"Aren't you going to be a big alchemist? If you don't learn biology well, you can't become a big alchemist." Wang Ning looked at Lina, who was about to explode after being upset for a year, and quickly changed the method of persuasion.

Lina frowned and let go, frowned and let go. It seemed that after a long period of mental struggle, she finally compromised.

He bowed to the teacher on the podium and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, teacher, I won't be late next time."

The old man on the podium saw Lina and Wang Ning admit their mistakes sincerely, and stopped talking, but waved his hand to let the two of them enter the classroom.

Although I don’t know what the status of the Crawford family is, the old man can stop when he sees it.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter whether the children of such aristocratic families learn or not. Which family does not have a million gold coins to inherit? He only needs to pay attention to the students with high talent in the class.

Wang Ning and Lina tacitly walked to the empty seat at the end of the classroom and opened the textbook.

However, it turns out that Lina may really not have the talent to be a great alchemist.

After all, no matter how high the IQ is, it is absolutely impossible to become a great alchemist if you can fall asleep after listening to the class for three minutes.

However, although Lina fell asleep, Wang Ning became more and more interesting as she listened.

When he was in Zhengong School and Gushanying, Wang Ning had learned some biology, but he taught some very simple knowledge. It was much less profound than the knowledge taught by a professor named Mendel on the stage. Before he knew it, Wang Ning entered a state of a student.

What college teaches is really fun.

The two classes totaled 120 minutes. After the five minutes of going to the toilet, Professor Mendel began to talk endlessly.

The first class was fine. Everyone except Lina was still listening whether they recognized it seriously or not.

In the second class, the situation in the class changed. Some people were still listening, while the other part, about a dozen people had already started dozing off.

Wang Ning also understood that most of the people who dozed off were family members, and the teacher seemed to be accustomed to it and did not wake up these students.

After the bell rings in the second class, Lina snored gently, not affected by the noisy ringtone at all, so assistant Wang Ning only slapped him with a slap.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! My weight loss potion will be refined soon! Why do you wake me up?!" Lina muttered in a daze.

"Miss, the get out of class is over. The next class is an alchemy experiment class, and the laboratory is upstairs."

"It's over? Oh. Okay, let's go." Lina stood up staggeringly before she could fully wake up.

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Feilencui City is the largest city-state in the Luoxing Federation. At the same time, it is Luoxing's country, and all important federal agencies are headquartered here.

In a dark room in Fei Lengcui, two men gathered around a small table to drink high-end tea imported from Aslan Dalu.

One of the old men with a gray head was drinking tea, while the other middle-aged man kept talking.

But what he said seemed to be covered by something, as if it came from a distance, and it seemed to be coming out of the water. Even if the others put their ears to his mouth, they couldn't hear them clearly.

This is a special blood power that covers the sound. No matter how powerful your strength is, as long as the caster does not want you to hear it, then you will definitely not hear it.

After a while, the middle-aged man seemed to have finished speaking, and he picked up a cup of tea in front of him and started drinking.

The other old man stopped drinking tea after listening and frowned.

"Can the news delivered by the Deretron family be believed?" The middle-aged man asked the old man after taking a sip of tea.

"We and Derey have not had direct interest conflicts over the years, and I don't think they dare to fabricate such things at will."

"This is, it's a big deal to make up such news,"

"Then let's deal with it. Anyway, I'm just the finance minister of a small city-state. Regardless of whether it is true or false, I'll kill you."

"Okay." After taking the last sip of tea, the middle-aged man stood up and said goodbye.

Looking at the middle-aged man's back as he left, the old man's eyes were so gloomy.

The godlike race can actually pretend to be humans and get involved in humans.

For humans, this is simply a bolt from the blue.

Countless questions appeared in the mind of the old man who mastered Luo Xing’s intelligence department.

How many of them have?

What are their identities now? Ordinary people? Middle class? Even elites in certain fields?!

How long have they been infiltrated? How many years? Decades? Even hundreds of years?!

How much information did they convey to the gods?

As the old man thought about it, a lot of cold sweat emerged from the old man's forehead.

Once a big war occurs, the old man dares not imagine how much damage these undercover agents can cause?!

The old man adjusted his emotions and went out.

Unlike other countries' intelligence agencies that have a special office, Luo Xingguo's intelligence agencies do not have a so-called headquarters, because in the minds of all the intelligence agents of Luo Xing, the place where the old man is is the intelligence headquarters.

There were people coming and going on the noisy streets, and at one moment, all the pedestrians suddenly became quiet.

An old man slowly walked out of a small building on the side of the road.

"Ka, da, da."

The whole street was left with the sound of leather shoes under the old man stepping on the ground.

A few steps later, the old man got on an ordinary carriage.

Then the carriage began to move slowly.

The streets began to get noisy again, the vendors on the street started to hawk again, the lovers in the cafe began to whisper again, and the children playing started to play again.

No one realized it or had forgotten it. At a certain moment, they all stopped doing things, talking, and other things, as if time had forbidden.

There is only one person who realizes all this, the driver who drives the old man.

What happened to the old man today? He actually let his powerful bloodline escape and drove the old man for decades. He had never seen him perform like this.

The twelve-level blood power of the spell system only evaporated a little bit, causing the people on the entire street to stop all their actions.

What is the reason why the old man, who is only one step away from the Heavenly King, is so lost?

Could it be that the information that was not good for Luo Xing was sent to the Dere Intelligence Manager?

But Dere and Luo Xing do not have a border, and there is no big conflict of interest. After all, there is a common enemy between the two countries - the Western Empire of St. Dutch. As the saying goes, the enemy is a friend.

Besides, I heard that the female king of my family has a very good relationship with the old man Napoleon of Dere.

Neither in the mood nor in the sense of reason nor in the way of Luo Xing.

And even if Derui really wants to tamper with Luo Xing, the old man who has experienced so many storms should not be so lost.

"Stop thinking about it, go to the Presidential Palace."

It seemed that he noticed that the coachman was a little absent-minded, and the old man's majestic voice came from the car.

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