I, the Zhou Clan Holy Son (2)

At the center of the banquet.

At that moment, a single sentence from the man before them plunged the room into an awkward silence.

No one dared to speak first.

Ever since the battle at the now-suspended Selection Tournament, the Medical Department had sealed itself off completely and ceased all contact with the outside world.

It really was easy for someone to pass themselves off as one of them.

But...

No one would actually do such a thing.

First, no one believed it. Second, the Medical Department stood supreme throughout the entire world of Pestilence.

Impersonating a member of the Medical Department—even a holy son from one of its ten houses.

If such a person really existed, they would be outrageously bold!

If someone suddenly appeared and claimed to be a holy son of the Medical Department, no one would believe them. But the person beside him was Ji Yingzhao.

The current chairman of Shenwu Pharmaceuticals, whose influence was at its peak.

[Successful intimidation had brought about an agitating silence].

[Zhou Zhi, perhaps I could insert a funny Pestilence joke here]?

Twenty-Three asked with complete sincerity.

Zhou Zhi wore a calm expression, but inwardly hurried to stop her. "Twenty-Three, this silence isn't that kind of silence, understand? This is exactly the effect I wanted."

Twenty-Three fell silent for a moment, seemingly still considering it, before speaking again.

[The name you chose earlier: Zhou is your surname, while Ran refers to chromosomes. From a certain perspective, you are very fond of your new ability].

That was true.

Zhou Zhi decided to let Twenty-Three slowly undergo deep artificial intelligence learning. With a gaze that looked down upon everyone around him, he said, "It means nothing."

"Let's go."

Zhou Zhi spoke softly.

With Ji Yingzhao on his