Chapter 2746 Transmigrated to a Noble Academy as a Special Admission Student (30)
Near the college, there is a restaurant with an inconspicuous storefront.
The decor was outdated, the lighting was dim, and there were very few customers in the store, making it feel deserted.
In the innermost booth, Dr. Mad, or rather, Dr. Harold, who was about to enter Asgard Academy as a specially appointed professor, was facing the terminal screen in front of him, his withered fingers sliding across the virtual keyboard.
The screen was densely covered with various data, blurry surveillance screenshots and analysis reports, all of which were related to Jin Chen.
His face, distorted and aged from years of immersion in dangerous experiments, radiated an almost morbidly fanatical red glow. "Perfect...too perfect!"
"Eric, did you see that? Jin Chen's gene sequence is stable, and his mental power is surging. I haven't seen such a top-notch sample in a very, very long time, and he's a special recruit with no background whatsoever! He's simply the best vessel that God has bestowed upon us!"
He suddenly raised his head, his cloudy eyes fixed on Eric sitting opposite him, "As long as the gene exchange surgery is successfully completed, you will be completely transformed!"
"At that time, not only will it be easy for me to enter the military, but it will also be easy to gain the appreciation of His Excellency the Prime Minister. I will also be able to go down in history with this groundbreaking research result!"
Eric's face was very unpleasant, and he tapped the table with his fingertips in frustration.
"It might have been possible before, but now that Jin Chen has drunk the gene repair fluid, how can I still have the surgery? What are the chances of success?"
The thought of being ignored by Ling Yao and Jin Chen like a clown at the auction, and even despised by Sith, sent a burning sense of humiliation through his heart.
But he can't turn against them yet; he needs to take revenge on Ling Yao, Jin Chen, and everyone who looks down on him.
Eric looked at the mad doctor again, impatiently, "Doctor, besides gene surgery, is there any other way?"
"I will destroy Jin Chen! And Ling Yao... I will make the Ling family pay the price!"
What he didn't say was that, despite his jealousy of the naturally noble young masters and ladies in the academy, he could still numb himself with the idea of class differences.
But Jin Chen is different. They came from the same background and were from the same low class. Why is it that Jin Chen can gain the favor, protection, and even love of someone like Ling Yao?
Why is it that Jin Chen can live such a dazzling life, making him look like mud in a ditch in comparison!
The mad doctor chuckled and greedily browsed the top-secret data on Jin Chen's physical fitness test and mental energy fluctuations on the screen again, his withered face twisted with a smile.
"Don't worry, don't worry... I've already received Kollridge's secret support, and I'll soon be able to enter the academy as a specially appointed professor. As long as I have the opportunity to get close to Jin Chen and extract his latest gene sample, the surgery problem... there will always be a way to solve it."
His cloudy eyes darted around, a sinister glint in them. "As for seeking revenge against the Ling family... that requires a more meticulous plan. We must..."
The mad doctor's words came to an abrupt end.
The restaurant was eerily quiet, a chilling stillness that enveloped the room.
Eric's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively turned around to look, only to find that the area where several tables of guests had been sitting just moments before was now completely empty.
"What's going on!" Eric exclaimed in shock.
Almost simultaneously, he heard the mad doctor let out a short, terrified gasp.
Eric turned his head, his pupils suddenly contracting.
The man who had been a few meters away from them, looking at the menu with his back to them, was now holding a fork he had casually picked up from a nearby table, the tip of which was pressed against the mad doctor's carotid artery.
“Let me hear it too,” Jin Chen tilted his head slightly, revealing calm yet chillingly dark eyes beneath his hat brim. “What plan?”
When did he arrive?
Eric's mind went blank. He instinctively drew the electromagnetic gun hidden at his waist, the muzzle trembling as he pointed it at Jin Chen. "Let go of the doctor! Jin Chen! Are you crazy?!"
Jin Chen leaned leisurely against the edge of the dining table behind him, his posture languid, but his eyes were as cold as stars.
With a flick of his wrist, the sharp edge of the silver fork sliced through the mad doctor's neck, and dark red blood immediately seeped out.
“Madman,” Jin Chen’s gaze swept over the pale-faced, stiff-bodied Mad Doctor, “isn’t he right here?”
"Ugh!" The mad doctor felt a sharp pain in his neck and burst out with an amazing will to survive. He slammed backward without thinking. His withered hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a strangely shaped pistol.
The mad doctor's face contorted as he pulled the trigger.
This is a perfect opportunity for him to kidnap Jin Chen and use her as a test subject!
Jin Chen gripped the gun barrel tightly, his invisible yet overwhelming spiritual power crushing everything in his path.
"Weren't you just praising my top-notch mental strength?" Jin Chen raised an eyebrow and teased, "How come you forgot so quickly?"
Om-!
A powerful surge of energy erupted from Jin Chen's palm.
The electromagnetic gun in the Mad Doctor's hand hummed, its body became scorching hot, and the eerie blue arc of electricity flickered wildly a few times before suddenly going out.
At the same time, the gun in Eric's hand also completely malfunctioned.
"To prevent you from performing any more disgusting surgeries," Jin Chen exerted force on his wrist again, accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of bones dislocating. The Mad Doctor's right hand, which was holding a gun, drooped limply at an eerie angle, emitting a pig-like scream.
"We have no choice but to strike first."
The only thing that Jin Chen felt was a miscalculation was that the location the two secretly plotted at was poorly chosen, as it was too convenient for someone to report them.
He had just crippled the mad doctor's hands when the academy's guards and the director surrounded the area.
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An empty practice room in the south campus of the academy.
The mad doctor, his hands wrapped in bandages to stop the bleeding, was strapped to a specially made medical chair, his face ashen.
As a top genetic and surgical expert, he knew better than anyone that these hands, which had performed countless experiments, were riddled with broken bones and tendons, and that unless a miracle occurred, he would never be able to pick up a scalpel again.
Eric, standing to the side, was in an even worse state. He had no obvious external injuries, but he was covered in blood, all of which he had vomited himself.
Director McKee felt utterly overwhelmed.
He rubbed his throbbing temples hard, his gaze darting back and forth between Jin Chen and Eric, incredulous.
“Even if you two are now special recruits under the name of the Knights, you can’t be this lawless.”
"A private fight outside the academy, and with such brutality! And hitting an elderly person—what kind of behavior is this!"
"Today's class was specially arranged by the military, taught by Dr. Harold, and you still dare to skip class!"
The mad doctor, slumped in his chair, made a hoarse, leaking sound in his throat, his eyes filled with despair.
Jin Chen was very kind and reminded the director who was on the verge of losing control.
"Director, actually... he is that new teacher."
Director McKee: "...???"
He stared blankly at the mad doctor, whose hands were ruined and who looked like a madman.
"You two... specially admitted students... assaulted a teacher?!"
Jin Chen fell silent again.
The director took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and tried to follow the procedure. "According to the college's regulations, immediately notify your guardians to come and handle this!"
Eric's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He struggled to raise his finger and pointed to the dying mad doctor over there, his voice hoarse.
“My guardian… is him.”
Director McKee: "..."
He felt that his career was facing unprecedented challenges.
Director McKee looked at Jin Chen, "And what about you? Who is your guardian?"
Jin Chen was slowly sending messages on his personal terminal without looking up. "I don't have a guardian, but don't worry, I'm calling people to come and get me."
Director McKee's heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling welled up inside him.
He had heard rumors circulating in the academy about Jin Chen and those young masters...
"Who are you looking for?!" His voice tightened.
Just as Jin Chen was about to shove Ling Yao's communication interface in front of the director, there was a knock on the door of the practice room, which was then pushed open.
