because of the murder game project, Ren He and his group didn’t leave until after nine o’clock each night, so to Wang, it seemed like Ren He was up to something with his early departures and late returns...

Wang wanted to investigate, but recalling how Ren He had recognized him and the monkey last time, he decided against it.

He only knew that Ren He was busy with some project with classmates. Since it involved other students from No.4 Middle School, it likely wasn’t anything too out of the ordinary.

At this time, Qinghe Club hadn’t moved back to No.4 Middle School because their classroom was still being renovated. After dinner, Wang and the monkey wiped their mouths clean and went straight to stake out the studio next to the school. They always stayed far away, just looking for some fun out of sheer boredom.

For a long time, Wang felt that the youth Ren He had no distinguishing traits besides being a troublemaker—the memory of making him cry last time was still fresh. How did Ren He do it? A chemical irritant?

Or did Ren He possess a special ability, like the members of foreign organizations confessed in interrogation reports? It wasn’t that odd, as several cases of actual extraordinary abilities had been confirmed: a little boy who attracted metal like a magnet, an American woman who could disrupt electronic signals within three meters when under stress, a blind man who could navigate normally using a human sonar function similar to dolphins, and a Brit who mastered ten languages and could easily recite pi to over twenty thousand places.

Even in China, a seven-year-old girl from the Yinggangling Mining Bureau in Jianshan Town, Gao’an City named Peng Jing could perform a thousand sit-ups in forty minutes and fifty push-ups supported only by her index fingers without any training... this was utterly inhuman.

People in the intelligence agency like Wang were privy to even more information, so encountering such phenomena typically led to acceptance and seeking solutions rather than disbelief.

Wang seriously suspected that Ren He had an ability to disrupt other people’s bodily functions with his own magnetic field, not merely hypnosis as Xingchen had speculated.

Not every person with special abilities needed to be recruited. As Wang knew, any extraordinary ability could be nullified by a simple gunshot from afar. There was no real-life Captain America; based on his observations, Ren He’s physical capabilities were still within human limits, without any world-destroying powers.

Of course, without any criminal activity, Wang couldn’t possibly draw a gun on Ren He. They were raised with the notion of protecting the country and home—someone hits you, you hit back. If he had killed Ren He on the spot last time, Wang would not have escaped death either. The idea of a license to kill was just for show.

Even snipers in the army who accidentally kill hostages have to be punished, and the company commander and instructor of the sniper’s unit also have to write a self-criticism.

The era of wanton killing has gone never to return, it’s now a time of peace.

It’s just that when Ren He’s punch could be returned is a bit uncertain...

Actually, the current mission is quite good, much better than Lin Hao’s. It can almost be predicted that a fierce battle will inevitably occur tonight, and he’s happy to see Lin Hao suffer a setback. However, when it comes to the possibility of Lin Hao and his team making a sacrifice in this mission, Wang thinks it’s completely impossible.

Although they disliked each other, both parties had to acknowledge each other’s abilities. After Wang retired, his comrades had mentioned Lin Hao to him: second place in the military competition, an all-rounder ace.

Wang and Monkey were squatting in the shadows when Monkey suddenly asked, "Brother Wang, did you go to high school? I never did. I’m envious of them being able to enjoy campus life. I’ve heard No.4 Middle School is particularly interesting."

"The joke is that I wouldn’t expect you to ask me if I went to high school," Wang said with disdain.

"So, did you?" Monkey glanced at him and continued to ask.

"No, I didn’t."

"Heh."

"Hss," Wang raised his eyebrows: "So what if I didn’t go to high school? While others were enjoying the warmth of society, I was already defending the homeland. Isn’t that a more meaningful life?"

Monkey calmly said, "I used to have two hearts, a kind one and an evil one, but since I met you, I’ve only got my kind heart left, because I’m sick to my stomach."

"Think you’re impressive because you can tell bad jokes?!" Wang got peeved right then and there. Just then, Ren He and Liu Bing came out of the building, and Wang, without worrying about anything else, dragged Monkey out of the shadows and followed them, staying far enough behind to avoid being noticed by Ren He and his laughing classmates.

However, after the last experience, Wang and Monkey were very aware that the other party seemed to have anti-surveillance experience, so they were very careful when tracking.

They had been following for a while now and made sure not to appear within Ren He’s line of sight. Ren He wasn’t omnipotent and had no idea they were there.

Not too far along, Ren He said goodbye to his friends and stopped in front of a row of bungalows to start warming up.

Wang and Monkey were slightly puzzled. Wang pondered, "What is he planning to do, getting warmed up like that..."

Monkey got his nickname from being a parkour enthusiast, and those warm-up exercises Ren He was doing looked awfully familiar...

"He’s not planning to do parkour, is he?" Monkey said in astonishment.

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