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It's a bit ridiculous, but it's just right for Cheng Che.
Very reasonable!
Cheng Che pulled over a chair and pushed Ester down to sit down. He then looked at Alan and said, "The missing clerk has also been sent to the medical room. Apart from being a little embarrassed, there is nothing serious wrong with him."
Alan was slightly startled, then nodded, "Okay, I understand, but..."
Alan hesitated, and his worried eyes fell on Estelle, "Miss, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the medical room for treatment?"
Hearing this, Esta shook her head with a slight smile on her face, "It's okay. Cheng Che protected me during the transfer. I just feel a little dizzy due to the fast movement. I will be fine after a rest."
Alan was relieved and thought for a long time before standing up. "Then I will go and arrange the matters of the defense department first. Miss can rest for a while."
As he spoke, the young man nodded slightly to everyone and walked out of the meeting room quickly.
The white-haired man finally opened his half-closed eyes, looked Cheng Che up and down, and lowered his voice, "I don't believe that you just came back like this and don't bear grudges?"
Thinking about it carefully, Duke Minghuo did not specifically offend Cheng Che, but...
Cheng Che is a man who will go looking for trouble even if no one provokes him, not to mention that there is Duke Minghuo in front of him who is like a sandbag and he can vent his impulses without restraint.
Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan sideways, his expression unchanged, "What grudge do I have against him?"
"Oh." Jing Yuan glanced at Cheng Che's unbuttoned shirt and nodded with a half-smile, "Is that so."
I put on a shirt and a jacket, buttoned them up carefully when I left, and left them open when I came back.
What can you do with an open collar?
Can take out the amulet hanging on the chest and release the illusion inside.
Cheng Che looked at Jing Yuan, "What else?"
Didn’t he just release Huanlong to chase after Duke Netherfire?
Although Lord Hellfire didn't come, Ren Huanlong was an envoy. What's wrong with him running out and catching a goat-headed man to play with? !
Jing Yuan smiled silently, holding the raccoon and narrowing his eyes.
On the side, Sang Bo sighed heavily and looked at Cheng Che with a sad look.
He couldn't compete with Aha against Cheng Che, nor could he compete with Cheng Che for all kinds of fun. He couldn't even catch up with Cheng Che in terms of the speed of finding fun...
Thinking of this, Sangbo lowered his head, took out his mobile phone and looked at the group chat on it, and seriously considered whether he should go to Pinocchio with Cheng Che.
If he doesn't go with others but goes with Cheng Che, then everyone in Pinocchio will become their entertainment, even that one entertainment person who has no sense of propriety.
"Conclusion: The turmoil in the space station has come to an end." ScrewGum was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, his voice elegant and not mechanical, "The next thing will be handled by me."
Having said that, ScrewGum tilted his head towards Latio.
Latio remained unmoved, sitting in the chair with a calm expression, as if he had no intention of going out to chat about some private topics.
The man closed the book in his hand, raised his delicate face slightly, and his eyes fell on the flickering fire on the table.
After a while, he reached out his hand and took the spark emitting blue light and played with it.
The fire emitted a faint blue light, and a small ball of it was bulging like a child's face, but its eyes were straightened up, making it look very vicious, but vaguely there was a hint of cuteness.
"Mr. Latio."
ScrewGum waited for a moment, and when he realized that Latio had no intention of leaving, he nodded slightly and spoke slowly, "I have been waiting for your answer for a long time."
Latio raised his eyelids and looked at ScrewGum. "Instead of dealing with the aftermath of the turmoil on the space station, you come to ask me for answers?"
ScrewGum seemed to chuckle and continued, "Answer: The real protagonist of the incident is here."
Latio nodded, holding the spark and looking up, observing the light carefully, "Tell me the time you doubted me."
"Maybe..." ScrewGum chuckled, folded his hands on the table, and looked gentle. "People who engage in academic research always find it difficult to believe something. On the contrary, it is much easier to question it."
