Those are all High-Level students from the Biogenetics Institute.
Although not all of them had undergone Genetic Modification, their Martial Power still surpassed that of beginner students.
But Ying Zijin easily defeated several grown men.
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment and then said calmly, "In the past, to survive, I had to learn to fight."
The only one who can protect you is yourself.
Bing Lan was a bit stunned.
Although she came from a civilian background, her family was moderately well-off and her parents were alive.
She didn’t have a destiny of great wealth, but at least she didn’t have to worry about food and clothing.
"Ah Ying, are you short of money for food?" Bing Lan thought for a moment, "I’ll give you my meal card, you can use it freely."
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, "What about you?"
"I’ll just eat steamed buns." Bing Lan’s voice was low, "You haven’t had anything good to eat."
"No need." Ying Zijin coughed lightly and laughed, "I still have money, not as broke as you think."
She glanced at a message on the W Web trading zone.
The notification said a pair of shoes she made were auctioned off for five million by a user.
It seemed easier to make money in the City of the World.
"Ah Ying!" Bing Lan suddenly remembered something and became anxious again, "You beat them up like that, the Biogenetics Institute certainly won’t let you off."
"We beginners haven’t undergone any assessments yet, the institutes won’t protect us."
So beginner students had the lowest status.
This batch of beginners was all waiting for the assessment on July 24th next week.
"No worries." Ying Zijin casually took out a few parts, "Let them come."
Bing Lan then remembered that Ying Zijin had an A-level account on the W Web and let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing the girl staring at the repair button, she was curious, "What are you thinking?"
"I’m thinking—" Ying Zijin was thoughtful, "This technology would be perfect for my little brother and his comrades who blew up the lab with him."
Bing Lan: "???"
**
The commotion in the beginner’s lab certainly didn’t escape others’ notice.
But all afternoon, no second group came to make trouble, evidently shocked by Ying Zijin’s methods.
After finishing the parts, Ying Zijin returned to her dormitory and connected a video call.
"Ah Ying."
A clear female voice came through, revealing a stunning face on the screen.
Platinum blonde hair, ice-blue eyes.
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