Chapter 1113
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Han Sen turned around to see a man approaching . It was his once-classmate Lu Meng, from the Blackhark Military Academy .
"I am meeting with Professor Bai . Why are you here? I thought you became a Vice-Captain for Heavenly Machine . " Han Sen saw Lu Meng, dressed in a Saint Hall uniform .
Their 304 living quarter roommates were still in contact with each other . They didn't see each other much, but they knew what they were each up to . Han Sen, however, did not expect to see Lu Meng there in the Saint Hall .
"Heavenly Machine was shot down by the shura . I was going to go serve on another ship, but my mother has forbidden me from doing so . Instead, I have decided to become a researcher at Saint Hall . " Lu Meng spoke with maturity, and an elegance that was not over-bearing . He was far from the kid Han Sen once knew .
"Something that big occurred? Why didn't you tell us?" Han Sen looked legitimately shocked .
"Well, had I died, you'd have been informed . I walked away fine, so there was no point in worrying others . It's a waste of time for those who worry and a waste of time for those who are worried over . " Lu Meng smiled softly for a moment, and then went on to say, "I heard you were injured, though . How are you, all things considered?"
"Much better," Han Sen said, enjoying the chat with Lu Meng .
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The two proceeded to speak about recent events, and gossip as they had not done for the longest time . They discussed older topics too, in blissful nostalgia . They spoke of their school lives, and what was going on with Zhang Yang, Shi Zhikang, Wang Mengmeng, Fat Leader, and Thin Man, even .
Bai Yishan reached the lobby, at which point the closure of their dialogue was abruptly delivered .
"Han Sen, come to my office," Bai Yishan swiftly commanded . When he recognized who Han Sen was talking with, though, he had to ask, "Do you two know each other?"
"Lu Meng was my roommate once upon a time, and he is a good friend . He was a bit of a bully during my study years, though . You better put a tight leash on this fellow, if you're teaching him," Han Sen jested .
Bai Yishan looked at Lu Meng's card and said, "You are an intern . Hm, come to my lab tomorrow . Find Mister Li and he'll put you to work . "
Bai Yishan seemed to be in a rush, though, and so he said, "Now come, quickly . There is a problem . "
"We'll talk later, buddy . " Han Sen followed after Bai Yishan, concerned what matter could be so pressing .
Lu Meng winked at Han Sen and then watched him go . It was rare for someone to work alongside Bai Yishan in his lab . Even the most experienced researchers could be forbidden from entering there, if Bai Yishan had no desire for them to have access .
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It was an extremely fortuitous opportunity, being invited to enter the lab . But he knew that if he was to act on the invitation, he'd have to be at his best performance . If he didn't have what it took, he could be removed from the lab with a snap of the fingers .
The invitation meant one thing above all else, though . And that was Bai Yishan's favor and respect for Han Sen . Usually, a rigorous testing process was required before someone could enter such a prestigious lab . His association with Han Sen seemed to suggest Lu Meng could forego that .
Bai Yishan brought Han Sen into his office and presented him with a set of documents .
"Saint Hall has a rule . There is a program here, one we must all follow . Sign this document, and you can be made councilor of this project . You know this is classified, yes?" Bai Yishan said .
Han Sen read the document in front of him, and then signed atop the dotted line .
"So, what is this project? Why is there so much mystery?" Han Sen asked, as he signed his name .
Bai Yishan sent the document before responding . He contacted someone to confirm Han Sen's identity and said, "Come to my lab; we'll talk . "
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Bai Yishan printed off Han Sen's worker card and pinned it to his chest .
Bai Yishan seemed to be in a hurry, and he was scurrying about with haste . Even his speech was quicker than usual . He said, "You asked me if there is a hyper geno art that can make a stomach stronger?"
"You created one for me?" Han Sen was surprised, and performed an emotional gesture with both hands clasped .
Bai Yishan rolled his eyes and said, "It's not like you're my son, boy . I'm not going to treat you that well . "
Han Sen immediately looked disappointed, and instead asked for clarification . "So, what's the big deal about my asking?"
"I am researching a hyper geno art called Hidden Blood . It might be something you'd have an interest in," Bai Yishan explained .
"Hidden Blood? To make your heart stronger?" Han Sen was disappointed . He already had Heresy Mantra for his heart, so there was no need for any other such skills or techniques .
But Bai Yishan shook his head and said, "It's not for your heart . It's for your spleen . "
"Spleen?" Han Sen knew the word but did not know much about it . The best he could recall was that it was an organ associated with the filtering of blood or something .
Bai Yishan elucidated it for him, saying, "The spleen can filter blood and create blood . "
Han Sen listened to what Bai Yishan told him with interest as he walked alongside the man . He could understand a few words, here and there . Han Sen was more interested in Saving Money, though . He didn't concern himself too much with hyper geno arts that dealt with organs of the body .
That being said, Han Sen was surprised to find himself interested in Hidden Blood, after hearing what Bai Yishan was telling him about it . If what he was saying was true, it had to be a powerful hyper geno art . It had to be one that would be quite beneficial for Han Sen .
When they finally reached the lab, Han Sen was taken aback . It had to be bigger than the size of a football stadium . Aside from a few enclosed areas, the entire lab was partitioned by glass windows, where you could observe the researchers going about their various tasks .
"There is a problem with it, though . I was hoping you might be able to help us with it," Bai Yishan said as they entered a private room .
"What would this help entail?" Han Sen asked dubiously, as he looked at Bai Yishan . The man's crooked smile was like that of an old, wicked fox .