America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

"This is another world now."

"Welcome to the other side of the world, the land of eternal night."

Wade put his arms around Li Qun and Peter's shoulders, and the three of them sat down at the bar counter.

"Are there any private rooms available?" Wade asked the bartender.

"There are two more rooms."

"Wade, you've decided to come back? You've become a mentor, and they're your students?" the bartender asked Wade while wiping the glasses.

Peter observed cautiously, as this was his first time in a bar.

Previously, his understanding of bars was limited to what he saw in TV dramas and movies. He thought bars were chaotic and noisy places, and it was hard to say what kind of people came to them.

However, the bar that Wade brought them to shattered Peter's preconceived notions about bars.

Soft music played in the underground bar, and everyone inside was dressed very appropriately and elegantly.

It didn't feel like a basement, but rather the top floor of a city skyscraper.

"You've got it wrong."

“I’m not their mentor; they have their own,” Wade told the bartender.

"I understand. What do you want to know?"

The bartender smiled at Wade.

“Johnny, I don’t have anything to ask you,” Wade said to bartender Johnny.

"Ok."

“We’d like to get something to eat. Let’s look at the menu,” Wade said to bartender Johnny.

“Menu…” Bartender Johnny frowned slightly, pulled out a laminated menu and placed it on the bar.

"Come over here and see what you'd like to eat?"

“Johnny, put this in the books,” Wade said, looking up at Johnny.

"I'll send you the bill in a week," Johnny told Wade.

Why a week?

"Wasn't it the same before?" Johnny looked at Wade, puzzled.

“Thanksgiving is in a week, do you remember to send the bill to my house?” Wade asked.

"Okay, I'll send it to you in two weeks."

Johnny continued wiping the glasses, his eyes quietly observing Li Qun and Peter.

"Fries, give us eight servings, double the ketchup." Johnny raised an eyebrow.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Do you have any milk or juice?" Wade looked up at Johnny.

Johnny frowned.

"It's all on the menu. You're asking me why I should give you the menu?"

Johnny's tone was dissatisfied.

"Oh! They have lemonade! Why is it so expensive? $68 a glass?"

"Alright. Anyway, I have the money. Three glasses of iced lemonade, but don't put too much ice in them."

"We're going to eat inside."

Wade gently pointed to a private room deep inside the bar.

"Understood," Johnny replied expressionlessly.

Peter and Li Qun continued to follow Wade into the bar's private room.

As soon as he entered the private room, Wade lay down on the sofa.

There was a pleasant scent in the private room that Li Qun found very pleasant, and he felt his mind relax under the aroma.

"Incense?"

There was a small incense burner on the wall cabinet in the private room, and the fragrance was emanating from it.

That's right.

"I used to be an assassin."

"Professional killer."

Do you know how valuable a professional assassin is?

"Professional assassins need certification and assessment. Only ten people worldwide can pass the professional assassin assessment each year."

Li Qun looked at Wade: "Did we ask anything?"

“No, but I wanted to tell you,” Wade said to Li Qun and Peter.

Peter sat obediently on the sofa, pressing his back against the sofa back.

Everything that happened tonight gave Peter a bizarre feeling, like an illogical dream, with Wade leading them through scene after scene.

Peter had stopped thinking about whether Wade was joking with him; all he wanted now was to be back with Uncle Ben and Aunt May, and get a good night's sleep in his own bedroom undisturbed by anyone.

"A hitman's job is to take other people's lives."

"Have you seen the movie 'Léon: The Professional'? It's based on a true story. Léon was a real-life legendary hitman, and the girl he protected at the end of the story also became a legend."

“We have a projector, does anyone want to watch a movie?” Wade asked Li Qun and Peter.

"This sofa is so comfortable, I want to lie down for a bit," Liqun said.

As he lay down, Li Qun exhaled a long breath, as if he were expelling all the air from his lungs.

“Let me tell you something you don’t know: my father is a scientist,” Wade said to Li Qun and Peter, who were sitting on either side of him.

"Before I got into the world of assassins, my father suddenly disappeared one day. I went to the research institute to look for him, only to find out that he had been fired and no one had his contact information."

"The reason he disappeared was because of his research."

“Everyone in my father’s research institute was very secretive about his research.”

"Which research institute is it?" Peter asked, intrigued.

“Columbia University’s Genetics Institute,” Wade replied.

Peter's pupils dilated slightly.

"They didn't want to tell me, but I found out myself."

“My father unlocked the secrets of genetics.” Wade sat up from the sofa.

Johnny knocked hard on the door, waited a few seconds, and then opened the door to the private room. He personally brought out eight servings of fries and lemonade with a little ice.

"No ketchup, just double the mayonnaise. French fries have been eaten with mayonnaise since they were invented." Johnny put down the fries and lemonade, walked out of the private room, and closed the door.

Chapter 207 Thirteen People

"I had a girlfriend back then..."

Wade ate the slightly hot fries with a furrowed brow, it was hard to tell whether it was his ex-girlfriend or the mayonnaise that made him frown.

"My girlfriend dumped me and went to live with my father."

Li Qun and Peter froze instantly, exchanging glances.

Wade's thinking was too jumpy, making it impossible for Li Qun and Peter to keep up with his ideas.

"At that time, my father and genetic scientists from all over the world were deciphering the genetic code of life. Gene research projects in other countries were progressing slowly, while only the project led by my father was making rapid progress."

"Can you imagine how terrifying it would be if the secrets of the genetic code were revealed?"

“My father turned a fish that lived in the water into a frog.” Wayne stuffed a big mouthful of fries into his mouth.

"He was dismissed from the project because he conducted genetic experiments on humans."

Peter felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Peter was absolutely certain that Columbia University's genetically modified spider research was definitely related to Wade's father, and that it even used Wade's father's genetic technology, and that he himself was also a beneficiary of the related genetic technology.

"He can make people grow fish scales and gills, and he can also turn people back to their original form."

"And then? Did you find your father?" Peter asked, looking down at his fries.

I couldn't find him.

"I went to look for it."

"In order to find him, I became a professional assassin, hoping to use the information channels in the assassin world to find him."

"But then, my father found me."

“When he found me, I thought he had gone crazy,” Wade said.

"Have you gone mad?" Li Qun looked at Wade.

"Perhaps it's genetic, but I gradually feel like I'm becoming like him."

“My father told me that he had found the Creator.”

He said that the creator of all life on Earth is an alien, including us.

"He discovered information left behind by the Creator in the genes, and by following the information he found in the genes, he found what the Creator had left behind."

Li Qun ate his fries expressionlessly while watching Wade, while Peter kept his head down.

"Is this story interesting?" Wade asked.

“Don’t tell me you made that up on the spot,” Li Qun said, at which point Peter looked up.

“No, these are all my personal experiences,” Wade said earnestly.

"I went with my father, and I brought my ex-girlfriend with me..."

“We went to an underground cave, and my father took me there with him, along with other people, all men and women my age. There were thirteen of us in total.”