A long list of data scrolled on the holographic screen, and several lines of bright red characters were marked in the lower right corner - Qi Ze, male, 18 years old, carbon-based, pure Chinese blood.

Pure Chinese blood? Such people are very rare in black eye galaxies. After thousands of years of mixed living and reproduction, the vast majority of human blood is mixed with alien genes. Yan Junyu himself inherited four bloodlines, and this is already considered extremely pure.

From this point of view, the country where Qi Ze originally lived should have been established by Chinese people, and there were very few or no aliens at all. Thinking like this, he turned around and left the testing room, only to see Xu Qi leading two students in.

"Second time." Yan Junyu whispered when passing by the other side, "This is the second time that Qi Ze has escaped under your nose. If I can survive, I must tell you personally - don't Look down on anyone."

Xu Qi's eyes, which have never been emotionally fluctuated, showed a bit of anxiety, showing what a desperate situation he was in. One of the inspectors raised his hand and said tremblingly, "Lieutenant General, the Marshal asked you to quickly return the young patriarch's mecha back to the Imperial Capital Star, and he will ask Master Mu to inspect it on your behalf."

Master Mu is the only chief weapon expert in the empire who can create super mechas. His son Mu Ran and Yan Junyu grew up together. They have a very deep relationship and are also geniuses with sss level of spiritual power. His grandfather, Mu Feixing, had a bigger background. He had personally built six super mechas, two of which belonged to the Federation and the other four belonged to the Empire. Because of this, the Empire has long been able to overwhelm the Federation in military equipment and compete with other forces in the Black Eye Galaxy.

The mecha was sent to the Imperial Capital Star and checked by Master Mu himself. It can be seen that Xu Qi did not find any abnormality before.

Yan Junyu thought about it carefully and made sure that he remembered correctly. One second before he was seriously injured, his mecha did fail. Accident or murder, the question may take a while to be answered. But what if you knew? People are dead and nothing can be undone.

No, maybe... Thinking of this, he shook his head and smirked that he had been brainwashed by Qi Ze, and had some secret expectations for such a ridiculous thing. Repeatedly telling himself not to think too much and to prepare for the worst as soon as possible, he said "goodbye" to Xu Qi, and then went after Qi Ze.

Ouyang Ye grabbed Qi Ze and refused to let go. He had long forgotten about his little girlfriend before.

"What happened just now?" He didn't dare to say it outright for fear of being eavesdropped on him. He only asked vaguely, with a blush of excitement on his face. The inner qi of the Taijutsu is similar to the spiritual force, and it can bind the space button or enter the star net. Now, his inner qi is searching in the space button again and again, and the ice coffin is always within the perception range, and it has not disappeared for even a second.

Twice before and after, the space scanner could not detect it. If Xu Qi found out the truth, he would probably get his nose twisted in anger.

Ouyang Ye was still in the rebellious period, and he was a little frightened at first, but thinking about it now, he finds it very exciting and fun. He bumped Qi Ze with his shoulder, then secretly gave a thumbs up.

Seeing this scene as soon as he followed, Yan Junyu was neither laughing nor not, choked for a long time before he let out a long sigh. He had to admit that Qi Ze was very powerful, and when his body fell into his hands, it was equivalent to disappearing into this world completely. Unless he took the initiative to take it out, no one would want to find it.

Qi Ze, who was still indifferent and indifferent, explained in a low voice, "I said nothing will happen, unless you are stupid. Go back to class, you are safe now."

Ouyang Ye was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask. He nodded obediently and went to the training ground.

Yan Junyu followed the young man, constantly looking down at his childish face, and there were countless speculations in his heart. He wanted to know what kind of environment the boy grew up in, what kind of education he had received, and how many hardships he encountered. He is obviously a person with a story, otherwise he would not have been so calm and sophisticated at a young age, playing Xu Qi and the military all over the place.

During his scrutiny, Qi Ze walked into the classroom, sat down in the corner as usual, then opened the shopping website, put the items he liked into the shopping cart one by one, and prepared to buy them when he had the money.

"I want this, I want this, this seems very interesting, I want to..." He muttered to himself, moving quickly, only after some screening did he show a stunned expression, "700 million credit points, how can there be so many No, I can't even afford the cheapest nutrient solution!"

He seemed extremely annoyed, he pulled his hair with his hands, and said in frustration, "I didn't expect Qi Ze to have today!"

Yan Junyu was almost amused by him to laugh out loud. What is calm, sophisticated, and unpredictable, all are scattered by this bleak little appearance.

"No, you have to find a way to make money, and it's a lot of money, and it's not worth it." Qi Ze set a small goal for himself, and then looked up at the podium. Yan Junyu also restrained his smile and followed his line of sight.

