Chapter 69: Magneto: Where is my daughter? (Seeking Readership)

Chapter 69: Magneto: Where is my daughter? (Seeking Readership)



Zhao Zheng was well aware that he might face retaliation.

After all, those freshmen were other people's children!

Of course.

If given the chance, Zhao Zheng would still kill those freshmen without hesitation!

It wasn't as if he had provoked them.

They had come to his door, seeking to kill him and Song Haitang. Was he not allowed to defend himself?

His actions were a justifiable defense! Zhao Zheng was merely curious about what underhanded tactics they might employ, given the existence of the Spirit Realm Pact.

"Underhanded tactics?" Zhao Zheng asked, "What kind of underhanded tactics?"

Song Haitang thought for a moment and replied, "A celebrity like Ethan Smith is under constant scrutiny, so he certainly won't come after us personally. And our top experts won't allow him to cause trouble here."

"The most likely scenario is that he'll send some Superkillers or even post an anonymous bounty on the dark web, offering a reward for us. If the bounty is high enough, someone will be tempted."

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng furrowed his brows slightly.

He had heard of some Superkiller organizations in this world, and their ace killers were notorious, striking fear into the hearts of many.

While he reigned supreme among the freshmen, he didn't quite measure up to the might of the Superkiller community.

If those killers came, it would indeed be troublesome.

"Zhao Zheng, when we get back, why don't you temporarily move back to the school to stay?"

Song Haitang suggested, "Every year after the freshmen's second Spirit Realm, there are bound to be some disputes. To deal with this situation and ensure the students' safety, all major superhuman academies hire strong experts to act as 'Guardians.'"

"So, staying at the school is the safest option. Those killers wouldn't dare to enter the school to assassinate anyone."

This was a great suggestion.

However, moving back to the school would be too much of a hassle.

His sunbathing equipment was too large to fit through the dormitory door, and the school certainly wouldn't allow him to modify the facilities.

Eventually, he would have to go out to receive artificial sunlight.

Custom-order it from the school? No way!

He didn't have the audacity to make such a request.

"I'm fine, but you should be careful," Zhao Zheng said. "Haitang, I think that even if Magneto wants revenge, his primary target will be you. I'm just an afterthought... So, you need to be cautious."

This was certain.

After all, in everyone's minds, Kryptonian Heritage held no power. Even though Zhao Zheng had earned quite a few Spirit Energy Points in the first Spirit Realm, he still lacked the ability to hunt down other freshmen experts.

Only Song Haitang, the genius, could accomplish such a feat.

"I know, and I usually don't leave the school grounds," Song Haitang replied.

Suddenly, she asked, "Zhao Zheng, when I first asked you to team up, you initially refused. But later, you agreed. Was it because you found out that the Spirit Realm could reveal our grades, and you wanted to use me as a shield?"

"Umm..."

What a great question!

Indeed, nothing could be hidden from this girl.

Zhao Zheng hesitated, feeling it was best to be honest.

The answer was too obvious! To continue deceiving her would be like treating Song Haitang as a fool.

"Initially, I did have that thought. I wanted to give you all the fame while I stayed behind the scenes because I didn't want to expose the potential of my Kryptonian Heritage just yet. But I didn't expect to encounter such a situation in the second Spirit Realm..."

Song Haitang nodded, understanding Zhao Zheng's thoughts.

Suddenly, she smiled and said, "In that case, I should thank the grade-checking feature of the Spirit Realm. If not for that, I wouldn't have been able to latch onto your powerful leg."

Zhao Zheng smiled awkwardly.

After all, he had initially refused Song Haitang's team-up request quite firmly!

[Note: Transmission back will commence in 30 seconds, 29, 28, 27...]



At that moment, a notification popped up in the left eyes of both individuals.

Upon seeing the notification, they interrupted their conversation and stood up, preparing to return.

If they remained seated, they would end up sitting on the ground after the transmission...

30 seconds later.

...

Bluestar.

Due to the time difference, it was currently late at night in the Federation.

In a grand and luxurious manor, the renowned Ethan Smith sat on a sofa, savoring fine wine.

Beside him were several middle-aged couples, chatting about interesting stories while subtly flattering Ethan.

These middle-aged couples were the parents of the superhuman freshmen.

