He invested 200 billion just to send a message to the Lorentz Family.
"In terms of wealth, who’s afraid of whom?"
Ying Zijin’s eyelashes trembled ever so slightly again.
She raised her hand and poked the man’s face.
Fu Yunshen turned his head, and before she could push him away, he caught her fingers, smiling, "Yaoyao, I guarantee, I didn’t electrify you this time."
Ying Zijin glanced at him, "You saying it doesn’t make it so."
"Fine," he said, lowering his head to pinch her cheek, chuckling low, "Girlfriend, you have the final say."
**
After resting for another day in O continent, Ying Zijin embarked on her journey back home.
Before leaving, she made a special trip to see Irina.
Irina was lucky; she was in the hospital at the time of the explosion, far away from the blast, and was quickly evacuated.
Afterward, Yu Xuesheng lifted the hypnotic suggestion and healed her.
Now, Irina is a normal person again.
This proved that the hypnotist who treated Irina originally harbored ill intentions.
Otherwise, if they truly wanted to heal Irina, they wouldn’t have tried to awaken any past life memories.
Ying Zijin looked through the window one last time at Irina and her parents, then boarded the private jet prepared by IBI.
University Town suffered tremendous losses, and both universities have completely suspended classes.
But with the help of IBI, reconstruction would soon be underway.
The news of Ying Zijin’s awakening had not been disclosed to the public yet.
Even Fu Yunshen wasn’t sure if those people would make their move once again.
Later, IBI collected debris from the ruins for research.
At first, they couldn’t figure anything out, but then came news from Norton University.
They said that both the DEATH poison fog and the bombs were Alchemical Medicine.
The professors from the Alchemy Department at Norton University analyzed the components of the DEATH poison fog and produced the first batch of antidote, which was delivered to the hospitals.
"Alchemical Medicine," Fu Yunshen murmured as he examined the report sent by Li Xini, his eyes deepening, "The Alchemy world?"
The Alchemy world is an even more mysterious place than the Ancient Medicine field, and far more insular.
Without being an Alchemist, one cannot enter.
He had entered only once.
If they were Alchemical Medicine, it would explain why so many detectors failed to pick up any signs.
Alchemy, more complex than Ancient Medicine, is also not open to the general public.
So even after twenty years of research, Imperial Capital University couldn’t figure out what the DEATH poison fog was.
Ying Zijin’s expression cooled, "They are the same group that went to the Fu Family back then."
She was certain it was not the Alchemy world.
The Alchemy world has strict rules; without the permission of the Alchemy world, no Alchemist can leave.
The Alchemy world also doesn’t allow the emergence of harmful Alchemical Medicine.
If violated, one would be hunted down by all Alchemists.
Ying Zijin rested her hand on her forehead, lost in thought.
"Yes, it’s them," Fu Yunshen stated flatly, "The ones who kidnapped Professor Herwen were also from this force, but they were probably just minions."
He had been investigating for so many years and still had not found the individuals responsible for the death of Fu Liuying.
However, this force seemed to have become more active recently, lurking and ready to strike.
But clearly, they also had concerns and didn’t come out en masse.
Ying Zijin closed her eyes for a moment, then after a few minutes, opened them again, her eyelashes casting a shadow.
She deliberately observed the upcoming months in Hua Country and saw no similar incidents occurring.
This was somewhat reassuring.
Observing such a large range in one go brought a wave of tiredness.
Ying Zijin leaned back in the soft chair and soon fell asleep.
**
A day later.
June 6th, with only one day left until the national college entrance exam.
Verdant Middle School.
Even though IBI had announced that the wounded were all being treated in the hospital and would wake up eventually, without concrete news, a pall still hung over Verdant.
The principal was so anxious his hair was falling out in clumps, and he couldn’t eat.
Just then, someone knocked at the door.
The principal wiped his eyes with a tissue and put on his glasses before saying, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and a girl wearing a mask walked in.
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