Lying in bed, Zhao Bai fell into deep thought.
How to let Theresa know that there was a Titan in the warehouse was a daunting task.
Zhao Bai knew the Principal’s personality as well; she was timid yet stubborn, and it was absolutely impossible to let her go to the warehouse to take a look.
Let the Titan come out by itself?
Too dangerous, it was clearly a product of quantum experiments, a killer weapon, the legendary Titan father.
Without a firepower system, it could tear him apart with just those Titan fists, and that pile of iron lumps, Zhao Bai couldn’t even imagine them as ingredients.
Difficult, the most difficult ever.
In endless entanglement, Zhao Bai experienced insomnia for the first time.
The impact of sleep on taste is immense; as a responsible chef, he would never allow such a indulgent lifestyle.
Even if he could take a short nap, he had to ensure as much sleep as possible.
But this time was different; until four in the morning when the morning mist rose, Zhao Bai couldn’t close his eyes.
In a daze, a red-haired girl appeared before him.
White stockings, glasses, twin ponytails, mechanical arms.
With so many elements, it was hard not to like her.
The girl had a fierce expression, floating at the top of the ceiling, her body semi-transparent, as if she were a projection, independent of the real-time space.
At that moment, Zhao Bai gave up the idea of calling Theresa over.
The floating posture of the red-haired girl would definitely make the Principal think she was a ghost, causing her to faint directly.
Zhao Bai not only had to deal with the mysterious quantum ghost but also take care of the unconscious and defenseless Theresa, which significantly reduced his combat effectiveness.
“Who are you?” Zhao Bai asked, but the red-haired girl didn’t answer, instead, she scrutinized Zhao Bai.
The girl spoke, “Your weapon can directly affect quantum weapons, pulling them back to the real world for a short time.
Our years of hard work can’t even compare to a chef casually pulling out a weapon?” Zhao Bai read anger and disbelief on her face.
No matter how he looked at it, it was not a good emotion.
Through her iconic outfit and slightly irritable tone, Zhao Bai already knew the name of the person before him.
Frederica Nikola Tesla.
Doctor of Anti-Entropy.
“Those who are quantumized can freely choose their observation targets.” Tesla crossed her arms: “You’re quite clever; even if you call someone, you’ll still be seen as a fool.” “What’s your scheme?” “Just want to see if the so-called bright and friendly Saint Freya Academy is as great and righteous as the rumors say.” Tesla jumped down to the ground: “Don’t throw such a difficult choice at me about whether to silence you or not!” Zhao Bai whispered, “Can I beg for mercy?” “No begging for mercy!” Dr.
Tesla couldn’t make Zhao Bai do anything.
From the moment he got up, she maintained an observable quantum ghost state, floating beside him, closely watching all his actions after getting out of bed.
Zhao Bai got up, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and squeezed bitter melon juice, while Tesla stared unblinkingly.
When Zhao Bai pulled down his pants to relieve himself, she finally turned her head away in shame and anger.
This state continued until work; Zhao Bai hung the Path to Acheron on the kitchen door, like a guardian deity, suppressing all quantum ghosts, and Tesla was finally blocked outside the door.
What to do?
Zhao Bai was very troubled; combined with the sleepless night, he had no focus, and his cooking skills had greatly declined.
Until the evening, when both equally matched employees returned, he finally emerged from the kitchen, and upon looking up, Tesla was still floating on the ceiling.
“What exactly is this Scythe?
What kind of weapon is it?” “Just a farming tool, I often use it to cut chives, it works quite well.” Zhao Bai replied, and Tesla clearly became angry, her body quickly solidifying and falling down, her red mechanical finger pointing at Zhao Bai’s nose, making a meaningless threatening sound.
“It’s none of your business what I want to do; don’t investigate any further, do you hear me?” Zhao Bai couldn’t help but say, “Clearly, you’ve been floating around me for a whole day, and then you throw a harsh line telling me not to investigate.
What exactly do you want?” “Shut up!” Tesla stomped her foot in anger, her mechanical arm clattering.
That sound… was very similar to the so-called ghost footsteps that echoed in the warehouse every night; it turned out to be her doing.
Tesla pointed her finger at Zhao Bai, scolding him, the red mechanical arm clattering, and then all sounds fell silent.
The girl disappeared from view, transforming from reality into an unobservable quantum state, no longer allowing Zhao Bai to observe her.
How amazing.
Tesla was also conflicted.
The mole embedded within Schicksal seemed to have a favorable impression of Saint Freya Academy.
Not believing it, Tesla came to observe, only to see that guy in a pitiful state, coughing up blood.
Tesla almost forgot that the leader of Anti-Entropy was in a severely injured state.
It takes a full two hours to walk from the teacher’s apartment to the lakeside where they usually meet.
Tesla wanted to create a street location closer to him, so the leader wouldn’t have to walk so far and could rest properly.
After thinking it over, the rumors of hauntings seemed just right.
These were all Tesla’s personal actions; from start to finish, she never reported it to the alliance.
Proud as she was, she would never dare to admit to such a thing.
Who would have thought that she would actually run into Zhao Bai?
The Titan was parked there, and with a casual swipe, Zhao Bai pulled it out of its quantum state and briefly into reality.
Tesla was completely stunned, and it took her a while to regain her composure and initiate the quantumization program to pull the Titan back into its quantum state.
Tesla felt utterly humiliated.
If this got out, she would no longer be able to show her face.
It was, of course, impossible to ask Zhao Bai to give up.
Not to mention the funding issue, just the thought of having a Titan lying in the school’s hazardous materials storage made her uneasy.
That night, he came back here again.
However, Bronya was surprisingly absent; she had been punished by Mei and confined for secretly modifying a vacuum cleaner, and Project Bunny 19C was sent in her place.
“Due to the vacuum cleaner’s excessive performance, Bronya has been detained.” Project Bunny played a pre-recorded video: “Project Bunny possesses basic intelligence.
Bronya has pre-recorded daily communication phrases, which it will selectively play.
Project Bunny is Bronya’s friend, and Project Bunny’s presence is equivalent to Bronya’s presence.” Zhao Bai understood and replied, “Got it, I won’t skimp on your salmon roe sausage.” “That’s good to hear.” Project Bunny stopped playing and switched to a new video response.
It seemed that they could indeed communicate without barriers.
Zhao Bai was somewhat surprised; he asked a few nonsensical questions, and Project Bunny answered smoothly, showing no signs of robotic stiffness.
Is this what a big shot is like?