Intelligence Quotient

The girl didn't answer, but the results Bai Jing detected already gave him the answer.

This girl was a traitor. (Note 1)

"Why?" Bai Jing asked.

"Why what?" She was still playing dumb.

"Why not be a good person and instead be a dog for others?" Bai Jing asked.

Bai Jing could understand some people immigrating. After all, during certain periods, it was impossible to survive in China, and not immigrating meant death.

He could also understand those who immigrated for wealth and status, as very few people could escape such temptations.

Back then, Bai Jing didn't mind working a couple of extra hours for an extra 100 yuan in salary.

Live your life, no one can say anything.

But why join official American organizations, especially as a spy, assassin, or in the military?

Did she know that when war broke out, their guns would be aimed at the foreheads of her own countrymen?

The girl's face instantly darkened, and then she pulled a gun from her loose waiter uniform, pressing it against Bai Jing's forehead.

Bai Jing could dodge it, he could even disarm her!

But he did nothing. He just wanted to know why!

"Why so many questions!" She shook her head. "Why would anyone want to stay in that dirty, disgusting, feudal, ossified, backward, barbaric country? Isn't it natural to want to leave?"

"Why is China, with its 5,000 years of civilization, considered barbaric, while America, which only got its start 200 years ago by killing natives, is considered the representative of civilization?" Bai Jing asked.

"Because it's free, it's democratic, it's powerful, it has hope!" The girl shook her head. "You ask me why, I should be asking you why. You're so valued by America, why don't you just join them? Then you'd have all the money and houses you want! Even I can be yours if you want me!"

"Valued?" Bai Jing wanted to scratch his head but felt the gun on his forehead press harder. "Don't move!"

"Okay, okay." Bai Jing shrugged.

He never expected to feel the spring-like warmth from an enemy like Natasha, only to feel the winter-like cold from this girl in front of him.

Speaking of which, he still didn't know this girl's name.

"By the way, how did you know where I was? When did you start setting this up? Where did these ideas come from? Who taught you? Do you have a secret contact organization? When did you start working here as a waitress? Were you here specifically for me?" Bai Jing asked.

"Shut up! Are you asking me or am I asking you?" The girl frowned. "You stay put and don't delay my naturalization!"

"Oh, you can get naturalized if you catch me?" Bai Jing was surprised, then realized, "Someone's coming?"

He had just raided a Brotherhood base. Of course, he didn't kill those women; he was momentarily stunned by their ample bosoms.

But the Brotherhood took orders to kill him, and they were likely just hired muscle!

An organization that could 'turn' Chinese students and promise them naturalization must be something else.

No wonder there were so many anti-China posts online; it turns out they were all organized and disciplined.

Extending this thought, if this girl failed to get naturalized and then returned to China...

The girl fell silent. She realized that America's high regard for this person had a reason.

This brain was too sharp. She hadn't done anything, and he had already seen through her. They hadn't even spoken much, and he had already deduced so much information.

If any more secrets were leaked, and she didn't get naturalized, her life might be in danger.

When facing death, she wouldn't be thinking about freedom and democracy anymore.

"Why aren't you talking? Let's chat. What's your name, where are you from? Do your family know you want to become an American citizen? Do you know our country respects women very much? You only need to have one child, but in America, you'd have to have three, four, five, six, or seven? Do you know the country is developing very well now, and it will surpass America in just 20 years, no, 15 years?" Bai Jing asked.

"Stop dreaming. 15 years? Not even 150 years!" The girl shot Bai Jing a look.

Bai Jing was speechless. In his previous life, 15 years might have been possible.

But in this world, with Iron Man, Doctor Strange, Doctor Doom, and the Hulk...

15 years was indeed quite uncertain.

However, there was nothing to fear anymore, because in this world, there was him!

It became quiet again.

Bai Jing looked at the girl's slightly trembling hand. A gun weighed about 1 kilogram, and holding it up for so long must be tiring!

He silently absorbed the firing pin and bullets from the gun, reducing its weight.

As expected, the girl's hand steadied again.

"Aren't they here yet? Is there traffic? Or is it a bit far? Aren't they coming from Brooklyn?" Bai Jing asked again.

Twenty minutes had passed. At normal car speeds, that would be about 20 kilometers!

"Can you shut up!" The girl pointed the gun at Bai Jing's lower body. "Believe it or not, I'll shoot you and make you infertile. They only want you, anyway!"

"Be rational!" Bai Jing couldn't let her shoot. If she fired, wouldn't it expose that the gun was empty except for the barrel and casing?

"Then be quiet!" Perhaps tired of standing, the girl pulled up a chair and sat down next to him.

It seemed this place was also suspicious. A waitress and a customer in a private room for so long, and no one came to check on them?

"Can I read a book?" Bai Jing asked again, bored of waiting.

"You guys are the villains, can't you be more efficient?"

"No!" the girl shook her head.

"Fine!" Bai Jing was speechless, and then said, "But I think you should treat me better. Don't forget that I'm highly valued by them. If I directly agree to join them, I'll definitely hold a high position in the future. Then I'll tell them you're not good enough, and you won't be able to get in, will you?"

The girl was stunned. Oh, right, it seems so!

"Or, I won't say bad things about you. I'll just say I appreciate you very much and then transfer you to work under me as my secretary. What do you think your future would be like?" Bai Jing continued.

"Uh, this..." The girl panicked. Although this person was very handsome, she wanted to marry a white man even more. Age didn't matter; what mattered was romance.

Chinese men didn't understand romance at all!

"I, I, you..." The girl's thoughts raced. What if he wanted me to do this and that after I became his secretary? Should I agree, or should I agree? What if he's not responsible? Are there many honest men among white people?

But the child would be of Chinese descent. Should I say it was a genetic mutation?

"So, can you put down the gun first?" Bai Jing asked.

"Ah, yes, yes..." The girl quickly put down the gun.

"Also, the food I ordered has been a while, can you bring it out first?" Bai Jing asked. "I'm starving!"

"Oh, oh." The girl got up and rushed out of the private room.

Bai Jing held his forehead. Doesn't she fear I'll run away?

No wonder she was brainwashed. With this IQ, it's a good thing she left China.

"However, being hungry is also a weakness," Bai Jing touched his stomach. Why does this black hole only eat by itself and not feed me?

If I chase enemies in the future, and they take me to some desert or outer space, will I starve to death?!

"My black hole can process Black Hole Metal, so it should be able to process proteins and fats too!" Bai Jing suddenly thought.

After all, the elements that make up protein are just carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and hydrogen. Fats, chlorophyll, and vitamins are also roughly the same.

These elements are all present in the air. With atomic-level processing capabilities, it should theoretically be possible to fuse them into proteins and fats!

Bai Jing waited for the girl to serve the food, and while he was at it, he would scan the molecular composition of the dishes and meat, and then research how to create them himself.