At this point, ScrewGum nodded slightly, "I'm sorry, this is what you said before, but I have the same bad habits as you, and I have been doubting you from the beginning."
Sigh, I originally wanted to leave this crowded conference room with Latio to discuss things, but I didn't expect...
I didn't expect that Latio was too lazy to leave at this moment, and casually talked about this topic in front of the nameless guest and Estelle, as if... it was not worth mentioning at all.
On the side, Estelle took the milk tea handed to her by Xing and tilted her head to look at the two people in front of her in confusion.
Latio nodded thoughtfully, "When was it confirmed?"
"Mr. Cheng Che just said that the missing clerk did not have serious injuries, which is inconsistent with the style of the Grand Duke of Hellfire who believes in destruction." Screw Gumu answered sincerely, looking up at the man in front of him, "I am very curious about your purpose, so I made the same choice as you, to go together, observe, and confirm my guess."
"Oh." Latio nodded honestly and explained in a calm voice, "If I hadn't come into contact with the spiritual fire by chance, those people would have become space junk floating outside the window by now."
At this point, Latio raised his eyes and said, "One last question, Screwgum, as a genius like you, can you guess why I did this?"
ScrewGum tilted his head slightly and was about to state his conclusion when he heard some discordant voice.
The expressions on the faces of the two geniuses and scholars who were in conversation froze slightly. They turned their necks at the same time and cast puzzled glances to the other side of the conference table.
One black, one gray, one white, one blue and one pink, five heads were lying on the other side of the conference table, one next to the other, in front of their mouths were pieces of red watermelon with two tooth marks on them.
Five pairs of eyes of different colors opened wide and looked at him in unison.
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Latio: ...
ScrewGum: ...
What about logic?
What about reason?
Why do I feel like I'm being treated as a monkey?!
Chapter 529 This is a threat!
"Inference: To help the weak is the benevolence of a doctor; to stand aside and let the situation develop is the severity of a scholar."
ScrewGum tried hard to delete the scene of the five people eating melons together from his mind, and watched Latio continue to speak in a gentle voice: "Being behind the scenes and controlling the overall situation is a challenge to geniuses."
Hearing this, Latio raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned back in his chair and tilted his head to look at ScrewGum, "The king of Screw Star really knows people's hearts, but it's a pity that he is as far away from ordinary people as a genius. You also guessed wrong a little bit."
ScrewGum nodded slightly, indicating that he was listening and waiting for the other party's answer.
"You are still wrong. Standing by and watching is the real cure. There is a stubborn disease in this world called stupidity, which is more difficult to eradicate than any other disease." Latio's eyes fell on the dark blue flame of the Phase Spirit Fire. He thought for a while before standing up.
The terminal screen suddenly appeared, with lights flickering on it, and gradually a familiar picture was formed.
The busy clerks in each module, the security personnel swept by fear, and the petri dish located in the confinement module where a brilliant explosion had occurred.
Latio put one hand behind his back and held a heavy book in the other hand. He looked at the screen with a deep look in his eyes. "The fate of intelligence is neither reasonable nor logical. Geniuses walk among the stars, but mediocre people can't even catch up with their footprints. Mediocre people can only learn to walk independently and spend their lives in mediocrity by falling and getting up."
At this point, Latio shifted his gaze to ScrewGum, "I have said this to these unknown guests before, and I want to emphasize it again. A failed life is also a life, and they have the right to taste it to the end. Only when they fall to the ground and no one helps them up can a fool understand how to stand up. It's a pity that the space station is just like the Academy of Knowledge. There are no geniuses, but only mediocrity everywhere."
Hearing this, ScrewGum nodded thoughtfully, "What you want to eradicate is the blind faith of the staff in genius."
"It's just a question. They will give the answer themselves." Latio looked away without any expression. "This is the inevitable process for mediocre people to become enlightened."
ScrewGum nodded slightly. "You are more like a doctor than a scholar."
