After knowing Zhang Sansui for so long, Roger and Wei Wenhao did not regard the seven words "crazy and cool Zhang Yunhai" as a slogan for the first time, and even vaguely felt that these seven words were too low-key for him.

Level 2 martial artist... Such skills, even if he is placed in the Jixia Academy youth training camp, where geniuses gather, he should be considered a genius, right?

No wonder Zhang Yunhai always looks unreasonable and doesn’t care about martial arts practice or something. Just kidding, can he care about adding, subtracting, multiplication and division of primary school?

"Ahem, I knew you would be scared, haha." Zhang Sansui looked at the expressions of Roger and Wei Wenhao and smiled happily.

If Roger had not revealed his identity as a third-level institutional master, Zhang Yunhai would not have expressed his true cultivation. In his world, walking around the world only depends on the word "Yi" and you have to treat others the way they treat you.

Roger shared his secret with himself, so he couldn't hide it. What kind of hero is the mother-in-law?

"But you are not bad either. A third-level mechanical master. Although you are only a fifth-level warrior now, this level of cultivation is acceptable in our 94 Middle School." Although his identity as a second-level martial artist is indeed a bit dazzling, a fourteen-year-old third-level mechanical master is also an existence that no one can ignore.

"What, are you a level 5 warrior?" Wei Wenhao was shocked, with a complicated expression and could not do it himself.

Wei Wenhao is still very happy to be with Roger. He has a short and good fortune. Although Roger has a third-level mechanical master, he has limited martial arts and his cultivation has always remained at the level of a second-level warrior and could not move forward.

It turns out that God opened a door for you and would close a window for you. Although Wei Wenhao is the third-last in the class, occasionally he will feel lazy whenever he thinks that he is still ranked ahead of Roger, a third-level institution teacher, and he will feel lazy, and he has the illusion that he is actually quite good.

"Are you really a level 5 warrior?" Wei Wenhao seemed a little unbelievable. Compared with Zhang San's second-level martial artist, this situation seemed to make him more difficult to accept. Wenhao himself was a level 5 warrior who had just broken through.

"This... I have only recently broken through. My martial arts bottleneck problem seems to be good..." Roger felt that since his cultivation has been seen by Zhang Sansui, it would be meaningless to just shirk it. It would be better to admit it generously.

Anyway, there are so many secrets that everyone shares with each other, and this one is not bad. However, Roger is still a little curious. How did he see his strength at the age of three when he does not use his abilities?

Maybe this is an additional benefit of the martial artist level? But I haven’t heard of the martial artists having this ability?

"It's so amazing. You no longer have to be cowardly from those people. You won't be surprised to drop their chins next time you're assessing!" Psychological activities are psychological activities, and the bottleneck problem that has troubled Roger several years ago was solved. Wei Wenhao is really happy for Roger.

But, it seems that I really have to work harder. Wei Wenhao thought to himself that although the third-level institutional masters and the second-level martial artists are all existences that he can only look up to at this stage, he cannot be too bad, right?

Wei Wenhao seemed to have changed his life, and in the next few days he burst out with great enthusiasm for learning and cultivation. Although he was very diligent before, he lacked the determination and confidence that he would not give up until he improved his cultivation.

"Roger, are you in school?" Suddenly, Roger's brain-optic computer received a message from the factory director.

"Yeah, here," Roger replied.

"Well, I'm already at your school, come out to take us around your school?" The factory manager said, tomorrow is the opening of the Smart Mechanical Competition, and he comes to the school to participate in the pre-match preparations.

The school is not big, and while talking, Roger had already met with the factory manager, and there was also a long legs tied with his head.

"Isn't tomorrow a qualifier? How do I remember that foreign technical experts usually only have the challenge?" Roger was a little surprised when he met the factory director.

"Haha, you said it's normal, but this year's situation is not ordinary, are you right?" The factory director raised his eyebrows at him, with a smirk on his face.

"By the way, let's introduce you two to the two of you. My new genius boy, Roger, this is my niece, Akimuzi."

"My niece is from Beiyuan No. 2 Middle School, but she is from the same grade as you."

Beiyuan No. 2 Middle School, is that the best middle school in Beiyuan City?

Roger nodded slightly at Qiu Muzi, saying hello, but Qiu Muzi seemed to have not seen Roger, and did not speak or change his expression.

Qiu Muzi looked at Roger with his eyes, and his expression was like looking at a piece of wood. Why do people say hello to a piece of wood? So Qiu Muzi would not say hello to Roger.

Qiu Muzi tied a simple ponytail, with just a thin linen rope, which lifted up one shoulder, making it refreshing and clean.

"Haha, my niece, just think she can't speak." The factory director knew his niece very well and explained to Roger.

Qiu Muzi "bummed" the factory director's uncle with his eyes, but he still didn't say anything or expression.

The two of them immediately followed Roger's lead and began to walk on the campus of No. 94 Middle School while talking. Of course, the factory director and Roger were talking, and Qiu Muzi was only following behind, neither hurrying nor slow nor speaking.

I have to say that although Qiu Muzi was not decorated, a thin cloth rope should be all sheds for her as a girl. However, appearance is God's knowledge of food and food. Along the way, the three of them were like celebrities crossing the streets. Everyone drooped their eyes and couldn't accept it.

Roger was a little embarrassed. After all, he was just a boy who had not experienced the scene. He could stand the cold eyes, but he could not absorb such attention for a while. It felt like he was baking Roger under the sun, his heartbeat inside and outside.

After a change of thought, Roger began to walk towards the library with the three of them.

The library is a place where there are fewer people and more people now have classes, so there should be much fewer people there, right?

Roger was also talking to the factory manager about the incident of Damotang and his latest ideas about the issue of intelligent roadblocks. He has also experimented and verified many of his ideas in the past few days.

For paper aircraft that regard dodge as its only skill, the analysis and reaction of intelligent roadblocks is simply its life.

And just as Roger and the factory manager were having a hot discussion, two familiar figures walked towards the three of them.

Murong Wan'er and Zhang Sansui!

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!