Seeker of Teyvat

Several other senior gentlemen accused Mr. Yan Ming of saying that before the bones of the old dean were cold, Yan Ming wanted to fight for power and gain and was not a son of man.

In the end, Mr. Yan Ming had a big quarrel with several senior gentlemen and broke up unhappy.

For a time, the quarrel between Mr. Yan Ming and several senior gentlemen was widely spread in the college.

But Wang Daoyi, who knew the news, smiled.

It seems that Yan Ming has informed several other senior gentlemen about his proposed plan.

And several senior gentlemen agreed,

In view of the old dean's last words, they were all willing to believe Wang Daoyi's guarantee and cooperate with Wang Daoyi's plan.

So there was a script in which Yan Ming fell out with everyone.

And when Wang Daoyi checked the news,

In a secret corner not far from Tongwen Academy,

Yan Ming looked at a foreigner with a cold expression.

"Oh, tell me, what do you want from me this time? If you want to send someone to school, then I don't have time now. You can come back later."

Yan Ming looked impatient and seemed to have something serious on his mind.

And this expression is in line with the other party's guess,

"No, no, no, Mr. Yan Ming, we heard that you have encountered some unhappy things recently. As friends, we can help you." The foreigner, or rather, the intelligence officer of the Fools, said to Yan Ming, There is a very sincere feeling in the words.

Yan Ming glanced at the intelligence officers of the Fools with disdain: "Oh, you even want to ask me for help when you enter a school, but you dare to say that you are capable of helping me with my affairs?"

He was looked down upon by Yan Ming, but the intelligence officers of the Fools were not angry. This arrogant attitude was in line with their intelligence department's analysis of Yan Ming.

"Haha, Mr. Yan Ming, there is an old saying in Liyue that goes, 'One day without seeing you feels like three years have passed.' We haven't had any contact for such a long time, you may still not understand our abilities."

Yan Ming's cold face relaxed a little, but he still had a sullen look on his face: "Humph, then I'll give you a chance. Tell me, how can you help me?"

A hint of joy flashed across the eyes of the Fatui intelligence officer, but it quickly disappeared.

He looked around and then said to Yan Ming: "This is a big deal. How about we find a place to discuss it in detail?"

Yan Ming seemed a little impatient, but also a little conflicted. After some consideration, he said to the Fatui: "I'll give you a chance. You'd better not waste my time. Otherwise, I will send all those people you sent in out."

In these words, the image of a villain manipulating power becomes more vivid.

The joy in the eyes of the Fools' intelligence officers was even greater.

This Yan Ming is indeed a villain who is greedy for money and power.

However, they, the fools, feel at ease using such people.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we will definitely not let you down, sir. I have prepared a banquet at the Liuli Pavilion, let's go over and talk."

As if he heard the words "Liuliting", Yan Ming's face looked better and his tone softened a bit: "You are so thoughtful. Lead the way. Let's go separately so as not to be seen by those pedantic people."

The Fatui intelligence officer knew that Yan Ming was worried about being seen by other gentlemen, so he did not refute and nodded: "Okay, I'll go first, sir, please follow me."

Then he turned and walked towards the Liuli Pavilion.

Behind him, Yan Ming also set out to catch up.

However, there was no more impatience in his eyes, only calmness.

The two of them walked into the private room of Liuli Pavilion one after the other.

No one knows what the two talked about in there.

In short, after coming out, Yan Ming's face was a little red, obviously he had drunk a lot of wine.

"Hahaha, as long as you help me get that position, I will do everything you ask of me. We will be brothers closer than brothers."

Yan Ming placed a hand on the Fatui's shoulder and spoke loudly.

The Fools quickly supported Yan Ming and whispered, "This matter still needs to be kept secret, sir, please do not reveal it."

The reminder from the Fatui seemed to sober up Yan Ming a little. His expression changed slightly, and then he restrained his expression and lowered his voice: "Oh, yes, yes, a secret, a secret."

The two walked out of the Glazed Pavilion, and the Fatui bowed to Yan Ming and said, "I still have some preparations to make, so I won't see you off, sir."

"Haha, stay, stay, I can go back by myself." Yan Ming also smiled and asked the Fatui to stay and not to see them off. It was completely different from the sour face he had when he came.

Yan Ming turned and left.

The faces of the Fools who were originally smiling cordially changed: "Oh, you are such a coward, how disgusting. However, since you can be used by us, it is a good thing."

Thinking of this, the Fatui intelligence officer walked towards the Northland Bank. He was going to report the progress of the mission to Pantalone.

the other side,

After turning a few corners and making sure no one was following me,

The drunken look on Yan Ming's face faded, and he waved his sleeves to dispel the alcohol on his body. A smile appeared in his eyes, and he felt a little disdainful of the Fatui just now:

"Acting? Oh, if the old dean hadn't promoted me, I would have gone to Fontaine to act long ago."

As the gentleman in charge of examinations in the academy, Yan Ming, who often accepted bribes from major chambers of commerce, was not afraid of anyone in terms of acting skills.

This is also the reason why other gentlemen are confident that Mr. Yan Ming can go undercover.

All the way back to the academy, Yan Ming walked towards his dormitory amidst the strange looks from the scattered students.

The quarrel between Yan Ming and several other great professors has become known to the whole institute.

Everyone knows that Yan Ming wants to be the new dean.

However, among students, opinions on Yan Ming are polarized.

Some students think that Yan Ming is qualified to be the dean. Now that the position of dean is up for grabs, confirming it will be good for the stability of the academy.

But another group of students felt that what the other great professors said was right. It was too shameful for Yan Ming to try to seize power before the old dean's body was even cold.

As a result, under the impetus of some people, supporters of these two views have engaged in several debates.

