Zhao Bai hurried downstairs and met the legendary high school student. He had torn off every blue item on his body and wore a long black trench coat that gave off an oppressive air. An umbrella was tucked beneath his arm, and his eyes and brows were filled with exhaustion.
"Harder than I imagined."
Qing Ye sighed. "I controlled the range of friction, gradually wore down their fighting strength, and destroyed all the modified humans. I feel heavy-hearted."
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Zhao Bai had no idea why he was talking about his feelings.
"I can't figure out why something they couldn't accomplish for so long took me only three days. Maybe it's because while they were busy planning and scheming, I was the only one charging ahead. I charged ahead, and it worked out."
Qing Ye continued, "I disbanded Blue Square. The members all went home, and those who supported mutation are dead too. The ironic thing is, I can grasp the situation of a war at a glance, yet I can't manage to keep the surviving forces running their businesses properly. I must be a terrible leader."
He let out an unnatural sigh.
It seemed that if Qing Ye truly had any talent for management, he would have tried to manage the inheritance his brother had left behind.
"Here's the address. It contains all the potions I collected. Go destroy them yourself. I only remembered yesterday that the college entrance exams are already over, so I have to go back and repeat my final year of high school. Gang life really ruins people."
He wrote down an address and respectfully placed the note in Zhao Bai's hand.
Qing Ye left.
Zhao Bai stared wordlessly at his carefree departing figure for a long time, suddenly feeling a sourness in his chest.
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