The people of the Mystic Research Society were certainly unable to hear the conversation between the old lady and the young man in the corner. However, the odd atmosphere was enough for some people to see some clues.
There were professional enthusiasts like Ou Que among the high level cadres of the Mystic Arts Research Society. There were also gossip lords who were extremely interested in private relationships. "What's going on between Old Lady Pan and this Luo guy? Even if a tenth grade kid used his connections, he wouldn't be able to get into the school of design. "
"Where the hell did you guys do your homework when you were bidding? The designer of North Bank Gear is this bro's mother. Looking at the time, he was probably Old Lady Pan's disciple back in the day. "
"Oh, I remember now. A few days ago, Xie Junping chattered on endlessly. I got tired of listening to him, so I automatically blocked it. "
With this gossip lord mentioning it, it was hard for the two platforms to deliberately ignore Luo Nan's existence. The direction of the discussion naturally changed.
Luo Nan's name was like a thunderclap piercing the ears of this group of cadres of the Mystic Research Society during this period of time. Sealing off the third underground floor, directly confronting Vice President Ou Que, raising a devil ray... These methods simply made it clear that Luo Nan was a big shot.
This was a big shot that had appeared out of nowhere. Random people should get out of the way.
But this kid clearly didn't even make it to the last bus to join the society. It seemed like his family background wasn't particularly outstanding. Was this gorgeous turn of events meant to harm the eyes of the people of the Mystic Research Society?
Such an abrupt turn of events naturally created enough topics of discussion. If one were to dig deeper, there would be enough gossip waiting to be discovered or created.
After pondering a few times, someone really did dig out a bit of information. "Speaking of which, I've heard this name before. Hehe. You guys probably won't be able to guess who brought it up."
The suspenseful technique was clumsy enough, but the timing was good. Others would pinch their noses and support him. The suspenseful person didn't let the gossip lord enjoy the limelight amidst a bunch of jeers. He successfully attracted a wave of attention. Only then did he reveal the answer.
"It's our great president."
"President? Tang Yi? "
"Hmm, I just remembered it. That was at the end of September, right? The club's shares hadn't changed yet, so I was in charge of the entrance test for new members. At that time, Senior Sister Tang was pretty much out of the picture and was only a vice president in name. But that day, she specifically came over to greet me, saying that she would take care of Luo Nan during the interview. In the end, Luo Nan didn't come at all … That's why I have such an impression. "
"Hey hey, what's their relationship?"
Keeping him in suspense, he said, "He said he's my friend's younger brother."
"Friend? Man … ah no, girlfriend? "
"Hehe."
In any case, there was one point that could be emphasized after a round of discussion: This fellow Luo Nan had help both inside and outside. Though his background was fuzzy, it could be seen from his performance that he was solid even within the Mystic Arts Research Society, where the second generation gathered.
Therefore, if he could avoid provoking them, he would.
Professor Pan Wen left her seat at this time. She refused to support her, but Luo Nan and Tian Si still wanted to see her off. The three walked past one after another. The two tables also shut their mouths. Those who had stood up with their buttocks in the air just now had to do it again, regardless of whether the old lady agreed or not.
The two tables of the Mystic Research Society finally let out a sigh of relief when the three of them left the water. The topic of conversation became even more open.
There were even people who began to feel injustice for Ou Que, "It's because of Old Xie's nagging and some people's messy help that a lot of things weren't done smoothly during the theme week …. Later on, it's like an aquarium!"
Ou Que didn't appreciate these remarks at all. His face turned even greener.
Eight Trigram Lord had a good relationship with Ou Que. He sat next to Ou Que, so he patted Ou Que's arm and comforted him, "Don't lower yourself to the level of this idiot. I heard that this bro's mother died early. He lacked love since he was young, so he drew a circle to occupy it like a family dog. He probably thinks that place is his mother's embrace and he's secretly crying."
These words amused quite a few people. Actually, Eight Trigram Lord was a bit afraid of Luo Nan. But he liked to take advantage of people with his glib tongue. He saw Luo Nan leave the room, and he laughed and added, "What do you guys think? From that bro's point of view, if someone were to go in and out of those floors, wouldn't it be the same as …. Oh my god!"
A cup of half-hot coffee was directly splashed onto Eight Trigram Lord's face. His eyes, nose, and mouth weren't spared. There was also his collar and front lapel. It was truly hot, painful, and embarrassing.
At this moment, not to mention the two nearby tables, even the surrounding area was stunned by the sudden change in the situation. The water bar actually went silent for half a second.
"Fei Jin, are you f * cking sick!" Eight Trigram Lord suddenly jumped three feet into the air. There was still coffee dripping down from his eyelashes. He had to wipe his hands, but his hands were spread apart. He looked like a duck that had been doused in boiling water.
As for Fei Jin, the instigator of all this, she slowly put down her 'murder weapon'. She had an elegant demeanor and responded with a faint smile, "I saved your life. No need to thank me."
Eight Trigram Lord's mind exploded. "You f * cking …."
