Looking in the mirror, I haven't seen Zhang Muzi, the true face of Lushan without beards for a long time. I feel that even if I meet up with those inland intelligence officials who had met with him a few days ago, they will never recognize themselves easily, and I can't help but smile proudly.

Afterwards, he cleaned his body, put on his clothes and left the rented community directly, stopped a taxi on the main road, and rushed to Xipu District.

Pretending to be a tourist, he hiked through the streets and alleys of Xipu with his cell phone in one whole day, took countless photos, but found no trace of a suspicious person. In the evening, Zhang Muzi, who had found nothing, casually found a restaurant on the side of the road to fill his stomach, continued to look for a needle-like trick in a haystack to find a suspicious target.

But as he walked, he suddenly realized that after nightfall, the number of pedestrians in the old city decreased by 60% to 70%. It became a bit eye-catching for him to travel around like this. After thinking about it, he felt that he could not lose his big deal because of the small amount. He shook his head and stopped, reached out to stop the car for rent, and rushed back to the rented community.

Unlike the night depression in the old city, at 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening, even the branches of the Shencheng New District were crowded with people, which seemed even noisy than during the day.

Thinking that the four college students who rented a house would not be able to go home so early, or even stay at night, Zhang Muzi was planning to sneak into the mysterious Wutong Temple in the suburbs late at night to find out the situation;

While walking up the second floor in a daze, he opened the door to the suite and suddenly saw two human-shaped monsters with a face similar to a tiger's head sitting in the center of the living room, waiting for him. He couldn't help but feel excited. His thoughts turned, and he instantly summoned the gods and waved his hand to summon a hurricane. He attacked the enemy with a preemptive move.

Without the confrontation of evolutionary power or magical powers as imagined, the two monsters were swept into the air by the whirlwind without any resistance. After a burst of unbelievable silence, they all shouted for help in panic, "Ah. What's wrong, help...";

"Help, Guo Peijun, Guo Peijun come and help..."

With a cry of tenderness, Zhang Muzi suddenly came to his senses and realized that what he had bound with his superpower was the two female college students who rented a house for him. He felt panic and hurriedly dispersed his magical powers with his thoughts.

Without the hurricane, the two girls fell from the air more than two meters above the ground in an instant. Fortunately, there was a soft sofa under them, so after falling, they just let out a whimper, but they were not injured.

"What's wrong, Yijun, what's wrong with you...";

"Mimi, don't be afraid that something will happen if I come..." While the female college students fell, their boyfriends also ran out from the public bathroom in the living room and stumbled from the bedroom and shouted in a hurry.

When he saw his boyfriend, Lu Yijun and Mi Lin, who had different personalities, blamed each other. The other acted coquettishly and had completely different attitudes, shouted: "Liu Hao, it's all your fault that you insisted on going to the haunted house a few days ago. As a result, I really encountered a ghost today...";

"Pei Jun, I, we were just swept into the air by a tornado, so terrible..."

Zhang Muzi, who was standing at the door, felt that the situation would become more and more embarrassing if he didn't explain it. He gritted his teeth and coughed lightly, "Student Lu, it's not a ghost, I think you are not at home, but suddenly I was shocked to see you and Mi applying facial mask..."

After hearing him finish speaking, the four people in the room discovered that at some point there was a peer with short black hair standing at the gate with delicate facial features as if he was walking out of an idol comic. They couldn't help but be stunned.

More than ten seconds later, Milin was the first to come back to his senses and break the silence. He glared at Zhang Muzi and shouted: "Who are you, why are you here, and who told you the password for the door?"

"I am your temporary tenant, Zhang Muzi, we met this morning. Don't you remember it, classmate Mi?" Seeing that Mi Lin didn't hear what he had just explained, Zhang Muzi sighed and said with a wry smile. After a girl's tongue-tied look, she responded with a stuttering response in a completely questionable tone, "The tenant this morning!

You, you, you didn’t look like this in the morning, but you were a boy!”

"I'm a boy now, okay?" Zhang Muzi explained laughing and crying: "It's just that I had a beard in the morning, and now I shaved off my beard and changed my hairstyle, so my appearance has changed a little.

Anyway, I was sorry for a misunderstanding just now. I was really tired after walking on the street for a day. I went back to my room to rest first. Good night everyone." Then he took advantage of the crowd's dazedness and quickly walked into his room.

After closing the door, Zhang Muzi was lying on the bed and pondering for a while, suddenly woke up by the knock on the door. Then a crisp female voice broke into his ear, "Student Zhang, we have made some food. Do you want to come out and taste it?"

"No need, thank you." Zhang Muzi, who heard it was Lu Yijun's voice, was just finding a place to stay and didn't want to get involved with these inland college students, said tactfully.

