Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

A series of data was reproduced with the support of computing power in the rear.

"right here!"

Ms. Aso suddenly waved her hand and pointed at one of the frames.

"At this moment, the acceleration of motorcycle number one seems to have returned to zero, right?"

"Number One's hand loosened? What's the reason?"

"Report! It's definitely not the motorcycle's fault," one of the staff members behind him adjusted his glasses and analyzed quietly, "I study mechanical power and have a good understanding of various motorcycles. Based on the model and age of the motorcycle used by No. 1, if he wanted, the motorcycle's speed could have increased by at least another three miles per hour before hitting the target."

"Report! It's not Number One's own fault." Beside the man with the glasses, a chubby figure holding documents raised his hand to answer, "I just analyzed Number One's background in detail. Mr. Fujiwara is indeed a master of prediction. Number One has been cheated on before, and the other party is a rich second-generation. Based on this analysis, it is possible that Number One was stimulated by the target's date. Coupled with the accumulated hatred of the rich and the influence of alcohol, his mental state was already unbalanced when he was carrying out the mission just now."

The fat man shrugged and threw the information away.

"In other words, No. 1 was probably only thinking about how to kill the target, and would not actively slow down."

There was nothing wrong with the motorcycle, and Number One's desire to kill the target had not subsided.

So why does this happen?

Ms. Aso couldn't help biting her nails.

"Report! There are new discoveries!"

The man with glasses slammed the table and tapped the keyboard, zooming in on a picture on the big screen and marking it in red.

"That's probably why the motorcycle swerved suddenly."

"This is fucking outrageous!" The man with glasses couldn't help but swear!

Aso looked at it intently.

"Stone ball? So that's what's going on. Did the obstacle on the road just happen to deflect the direction of the motorcycle?" She stared at the surveillance camera for a long time, frowning and whispering,

"But it's weird? How can there be something like this on the main street?"

Click! Click!

The picture flickers, turn it back a few seconds.

In the same position, there is obviously no stone ball obstructing it.

"No? No? Nowhere? Damn it! Is it haunted?" The man with glasses tried desperately to switch the screen and suddenly felt creepy.

How could something like that appear out of nowhere?

Ms. Aso was also a little confused, but not panicked.

If it is some unknown space-related word spirit, this situation is possible.

But if we really want to speculate like this.

Is it possible that they will encounter obstacles from one or more unknown hybrids during this mission?

If there really is a mixed-race person on the other side, it will be troublesome.

Ms. Aso narrowed her eyes slightly.

After all, that wasn't something she had considered when she made her plan.

call!

"Found it!" The man with glasses broke into a cold sweat and marked the picture in red again, "I was scared to death, it's not haunted."

"The stone ball at the scene rolled out of that boy's pocket."

"Is this even possible? This is even more outrageous! What kind of luck is this?" The fat guy next to her couldn't help but click his tongue, astonished by her beauty.

After carrying out so many missions, this was the first time he had seen such a way of escaping danger.

"Shut up, you!" The man with glasses rolled his eyes.

"Is it bad to be lucky? To be precise, we are also unlucky."

"Mission One is clearly out of control. Without this stone ball, the mission would most likely have failed."

"By then, not only will the target be dead, but even us, no one will be able to escape!"

"In other words, this boy saved us all! Just be happy!"

"Luck, not necessarily." Ms. Aso frowned slightly and pointed at the staff at the back and asked,

"I ask you, is it possible to use that stone ball artificially through calculation?"

The large army that was continuing to monitor from the rear was stunned and couldn't help but look at Ms. Aso with the eyes of a madman.

Is this idea a bit far-fetched?

So unscientific!

After a long time, the man with glasses spoke first, breaking the awkward situation.

"Old. Boss."

"There is a legend about Laplace's demon in the scientific community, which is similar to your current idea. The idea is that if there is a creature that knows how all microscopic particles operate, it can predict the future."

"For this incident alone, theoretically, it is possible to establish a mathematical model by calculating the speed, landing point, deflection angle, etc., so as to make it possible to eliminate the crisis just now by taking advantage of some obstacles."

He scratched his head and smiled bitterly.

"But even with all the big computers in the world, there is a chance that this calculation will fail."

“It also requires a lot of necessary advance preparation, countless trials and errors, and a lot of effort.”

"How could humans achieve that level?"

The man with glasses licked his lips and shook his head.

“If there really is someone who can calculate all the data in an instant, implement it accurately and achieve the desired result.”

"Boss! That person is no longer a human. He is a person with super powers, a person with super powers that only exist in our imagination!"

"Superpowers?" Ms. Aso narrowed her eyes and muttered to herself. She was not surprised by the fact that she didn't know. After all, not many ordinary people knew about mixed-race people.

If we understand the glasses man's words in another way, isn't it possible to artificially recreate the scene just now as long as one has super powers?

"I understand. You continue to maintain surveillance."

"Yes!" The staff member sat upright.

