The black braised eggs are very efficient this time, which may be related to this little thing being too simple and easy for him.

Two days later, a total of thirty "general teachers" were handed over to the New York University School of Medicine at the donation ceremony for study and scientific research.

Even the tutor who was angry with Christine in advance was shocked. He had thirty "big teachers" with one move. This was not something that ordinary rich people could do. Without a certain amount of power, there was no need to think about it.

NYU naturally has no shortage of powerful graduates, but which one of the so many famous universities in the United States is not like this? When there are too many monks and too little porridge, it is easy to get caught if anyone’s eating is ugly. Therefore, it is precious to have an “active donation” from other schools like Dior!

The school also paid more attention to this "borrowing student". Not only did he allow him to use the classroom and some teaching tools, but these general teachers also specially divided several pieces and handed them over to him for use alone, which was also regarded as fulfilling the original promise. Both sides benefited each other and got along very harmoniously.

Of course, as the middle bridge that contributed to all this, Christine also received high praise from her mentors and the school. In the future, her juniors will also thank her senior sister for her contributions and she has greatly browsed her face.

............

At around 8pm on Friday, Dior, who had finished his day, waited until Will left and returned to his room and took out an old n-handed camera and placed it on the table.

Then the purple vine went out from his hand and tied the camera on the table in circles, then Dior activated his ability to "read and write" in time and smashed the camera with one punch.

If someone else saw such a strange behavior, he would probably call the police immediately if he was seen as a mental illness.

But the next moment, the camera, which had been completely destroyed, spit out a very clear photo.

Dior picked up the photo and looked carefully, then casually swept the wreckage of the camera on the table into the trash can.

The person in the photo is Colonel William Stryker, who often shows his face in the military to promote his mutant harm theory. Dior has been hitting Edman alloy in his hands these days, so he needs to master the other party's secret research base in advance.

At this time, the most useless [Hidden Purple] actually came in handy in advance, allowing Dior to control the opponent's position at any time.

However, William Stryker has been holding some meetings these days, and he goes home directly after work every day, which has prevented Dior from finding the location of his secret research base. However, where his home is no longer a secret. If it really doesn't work, he can change his appearance and hold this guy over the Eidman alloy. But this is the last choice. If possible, Dior doesn't want to make a big deal, and being able to steal things quietly is the best result.

After confirming that William Stryker's background in the photo was his home, Dior directly ignited the photo and burned it out. There was still nothing to gain today.

"This has to consume a camera every time it is activated, which is really a pitfall."

Dior didn't expect that the more than 20 scrapped cameras he bought last time were consumed so quickly and would be used up in a few days.

He also tried to use other media to activate the ability to "read and write", but the "video signals" that the TV can receive cannot radiate that far, and it is impossible for him to hold a TV all day long.

He also tried the mobile phone, which is much better than the TV, but it seems that this kind of real-time broadcast "video signals" have the limits above, and it is difficult to ignore the distance of space like photos. It is OK to be close, but it is not possible to be far away.

After trying out the current ability limit of [Hidden Purple], Dior was very suspicious that [Hidden Purple] could continue to grow, because there was no reason that the complete substitute was just a few vines.

He felt that [Hidden Purple] was likely to be like Kang Yi's substitute [Echo], which had the possibility of evolving without relying on the power of "arrow", and he could grow in multiple stages, but he has not yet found a way to allow [Hidden Purple] to evolve independently.

Just as Dior was thinking about this possibility, his phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and found that it was a text message from Christine. Today they had made an appointment to take a human-diagnostic lesson together. Although it was a little bit cunning at this time, neither Dior nor Christine obviously cared.

............

A few hours later, about one o'clock in the morning.

After finishing the explanation class, Dior and Christine walked out talking and laughing, and they dismembered a "major teacher" not long ago. The terrible scene seemed to have no effect on their mood.

In fact, even Christine was surprised. She was not afraid of the corpse now because she saw too many people, so she felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. However, when she first took the human body smear class, she vomited directly like most other classmates...

However, under her full attention, Dior did not show any discomfort from beginning to end. Not to mention vomiting, he did not even frown, but instead took the initiative to get started with interest.

Christine also asked him why he wasn't afraid or disgusted.

Dior's answer was: "Not living people are afraid, why are they afraid of dead people?"

If you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with it. What else can you be afraid of when people die? What is really scary about this society is the living people!

When Dior sent Christine to his doorstep, he took the initiative to ask: "Don't you invite me in for a cup of coffee? This time, no homeless man was lying behind and snoring, and it was inappropriate."

"It's a bit too late today. Drinking coffee at this time will affect sleep. I still have several surgeries tomorrow that require early, so it's better to get up next time."

Christine, who had no courage last time, declined a little panic. She was all adults. Is it really that simple to take people home for coffee in the middle of the night?

"That's a pity. Maybe next time I can taste your skills, good night."

"Be careful when you go back, beg!"

Dior didn't force this kind of thing. Maybe he insisted on it today and said some hints like "You don't have to drink coffee" and you can get into the house smoothly, but to be honest, there is no need for this, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing to meet again, and it would be the best to let everything go.

On the way back, Dior smashed the last broken camera in the car, and suddenly parked the car on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!