Spare Me, Great Lord!

Lu Shu froze for a moment and answered subconsciously, “Hello. My name is Liu Li.”

Yi Ran did not ask for Lu Shu’s name in the first place… Stunned, he stared at the “Lu Shu is coming” and “Lu Shu is gone” on Lu Shu’s T-shirt. After pondering for a full thirty seconds, he asked, “Isn’t your name Lu Shu?”

“Hahaha,” embarrassed, Lu Shu shot another glance at his T-shirt and smiled, “Lu Shu is my name but Liu Li is my nickname.”

“From Yi Ran’s distress, +199!”

Fine, I believe you, Yi Ran thought to himself. At that time, Yi Ran already felt that Lu Shu was not a very reliable fellow.

Lu Shu was not the only person Yi Ran had greeted, he had greeted those in other compartments too. As though making friends in a forum, he did not have the air of a genius at all.

Take a look at the other soft sleeper compartments. Other geniuses seemed rather arrogant with their powers but Yi Ran was a rare exception.

Well, one could not deny it seemed very impressive that they were fetched by people from the Heavenly Network, assigned soft sleeper seats and moreover, they were going to the capital to make a progress report.

It was the same as some girls who thought they were from royal families whenever they walked along a long spiral staircase and those teenagers that saw themselves as MV stars when looking outside the window from a car seat. Or even those who dreamed of being CEOs the moment they stepped into a car, with the illusion that someone in the front passenger seat would report to them immediately.

Haha, bullshit.

Now, all those geniuses put on airs and turned their noses at one another. Just like how the saying went, people of the same trade seldom agree.

Basically, the situation was that it was extremely rare for a Class A aptitude genius to know another Class A genius. This was because a single city could rarely produce more than one Class A genius and Cao Qingci, for example, was the only one of her kind in the entire Luo Cheng.

Maybe people like Yi Ran would see everyone as brothers and sisters and to him, more friends meant a broader social network. But Lu Shu disagreed.

First off, it was already a wrong start to make friends for their potential usefulness and a wrong start would certainly lead to a wrong end.

Furthermore, some people claimed that they had friends from all over the country but in practice, they would all disappear when needed.

After Yi Ran left, Lu Shu still did not bother to go meet the other geniuses. He was fine with reaping a round of distress points, but socializing? Not interested.

It was not that he was unwilling to make friends, but he always remained passive in such relationships. For instance, Chen Zuan, the little fatty, was now a friend to Lu Shu.

Nothing much to say here. The little fatty was a nice guy, just a bit exaggerated. But to a teenage boy like Chen Zuan, there was nothing wrong with some slight exaggeration, right?

The train soon went past six to seven stations and another six students came aboard. At the current rate, there would really be more than thirty Class A aptitude geniuses on that train.

After another round of learning Japanese, Lu Shu started watching Naruto.

All thanks to Lu Xiaoyu’s influence!

However, Lu Shu thought watching Naruto could more or less help him improve his Japanese. Moreover, he could learn about Mid-Water Escape too.

Honestly speaking, it was the first time that Lu Shu had the mood for anime. In the past, where could he find the time?

Now it seemed that he was starting to get addicted too.

But the problem was, the use of water elements in Naruto was not applicable in real life.

For example, the Water Techniques could be used to release water after condensing it into a shark. Yet, in animes it could be justified as the sheer power of ninjutsu (special techniques used by Japanese ninjas) but in reality, water is water. It would be wiser to condense water into high-pressure water blades than sharks!

Actually, there was one that was rather useful, transforming oneself into water to avoid harm. Though Lu Shu had yet to acquire the ability of changing himself into water elements, Anthony seemed to have it. If not, how did he perform Mid-Soil Escape?

However, at that moment, Lu Shu suddenly sensed an immense wave of Spirit Qi arise from outside the window located in the front-left of the train.

There lay a huge river, over which there was a bridge that the train was about to cross.

…

In the wilderness, a group of twelve Caucasians silently stared at the slowly approaching train on the horizon.

To them, a train traveling at eighty or even over a hundred kilometers per hour was indeed slow.

“Cleared. They are all students. No masters.”

“Hehe, don’t be fooled. Last time, Mengze and six other morons went upstream from Asan and now their bodies are nowhere to be found. I suspect they were ambushed,” one sneered.

“We are not like them. Having been hidden for so long, what we have been doing all day is just endless business. This is so boring! All I want to do now is simply get the job done and go for a good holiday! How about going shark fishing?”

“Don’t underestimate them. One of the students is Class C, strength type. His performance was exceptional at the Salt Lake remains. He has to be captured alive. I suspect he is related to Chen Baili’s breakthrough.”

“Interesting. 27, we will go and handle him.”

“Okay. 11, you send us to the bridge later.”

It seemed that they were all named after numbers.

These could only be code names, since such names were unlikely to exist in the entire world.

“What are we waiting for?”

“For someone to go upstream.”

“Is he coming personally?”

“Yes.”

When the train was one kilometer away from them, an eerie spray suddenly welled up amidst the rapid currents. Shockingly, a transparent human figure rose up vertically from the river surface. It asked in a husky voice, “Is there any change in the plan?”

The twelve people on the shore all showed humble respect. The leader lowered his voice, “No. Please do as you wish.”

The water man nodded, “Proceed as usual.”

Then, he returned to the water, as though nothing had ever happened. But the twelve people all went quiet.

In Lu Shu’s speculation, he was not able to transform himself into water elements, but someone in Class B should be able to.

Following this line of thought, that person must be Class B or above!

As the train thundered towards the bridge, it seemed to not yet notice the impending danger.

Defenseless, the long train drove onto the bridge, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

All of a sudden, following a deafening roar upstream, the currents became rapid again. The rolling spray could almost be felt on people’s faces more than ten meters away on the shore.

Like a tsunami, the flood that peaked as high as over twenty meters, swept towards the bridge.

One person’s eyes were full of yearning and admiration, “His… His power has increased!”

For a moment, all twelve of them started running with all their strength towards the train which had already reached the mid-section of the bridge. They were going to destroy the 12th carriage, and all lives contained within!