Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

On this day, in addition to the large-scale food poisoning incident, Chengying College also experienced a large-scale freezing incident.

A cold air of unknown origin lasted for several hours, covering most of the college and freezing all the sewers.

This time it is hard for those students who are naked and loose.

Not only were they shivering from the cold, but when the stretching was over, they found that...

The pipes are so frozen.

That or something, I can't go down!

However, when one person runs out of the toilet, the next person has to keep using it.

The moment you open the toilet door, it's like opening a golden treasure.

This day was later known as one of the top ten tragic days of Chengying College.

Countless students with stomachaches yelled and cursed in the smelly toilets.

Soul light!

Who the hell froze the sewers? !

I greet the eighteen generations of your ancestors!

Shangjingcheng, the imperial capital of China.

This ancient and vibrant city is the base camp of Huaguoxu capable people, and the mysterious Jiuxu headquarters is also located here.

Several long white wooden plaques hung in front of the gate of a courtyard house.

It has been exposed to the sun and rain for many years, and the black writing is slightly mottled.

Natural Science Research Branch of Huaguo Academy of Sciences

Huaguo High-Tech Comprehensive Research Center

There are four well-trained guards standing at the gate, always alert to the surrounding situation.

Ordinary people will be persuaded to leave if they approach the gate within ten meters.

Only those who wear a work pass and have verified their identity can enter and exit.

Visitors must register by appointment three days in advance. No one is allowed in without an appointment.

Such a strict alert level is rare in China.

Because this courtyard, which covers an area of ​​more than 3,000 square meters, includes the departments of the two powerful warriors.

Academy of Sciences Research Branch of Xu Neng, Xu Neng Supervising Bureau.

For marketers, it is as mysterious as a holy place.

For Feng Qing, this is his home.

He was born here, grew up here, and was here every day before he was ten years old, and he couldn't take a step out.

"Crunch!"

The door was suddenly opened.

A beautiful woman with curly hair entered the room.

She was wearing a white coat with an identity plate on her chest.

The name is printed on the nameplate: Feng Zhuzhen.

She is Feng Qing's biological mother.

Entered the Academy of Sciences at the age of sixteen and became the youngest academician in history.

At the age of 20, she deviated from the orthodoxy and used life technology to give birth to Feng Qing.

Now Feng Zhuzhen is thirty-eight years old, and is the general director of the Energy Research Branch of the Academy of Sciences.

She has never been married, has never brought up children, and does not do housework. She is devoted to research.

The son is her biggest research achievement.

People who don't understand her fear her and call her crazy.

Colleagues of the Academy of Sciences sincerely respect her as Dean Feng.

Without the troubles that plague most ordinary women, as a mother she also has the pride of a monster-level son growing up. Feng Zhuzhen lives a chic and unrestrained life, doing whatever she wants, and naturally looks younger than her peers.

Walking on the road with Feng Qing, others will not think they are mother and son, but only a pair of siblings.

Feng Qing is reading a book.

During the National Day holiday, there are people outside, either to take pictures of the big flower basket or the raising of the national flag.

When he was called home, it was like being in a cage. He had no energy at all, and he simply smashed every day.

The sunglasses were thrown into a drawer.

When I go home, of course I don’t need to wear it anymore.

Hearing the opening of the door, Feng Qing said coldly without raising his head, "Go out! Knock on the door and come in again!"

However, Feng Zhuzhen didn't pay attention at all, and rushed to Feng Qing's side as soon as he entered the door, without saying a word, went to smoke the books he was holding.

It's a pity that the strength is too small to be able to take it away.

I will smoke again!

Feng Zhuzhen worked tirelessly.

Feng Qing frowned, had no choice but to let go, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Feng Zhuzhen threw his book aside, and said happily, "Feng Qing, that friend you met in school is really good enough, he can cut people like this!"

While speaking, he took his phone and opened the photo.

The black widow who had almost turned into a skeleton appeared in front of Feng Qing's eyes immediately.

It looks very scary.

The staff was almost sick when they saw it.

However, Feng Zhuzhen was not afraid at all, pointing to the chest in the photo, she said, "Did you see it, it's in the heart."

She zoomed in on the photo until it was six times bigger.

Feng Qing finally saw that the heart under the protection of the sternum seemed to be faintly red.

Feng Zhuzhen smiled and said, "This warrior is very powerful and has many abilities. After peeling off the flesh, you can clearly see the state of the crystal in the heart. It has been peeled like this, and it is not dead. It is very valuable for research!"

Feng Qing had no interest in the Black Widow at all, but noticed what Feng Zhuzhen said earlier, and couldn't help asking, "Which friend from my school are you talking about?"

Feng Zhuzhen asked suspiciously, "Which other friend do you have? Isn't it just the one named Zhong Yuan."

"He is Xuan Ming, right? A few days ago, you used my name to help him contact the museum. That's great, you have made a great friend."

Feng Zhuzhen rarely praised others.

Usually she only praises her son.

Feng Qing was startled all of a sudden, and said nervously, "What happened to Zhong Yuan? How could he do this to him? He only eats his sister's leftovers. He is not a vicious and cruel person. Don't punish him!"

Feng Zhuzhen had never seen her son so nervous, so she couldn't help but feel relieved.

It was so right to send Feng Qing to Chengying College, he became more and more like a normal person.

Feng Zhuzhen said maliciously, "The Eastern Military Region must be having a secret meeting to discuss how to deal with this matter."

Feng Qing's face changed wildly, he grabbed his coat and was about to go out.

"I'll be going back to Shangdong City right away."

"No!" Feng Zhuzhen was amused in her heart, pulled him back, and said loudly, "I agreed to go shopping with me today! Tell me, is it important to be friends, or your mother!?"

Feng Qing said without hesitation, "Of course friends are important!"

Fuck!

Feng Zhuzhen's eyelids twitched, she hugged her son tightly and refused to let her go, and yelled, "You heartless little villain, I gave birth to you in 10 months of pregnancy in vain, and brought you up with shit and piss... ..."

The corner of Feng Qing's mouth twitched, and he retorted, "When I was a child, I neither shit nor peed, and I was soaked in nutrient solution until I was two and a half years old. Do you think I don't know?"

"Ah!" Feng Zhuzhen couldn't help being embarrassed when he exposed him, "Son, I'm your real mother..."

Feng Qing said in a deep voice, "Don't hide it from me if it's your own mother. What happened? How does the military region plan to deal with Zhong Yuan?"

Feng Zhuzhen smiled slightly and said, "I'll probably apply for second-class merit for him."

What?

If you cut people down like this, can you still get second-class merit?

Feng Qing was stunned.

Feng Zhuzhen took the opportunity to support her son's chin with a finger, and said triumphantly, "Xiaomian, go shopping with me, and I'll tell you the inside information!"