But Lu Yijun's thoughts outside the door were completely opposite to Zhang Muzi. After being turned away, he immediately said, "Don't be so unsociable, classmate Zhang, according to your travel plan, we have to spend at least ten days together day and night. Of course, we should know each other more and get familiar with each other.

By the way, didn’t you say that everyone was Chinese in the morning, and you thought I was too unkind? I’ll review it tonight and then…”

Hearing Lu Yijun's tone of not giving up until he achieved his goal, Zhang Muzi had no choice but to open the door and responded with a smile: "Thank you for inviting Lu, what did you burn?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Seeing the faint smile on Zhang Muzi's face, Lu Yijun was stunned and shook his head and said in an amazement: "Student Zhang, you can clean up your single-wheeled look and it's really beautiful and scary. Although it's not the type I and Mimi like, it looks really pleasing to the eye."

"Thank you." Hearing this, Zhang Muzi nodded with a dry smile, walked out of his bedroom and came to the living room coffee table. He looked at the cans of smoked fish, canned bacon, a large plate of unsatisfactory lettuce fruit platter and a few bowls of ready-to-eat noodles. He opened his mouth and turned his head to look at Lu Yijun and said, "Student Lu, is this the dish you cook?"

“Yes, the cans have been microwaved and they are hot;

The noodles were not soaked, but just cooked eggs with a pot of sacked eggs. Adding the eggs fried by Milin was a perfect meal." Lu Yijun replied proudly in his tone. Liu Hao, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately cooperated and gave a thumbs up and made an expression of admiration when he heard his girlfriend's words.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Muzi opened his mouth and spit out three words again, "Wow... is that right..." and he felt that there was nothing to say. Lu Yijun, who was standing beside him, didn't know if he was really nervous or deliberately tricked him. He seemed to have not seen Zhang Muzi's face, and directly picked up a bowl of hot noodle soup on the coffee table and handed it to Zhang Muzi, "Try it, I'm really awesome to make instant noodles."

Zhang Muzi has a very good family tutor and rarely refuses other people's kindness. It is hard to refuse the kindness. Although he is not hungry at all, he still shows a grateful expression and takes the bowl, saying, "Thank you." He uses chopsticks to pick up the instant noodles and eat it.

After drinking instant noodles, he was about to politely praise him and quickly found an excuse to go back to his room when he suddenly heard Lu Yijun say softly: "Student Zhang, the supernatural ability you just swept up with Milin and me with the wind is the power of evolution. Are you an evolutionist, right?"

Although the term "evolutionary" is no longer a secret message to Earthlings who have entered the interstellar era for a whole generation, it is still a bit incredible that the general public of low-level civilized stars, who have been separated by interstellar adventure and interstellar exploration, can recognize them all at once after feeling the power of evolution.

Zhang Muzi couldn't help but say "uh..." in surprise, and widened his eyes.

"You are so wide-eyed, it seems that you are really an evolutionist!" Lu Yijun shouted ecstaticly: "Living, well, I actually want to live with an evolutionist. It's so happy!" While speaking, he stretched out his finger and poked him a few times as if he was sure that Zhang Muzi was a 'living creature'.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhang, Yijun's major is genetic engineering and a minor in biomedical science," Milin, who was frying eggs in the Nakajima kitchen in the living room, hurriedly explained apologetically: "So she is very interested in characters such as Evolution, Mutant, etc."

Before she could finish her words, Lu Yijun nodded and interrupted, "Yes, I'm very interested. Student Zhang, as far as I know, you can control wind, it's not right, according to your evolutionary person's name, the supernatural power that can bring wind elements can at least be analogous to three-star creatures. Are you modulated through genes or born..."

"Student Lu, can I ask what your measurements are?" Zhang Muzi was silent for a while, frowned and suddenly asked. When he heard this, Lu Yijun said in surprise: "What..."

“I’ll ask you about your measurements;

The time of puberty;

When did you complete your development and become a mature woman who can give birth?" Zhang Muzi continued to ask expressionlessly.

"You, why are you asking these things?" Lu Yijun's face turned red and she said stammeringly, and her boyfriend, who was sitting next to her, stood up with anger and clenched his fists.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Muzi said calmly: "Evolutionists are also humans. For us, what kind of evolutionary power, what strength is it, and what path to obtain this supernatural ability is more private than your measurements and development time*.

Since you feel that the questions I asked you just now were rude and made you feel uncomfortable, then please know how to respect them in the future..."

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable," Lu Yijun suddenly gritted his teeth and interrupted Zhang Muzi loudly, "My measurements are 33, 22, 34; the time of puberty is eleven years old, and then the uterus is mature. The first time I visited "Auntie" was thirteen years old.

OK, I'll answer your question, it's your turn now." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!