Latio snorted in an ambiguous manner and knocked over the fire on the table.
A faint blue light suddenly rose up, and the flames quickly spread from the man's body. Latio looked at ScrewGum and said, "Then I will take my leave. I hope I will have the opportunity to meet all of you geniuses in the future. I believe that by then, it will be like today..."
The tall man stood in the conference room and was being watched by many people, but he did not react at all. He let the blue flames engulf his body. His calm voice was mysterious, "It's just a farce, all kinds of troubles, in the end it's nothing but..."
"Mediocre people bother themselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, flames swept across the sky. The man who was turning to leave suddenly froze. He couldn't help but lower his head from the blue flames and look at the hand that was grasping the hem of his clothes through the flames.
The young man sat at the table, holding a watermelon in one hand and reaching out with the other hand, accurately grabbing the edge of the clothes fluttering in the flames. There was even a little stickiness on his hand from the dried watermelon juice.
Latio: ...
Latio's eyes followed the hand up to the young man's face and he uttered a muffled "Hmm?"
"The teacher ran away before the students could teach him?" Cheng Che looked up at the teacher in front of him and said expressionlessly, "Don't leave. You stay on the train and teach us, and then... I heard that you are a consultant for the company. The business that I can think of now is that Sha Jin is going to Pinocchio. You should go with him, so you go to Pinocchio with the train and let Sha Jin go on his own."
Don't panic!
According to his understanding of businessmen, they would not treat themselves badly if it did not affect their interests, so...
The car wash star is broken, so if Gold Sand wants to have a good rest, it can only go directly to Pinocchio.
It is too much of a hassle for businessmen to find a temporary place to stay. In order to ensure that the target is not wrong, they would rather arrive early than create unnecessary trouble.
It's ok!
They can take Latio with them on their train to catch up with the other party, and then let Sha Jin pay out hundreds of millions of credit points to redeem the consultant.
Latio: ...
Latio looked into Cheng Che's amber eyes and was silent for a long time before speaking, "How did you guess that I, a consultant, would go with Shajin?"
"Now it's confirmed." Cheng Che pulled Latio's clothes towards him, saying calmly, "Since you have nothing to do, it should be okay to cure my empty head symptoms, right? Teacher?"
Latio took a deep breath and sat on a chair nearby, but a piece of watermelon was unexpectedly stuffed into his hand.
He looked at the red fruit in his hand and was speechless for a moment.
"I just checked Mr. Shajin's itinerary. He has gone to Pinocchio because of an incident on the Car Wash Planet where he stayed." Estelle raised her hand quietly and explained seriously, "So Mr. Latio doesn't have to worry. As far as I know, the next stop of the Starry Sky Train is also Pinocchio."
You don’t know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings!
She also wants to eat, drink and have fun along the Star Train!
But no, she still had to stay in the space station to help Ms. Black Tower manage many affairs.
Latio frowned slightly and was about to say something when he saw a hand reaching out from the side.
The young man pinched a tissue and shook it, then covered the books beside him, apparently to avoid getting them dirty.
"I understand you. Don't worry." Cheng Che wiped his fingers with a wet tissue, took out the thermos from his bag and held it in his hands, looking at Latio with his head tilted. "Besides, you promised me to teach us. Running away..."
At this point, Cheng Che paused, "I have cursed many things, such as falling flat on one's face, freezing off two ounces of flesh, if that's not enough, I can go on."
Latio closed his eyes, "What do you know?"
Threat!
This is a threat!
"Although I don't understand much, I can still understand a little bit." Cheng Che leaned back in the chair with a thermos cup in his arms, looking relaxed, looking up at the ceiling as if thinking, "You don't hate geniuses. There must be a first person to step on a road. They walk too fast, so fast that ordinary people can't catch up, and even chasing their pace has become a luxury. But among the mediocre, there are always people who break free from the turbid norm and quickly catch up with the geniuses."