"Old Cao, Old Cao. Go wash up first." Only then did someone come to their senses. They hurriedly stood up to stop the fight. No matter who was right or wrong, they had to first persuade them to leave. This was to avoid making an even bigger joke in public.
Eight Trigram Lord's brain was basically muddled right now, but he was still subconsciously afraid of Fei Jin. He was pulled away by the people around him, and he subconsciously stepped down from the slope. He walked out of his seat while cursing and waving away the support of others. He also tried his best to block out the strange gazes of the people around him as he walked to the bathroom.
But before he could take two steps, someone passed by in front of him, blocking his path. He raised his head and saw Luo Nan's young and inexperienced face.
He's back?
Eight Trigram Lord and Luo Nan looked face to face. He shivered in the next second and instinctively averted his gaze. It was also at this moment that cold air clearly grew in his cranial cavity. Even his brain juice was about to freeze.
He wants to kill me!
An inexplicable thought popped out and pounded on his heart. Actually, Luo Nan didn't move at all. He just crossed paths with Eight Trigram Lord. Eight Trigram Lord's mind was in a mess. He simply didn't notice the multifunctional robot in front of him that was delivering refreshments. He just bumped into it and flipped the tray over. He even had to drink the boiling hot coffee. He screamed miserably and lost his balance. His face fell to the ground, bringing about another wave of chaos.
Eight Trigram Lord's miserable state was right in front of them, but the two tables of the Mystical Research Society weren't able to react in time. The reason was very simple. Luo Nan's gaze streaked across the two tables as he walked back. The cold air seemed to be able to completely freeze the hot drinks on the two tables. Of course, the people's reactions and courage were frozen as well.
Only when Luo Nan and Tian Si sat back down did someone from the Mystical Research Society get up to check on Eight Trigram Lord's situation. They helped him clean up and treat him. The others looked at each other in dismay. A few high-ranking officers finally reacted. They lowered their voices to the lowest level.
"That person seems to be … from the circle?"
"Huh?"
"He's the government, the military, or a special person from the Starry Sky Club."
"I'm C …. Oh, no wonder! Why don't we leave? "
"It's too obvious!"
After all, the Mystic Arts Research Society was considered a professional hobbyist organization. Plus, they were situated in a high-ranking domain with social authority. They had some understanding and contact with some half-true and half-false channels and circles. They soon discovered the mistake in the topic of discussion just now. There was nothing wrong with people with simple backgrounds. There was nothing wrong with people with simple abilities. However, it was very hard to deal with people with both backgrounds and abilities. This was especially true for these freaks who possessed some sort of super-social attribute.
"Maybe I should hire a bodyguard in a related field."
"Hehe, a lackey who wears an exoskeleton armor every day?"
"In the short term, it won't just be through the channels of the military."
"The problem is that we don't have any right now, okay?"
The group of high-ranking officers were undoubtedly in a difficult position. Only Fei Jin had a smile on her face from beginning to end. It was as if she hadn't been the one splashing that person's face just now. Many of her companions had no choice but to admire her information channels and decisiveness from such an enigmatic attitude.
Some people tried to get some clues, but Fei Jin didn't refuse. She casually chatted awkwardly with this group of people. Her main focus was still on Luo Nan. She watched as Luo Nan and Tian Si sat back in the corner and conversed in low voices.
She was thankful for Gossip Lord's stupidity. When Luo Nan's ice-cold gaze swept past earlier, it was only when he looked at her that his gaze softened. This was a good start.
However, the controller behind Fei Jin didn't have any intentions of striking while the iron was hot. She paid close attention to the various details in the corner with interest. She combined it with the harvests from her previous observations and gradually came up with a basic train of thought.
"Yin Le."
"Boss?"
"I remember that Multifaceted sent out an intelligence topic a few days ago. It's closely related to this person. They even invited an expert to conduct a psychological diagnosis. The name should be …"
"Persona." Yin Le's memory was trustworthy.
"Mm. Yes, a persona." Mrs. Halder smiled. "That's just a half-finished product, and the fee is so expensive. However, it's worth it now …. Bring me that intelligence report. If everything goes smoothly, we'll know how to communicate with this person. "
The First and Deputy Oblatums of the Bloodflame Order were in a temporary foothold in Xia City. It was very easy for them to search through the information. They soon found the intelligence report that was being paid for.
This intelligence report was more or less a summary. It specifically extracted information on Luo Nan's social interactions and carried out a relevant psychological analysis. The problem was that no matter how authoritative an expert in psychology was, it would be hard for them to determine the nature of an ability user, especially a powerful character.
After all, every ability user more or less possessed a supersocial attribute. Even in terms of pathology, the structure of the body and soul would undergo structural changes to a greater or lesser degree. On a medical level, it could even be diagnosed as an organic lesion... Of course, this was far from the main point.
Luo Nan's situation might be even more complicated. It was said that this person had been undergoing body modifications through injecting nerve drugs starting from the age of ten. Any expert would be flabbergasted when faced with Luo Nan's greatly mutated nervous system structure. They would be speechless.
They could only make assumptions based on the external performance of the target. They could only make a general analysis and judgment. The conclusions drawn from Luo Nan's situation were rather rough. They weren't even convincing.
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