Ye Hao's eyes lit up as well, wearing a look of disbelief...
"Haha! Lang, Gou, use your strongest power to attack him, don't hold back," Ye Hao instructed.
Then he instructed the Saiyans to only use the strength of National Martial Arts level three when fighting Ye Lang and Fei Gou, not to exceed level three.
What followed naturally was that nearby trees splintered, with branches snapping and leaves scattering all around.
Although Ye Lang and Fei Gou were exhausted like dogs from the fight, they learned a lot from the mysterious techniques of the man in black, seemingly on the brink of breaking through any moment, making Ye Hao deeply feel that you can tell a master just by watching them make a move!
"Boss! He's too strong, why does his power seem endless?" Ye Lang asked Ye Hao, puzzled.
"Haha! He's a cyborg I developed. His original strength was National Martial Arts level ten. After I transformed him into a cyborg, he can now even grapple to the death with an eleven-level opponent," Ye Hao said, choosing to describe him as a cyborg rather than a Saiyan because it was easier for them to understand.
"What? Boss, you can also modify humans?" Ye Lang and Fei Gou were genuinely shocked. Ye Hao's ability to produce various weapon samples for them to study already showed his extraordinary capabilities. Now that Ye Hao could also develop cyborgs, didn't that mean his intelligence could rival that of Einstein?
"I know a thing or two, haha, now we've got some fun, let's see who still dares to mess with us," Ye Hao said, laughing heartily.
"Congratulations, Boss..."
It's been a few days since the transformation into a Saiyan, and down under in Australia, Hall Mosk scrutinized the time, constantly wondering why his subordinates hadn't returned yet.
So he dispatched another subordinate. With only four operatives given to him by the organization—basically the hands of a prince—losing even one would cause him great distress, and losing two would drive him to the point of jumping off a building.
"Tyson, go to Huaxia and find out why Tai Lin hasn't returned yet, and make sure to capture that kid Ye Hao, no failures allowed, only success," Hall Mosk commanded the black-clad man before him.
Hall Mosk wielded great power, but it was all in the shadows; his public power was weak. Therefore, he had to ponder deeply before making any decisions, or he would lose more than he gained. He hadn't forgotten that the British Military Intelligence Six was secretly searching for any intelligence in Australia.
If there were any threats to the Australian government, they would step in to take care of it, although this behavior might seem meddlesome. The British only did it to ensure a strong ally, not a corrupt government undermined from within.
"Yes!" Tyson obeyed and left.
...
"Ye Hao! What did you do yesterday? Sleeping as soon as class starts." Xia Zhu called out to Ye Hao from the podium. Seeing Ye Hao sleeping every day with big dark circles was one thing, but today he didn't even have dark circles and was still sleeping, which Xia Zhu couldn't tolerate. Although she had a bit of a thing for Ye Hao, she needed to fulfill her responsibilities as his teacher.
Ye Hao stood up and said, "Report! Lin Ruyu said her legs were sore just now, so I was giving her a massage..."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ruyu exclaimed, "Ni Ma, do you have to drag me down with you, you beast!"
"Hmph! Not focusing on your studies during class, Lin Ruyu, please pay attention," Xia Zhu snorted, turning away a bit displeased.
Lin Ruyu viciously pinched Ye Hao's waist, making him gasp in pain.
Class was never boring, especially with Ye Hao around, Lin Ruyu and Su Qing never felt bored and even found it quite entertaining.
In particular, Ye Hao's academic performance was astonishing. Anything from high school material was a piece of cake for him; whatever you could ask, he had an answer for.
His grades even made Lin Rongfei, the study committee member, feel like giving up her position. Wasn't it ironic? When others asked her questions she couldn't answer, they turned to Ye Hao, who would eloquently explain—even elucidating a complex math problem with a story about selling pork at the market, making the whole solution clear as day.
However, one thing worthy of Ye Hao and the others' congratulations was Xue Zhaolong's romance, which was with none other than Lin Rongfei.
Although at school, Lin Rongfei maintained a certain distance from him, after class, the two would always sneak off to the small grove behind the schoolyard. As to what they were doing—the mystery was tantalizing.
Of course! As if stimulated by Xue Zhaolong, Lu Yunsong was doggedly pursuing He Rui, affectionately known as the class flower.
"Hey, you see everyone is in a relationship, I'm just tired of not loving, what do you think?" Ye Hao, feeling bored in class, wrote two notes, passing one to Lin Ruyu on the left and one to Su Qing on the right.
Upon reading the note, Lin Ruyu felt a bit shy, wanting to say let's date then, but she reconsidered, not wanting to add the burden of emotional attachment.
Lin Ruyu wrote: Go after Qingqing, the little girl.
Coincidentally, Su Qing had written: Go after Yuyu.
