Wang Yao

Number: oftum-236-452(538)

Level: 07 Orange

Ability level: 88

Position: None

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"Which is the shortest between two points?" Above the class, in front of the podium, a bald middle-aged man pointed two points at both ends of the white paper and asked the students below.

The untidy answers of "Straight Line..." sounded from the students below. They didn't understand why the professor from the Chinese Academy of Sciences asked these high school students that he was still teaching physics.

The principal and director were very dissatisfied with the students' reactions, but since the professors on the podium looked unconscious, they were not easy to have an attack.

"That's right. The straight line between two points is the shortest, which is a mathematical formula. But what I teach today is physics. On the physical formula..." Professor Bald Ding mysteriously shook his head, picked up the paper in half, and made the two points aligned, and penetrated it tightly with a pen tip. The sound of tearing the paper was obvious in the quiet classroom.

"This is the topic I'm going to talk about today." Professor Yin picked up the chalk and wrote eight vigorous words on the blackboard behind him.

The wormhole is the shortest between two points.

The class ended quickly. The opposite of the beginning was that most students showed a reluctance when they were over. Compared to boring study, what this professor said was much more interesting.

"Professor Yin, please trouble you."

"Nothing. These little guys are very interesting."

The principal and the professor walked out of the teaching building side by side, surrounded by a large group of teachers. Some professors from the Chinese Academy of Sciences are not uncommon, but it is a bit strange that almost all teachers in the school are around. But this is what Professor Yin specifically told me.

Perhaps most of the professors are paranoid. For example, if there is no communication, the Chinese Academy of Sciences called the president's office last night, and the professor rushed over early the next morning.

Then the professor of the Chinese Academy of Sciences became more certain about their ideas. Most scholars were stubborn.

The teacher and the principal were both bombarded and said he wanted to talk to his assistant.

The assistant Professor Yin mentioned is a young man with a slender figure and handsome appearance. His eyebrows are cold, and he doesn't look like an assistant no matter how he looks. Some people believe in the killer.

"Success?" He glanced at the principal who was looking here in the distance. Professor Yin and Wang Yao were walking leisurely in the playground.

"Yes." Wang Yao nodded and shook a file bag in his hand.

Wang Yao returned to reality yesterday, except for changing his clothes, which looked unscathed. After testing, there was only a small amount of radioactive elements in his body, which was too much for ordinary people, so he didn't have to care about it at all. After staying at home for a long time, he probably got used to tense battles, but he was uncomfortable. So he took on a contribution task that was also in Beijing and found something to do.

The task level is not high, and the reward is only 20 points.

Professor Yin said with an astonishment: "Tsk, I never thought a teacher would have such a thing."

"Nothing strange, ordinary people will definitely not be able to resist this temptation. The agent discovered it early. The teacher did not notice the abnormality, but was just an ordinary cultural relic and had good luck."

Professor Yin nodded. He walked to a shaded place and squinted his eyes at the students walking in groups and threes on the playground under the sun. A trace of nostalgia seemed to be aroused: "How do you plan to use that piece of paper?"

"Use? I thought it was going to be handed over to C7 area." Wang Yao's cold eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment.

"You can give it to the c7 area, but you can use it yourself to make more use. But the contribution point cannot be given to you." Professor Yin laughed a few times, and then he was complacent for saving a contribution. This task was released by their physics laboratory, and the contribution point was naturally taken by them. There is no laboratory in the world that is not short of resources. The c7 area is also.

"I don't think it's useful to me." Wang Yao threw the file bag lightly. It was thin and seemed to have nothing at all.

“It can be traded.”

"trade?"

"Well. Giving it to Satan should be able to exchange for something interesting." The professor said, seeing Wang Yao frowning, and explained: "oftum575, the name is the devil's transaction, but we are more used to calling him Satan, and he also likes this title. The specific function... is that you pay something and exchange it with it, and it has everything, it just depends on whether the price you pay is enough."

"It sounds like a myth." Two girls looked at the two people in the shade from a distance, or to be precise, they were looking at Wang Yao. He raised his eyes and glanced away again.

A faint scream came from there. Wang Yao, who looked cold and despicable, killed these underage girls with extraordinary damage.

"It's true, but unfortunately it's too high to offer it, so we can't get its identity until now hahaha..." Professor Yin laughed twice and noticed the two girls.

Wang Yao didn't say anything, Professor Yin's words were a bit leaps and he couldn't quite understand.

"The Devil's Transaction. We need to pay five percent of the thousands of containment items in exchange for information about its identity." Professor Yin continued.

"It's so greedy."

"Hahaha, after all, it's a demon." Professor Yin laughed a few times and patted Wang Yao on the shoulder. "If you have time, go and see. 575 will be researched in our laboratory this month. Those old guys want to see what you are like. It's best to be a trick on Satan. Our people are spitting a lot by it."

"Yes." Wang Yao nodded, his face still calm. Professor Yin sighed slightly, as if he had thought of something, and turned to other interesting things, although he was the only one who laughed.

The task took a whole morning to complete successfully. Strictly speaking, it was only a few minutes, and most of it was spent with Professor Yin. As old as he was, he seemed to talk more.

When he returned home, Wang Yao threw the file bag on the coffee table and fell into the sofa. The sofa made an overwhelming sound, which must have been too long.

Xiao Wu appeared on his shoulders, jumped onto the coffee table from his shoulders, and the mini body slipped and fell down. Its two small short hands were supporting him, grabbed the file bag and opened it, revealing a piece of yellowed broken parchment.

Xiao Wu has always been interested in these things. Or it is the only emotion and curiosity it has.

"Can it summon a demon? Wang Yao and Wang Yao, try summoning one."

Wang Yao casually looked through the newspaper that was placed aside a few years ago, and Xiao Wu shouted and said, "I'm not interested."

"Go to find Satan."

With a thud, the newspaper was put down. Wang Yao thought about it. He didn't take the 20 contribution points seriously.
Chapter completed!