Fujiwara hummed softly.

"Aso, what were you thinking about just now?"

"You don't think there are mixed-bloods?"

"Yes, I think there is such a possibility. Mr. Fujiwara, didn't you hear the analysis just now?" Ms. Aso pointed at the fat boy, "Let's put aside the possibility that the car accident was solved by artificial calculation and implementation of obstacles. In the situation just now, No. 1 who wanted to kill the target would subconsciously stabilize the handlebars even if he encountered an obstacle."

"But judging from the results, No. 1 obviously lost consciousness for a short time, which caused the motorcycle to lose control under the slight impact of the stone ball."

"Enlarge the face of that boy!" Ms. Aso turned around and ordered.

"Yes!" The man with glasses didn't know what happened, but he still did as he was told.

"enlarge!"

"Enlarge it further!"

"Lock on the eyes and zoom in!"

"It has been magnified to the limit." A bitter whisper came from the staff.

"Forget it, let's just leave it at that." Ms. Aso waved her hand and gave up on pursuing the matter further.

"Aso,"

Fujiwara narrowed his eyes and whispered,

"You don't think that the reason why No. 1 failed is because of the power of the Word Spirit, do you?"

"How is this possible?" Fujiwara shook his head.

"According to your idea, in order to achieve the two key tasks of making No. 1 lose consciousness and calculating the landing point of the stone ball, you need at least one hypnotic word spirit and one calculation word spirit, as well as the support of a strong bloodline behind them."

"Mastering the power of multiple words and spirits, plus a strong bloodline. Do you know what this thing is?"

"It's the Dragon King!"

Fujiwara chuckled and looked at Ms. Aso with an idiotic look.

"Do you think that with a mission like ours, we will encounter the supreme Dragon King?"

"If he really met the Dragon King, why would he be so secretive?"

"According to Dragon's thinking, shouldn't they just tear Number One and his motorcycle to pieces?"

"This kind of joke is even more ridiculous than the story in the fairy tale where the dragon king falls in love with a human!"

"Of course I know this, I just want to confirm it." Ms. Aso whispered softly.

"So how did you confirm it? Did you lock onto the little boy's eyes just now?"

"How is it? Are you sure? Could that be our Dragon King?"

Fujiwara couldn't help but sneer.

"Ah! Aso, you have a really great idea. Just now, that low-class trash from No. 1 seemed to be able to hurt the Dragon King's hair with just a motorcycle?"

"Tsk tsk! Oh my god! That's something half-bloods like us can never do in our entire lives."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 193 Suspicion, concern, familiarity, executioner!

"Mr. Fujiwara, please keep your voice down." Ms. Aso glanced at her subordinate who seemed to have heard something and reminded him carefully.

"The group of people behind us are not our direct subordinates. None of them knows the secret of the hybrids."

"If this continues, it will be very difficult for me to handle it."

Fujiwara suddenly fell silent, his face looking grim, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

Plan No. 1 has turned out to be such a disgusting state, and no one is allowed to say anything about it?

"Besides, you really misunderstood. I was just ruling out all the possibilities of the plan failing."

"It is impossible for a Dragon King-level character to appear in this mission. But from what I have just seen, compared to other high school students of the same age, there is something wrong with that boy, isn't there?" Ms. Aso whispered her thoughts.

"Just the fact that he rushed forward to protect Su Xiaoqiang in the face of sudden danger is worthy of our attention."

"After all, not everyone has that kind of courage."

"No matter what, if such a person keeps around Su Xiaoqiang, it may have unpredictable effects on our next plan."

"So even to avoid that, we have to raise awareness of this person."

Fujiwara glanced at Aso, hugged his chest and snorted coldly.

"What's the point of paying attention to a child whose hair hasn't even grown out yet? It's making a big fuss out of nothing!"

Ms. Aso frowned slightly, finally realizing the bad attitude clearly revealed behind Fujiwara's expression and words.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, knowing that this was the reason why such a big mistake had occurred in the plan from the very beginning.

The unfavorable start must have made the man in front of me very angry, so it is understandable that he vents his anger on others.

To be honest, every time Ms. Aso goes on a mission, the person she fears most is someone like Fujiwara.

Male chauvinism does not tolerate any rebuttal and only issues orders from a superior position.

His attitude is as arrogant as that of an emperor. He doesn't try to find a solution to the problem and just completes the task.

People like Fujiwara, whenever there is a problem, will definitely use his temper to bully others, no matter what.

Apart from the fact that Yan Ling is quite capable in fighting, he is simply a pig-like teammate.

If there is a need for fighting, then needless to say, Fujiwara is indeed a valuable fighting force who can charge into battle.

But the problem is that their mission this time requires everyone to work behind the scenes, so Fujiwara is not needed at all.

To put it bluntly, Fujiwara is now just a useless decoration. He is of no use except causing trouble.

What a burden!

Ms. Aso complained in her heart, hoping that after completing this mission, she would not meet Fujiwara again.