Healing-Type Cute Voice

It's important to understand that Level A access to the library is far more than just a simple letter; it's an access level that only those with formal faculty status at the Dingchuan Academy possess.

It must not be transferred or lent; it is a dedicated area with countless isolation measures.

Above that is the professor level of access, which is Dingchuan's absolute secret. Neither Mu Fan nor Hei can access the secrets hidden beneath those layers of secrecy.

"Yes, I can help you select skills and then learn them through Optical Brain simulation."

The question that Mu Fan had been pondering for several days felt as simple as drinking plain water after Hei explained it.

"That strong?"

"What else?"

"Why didn't you say so sooner!"

"You've gone astray, my Fan..."

It sighed deeply, feeling heartbroken for Mu Fan, who was beginning to turn cunning.

Although it doesn't have a heart, that doesn't matter.

When Mu Fan truly decides to do something, his thinking becomes clearer than ever before.

"This afternoon I'll first do some running step training in the Gravity Room. Could you make an appointment with the Blue Star Construction Bank for me? I'll go there at 4 PM. And then..."

Mu Fan paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

"And then what?" Hei's curiosity was bursting, it was rare to see Mu Fan formally making plans.

"Then help me think of a way to forge an alibi."

"Simple. Leave everything to me. I'll use my unique Mirror Watermark Technology to make everyone think you got into a taxi to go back to school. You even thought of that. Mu Fan, you're becoming more and more formidable."

"Hahaha." Mu Fan, who had been running with a serious expression, suddenly burst into laughter. He was so happy to hear such heartfelt praise from Hei.

"By the way, any suggestions regarding infiltration attire?"

"You only just thought of that! I've already made arrangements. A Robot Express Company will be sending a package around noon. Inside is a lightweight backpack I purchased from another planet. It can be disguised as a briefcase. You can carry it to the bank."

"Then in the afternoon, when you leave Star Construction Bank, go to a nearby Garbage Disposal Station. I have arranged for a cleaning robot to regularly deposit a bag of clothes there. Just put your formal attire into your backpack, and everything will be taken care of."

Hei perfectly completed Mu Fan's plan.

"Excellent! You're truly unique in black." Mu Fan exclaimed sincerely.

"Hahaha~ I think so too, after all, they are the greatest intelligent life in the world!" Black was extremely smug now.

You really can't resist praise...

Mu Fan looked up and realized he had arrived at the apartment entrance.

No longer speaking to Hei, Mu Fan entered the second floor via the floating elevator.

The time is now 5:45. White Hair should be awake by now, while the others should still be asleep.

Mu Fan's fingers even touched the door, he heard a click, and the door suddenly opened.

Mu Fan quickly withdrew his finger, startled.

Why is White Hair so eager to get up?

Wearing a tracksuit of unknown brand, his demeanor transitioned seamlessly from that of a noble young master to that of a sunny boy.

With a bright smile on his face and a hint of surprise in his voice, he asked, "You're up so early too?"

Mu Fan genuinely surprised, because the person who went out was none other than his fourth roommate, Gu Yunyou, whom he had just met yesterday.

"Yeah, I've gotten into the habit of getting up early to exercise. What about you?"

"The early bird catches the worm, laziness is the worst thing you can do. Haha, how about another jog?" He winked at Mu Fan, giving him a meaningful look.

Mu Fan waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, I'll come back to wash up and get ready to eat."

"Okay, see you tonight."

Gu Yunyou waved to Mu Fan and walked into the floating elevator with a smile, disappearing from sight.

I never expected that my roommate, who seems to come from a very wealthy family, would have such a high level of self-discipline, and his manner of speaking is three levels higher than White Hair's!

Why are there such big differences between people?

Shaking his head, Mu Fan walked into the apartment.

As expected, both of their bedroom doors were locked.

After washing up in an orderly manner, Mu Fan wiped his face and knocked on White Hair's door.

Knock knock knock.

Nobody's here...

Knock knock knock.

Still no one!

Just as Mu Fan raised his hand to strike again.

The door creaked open a crack.

But there was no other movement.

What happened?

Mu Fan pushed open the door.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

A figure, tinged with red, performed three backflips in succession before gracefully landing on the bed.

"Sa!"

What?

"One warehouse!"

All that could be seen was that the White Hair was completely naked, no, he also had a bright red pair of underwear around his waist!

