A drop of water could vanish without a trace when it fell into a lake; a stone could disappear without a trace when thrown into the Gobi; a person could fade into obscurity when mixed into a crowd.
At that moment, Zheng Qing was that drop of water and that stone.
He could not find a lake or Gobi vast enough to conceal his existence, but he could still find a more eye-catching stone or drop of water to divert everyone's attention.
And the "Give Me a Frog" movement was the stone he had chosen.
As it happened, at the Seven Deadly Sins meeting two days earlier, Mister Arrogance had mentioned fanning the flames of the "frog" movement and promised very generous rewards.
Inspiration intertwined through an accidental collision.
And so Zheng Qing had asked that question.
Sure enough, after his question, many students in the classroom gradually shifted their attention away from the Little Fox Girl at the front and toward Nicholas, Liu Feifei, and Professor Yao at the podium. Relatively speaking, more gazes turned toward the professor, because since the movement had begun gaining momentum, the school had never announced an official stance.
And the attitude of Jiuyou Academy's dean, in a sense—or in the eyes of many third-party observers—was practically equivalent to an official position.
"The Age of Genes."
"Give Me a Frog?"
Professor Yao repeated the term, his raised eyebrows seemingly unwilling to come down. "What a difficult question... I know things have been a little noisy around the academy lately. Since you brought it up, I'll briefly say a few words here."
Zheng Qing noticed that Nicholas suddenly sat much straighter, anticipation appearing on his face.
At the podium, the professor removed his pipe from his mouth. After pondering for a long while, he slowly