Their children were teammates with Ethan Smith's daughter, which granted them the privilege of being invited to the Smith Manor to await their children's return alongside the esteemed Ethan Smith.

Time ticked by, second by second.

A middle-aged man with a receding hairline glanced at the clock on the wall and suddenly reminded them, "It's almost time."

Upon hearing this, the ladies put down their wine glasses, straightened their appearances, and sat upright, revealing a dignified and noble demeanor.

The men did the same.

Only Mr. Ethan maintained a smile and didn't make any movements.

The next moment, a figure appeared out of thin air on the spacious carpet in front of everyone.

The freshmen had returned.

However, only one person came back!

Everyone's faces turned pale with shock. They were all high-ranking elites of the Federation and were well aware of the rules of the Spirit Realm.

If they weren't teleported back by the designated time, it meant that something unexpected had occurred in the Spirit Realm, and they would never return.

"My child!"

A lady couldn't hold back her emotions and collapsed to the ground, wailing towards the air.

The other middle-aged men and women also had pained expressions, struggling to accept the reality.

Among them, only a married couple remained composed, without any signs of grief.

Their child had returned alive.

However, instead of joy, their faces were filled with panic.

In the version of 1619, there was no mistake.

They knew that although their child had returned, the current situation was not a good sign for their child.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound echoed.

Mr. Ethan crushed the expensive crystal glass in his hand, splattering the red wine all over his valuable attire.

But Mr. Ethan didn't have time to worry about that.

At this moment, Mr. Ethan's previous calm and composed demeanor, along with his air of authority, had vanished.

His face turned ashen, his expression twisted and terrifying.

"Tell me, what happened in the Spirit Realm? Where is my daughter?" Mr. Ethan demanded.

His tone was filled with rage.

The only surviving youth, startled by Mr. Ethan's voice, shuddered.

He now understood that his teammates, including Miss Smith, had been left behind in the Spirit Realm.

This meant that Miss Smith's plan had completely failed, even resulting in her own demise.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Smith. Miss Daria ordered me to wait in place..."

The young man stammered, explaining the situation.

It had to be said that Miss Smith was quite cunning.

She feared that her plan would fail and that she might lose her life, leaving no one to convey the information to her father.

So, she intentionally left a teammate hidden elsewhere.

Little did she expect that this move would prove useful.

...

After hearing the young man's explanation, everyone finally understood what their children had done in the Spirit Realm.

However, when they learned that their children had joined forces with a large group to assassinate the genius girl from the Eastern Xia Country, not a single person thought that their children had done anything wrong.

They believed that Song Haitang should have obediently offered herself up for their children to hunt.

Even Mr. Ethan shared this opinion.

"You're saying that Daria organized more than forty people to ambush those two freshmen, and not only did they fail, but they were all wiped out? Not a single survivor?"

Mr. Ethan's tone remained icy, like a volcano about to erupt.

However, his face also showed a hint of disbelief.

The young man trembled and said, "Mr. Smith, I swear I'm telling the truth. Miss Daria instructed me to wait at a distance, so I don't know what happened in that room. I'm also unaware if there are any survivors among the over forty members who participated in the ambush."

"Is that so? Then what use are you alive for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Ethan's fingers twitched, and all the metal cutlery beside him flew towards the young man, instantly turning him into a porcupine.

The young man's eyes widened in shock, and before he could even scream, he died on the spot!

The precious carpet was stained with blood.

This scene instantly terrified many people.

"My child!" the young man's mother screamed, trying to rush forward.

But she was held back by her husband.

Mr. Ethan noticed the resentful gaze in Mr. Campbell's eyes and asked coldly, "Mr. Campbell, do you have any objections to my actions?"

At this moment, Mr. Ethan's face was filled with furious rage.

He didn't mind killing a few more people to vent his anger.

Hearing this, the husband immediately lowered his head, "Young Campbell failed to protect Miss Daria, and it was his negligence. I have no objections to your handling of the situation."

From start to finish, he didn't dare to look at Mr. Ethan, appearing extremely cowardly.

However, Mr. Ethan had a newfound respect for Mr. Campbell.

As far as he knew, Mr. Campbell only had this one son.

Witnessing his only son's brutal death before his eyes and still managing to remain composed, Mr. Campbell was indeed a ruthless man.

...

(End of Chapter)

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