Magical Girl in the Superhero World

He then went to the water dispenser next to him to get himself some water.

Mo Chou looked around but couldn't find anything to scoop out the eggs. So he raised his hand and, with lightning speed, scooped the eggs out of the boiling water and placed them in a bowl without any expression.

After Mo Zhen filled the water container, Mo Chou had already turned off the stove: "I'll go call Xiao Xiao and the others."

He turned and went upstairs.

Mo Chou knocked loudly on the door of Mo Xiaochuan's room.

Mo Xiaochuan's sleepy voice came through: "Let me sleep a little longer, bro..."

"it's me."

Mo Chou had just opened her mouth.

Mo Xiaochuan immediately sat up in the room: "I'll get up right away!"

Mo Chou then went to Bai Xiaoxiao's room, where she was also still in bed. He knocked on the door three times before he heard the little one's sleepy voice coming from inside.

"Ugh... I'm awake."

Chapter Ten: The Diligent Witch

It's breakfast time at Mo Zhen's house.

Taiping time: 7:25.

Bai Xiaoxiao was the last one to come down. Her white hair was a bit frizzy, and she was wearing a beige nightgown with a big-eared dog pattern printed on the chest.

After sitting down, Bai Xiaoxiao was still drowsy, her head nodding, looking like she might fall asleep at any moment.

Mo Chou placed the porridge in front of her, glanced at her watch, and said, "You have half an hour before your class starts."

"...I don't want to go to class today."

Despite feeling sleepy, Bai Xiaoxiao picked up a spoon and sipped her porridge slowly.

Mo Chou said with a straight face, "No, I don't have a fever or I'm sick."

"Okay." Bai Xiaoxiao could only lower her head.

Mo Xiaochuan, standing next to him, was full of energy. He picked up an egg, tapped it twice, and started peeling the shell, but the more he peeled, the more uncomfortable it became.

"Dad, didn't you soak these eggs in cold water? They've gotten so thin after I peeled them, only the yolks are left!"

Mo Xiaochuan said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Mo Chou picked up the kitchen manual next to her and flipped through it: "It doesn't say that eggs should be soaked in cold water."

Mo Xiaochuan: "The person who wrote this book has definitely never cooked an egg himself!"

"Okay, I'll remember next time."

Mo Chou nodded: "I'll prepare breakfast from now on, so your brother can sleep in a little longer."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhen silently drank her porridge.

Actually... he was still worried that Mo Chou might bring up Compound No. 9 at any time, but it seemed that she wanted to let it go?

Cough cough... Since the other party didn't mention it, he would pretend nothing had happened.

After finishing their meal, the three of them changed their clothes and prepared to go to school. Since the school was not far away, they all rode bicycles.

All three attend the international middle school in Whale Sea District. Mo Xiaochuan and Mo Zhen are in the high school section, while Bai Xiaoxiao is in the junior high school section.

The two campuses are separated by one intersection.

Came to school.

Mo Zhen and Mo Xiaochuan parked their bicycles before parting ways at the teaching building. He was a sophomore, while Mo Xiaochuan was a freshman.

When Mo Zhen arrived at the classroom, it was already quite lively.

As the top international high school in Taiping, it attracts outstanding students from all over the world, who are either from wealthy or influential families or have excellent academic records.

In contrast, Mo Zhen's family background is actually quite ordinary.

Mo Chou's public identity is a geology professor who is frequently sent on business trips. Her income is considered good by society, but compared with most of the rich second-generation students in her class, it seems to be struggling.

but.

Mo Zhen soon realized that after he arrived in class today, the stares he received were all strange, which puzzled him.

In the past, he was basically invisible in class because he wasn't good at socializing and had a rather aloof personality, so he didn't have many friends.

So... even if your eyes turn blue, there's no need to worry about it so much, right?

You should know that international high schools even have superheroes and mutants, and their hair colors are incredibly diverse.

"Is that Mo Zhen?"

"It really seems so. Was he really this handsome without glasses?"

"So beautiful..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhen realized that he hadn't worn his glasses today, because Compound No. 9 had cured his nearsightedness.

To be honest, he doesn't like being the center of attention for this kind of thing; it makes him feel very insecure.

"Mo Zhen?!"

Why aren't you wearing your glasses today?

A brown-haired boy carrying a shoulder bag had just arrived in the class and sat down next to Mo Zhen, looking at him with surprise.

This man is named Adam Hunter, an Irish-British man who looks a lot like a young Maguire. He is one of Mo Zhen's few friends in the class.

Mo Zhen frowned, somewhat annoyed, and put down her bag: "It's a long story, so I won't go into it. Anyway... have I changed a lot?"

Adam nodded, his gaze serious: "Very large, at least I was stunned at first glance."

Mo Zhen used to always wear black-rimmed glasses and had little presence in class, which is why the two of them became friends.

After all, they are all people who don't have much of a presence.

But today, from the moment Mo Zhen walked into the classroom, the vast majority of eyes in the class were focused on him.

Even Adam, who usually gets along best with him, only realized today that his friend was actually so...attractive?

Although these adjectives were strange, that was Adam's first thought.

Mo Zhen wasn't particularly tall for her class, around 171cm, but her proportions were exceptional, with supermodel-like long legs.

His black hair naturally has a slight curl, and his features are delicate.

Besides that, what sets him apart most is his pair of blue eyes, which are as alluring as those of a feline, yet also carry a coldness and aloofness towards people due to Mo Zhen's personality.

This contradictory quality makes people want to get closer to him, eager to see if other emotions will surface in his eyes.

Frankly speaking, very few people would normally take the time to observe Mo Zhen, this almost invisible person with little presence.

What's more, he used to wear tacky black-rimmed glasses, so nobody cared anymore.

It wasn't until today that everyone discovered that there was such a handsome young man in their class, whose looks were absolutely perfect.

Mo Zhen could only sit in her seat and start doing her homework, pretending not to see those stares.

However, he did find the culprit behind all of this.

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[Charm: S-rank (constant attribute)]

[Constant Attribute: An attribute that does not change when the transformation is deactivated; it is active at all times, regardless of whether the transformation is active or not.]

"I actually hope you don't have to play a role."

Mo Zhen silently complained to herself.

Meanwhile, in the classroom, some students were already getting restless, after all, teenagers are always full of curiosity.

"Hi, Mo Zhen, is that your name? I think I'm not mistaken. Would you like to have lunch together? It's on me."

The first to take the initiative was a blonde, blue-eyed American girl who, although wearing a high school uniform, had altered her skirt to be very short.

Her name is Linda, and she has a sunny smile; she looks like a typical American sweetheart.

Without even looking up from her invitation, Mo Zhen continued writing furiously in her English workbook: "Thank you, but I'm having lunch with my friend."

"Which friend is it? Can I come along?"

Linda seemed reluctant to give up, drawing out her words in a cute way.

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhen looked up from her English workbook, thought for a moment, and then grabbed Adam from beside her: "We're in a hurry to play ping-pong, okay?"

Adam blinked blankly. What ping-pong? Didn't Mo Zhen never exercise? She almost fainted during the 800-meter physical test last time.

Seeing this, Linda sighed helplessly, "Alright, then I won't bother you anymore."

American Sweetheart left disappointed.

On the other side, Adam scratched his head: "Aren't you going to Linda's invitation? She's so beautiful."

"Just bored."

Mo Zhen picked up the math and physics papers and tossed them to him, her tone unusually hurried: "Hurry up, hurry up, help me finish these, I can't finish them! I'll treat you to lunch."