"Classmate Xiao Zhang seems to be quite capable!"
"Is Ren Anran stupid?"
"The Ren family's fighting technique has many drawbacks. It is even more troublesome than our Black Armor fighting technique. Can Professor Ren do it?"
On the second floor of the dining center, Zhou Yueyan was holding a small telescope.
She adjusted the lens tube from time to time to present the scene in her eyes more clearly.
Ren Sheng stepped into the seventh sequence and became the third seventh sequencer in the Red Alliance.
Whether this kind of thing is a big deal or not, after all, it has almost no impact on ordinary people.
But this kind of thing is small but not trivial to the Zhou family.
For Zhou Xin of Xijing City, what Zhou Xin of the seventh sequence lacked was a sufficient assistant, especially an assistant like Ren Shengsheng.
If Ren Yisheng had enough strength to assist Zhou Xin, Zhou Xin would not be afraid of the eighth-ranked person from the Omega Alliance.
The Red Alliance overthrew the exclusive Luofu royal family, but no family could regain the strength that the Luofu Empire once had.
Chang Kong Luo can't do it, Zhou Xin can't do it, and no one else can do it.
Compared with the many disputes in the country, Zhou Xin always looks outward and takes the strongest aim.
If it weren't for the survivability brought by Zhou Xin's Xuanjia Technique, Zhou Xin's support pillar would have collapsed.
More than twenty years ago, Zhou Yueyan participated in the negotiations to eliminate the Ren family's authority in Xijing City. Twenty years later, she needed to make an accurate judgment and even invite the other party back again.
"I hope you have real skills. If Barton defeats you with one move, it will not only be a problem for you, but also for our Zhou family!"
In the rules of Xijing City, only strength can talk about sacrifice, and only strength can match the corresponding position.
Zhou Yueyan is not worried about Ren Shengsheng's grudge, as the other party will eventually assimilate and integrate into their interest group.
This time may be one year, or it may be two years, or even three or five years.
During this period of time, Zhou Yueyan needed to accurately position the Ren family and even possible alliances.
In the current world, most of the people in power are sequencers with high-end genetic power.
The strength of an individual is not enough to cope with the attack of a large-scale thermal weapon, but the flexibility of an individual is a level that thermal weapons cannot reach.
The current war mode has also shifted to a beheading mode targeting high-level officials.
Unless any war initiator can destroy the other party's top leaders in a short period of time, the retaliation it will face will be unbearable.
The world has entered the genetic era. Not only has food been abundantly supplied, but war has also been away from humans for decades.
But there is still contention and brutal violence.
"The Ren family..."
Seeing Ren Anran's foolish and foolish look, Zhou Yueyan felt a big question mark in her heart about the Ren family.
She gained nothing from Ren's family today, and even had a negative impression, but Zhou Yueyan also discovered some interesting things.
For example, Zhang Xuezhou, for example, the ascetic monk Hongku discussed by the Ren family brothers and sisters.
Zhou Yueyan would not think about how to obtain possible benefits, or discover what kind of existence this ascetic named Hong Ku was, but she would rather the Ren family had a little more background.
"It's a pity that Luo Chong was not mentioned!"
If there is any selfishness in Zhou Yueyan's heart, many related contents are only related to the Luofu royal family and will not involve ascetic monks like Hongku.
Thoughts floated through her mind, and in the end she just held the binoculars there to watch Zhang Xuezhou gliding backwards from time to time.
"I'm so envious after seeing this. Do you want to make a dose of crane bird blood potion and try some crane-shaped fist temporarily?"
Zhang Xuezhou's crane-shaped fist was played upside down, and Zhou Yueyan felt that she was a little cautious.
Her research institute is engaged in the research of genetic blood agents, and a lot of money has been invested in it. If she wants to prepare some blood agents for her own fun, Zhou Yueyan does not have much pressure.
She pressed her ears and felt that compared to Zhang Xuezhou, who was good at spying on the 'spiritual pigeon gene', it was no longer fun.
