Although Bier was inwardly jealous of SY, the newly rising engineering streamer,
she had to admit that SY’s innovative designs, hands-on skills, and knowledge far surpassed hers.
To improve herself, Bier watched SY’s live broadcasts every day.
And she would watch the replays several times.
It’s just that SY’s hand speed was so fast, even in slow motion, she couldn’t figure out which component SY pressed more.
But Bier remembered clearly, that new laser gun was designed just like that.
Even the button positions were identical.
After that broadcast, SY auctioned off the weapons made during the live stream on W.com.
Bier didn’t win any.
Ying Zijin actually dared to submit someone else’s product for an experiment?
Did she really think the reviewing mentors and the dean couldn’t tell?
Bier immediately took out her phone and started taking photos at all angles of the inspection table, specifically including Ying Zijin’s name tag.
After taking the photos, she hastily left the laboratory.
**
Noon.
The bar in the Central District.
Ying Zijin pushed the door open and walked in, taking off her hat, "What do you want me for?"
"Of course, it’s something important." Xiu came over, "I only found out this morning, so I’m notifying you right away, the Moon is back."
"Hmm." Ying Zijin was about to grab a drink but switched to a glass of juice midway, "I brought her back."
"..."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Xiu was flabbergasted.
This is the **?
"I suspect you’re a magnet now." Xiu held his forehead, feeling like spitting blood, "A magnet with the ability to attract sages."
How many sage reincarnations are there?
At most, you can count them on two hands.
Yet around Ying Zijin, there’s always one right on the mark.
Now he had become the weakest among them.
"I am indeed a magnet." Ying Zijin glanced at his newly dyed green hair, pausing, "A magnet that attracts ridiculous neurotics."
Xiu: "..."
He sat next to her, sighing.
Ying Zijin took a sip of her juice, glancing at him, "What’s up?"
"I lost my sister’s photo; I’ve been looking for it forever and can’t find it." Xiu’s fingers ran through his hair, "Help me figure out where I lost it."
"You’re sick."
"I’m serious; even losing one makes me heartbroken."
Ying Zijin pulled out her Tarot Cards, responding perfunctorily, "Alright."
Xiu looked expectantly.
A minute later, the girl opened her eyes, expressionless: "Can’t figure it out, not messing with you."
"Not even you can figure it out?" Xiu was a bit dumbfounded, "Then where did my sister’s photo go, it’s not like it decomposed by itself, right?"
Ying Zijin put the cards away, "Tell me about your sister?"
She felt quite emotional about this never-before-seen "colleague."
"We’re not biological siblings." Xiu said in a low voice, "We just became siblings the first time we went on a mission."
"You wouldn’t know, this girl is a ’Three-No Girl.’ It was so hard to get her to be my sister, oh, I was so happy."
Ying Zijin looked up, serious: "Could you explain, what is a ’Three-No Girl’?"
"Eh, you watch melodramas but not anime?" Xiu was puzzled, "It means she doesn’t speak, doesn’t have a heart, and no expressions, she barely talks, has no facial expressions, you can’t tell what she’s thinking at all."
Ying Zijin rubbed her head.
Turns out, this sage who draws cards and drinks boiled water is also an otaku.
"It’s not that she’s as cold as ice, she just can’t perceive it." Xiu added, "There’s no way, her Special Ability is too overpowered, so of course her body would have other deficiencies."
Ying Zijin pondered, "No sage that has completely fallen can come back?"
"That’s right." Xiu paused for a moment, "How long have the Fool and Temperance fallen? It’s been centuries, almost right after becoming sages they were gone."
"At first, we didn’t believe it, but it was my sister who calculated it, and in the end, even she..."
So, sages can also die.
Because they are not gods.
Now he only hoped that Strength and Justice hadn’t completely fallen.
"Honestly, a bit of your personality is quite like my sister’s, but she’s even colder." Xiu suddenly felt energized, "Could you call me ’brother’? I haven’t heard that in so long."
Ying Zijin looked up, scanning him for a moment: "You, call me ’dad’."
Xiu: "..."
How many melodramas has she watched?
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