Since some students were still being checked at the school gate, today's class was changed to music appreciation. The instructor pressed the switch button, and all the desks moved slowly, and finally formed a circle, vacating the middle position. A beautiful girl with a gentle temperament walked over with a strange musical instrument and bowed slightly. Her impeccable demeanor and refined and luxurious dress suggest that she has a distinguished family and an extraordinary upbringing.

Seeing the musical instrument the girl was holding in her arms, Qi Ze whispered, "Guqin?"

"Do you recognize it?" Yan Junyu was surprised. Guqin is an extremely ancient musical instrument. In the Black Eye Galaxy, not to mention playing it, very few people have seen it. The empire has always attached great importance to the protection of ancient cultural heritage, and anyone who has mastered the method of playing ancient musical instruments will be trained.

But soon, his surprise was replaced by a sudden realization, he nodded and said, "Of course you recognize it. In your hometown, this kind of ancient musical instrument should be very common, right? The reason why you left the empire is because you are unwilling to abandon your blood, and you are not willing to give up your blood. The things passed down will naturally be well protected.”

He originally thought that those who left had made the wrong choice, but after seeing Qi Ze's bizarre methods, this idea had been shaken uncontrollably.

A few students were whispering, "I'm so lucky today to be able to enjoy Meng Yao's performance. I heard that she has been recommended by the principal. As long as she passes the exam, she can go to the Imperial Conservatory of Music for further study next semester. Hey, she What kind of musical instrument are you holding, it looks so strange!"

"That's the guqin, something only nobles can afford to learn," said a student with an equally prominent family background.

"That's right, the price of Meng Yao's piano is as high as 7 million. It is an antique dug up from the ruins of the earth. I heard that the older the piano, the better the sound and the higher the price. Last year, the world auction house's top bidder was a For the guqin, the bidding reached 330 million." Another well-informed student said.

The sound of gasping came one after another, and everyone looked at Meng Yao unconsciously with a bit of envy.

Qi Ze was still a little sluggish, but when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked forward, his eyes flashing brightly. Yan Junyu couldn't help but teased, "Strange, why did I see the star coin symbol in your eyes?"

Qi Ze couldn't hear what Meng Yao performed later. He immersed himself in searching for information and found that in the empire, there are three most expensive things: one is high-level mecha; the second is rare energy mines, and the third is antiques. The first two have a specific price tag, but the latter is difficult to estimate. As long as the age is old enough and the preservation is complete enough, it is not uncommon to sell it for a sky-high price.

After finally checking all the relevant information, Qi Ze let out a long sigh of relief, the corners of his eyes and brows showing an undisguised joy.

Yan Junyu asked, "Why, how many antiques do you have in your hand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out in the classroom. Before he knew it, Meng Yao had finished the performance and was walking down holding the guqin. The instructor highly praised her, and told the students to pay attention to safety in the near future, and then announced the get out of class.

Qi Ze, who never interacted with his classmates, stopped Meng Yao for the first time and asked in a low voice, "Hello Meng Yao, can you show me the guqin in your hand?"

"Sorry, I never let anyone touch my qin." Having said that, when a classmate next to him made the same request, Meng Yao smiled slightly and handed the qin over generously, with the intention of deliberately humiliating Qi Ze. obvious.

"Although Ouyang Ye is very rich, if you break this piano, he may not compensate you for it. Seven million, are you worth the price?" the classmate who looked at the piano sneered.

There were bursts of snickering around, no one sympathized with Qi Ze, let alone isolated him and insulted him. They have long been used to making fun of carbon-based people. Without great strength, there is no right to survive. This is the law of natural elimination.

Qi Ze's cheeks flushed red, and there were tears in his eyes, as if he had been greatly hurt. He ran out of the classroom with his head lowered, but did not go far, but stood against the wall for a while.

Suddenly there was a slight "click" sound in the classroom, followed by a series of exclamations. Meng Yao roared frantically, "Oh my God, my piano string is broken! You broke it! How can I take the entrance exam without a piano? You killed me! You bitch!"

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground and the screams of a group of people fighting. The two people who were smug and smug just now will become bruised and embarrassed in a few minutes. What's more terrible is that the timbre of modern-made qin has already changed due to the workmanship and material. If the authentic guqin cannot be bought before the examination, Meng Yao's musical dream will stop there.

And now that the end of the period is approaching, there is not much time for her to look for it.

Outside the classroom, Qi Ze seemed to be sniffing at his palm, but in reality he was slowly absorbing the last trace of aura from the guqin, and his eyes hidden between his fingers were full of malice and interest.

Yan Junyu stared at him for a long time, shook his head and sighed, "You are really full of bad water." Would such a person really give everything to help himself? The answer seems unpredictable.