Ye Hao looked at the notes from the two girls and smiled, passing Su Qing's note to Lin Ruyu and Lin Ruyu's to Su Qing.
The two girls blushed instantly as they exchanged glances.
Just as they were about to explain themselves, a woman in her forties appeared at the doorway!
Xia Zhu's eyes bulged as she saw this, exclaiming, "Mom."
"Mom! What are you doing at school?"
Su Qing's words made everyone realize that this was Teacher Xia's mother, so they all looked down and didn't disturb Xia Zhu talking with her mother.
"Silly girl, can't I just come to see you?" Mrs. Xia teased.
"Oh come on! If you're going to come, why bring something with you!" Xia Zhu thought her mother had brought something for her to drink at noon, and she reproached her.
"Girl, why are you so narcissistic? Weren't you less narcissistic in the past?" Mrs. Xia said with a cheerful smile as she looked at her daughter.
Xia Zhu blushed slightly and asked, "Aren't you bringing it for me?"
"Of course not! I'm bringing it for my son-in-law."
"What?"
Inside the classroom, Ye Hao's keen ears picked up a bit of the conversation, and he was startled.
"Could it be... Xia Zhu's mom knows I'm her daughter's student?" Ye Hao's heart raced, feeling like he was about to face a storm.
"Ah!" Xia Zhu was also startled by her mother's words. She glanced at Ye Hao and gestured for him to hide.
"What 'ah!'! Don't think I don't know anything. I'm not that old. My son-in-law is right in there. Alright, I'm bringing the soup in for him to drink, you can teach later." Mrs. Xia finished speaking and went inside with the pot.
Xia Zhu was terribly frightened! What if her mother exposed everything? Could she continue teaching? If she couldn't teach anymore, she'd have to leave this class. What to do? What to do! Xia Zhu stomped her feet in anxiety.
Ye Hao also squatted down before Mrs. Xia came in, hoping not to be seen.
Mrs. Xia walked up to the podium, looking over the students below, and said nostalgically, "Hello, class. I didn't expect that after more than twenty years of not standing on a podium, I'd get the chance again today."
"I'm here today mainly to see my daughter, but I'm also looking for my son-in-law, Ye Hao. Is Ye Hao here?" Mrs. Xia scanned the whole class with her eyes.
Lin Ruyu was displeased upon hearing this, but to trouble Ye Hao, she stood up with a cheerful smile and said, "Hello, Auntie, are you looking for Ye Hao?"
As Lin Ruyu spoke, she intentionally bowed her head with a mischievous smile.
Ye Hao quickly shook his head, hoping she wouldn't speak, but since Ye Hao had dragged her into this before, she mischievously shook her head back.
"This pretty student, do you know where he is?"
"I do know, but your son-in-law has a bad habit of squatting under the chairs and playing with water, whether it's water or not, you should ask him about it..." Lin Ruyu said as she took a bottle of water out from the drawer and poured a little on the floor.
Seeing this, Ye Hao felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were rushing towards him; he instantly felt his pranking skills were trash compared to Lin Ruyu.
"Huh? He has that kind of hobby? Where is he now?" Mrs. Xia asked in surprise upon seeing this.
"Right here." Lin Ruyu pointed...
Then she stepped aside, and what could Ye Hao do? In this situation, other than standing up, what else could he do?
Ye Hao awkwardly stood up and laughed, "Haha! Auntie, you're here to see Teacher Xia?"
"Yes! My good son-in-law, you don't even call me mom anymore?" Mrs. Xia's eyes showed playful reproach as she glanced down.
When she noticed the spot where Ye Hao had just stood was a bit wet, she curiously asked, "Why were you squatting, son-in-law..."
"Ah! Auntie, look, his pants seem a bit wet." Lin Ruyu wouldn't mention anything good, only bringing up the bad.
Ye Hao gave her a sharp glance, internally proclaiming his innocence! This was clearly the water she had just poured.
Mrs. Xia looked down and indeed saw that there was a little dampness in Ye Hao's crotch area, and her mood immediately soured.
"Uh, it's not what you think." Ye Hao felt more wronged than Dou E; this was inexplicable!
"Hmph!" Mrs. Xia grunted and walked out, but as she reached the door, she handed the pot to Xia Zhu, saying with a snort, "Look at the boyfriend you've found."
Xia Zhu felt wronged! Ye Hao wasn't usually like this, right? This sudden change definitely wasn't Ye Hao's true nature!
As she pondered, she still couldn't figure it out, so with a flushed face, she walked back into the class.
But by this time, everyone was giving Xia Zhu suggestive looks, as if a teacher-student romance between Teacher Xia and Ye Hao had been so well-hidden...(To be continued. If you like this piece, feel free to vote for it on Qidian.com with recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)
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