Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

The call was answered quickly.

Zhao Deshan's voice, clearly tinged with excitement, came through the receiver:

"Little Lu, good morning! Have you eaten yet? Would you like to come to the teahouse for tea with this old man?"

That warm tone was like that of a completely different person compared to the past.

Lu Ze smiled helplessly. This old man Zhao always called him "brat."

Now look what's happened! They've even started calling out "Little Road" (a nickname for a minor road). It seems they were so excited after bringing Sun Wukong back last night that they didn't sleep a wink.

"Forget about tea, what's the point of drinking with an old man like you? I need to talk to you."

Faced with the other party's excessive enthusiasm, Lu Ze directly and bluntly refused.

"What is it?"

Zhao Deshan's voice became serious, though a hint of excitement could still be heard.

Something that makes Lu Ze take the initiative to call is usually not a small matter.

He wouldn't go to the countermeasures bureau for minor matters; favors owed must be repaid.

"I have someone here. I'll send you some documents later, and you can help me get an identity certificate."

"What? You brought people back again?"

Zhao Deshan was somewhat surprised. Hadn't he just sent Sun Wukong over? Why did he bring another one?

This kid is treating the Countermeasures Bureau like an immigration office, sending people here every few days.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Just tell me if you're going to do it or not. If you're not, I'll take you abroad to get it done," Lu Ze said irritably.

Geniuses are sought after everywhere. With Black Tower's abilities, any country would be eager to help her resolve her identity issue.

"Look at what you're saying, kid. We're family, how can we bring this abroad? I'll take care of this."

Zhao Deshan quickly expressed his opinion, then lowered his voice and asked cautiously.

"You little rascal, give me a heads-up, who's the person you brought back this time?"

Yesterday, the Monkey King really startled him. If today it were the Buddha or the Jade Emperor or something, that would be wonderful.

"He's a genius." Lu Ze decided to keep everyone in suspense for now, not saying the whole thing.

He could already foresee Zhao Deshan's excited reaction, almost spitting out his food.

"Oh, he's a genius."

Zhao Deshan's indifferent voice came through the receiver, clearly indicating that he hadn't grasped Lu Ze's point.

He oversees all the superhumans and aliens in the entire East China region; he's seen too many geniuses, they're worthless to him.

Seeing that the old man had fallen into the trap, Lu Ze decided to give him a bigger surprise.

"Yes, that's right, just a genius. He's only ranked 83rd on a cosmic scale, second to last, nothing special."

Before Zhao Deshan could react, Black Tower was already unhappy.

She reached out her small hand and twisted Lu Ze's waist, the force precisely concentrated on a piece of skin the size of a fingernail.

She even feared that Lu Ze wasn't in enough pain, so she secretly used a bit of her destiny power to strengthen the force of her fingers, as punishment for him making fun of her.

If she weren't only up to Lu Ze's chest, she would have grabbed his ear like the big black tower.

"hiss……"

Lu Ze gasped; this girl had a really strong grip.

"Wait... Explain yourself clearly, what does '83rd on a cosmic scale' mean?" Old Zhao had finally realized what was going on.

If Zhao Deshan still couldn't understand what Lu Ze meant at this moment, he wouldn't deserve to sit firmly in the position of Director of the Countermeasures Bureau.

Ranked 83rd among all civilizations, races, and geniuses in the entire universe.

This is no longer a question of whether she is a genius or not; it means that among countless lives, only 82 life forms are stronger than her.

Zhao Deshan's hand was trembling slightly as he held the phone; he almost shoved the receiver into his teacup.