Shaping and Disguise

This day, Bai Ge returned from his boxing practice to his residence. He originally intended to continue researching his 'brain hole'.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he saw it was Zhuang Ze.

"This little guy..."

Bai Ge naturally knew him. He was the youngest of his clients, still in his third year of high school.

"Little Zhuang, looking for me to scare someone again? Forget it. Last time you made it sound so serious, but in the end, there was no fight at all..." Bai Ge said.

Zhuang Ze was a rich second-generation heir who didn't study properly in high school and caused trouble all day. Ever since meeting Bai Ge, perhaps from reading too many novels, he thought Bai Ge was incredibly awesome and could do anything.

For dealing with ordinary people, Bai Ge's past combat skills were more than sufficient.

After establishing a reputation a few times, people would often see him coming and feel like they had already lost.

The last time he got into a fight, he paid Bai Ge two thousand yuan to help. Bai Ge just stood there with a cigarette in his mouth, his tall and muscular physique intimidating, and a group of young punks didn't dare to make a move. The other side immediately backed down.

From then on, Zhuang Ze became even more fond of causing trouble...

To be honest, Bai Ge quite enjoyed earning this kind of money when there was no actual fighting involved.

"Brother Bai, it's not about fighting anymore... Don't you know the college entrance exam is coming up soon?" Zhuang Ze said on the phone.

Bai Ge thought about it and realized it was true. He had been frantically practicing martial arts and strengthening himself for the past two months, and without realizing it... it was already June, and the college entrance exam was imminent.

"Is it in two days? Have you decided to study hard?" Bai Ge chuckled.

"Study what nonsense! You know I never study that crap," Zhuang Ze said, then suddenly lowered his voice. "But the girl I like, she said she wants to get into Peking University..."

Bai Ge's smile vanished, and his heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean?"

Zhuang Ze was silent for a moment. "I've decided! Brother Bai... I want to get into Peking University too!"

"..." Bai Ge froze, his lips twitching.

"What are you talking about? You want to get into Peking University? Your test scores are all single digits, and you want to get into Peking University? Why don't you just fly to the moon?"

Hearing Bai Ge's blunt words, Zhuang Ze felt no shame and said righteously, "I'm no good... But isn't there still you? You're the Cleaner!"

Cleaner was a nickname Zhuang Ze gave him, meaning he could resolve any troublesome matter.

Bai Ge's teeth ached upon hearing this. Zhuang Ze truly regarded him as omnipotent. It was also his own fault for bragging too much in the past, saying there was no place in the world he couldn't go or problem he couldn't solve.

This was actually a self-recommendation phrase, and Zhuang Ze was so chuunibyou that he actually believed it.

"Don't you have money? Have your dad find a way to donate you to Peking University," Bai Ge said, while thinking about how to decline this matter.

"How is that possible? Even if my dad could do it, it wouldn't work. My dad knows I'm bad at studying and plans to send me to business school to just coast along. So, if I want to go to Peking University, there's only one way. I have to get in by myself! Then my dad won't say anything." Zhuang Ze explained.

Bai Ge shook his head. "You get in yourself? Do you think there's any hope?"

"Zero hope." Zhuang Ze was self-aware enough.

"However, if Brother Bai could help me steal the exam papers, then it would be different..."

Bai Ge was stunned and exclaimed, "You want me to steal the college entrance exam papers?"

Although he had anticipated it, Bai Ge was still shocked upon hearing the request.

Zhuang Ze's audacity was truly immense! And he overestimated himself too much.

The college entrance exam papers were produced under strict security, sealed by professionals, and secretly escorted by armed police. How could they be so easily obtained?

"Zhuang Ze, I won't do this. Give up," Bai Ge refused decisively.

However, he said he 'wouldn't go', not that he 'couldn't do it'.

This was a professional habit. Bai Ge would never say 'can't do it'. Even if he didn't accept a mission, it had to be 'don't want to accept'.

But, for some reason, Zhuang Ze seemed determined to get into Peking University this time.

If Bai Ge could have gotten into Peking University, he would have already done so! Why would he have gone to police academy?

Of course, with his brain hole, Bai Ge's speed of acquiring knowledge had become astonishing. He had learned a lot in the past two months, and with some last-minute cramming, it was still possible to enrich his knowledge related to the exam.

If he were truly given a chance to take the exam, scoring high would definitely not be a problem.

Bai Ge was speechless. Zhuang Ze, for the sake of the woman he liked, had come up with such a bizarre idea.

However, even at this point, Zhuang Ze still didn't give up.

He said, "Please, Brother Bai, I know you have a way. In your line of work, how could you not have some unique methods?"

"Heh heh..."

Bai Ge was at a loss for words.

Zhuang Ze had clearly read too many novels and thought he was some kind of hidden master thief, perhaps even capable of disguise...

"Forget it, if it really doesn't work, I'll just have to tell him the truth and admit I don't have this ability..."

Just as Bai Ge was preparing to confess, he suddenly paused.

He thought of his brain hole. If it was about disguise, his brain hole could indeed achieve it.

It could shape real-world matter and extend it into reality.

He had used it on the corpse of a vicious dog in a previous mission, successfully deceiving the family and perfectly concealing the dog's true cause of death.

So, what if he used this shaping on himself?

After all, it was his own body, and he couldn't mess with it too much, but just subtly adjusting his appearance wouldn't hurt.

It was nothing more than moving facial muscles around, or transferring a bit of excess fat.

"Bai Ge? Bai Ge, say something..." Zhuang Ze urged.

Bai Ge ignored him and dove into his brain hole, attempting to modify his own body.

He didn't dare change too much, just making subtle adjustments to his face in the mirror.

Soon, he had made himself even more handsome...

Strangers wouldn't be able to tell, and those who knew him well would at most think he'd had some minor cosmetic surgery.

"What if I change it a bit more?"

Bai Ge adjusted with focus, starting to increase the intensity of his adjustments.

Soon, even he didn't recognize himself... he had completely become someone else.

When he returned to reality, this new appearance was maintained; reality wouldn't bother changing him back.

Hearing that Bai Ge wasn't refusing, but rather discussing money, Zhuang Ze let out a sigh of relief.

Bai Ge had investigated Zhuang Ze's family; his father owned gas stations, over a dozen of them! He also invested in various businesses with others and was a shareholder in many companies, making him quite wealthy.

"I won't do that kind of thing... I know you, kid. You're just acting on a whim to chase a girl," Bai Ge said.

As if to express his resolve, Zhuang Ze said earnestly, "That's you talking nonsense. I've been pursuing her for three years, I've never given up, and it's still unrequited love. Bai Ge, I truly like her."

However, he hadn't made much money in the past two months due to his brain hole, and his savings were nearly depleted. He was indeed short on cash.

Although he had already come up with several plans to make money using his brain hole.

Zhuang Ze's face was full of excitement.

He had rushed over impatiently, just wanting to see Bai Ge's true abilities.

Zhuang Ze had a rather chuunibyou personality. Because of Bai Ge's unusual profession, he had imagined many fantastical scenarios about him.

Bai Ge was well aware of this mindset and never exposed it.

He never said he could do something, nor did he say he couldn't.

"Bai Ge, I used to think you were bragging, but now it seems you're a true Cleaner! Can you also do martial arts? I want to be your disciple!" Zhuang Ze, in his chuunibyou state, disregarded everything else.

"Don't even think about it. Just stay your rich second-generation self."