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At the same time, in the Star Rail world.

“High hopes are being placed on us.”

Asta looked delighted, not expecting that she would become someone who could stand alone. As Herta's student, she hadn't been affirmed like this in many years.

However, the way it was said felt a bit heavy.

She was just researching a potion, but the other side directly started talking about worldviews, wastelands, and the hope of humanity. It was a bit too much to ask.

She was young, yet felt old at the same time. Why was she suddenly being arranged to save the world?

She sighed.

Immediately, she opened her phone and contacted Herta.

[Teacher Herta, there is a mysterious creature's body collected from outer space. The gene sequence is very similar to known creatures, but it seems to have been modified...]

...

After waiting for a long time.

Lin Mai finally exited the chat interface and quietly waited at the entrance of the Black Prince Coffee Shop.

Before long, the three of them returned.

“It's settled.”

Lu Mingfei looked delighted, not expecting that someone as useless as him could earn money from a part-time job, and with such a high salary.

According to the boss's intention, it was easy to recruit waiters like him and Chu Zihang for the coffee shop, so the promised salary was settled on the spot for the first day.

In other words, one hundred yuan was in the account.

He squeezed the banknote in his hand, then put it into his pocket: “I didn’t expect that this coffee shop would have such a thing as paying waiters in advance.”

“This is not an advance payment.”

“This is what the boss gave to stabilize you two. It’s against the rules to not work the next day after receiving the money.”

Chu Tianjiao shook his head.

In fact, he could have made the boss offer a higher price, but to avoid suspicion, he set the enviable salary at one hundred yuan per hour.

He also knew that many people would be scrambling to work 25 hours a day with this condition, but fortunately, junior high school students didn't know the value of money, so it was just enough to deal with Lu Mingfei.

Just then, Chu Tianjiao's shoulder was patted, and he immediately turned his head to look at the person behind him.

“Here’s the money for you.”

Chu Zihang gave the money in his hand to Chu Tianjiao.

“For me?”

Chu Tianjiao was stunned.

“Yes, for you. If you're short of money, quit the smoking habit. That way, you can save a lot.”

Chu Zihang said calmly.

“This…”

Lu Mingfei looked at the scene in front of him. Even if he was blind, he could see that the relationship between these two was unusual, definitely not as simple as uncle and nephew.

Just kidding, if uncles and nephews were this close, Lu Mingfei wouldn't have needed to come out for odd jobs.

Based on his reasoning.

This person, whose eyebrows and eyes looked very similar to Chu Zihang, was very likely the other party's biological father.

He quickly picked up his schoolbag and fled the scene. He didn't want to see any of this!

Chu Zihang's biological father was his driver?

Lu Mingfei's pig brain overloaded, and he quickly left the scene, leaving only Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao standing on the square.

“…”

“Do you think he noticed something?”

Chu Tianjiao said inappropriately, accepting the one hundred yuan from Chu Zihang's hand.

After all, he wasn't short of money, and this happened to be his son's intention, so he didn't need to stubbornly refuse.

“Probably.”

Chu Zihang didn't care. He planned to tell the other party it was a misunderstanding when they met at school the next day, even though Lu Mingfei hadn't shown that he had misunderstood anything.

Many people would think that this matter stung him, but in reality, Chu Zihang felt numb to it, not any distinct emotion.

Only when he was alone late at night, recalling it, would he notice the sprouting disappointment in his heart.

“Then let’s go home.”

Chu Tianjiao saw the other party's thoughts, then turned around and headed towards the Maybach.

“Yeah.”

Chu Zihang nodded and followed.

With the sound of the key, the car door suddenly opened a crack. Chu Tianjiao opened the driver's seat and walked in, then adjusted the air conditioning in the car.

Chu Zihang followed and sat in the back row. After fastening his seat belt, the cold air from the air conditioner quickly arrived.

As the Maybach operated at a constant speed, the city's dusk gradually appeared in Chu Zihang's eyes, like an amber-colored gold.

The two didn't speak along the way.

Soon.

The Maybach stopped in the parking space on the road in the villa area, and the air conditioning in the car was also turned off in response to the season.

Chu Tianjiao watched Chu Zihang go home.

Then, he turned around alone, facing the night view of this city.

“I hope it ends soon.”

Chu Tianjiao sighed, covering his forehead.

He was also tired of living such a life. Although he appeared to be very leisurely on the surface, the busy work of the executive department was constantly bothering him.

As the only S-level commissioner, the responsibility of monitoring Lu Mingfei, the responsibility of investigating Odin, the King of Sky and Wind, all kinds of incidents pressed Chu Tianjiao almost to the point where he couldn't lift his head.

He took a deep breath, and the tranquil forest air immediately revitalized his brain.

At the foot of a large tree in a villa area.

Chu Tianjiao took out his phone from his pocket and looked at the unread message that appeared at the top.

[A message noted as from the Executive Department]

[Commissioner Chu Tianjiao, please clock in on time and upload a photo of Lu Mingfei.]

“Tsk, I’ll upload it, but why clock in on time.”

He waved his finger, announced that he was clocking in, and then sent a picture of Lu Mingfei wearing a coffee shop waiter's outfit. Soon, the other side replied with a message.

[Received, thank you for your cooperation.]

Chu Tianjiao exited the interface, then looked at the second unread message, which was a text message from the boss, which had been automatically identified by the phone as spam.

[153 days.]

He didn't know what this number meant, only that the boss would send him such a message every day, as if foreshadowing the arrival of some final ending.

“But, I will pay attention.”

Chu Tianjiao nodded slightly.

He deleted the text message, exited the application interface, and then looked at the third unread message.

This time it was from the Night Watcher Forum.

He opened the message details, the pale white light of the phone hit his face, the loading progress bar turned two circles, and then a private chat interface appeared.

This was a message from Finger.

[Teacher Chu Tianjiao, I don’t know if you have heard of the Ice Sea Scrolls?]

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