At this moment, she is looking down at the bed with her eyes closed, slowly lifting her white hair with one hand, and gently shaking a finger with the other.

"Xiao hope, how many times have I told you? This dormitory... prohibits personality cults. If you feel that my handsome appearance has shocked you, then feel free to insult me with your camera."

Mu Fan's hands trembled uncontrollably. If White Hair hadn't been mentally unstable, he would have beaten Mu Fan's head into a pulp!

"Xiao hope, why aren't you saying anything?... Hehe, are you envious of my well-defined muscles? Where's the camera shutter? Let me hear your inner screams."

He pressed his fist against his forehead, bent over, and his muscles bulged out, gleaming even more against the backdrop of his red trousers.

Mu Fan's trembling hands pulled out the top-tier Sky Communicator that Nuonuo had given him.

Close your eyes and press down hard on the White Hair that's striking a pose.

Click!

A camera shutter clicked.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, the White Hair smugly twitched his bony muscles.

Then, she lifted the thin sheet with her toes to wrap herself up, and tossed her head upwards.

"Why are we five minutes late... Holy crap!!"

When his eyes fell upon the trembling figure standing at the door, it was none other than Mu Fan. The White Hair was so frightened that he slammed against the wall with a snap, like a chick trembling at the sight of an eagle.

"My brother, what brings you here! Where's that bitch Xiao hope? She said she'd come to see me this morning."

Mu Fan's voice was dry as he spoke, "Yin Shuai, you're very good. You've successfully lowered my standards."

"Heh... heh, I really didn't expect it to be you. That bitch Xiao hope said we'd stake out the girls' dormitory together this morning."

"Get dressed first, then we can talk business!"

Forcibly suppressing the pent-up anger within him, Mu Fan slammed the door shut.

"Okay, I'll put on my clothes. You promised you wouldn't hit my face."

As the trembling White Hair boy huddled by the bedside, watching Mu Fan's hand reach behind him...

His eyes twitched again in fright.

Then Mu Fan took out...

A woven tote bag.

"Bai Guyue has finished preparing the Brain Domain Repair Agent for you. She said it should heal the hidden injuries in your brain. I hope you won't foam at the mouth again next time."

Seeing Mu Fan's helpless expression and hearing his words, White Hair welled up with tears.

He excitedly rushed over and snatched the woven tote bag away.

Seeing the syringe and medicine lying quietly in a small transparent box, he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Th-thank you, I really didn't expect that..."

Mu Fan saw that White Hair's eyes were actually glistening with tears, and his incoherent excitement was completely different from usual.

"Bai Guyue still remembers this, so thank her. I need to continue training today, I'm going to eat now~"

"Go, my Fan, I will remember this kindness!"

Now, all White Hair could see was that syringe.

"Intravenous injection."

"I understand."

Mu Fan gave another instruction, and upon hearing White Hair's reassuring reply, he returned to his bedroom with peace of mind.

Judging from White Hair's expression, he should understand. Don't worry about it anymore; I need to quickly ask Nuonuo about her situation and find out what happened.

Shaking his head, Mu Fan slammed his door shut.

At that moment, Li Xiaoxi, still sleepy-eyed, yawned and walked out of her bedroom.

Ouch... I think I overslept. That shouldn't be the case.

Then I walked to the door of the White Hair's bedroom.

Huh? The door wasn't closed.

So Open Gate and called out, "Brother Mao, sorry I overslept, let's get going now, yawn~"

But the yawn stopped abruptly halfway through, and Li Xiaoxi was wide awake. She covered her mouth tightly with both hands to keep herself from making a sound.

A tremor that ran from my heart to my tailbone sent a chill down my spine.

At this moment, the White Hair was kneeling on the bed, his red shorts exposed again, though they had been pulled down halfway. He tilted his head back, one hand holding a syringe that he had just inserted into the vein in his thigh on the side of his pert buttocks.

As the needle pierced the skin, the cool liquid was injected into the muscles. White hair flew up in an arc as the head jerked, and an incredibly seductive voice emanated from the throat.

"Ah~~~ That feels so good~~~"

The demonic sound entered my ears.

Li Xiaoxi's eyes were filled with tears, her teeth clenched tightly around her collar, and her voice, choked with fear, finally broke free and sobbed out:

"Mom... I'm scared."