I'm a villain, not a devil

Chapter 38 I guessed it
  [College] covers a large area, and students, tutors or experimenters can be seen at any time.

However, when Sean came here today, the guarding force in the core area was immediately strengthened.

Especially when Sean started making trouble in the cafeteria, he was worried that the other party was deliberately causing riots, so the core areas that received the news once again strengthened their defense.

However, there are not so many people staring at the ordinary buildings outside.

The Academic Affairs Building is located in the southeast of [College], and a few walls away is the heavily guarded laboratory.

At this time, on the path from the academic building to the laboratory, next to a vending machine, after a strange grunting sound, a white hand stretched out from the shadows.

No one is going to guard a vending machine, and no one is going to guard a trail.

The white hand just placed what looked like a manuscript on the bench next to the vending machine, and then disappeared.

After a while, the sound of the door opening was heard from the direction of the laboratory.

The guards were examining a man with bird's nest hair and a dirty white coat.

"Why are you so strict today?" the man asked.

The guard smiled: "Professor Schneider, don't you usually pay little attention to the outside world?"

"Ask whatever you want."

"It's nothing, okay, Professor, you can leave."

After the slovenly man left, the two guards looked at each other.

"Professor Schneider has been working on his project for almost ten years, right? He has no clue at all?"

Another person shrugged: "No, because there are no results, I heard that the funds have begun to be lost in the past two years."

"He is quite persistent..."

"No, Professor Schneider spends all day in the laboratory. He comes out at 12 noon and 24 p.m. every day, has a cup of coffee and something to eat, and then goes back to continue his research. Tsk, there are no results."

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Schneider looked tired as he walked on the trail. There was still no breakthrough today.

The direction of his research is related to energy utilization, but no matter how hard he tries, he can never get the desired results.

"If you continue like this, [the college] will not allocate funds to you starting next year."

Recalling the ultimatum from the academic team, he frowned.

Sighing, he walked to the vending machine and bought a can of coffee, a habit he had developed over the years.

After the end of the world, the coffee bean plant is almost extinct, and only big people are eligible to enjoy real coffee.

The canned coffee he was used to drinking was actually a flavored drink. In order to restore the refreshing function of coffee as much as possible, a small amount of madness toxin was added to it.

Schneider has calculated that with his frequency of two cans a day, this toxin will accumulate to a level that cannot be ignored in twenty years. However, at that time, he will either have results and be able to detoxify at will, or he will still get nothing and be kicked out. Leave [Academy].

He doesn't have deep feelings for the [Academy], he just doesn't want to part with those high-tech experimental equipment. Being kicked out is no different from death.

Sitting on the bench and taking a sip, he noticed something around him from the corner of his eye.

That's a manuscript.

Schneider frowned, who was so careless that he even dropped the manuscript.

He picked it up and glanced at it casually, and then it was hard for him to take his eyes off it.

His breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes bulged almost touching the paper, and he kept muttering to himself: "This... a road that has never been imagined... genius, this is a genius' idea..."

"This is not someone in the laboratory...it must be some genius student...Why didn't I think of it...a genius, an absolute genius!"

His eyes were full of obsession and intoxication.

At the end, Schneider looked tense.

"I have a feeling that this is the right way... But this energy-extracting device is contraband... Moreover, the object being extracted needs to have huge energy..."

He was in great distress.

At the same time, in an empty office in the Academic Affairs Building, a white hand was pulling out the USB flash drive from the computer.

This is just the academic building, and important information will not be stored here, so no one will notice what is going on here. He disappeared with the things in his hand, and Moza stood up in the cafeteria.

"Brother, we have something to do in the afternoon."

Sean, who was bullying a girl to the point of tears, turned around and said, "Really?"

"Ah."

"Forget it, let's go." Sean let go of his hand generously and left under the eyes of everyone who avoided him.

Looking at Sean walking out of the campus, the surveillance personnel looked at each other.

"Just leave like this?"

"He seems to just bully people when he has nothing to do..."

"He is a lunatic to begin with... go back and notify, and then order each area to conduct self-inspections to see if there is anything wrong!"

"Yes!"

A seemingly meaningless farce ended like this, which even gave people in the [Academy] the illusion of being able to shoot mosquitoes with a cannon.

I have done so many guards in the core area, but you end up wandering around the whole school bullying people?
  After confirming that there was indeed nothing wrong, the [Academy] could only conclude that Sean was a farce lover.

However, the unlucky Qiong Ying who had done nothing was interrogated again.
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  At this time, Sean, a farce lover, was looking at information in front of a computer.

Moza on the side was sorting things for him - his superpower was still unknown to the outside world, but most people judged it to be a space-based superpower, which showed that he could travel through space, and at the same time he would disappear in place.

Only Sean, Sherrill and Moza himself knew that his superpower was not space-based at all.

[Melt], this is Moza's superpower.

He can melt any part of his body, then merge it into various substances that he has adapted to, and finally re-condensate it. During this period, he can wrap up small things and move together.

Although Moza himself can control the melted state and the condensed body, he has no vision in the melted state and split state.

In other words, the behavior of only part of the body relies entirely on Moza's own memory and feelings.

Sean took him wandering around the [Academy] to let him memorize most of the terrain to complete the mission. Obviously, Moza would not let Sean down.

While checking the information, Sean ordered: "Have someone shrink the sales of that kind of energy extraction equipment. It happens to be very popular recently. Ask Endeli to wait, anyway, they will definitely be able to chat."

"Got it, big brother."

The manuscript that Schneider looked at was written by Endeli.

This mediocre professor is the central figure in a key plot, and the huge laboratory explosion was caused by him.

In the game's plot, the person who provided inspiration for Snyder was Endeli.

Sean, who found Endeli in advance, decided to speed up the plot after thinking about it!
  Professor Schneider's personal habits are too easy to exploit.

Of course, this is only part of Sean's plan, and the other part is, of course, the information Moza stole back.

This is not important information, but a collection of personal information of [college] students. Even the information of important people will not appear on it.

However, Sean was not doing it for anything else. He was looking for someone to verify his conjecture.

"Let's see... I live on Privet Drive... and there are only two classes in the laboratory specializing in night vision equipment development at ten o'clock in the evening..."

"Three men and two women...there are fewer than expected..."

Finally, Sean's eyes fell on a photo of a round-faced girl.

Her expression was calm and somewhat indifferent. The information column said that her parents died early in life and left some property behind. She is currently living with her aunt.

"Fu Yunlu..." Sean narrowed his eyes slightly.

"My parents died in a gang conflict many years ago. They were reserve members of the Supervision Bureau during their lifetime. My aunt worked in the civilized new law government department that was just established that year and was an ordinary employee..."

"Identified as having an ordinary background and innocent identity..."

Sean thought for a moment and then laughed out loud.

"I see...I guessed it...ha."

(End of this chapter)