"Those old guys are really careless when it comes to studying fighting techniques. Pigeons are also very good at flying. Why did they just develop a set of spiritual ear fighting techniques? They are not as serious as my team in studying blood agents!"
Zhou Yueyan made a dissatisfied judgment, and then used her finger to swipe the monitor in her hand.
The current investigation didn't make much sense, so Zhou Yueyan had no choice but to use the visual monitor to pass the time.
She wrote down her plan to try the Crane Blood Potion, and then opened the software skillfully.
"It's airing. It's airing. Today, I found a young man who is very good at skateboarding!"
The blurry vista was pulled into the camera lens. Zhou Yueyan looked at her empty live broadcast room, and then looked at her fellow anchors.
"It makes no sense. The content of my live broadcast is obviously much more interesting than that of Xuanxuan who loves to travel. Forget it, this live broadcast software does not pay wages. She is also a hard-working host and does not want to compare!"
Zhou Yueyan felt that her live broadcast space was a bit idle, and she could only rely on self-entertainment to pass the time.
The time for her live broadcast is not fixed. It is rare to have a live broadcast every ten and a half days. It is understandable that she lacks a regular audience.
But Zhou Yueyan noticed within minutes that her live broadcast room was beginning to flood into accounts.
"Wow, this live broadcast is interesting!"
"I like this anchor!"
"How long have you been live streaming, sister? Can you show your face?"
Among the more than ten accounts, three accounts interacted, which gave Zhou Yueyan a little more novelty.
She just felt that this kind of display was recognized by strangers and she felt a sense of accomplishment.
Before she could react, a viewer named 'I Love Anchor' directly tipped her a hundred yuan.
"Eh?"
Zhou Yueyan was a little stunned. She typed a few words on the monitor with her fingers, but no one in the audience responded.
It wasn't until Zhou Yueyan pointed the visual camera at her head that a first-level trumpet produced a subtitle of exclamation.
"Xiao Ni'er, are you here to be the anchor too?"
"Xiao Ni'er, who are you?"
"I'm your uncle!"
"You don't take advantage of me when you play live broadcast!"
Zhou Yueyan looked at this first-level trumpet and flipped through the other party's information. When she saw the word 'Lao Luo' on the information, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.
After a few seconds, an ID called "Zhou Moumou's Dismal Life" entered the live broadcast room, which made Zhou Yueyan almost stop the live broadcast.
"Play?"
The typing of "Zhou Moumou's Dismal Life" was not very neat, and I only typed a very simple query.
This allowed Zhou Yueyan to quickly confirm the identities of these two first-level trumpets.
It was inconvenient to confirm one of them, but with two of them together and a familiar tone, Zhou Yueyan knew who she was facing no matter how slow she was.
This made her smile awkwardly.
"I've recently become more interested in sociology and am investigating some new forms in society!"
Zhou Yueyan reluctantly replied, and then quickly switched the camera.
"Look at how energetic these young guys are. This is a new scene in our society!"
Zhou Yueyan quickly switched the camera to the window.
The camera zoomed out, and Zhang Xuezhou's previous rapid flight turned into jumping up and down.
Watching the other party jumping up and down in the woods, Zhou Yueyan felt that this kind of performance lacked the enjoyment of before.
"It seems to jump three meters upright. Does this have frog genes?"
"2.8M!"
'Lao Luo' and 'Zhou Moumou's Dismal Life' were subtitled one after another. When the camera zoomed in again, Zhou Yueyan saw a familiar face appear in the camera.
"Why hasn't Lao Ren done any research?"
Lao Luo typed a row of words, seeming a little surprised.
Another question mark was "Zhou Moumou's Dismal Life".
Zhou Yueyan felt that her head suddenly became bigger.
During the more than ten minutes she played the live broadcast, there were obvious deficiencies in her monitoring, and she may have omitted some important information.
