Genius Club-Chapter 289 - 10 Loser_2

Lin Xian ignored him.

Turning around, he walked back to the front of Zhao Yingjun’s statue, found a suitable distance and angle, and took a comprehensive look at the immense sculpture.

The magnificent statue in front of him was actually a bit taller than he had imagined.

By his estimation, it must be the highest point of the plaza, as well as the most conspicuous landmark.

The statue itself was erected on a platform several meters above the plaza’s ground, which is why Lin Xian was able to throw that idiotic robot down just now.

Retreating a few more steps... almost to the railing at the edge of the platform, Lin Xian could finally see the full view of the statue.

The woman depicted in the statue looked to be around 40 years old, not young by any standard, yet still beautiful and valiant.

The proud earrings were still there, and the 40 years hadn’t left too many traces on the lovely oval face of the ever-beautiful Zhao Yingjun...

With just one glance, Lin Xian immediately recognized her.

This was Zhao Yingjun.

The genuine, unmistakable Zhao Yingjun.

Even though she looked over a decade older compared to the Zhao Yingjun of 2023.

After all, it was the same person, and her appearance hadn’t changed much.

Suddenly.

Lin Xian thought of Huang Que.

At the very beginning, Lin Xian had contemplated whether Huang Que might be a space-time traveler, Zhao Yingjun who had traveled from the future to the present?

But the huge difference in appearance between the two quickly made Lin Xian abandon this speculation.

And this statue once again confirmed this.

The Zhao Yingjun in her thirties or forties originally looked like this, not much different from her younger self, and... she also wasn’t as voluptuous as Huang Que, still maintaining that tall model-like figure.

Even as her age advanced, she still carried a youthful vibe.

Truly a remarkable woman.

"Long time no see."

Lin Xian murmured to himself.

Although for him, during the ribbon-cutting ceremony that morning, he had been laughing and chatting with Zhao Yingjun, talking a lot, and even shook hands in the end.

But at this moment, after 600 years, in this City in the Sky far above the ground, as he gazed at the statue of an old acquaintance, he felt an indescribable sentiment... time flies.

"What exactly have you left for me in this City in the Sky?"

Click.

The crisp sound of mechanical pincers snapping shut.

"Trash! Trash! Trash detected!"

Lin Xian’s brow furrowed instantly, and he sucked in a breath of cold air... a surge of murderous intent quickly rose!

He admitted.

Since he had grown older and his mind had matured, it had been a very long time since he had felt murderous intent in a dream.

But now!

This idiotic robot was really too annoying! And like a sticky candy, he just couldn’t shake it off!

Even though he had just thrown it down from such a high platform!

How did it climb back up so quickly?

You left all that trash outside unchecked?

You just had to fixate on me as the piece of trash?

"Trash! Trash! Trash detected!"

The garbage can robot, with its head dented in, eyed Lin Xian with hungry green lights as its mechanical pincer clung tightly to Lin Xian’s ankle.

"You damn..."

This was intolerable.

Lin Xian directly pried its claw open, then flipped upside down to pick up the garbage can robot.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh...

All the trash it had been carrying poured out, significantly lightening the robot’s weight, making it much easier to lift.

Lin Xian looked left and right and spotted a few osmanthus trees at the edge of the platform.

Then he walked straight over, chose a tree with dense branches and a relatively short height, and upturned the garbage can robot onto it.

With no lid on the garbage can to obstruct them... the branches poked directly into the garbage can, propping it up upside down, hanging in the air with no point of resistance.

"You can’t get down from there now, can you?"

Lin Xian shook his hands off, finally having dealt with this nuisance.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep!

Suddenly!

The garbage can robot emitted an urgent alarm sound, its eyes changing from green to a fiercely blinking red, and its mechanical voice sounded again:

"Malicious attack detected! Issuing an alarm!"

In an instant!

Several red, fine laser beams shot from all directions!

The lasers were thin... but they stood out starkly against the nighttime sky.

Lin Xian quickly looked up into the sky to locate where the lasers were coming from, noticing the sources moving swiftly in the sky, utterly silent! They were too far to see what they were clearly.

Drones?

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Drones without propeller noise? How were they flying?

The thought of those red-light-emitting drones in New Donghai City that had shot him in the head made Lin Xian’s back run cold.

You can’t fight technology with brute force...

While thinking, those mysterious objects in the night sky were getting closer!

"Ah, dammit, I’m really fed up."

Lin Xian hurriedly took down the garbage can robot from the tree, then reversed it so the garbage can was facing up and the tracks were down, gently placing it on the ground.

Lastly, he didn’t forget to pick up the nearby garbage can lid and put it back on like closing a pot lid.

Beep——

The garbage can robot emitted a gradually weakening alarm sound.

Following that...

The fiercely blinking red eyes went out, replaced by a gentle green glow:

"Alarm dismissed, continue cleaning."

Meanwhile, the red laser beams that had shot out from all directions disappeared.

In the dark night, all was calm again.

Click.

The garbage can robot, as usual, extended its mechanical arm clamp and firmly latched onto Lin Xian’s ankle:

"Trash! Trash! Trash detected!"

Sigh...

Lin Xian was truly helpless.

This old and broken idiotic garbage can was indeed too troublesome!

If you ignore it, it treats you as trash, its clamp locking onto your ankle like handcuffs... If it weren’t for the small size of its garbage can, Lin Xian would suspect it might want to stuff him into the can with an overhead throw.