Without paying attention to the students' gazes, Yan Ming had expected all this. He returned to his dormitory with a calm face.

open the door,

Sure enough, a figure was already sitting in front of his desk.

"Your Excellency arrived quickly." Yan Ming joked.

Wang Daoyi turned around and said: "You guys are not slow either, you actually took the initiative to attack."

"Mr. Shi Jing said that since the plan has been confirmed, we should not wait passively. A certain degree of inducement is also necessary. Now it seems that the effect is good." Yan Ming said with a smile.

Wang Daoyi shook his head, stretched out his hand, gently pinched the corner of Yan Ming's clothes, and a small mechanical device was grabbed out by Wang Daoyi.

"Your ability to act is good, but you still have to be careful when facing the Fatui. They are experienced in playing dirty tricks."

Yan Ming's face changed and he asked, "What is this?"

"This? Some kind of eavesdropping and positioning device, let me see, tsk tsk tsk, Xumi's technology, probably sent from Dotore."

The small mechanical device had no secrets in front of Wang Daoyi. He saw through it with just one glance.

"Oh, Dottore is the Fatui executive officer [Doctor]. He and our current opponent [Rich Man] Pantalone are in a cooperative relationship."

Afraid that Yan Ming didn't know the inside story, Wang Dao opened his mouth to explain.

Yan Ming's face looked a little ugly. Fortunately, he only despised those fools in his heart on the road just now and did not speak directly, otherwise it would have been a big deal.

"Then how should we deal with this?" Yan Ming asked with a frown as he looked at the small mechanical device in Wang Daoyi's hand.

"Oh, you should put on a full show. It's just a small thing, but it can't faze me."

Wang Dao lightly tapped his fingertips, and the small mechanical device immediately disintegrated, revealing the tiny core hidden inside.

"Heh, some of the Void's information transmission structures and the foundation of the Order Institute are almost completely exposed by Dotore."

With a thought, the elemental power and alchemy shone.

A new small mechanical device appeared in Wang Daoyi's hand, and it came with a small switch.

Handed two things to Yan Ming,

"Here you go. If you want the Fatui to hear anything in the future, press the switch and then speak. They will receive the message. If the switch is not turned on, this eavesdropping device will not work."

Yan Ming took the props, with some shock in his eyes.

Although his field of study was not alchemy or mechanical construction,

But he was skilled enough to see that what Wang Daoyi had just done was something that a normal alchemist could not do.

He reached out and took the two small props that Wang Daoyi handed over and kept them close to his body.

Yan Ming then talked about what happened today with the Fatui.

Generally speaking, it is no different from what Wang Daoyi guessed before.

The Fatui collected the opinions of the students and used the students of Zhidong who had infiltrated the academy to promote public opinion, gradually changing Yan Ming's image into one that most people like.

Finally, driven by public opinion, other gentlemen were discredited and an election was launched to push Yan Ming to power.

A simple and crude, but very effective method.

If Wang Daoyi had not intervened and Ye Lan had not noticed the situation here, then their plan might have really succeeded.

Of course, the prerequisite is that there is a great master who is willing to really cooperate with them.

But now, Wang Daoyi has intervened, Ye Lan has noticed it, and even the big master who cooperated with them is an undercover agent.

It is conceivable that the Fatui will be slaughtered mercilessly.

After explaining the plan of the Fatui, Yan Ming felt a little embarrassed and said to Wang Daoyi: "As for the evidence you mentioned, the other party was very cautious and refused to leave any physical evidence. I didn't get any actual evidence."

While speaking, Yan Ming's face turned a little red, as if he was ashamed for not having any evidence.

Wang Dao didn't care at all and patted Yan Ming on the shoulder: "Sir, there is no need to be like this. The Fatui are cautious in their actions. In addition, they were defeated by me before, so it is normal that they dare not leave any evidence."

"I came here today just to resolve this matter."

As he spoke, Wang Daoyi touched his waist, and a round mechanical ball appeared in his hand.

"Keep this gadget. When you meet with the Fatui next time, just press the red button on it. It will record the footage of your conversation and use it as evidence."

Yan Ming took the mechanical ball, looked at the red button on it, and hesitated: "This... do I need to take it out?"

Wang Daoyi shook his head: "No, you just need to put it in your pocket. Light can be blocked, but light elements are everywhere."

In the Chiwang civilization, projection technology has become very mature, which stems from the development of the Chiwang civilization's light energy technology.

What Wang Daoyi handed over to Yan Ming was a projection recording device, which could sense light elements within ten meters around it and perform projection recording.

Therefore, even if you put it in your pocket, it will not affect its operation.

Of course, this is also due to Wang Daoyi's mastery of light. If someone else were to make this device, they would not be able to achieve the same effect as Wang Daoyi.

With a hint of curiosity, Yan Ming put away the projection recording ball.

The two chatted for a while.

Wang Daoyi just left his dormitory.

……

Northland Bank,

In the office deep upstairs,

As Pantalone listened to his subordinates' reports, a hint of satisfaction appeared in the corner of his eyes.

The progress and success of this mission satisfied him.

However, Pantalone was an executive officer after all, and while he was happy, he did not forget to continue asking, "Are you sure there is nothing fishy?"

In recent times, Pantalone's men have fought secretly with Ye Lan's men many times and suffered losses all the time.

That's why he asked an extra question.

The intelligence officer of the Fatui nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, sir. We have repeatedly checked this man's traces. He accepted our money a long time ago. He can be considered an 'old friend'."

Pantalone nodded, and then thought of someone.

"What about Wang Daoyi? Is there any news about him recently?"

Thinking of Wang Daoyi, Pantalone felt a little uncomfortable.

According to the information from Dottore, Wang Daoyi is about to take the last step and be on par with Morax.