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"Why does the flight I booked take so long?" Upon arriving at the hotel and inquiring about the ticket issue, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but pout. Due to the number of people and the already high traffic here, the rescheduled flight was set for a week later.
On the way, although that Prince had stopped him, seemingly wanting to say something, Yang Xiaoyou resolutely refused to engage in conversation.
When it comes to the complicated issues of the royal family, sometimes knowing too much can be a bad thing, especially given his own identity living in the Chinese Empire.
However, comparing Roche and Li Xiao, this Prince, despite having low Force values, seemed much more resilient than that robust Martial Arts Club President, with a stronger inner strength.
Just a simple recovery allowed him to at least appear to have stepped out from under the shadow of lost power. Although those around might feel that this Prince had changed in some way, he had turned that loss of noble status into an approachable demeanor.
For now, there was no negative impact on his reputation.
In contrast to Li Xiao, who clearly expressed hatred towards him, this Prince did not seem completely disheartened after being suppressed once.
Although past disdain and disgust might have shifted, from the looks of it, he still seemed to harbor some ulterior motives or perhaps wanted to engage in some form of 'recruitment' or utilization.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou was asking for information at the front desk, a wonderfully lazy and hoarse voice came from behind him. "You rascal, help me find some medicine; I'm exhausted from dealing with problems today."
Before he could respond, a curvaceous figure leaned against him.
"What kind of medicine? This kind of fatigue isn't something you can fix with pills. Are you planning to come back tonight?" Hearing that familiar voice, Yang Xiaoyou let her lean on him and replied somewhat oddly.
Usually, the Demoness indeed displayed an alluring demeanor. However, even his non-human body felt a bit tired after one night; he genuinely doubted that tempting beauty would be up for another round tonight.
"I don't want to always think with my lower half. The dangerous period is over; you still want to stay inside? Do you want to become a father at this age?" After giving Yang Xiaoyou a flirtatious glare, Liang Wuxuan said languidly. Because the front desk blocked her view, she playfully slapped his lower body.
With that alluring and provocative posture, Yang Xiaoyou felt a stirring within her, and she teased with a smile, "Isn't having a baby a good thing? I happen to want to taste you too."
While her words trailed off, her gaze mischievously swept over the other person's curvaceous figure. The two patches meant to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions had been applied by herself, and now the daring pants of the stunning President were tucked away in her pocket.
"You're asking for trouble. I warn you, if you really get hit, you'll never escape. Don't tease me; I'll make sure all the girls around you disappear," Liang Wuxuan huffed lightly in response, then playfully punched him as a threat.
However, due to her fatigue, the punch lacked any real force.
"Whether I can escape is uncertain, but you definitely can't," Yang Xiaoyou said casually as she wrapped her arms around Liang Wuxuan's waist and pulled her close. After taking a sniff of her hair, she mumbled something indistinctly.
At that moment, several students from the Field Trip Group were still in the hall. Although they couldn't hear much, they were taken aback to see this occasional gossip-loving enthusiast embracing the goddess-like student President without any objection from her. It truly shattered their glasses.
"Oh my God, I've heard that gay guys easily take advantage of girls. I didn't expect it to be true."
"As long as I can do that too, I'd be willing to become gay."
Yang Xiaoyou had originally planned to clear her name with this opportunity. However, upon catching those faint whispers in her ears, her expression stiffened slightly; it seemed the preconceived notions were a bit too strong.
"Alright, I'm going to take a nap. I've set the time—one week from now. Hehe, pray that there won't be any interruptions; I promise I'll make it happen," Liang Wuxuan yawned languidly, further showcasing her charm. After extricating herself from Yang Xiaoyou's embrace, she walked toward the elevator while waving goodbye.
Watching that graceful silhouette and enticing curves, Yang Xiaoyou smiled knowingly. "So if there are no interruptions, it doesn't matter how I usually am?"
"Just consider it that way. Hehe, it's actually quite amusing," Liang Wuxuan replied as she pressed the button for the elevator. Just before the doors closed, she made a strange gesture toward Yang Xiaoyou, licked her lips, winked playfully, and flashed a charming smile.
"Such a bet is destined for you to lose," Yang Xiaoyou chuckled to himself, shaking his head.
Based on his memories of those research lunatics, the one most compatible with him, and thus with the highest probability of natural reproduction, should be that First Generation Body Sister. Even with her, according to theoretical data, he would still need to increase the chances through frequency.
As for ordinary human women, the probability was a mere 0.07%.
In other words, if he were to mate with a human woman during her 'fertile period,' he might have a chance of getting her pregnant once in a hundred years.
This kind of probability...
Just as Yang Xiaoyou was self-deprecatingly contemplating the baby issue, he had intended to rest well at the hotel. Suddenly, he felt the vibration of his satellite phone in his pocket.
Furrowing his brow, he walked toward the fire escape while pulling out the phone.
"Are you sure? The people from Black September?" Upon hearing the crisp voice of Nobunaga Hideyoshi on the line, Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit overwhelmed.
After the assassination attempt and incident at Burj Dubai, a particularly troublesome terrorist organization had emerged—Black September, which primarily conducted terrorist attacks in the Palestinian Territories.
They were a group of true desperados, or Death Warriors, employing extremely radical methods. In comparison, even the tactics used by the Common Unity Party Radicals back then could be described as mild.
They had orchestrated numerous shocking global terrorist attacks and tragedies.
Determined to liberate the Palestinian Territories, they could be considered Israel's true nemesis. During the Munich Olympics, they even brutally murdered several Israeli Olympic athletes.
By contrast, the relationship between the United Arab Emirates and Israel seemed relatively normal.
Founded in the 1960s, this organization continues to thrive despite the full force of Mossad targeting it, showcasing their capabilities.
Perhaps a significant reason why Mossad now possesses operational capabilities exceeding that of its rivals in this region is due to the constant real-world training provided by such longstanding adversaries.
Mossad has successfully executed zero-casualty rescues of hijacked aircraft and schools, while Black September has similarly orchestrated various counterterrorism incidents, with both sides experiencing their share of victories and defeats.
Reflecting on the hijacking incident involving Yuying Middle School and the Royal Academy of Basic Studies reveals just how challenging successful rescues can be.
Information received from Nobunaga Hideyoshi indicates that, according to the intelligence organization taking over Hank, combined with data collected by Hank's Giant Bat, this terrorist organization seems particularly interested in recent events occurring in the United Arab Emirates. They appear to have dispatched a team of Death Warriors to carry out some mission.
At the same time, Mossad has likely taken corresponding measures upon receiving this information.
Theoretically, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Given the strained relations between the United Arab Emirates and Israel, Black September should have a decent relationship with this Arab country; at the very least, they would not be openly hostile.
However, those radical extremists are indifferent to their methods and are willing to commit any act, no matter how detestable, in pursuit of their nationalistic goals.
Although the specific target remains unknown, Yang Xiaoyou is somewhat concerned that it might be focused on the virus involved in that transaction!
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