After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 1090: Si Fuqing: Class S, That’s It? (2)

She lazily said, “I heard the Evolved Beings Alliance has released a new drug. Do you have any on hand? Send me two boxes.”

“Your information network is impressive,” Odile replied, clicking her tongue. “I just happen to have some that hasn’t been distributed yet. I’ll intercept a few boxes for you right now.”

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, confused.

“What do you mean by ‘intercept’?”

It soon became clear to her what Odile meant by that.

Odile went directly to the lab entrance and stopped the guards escorting the drugs.

The guards, clearly used to her antics by now, seemed anxious this time. “Miss Odile, there are only forty boxes this time. That’s not enough to go around.”

Odile’s voice turned icy. “Cut the chatter, are you giving them or not?”

There was a loud thud.

The sound of a guard sliding to his knees clearly echoed through the phone.

Si Fuqing was at a loss.

Why were the people she knew so violent?

Always shouting and causing a ruckus?

She sank into thought.

A few seconds later, Odile’s voice returned to the phone. “Got it. I’ve taken ten boxes. Should I send them to your film set?”

“No, send them to the In family,” Si Fuqing said. “I don’t want to bother preparing a gift, so let’s use this instead.”

“Alright,” Odile replied. “I know the address of the In family; I’ll send it right away.”

The two of them treated the new drug casually,

Even though it was a medication that even Class S families could only receive two boxes of.

While the In family was rated above Class S, they could only acquire ten boxes for the entire family.

But how could the In family members number just a few hundred?

Odile asked again, “You’re going back to the In family? So you are a member of the In family.”

“Sort of,” Si Fuqing replied with an affirmative sound. “Thanks to you, I haven’t heard any talk about white moonlight anymore.”

“You mean Chris? He has indeed quieted down a lot,” Odile said. “However, he recently started seeking out Ghosthand Heavenly Doctor, saying that no one but him can treat his blindness.”

Si Fuqing smiled, speechless.

Isn’t that still me?

He should stop searching. She is dead.

**

Three hours later, everyone arrived in the territory of the In family.

After exiting the airport, In Yaonian took the wheel, while Si Fuqing sat in the passenger seat.

The two occupied the most critical positions, making the vehicle feel impenetrable.

In the backseat, Nian Yi’an was a bit nervous. “Is there going to be some sort of assessment? What if I can’t pass?”

He was just a Super Class A being after all.

In Qiushi’s lips twitched. “Little young master, if you can’t pass, then no one in the In family can.”

Only then did Nian Yi’an feel reassured.

After some time had passed, In Yaonian suddenly spoke up. “We’re here.”

More than twenty years had gone by, and the In family’s residence had been renovated several times, but remnants of its old appearance still lingered.

In Yaonian’s hands trembled slightly.

This was the place where he would never forget the scene drenched in blood.

Old Madam In seemed to recall the same memory, patting In Yaonian on the back. “Let’s go inside first.”

In Pingsheng had already informed the rest of the In family about In Yaonian’s return.

Everyone had their own thoughts.

Among the core members of the In family, there were some In Yaonian recognized, but most of them were just faces without names.

Si Fuqing lifted her gaze and saw several targets in the training field, raising her eyebrows.

“Yaonian, long time no see.” A middle-aged man approached, looking friendly. “They’re currently practicing marksmanship; let the juniors have their fun while we brothers chat.”

In Yaonian did not release Ye Zhenmian’s hand, his smile faint. “Sure.”

Old Madam In and Yin Qiushi were also ushered away, leaving Si Fuqing and Nian Yi’an behind.

“You must be the son of Uncle Yaonian, right? Then you should call me cousin,” a young man said as he handed a gun to Nian Yi’an. “We’re playing shooting; can you do it?”

Marksmanship was a skill taught to Nian Yi’an by Yuejian.

Evolved beings rarely used weapons, especially advanced combat-type evolved beings, so In Yaonian didn’t have much practical experience with guns.

Yuejian frequently undertook missions in T18, dealing with transnational criminals, which had given him exceptional shooting skills.

Nian Yi’an took the gun, looking a bit confused. “Am I supposed to shoot at the target?”

“Of course it’s the target! Are you going to shoot at people?” The young man laughed heartily. “Even if you did, who here could hit someone?”

Even though the In family was down on its luck, all direct descendants were at least Class A—unlike other small to mid-sized evolved families.

With Nian Yi’an’s low bloodline, how could he compare to them?

Nian Yi’an was genuinely puzzled.

Yuejiang had taught him marksmanship, with the easiest targets being leaves.

He couldn’t understand the point of hitting targets that stood still at all.

On a battlefield, would the enemy just stand still for him to shoot?

Once he confirmed that it was indeed just target practice, Nian Yi’an felt more relaxed. He casually pulled the trigger at the farthest target.

“Bang!”

The bullet hit the bullseye, and the screen displayed the score.

Nine rings.

“…”

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Other young boys and girls turned to look at him in surprise.

They certainly knew that Nian Yi’an was In Yaonian’s son, but he was merely an ordinary person with almost no bloodline.

And yet, he managed to shoot a nine-ring score?

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Nian Yi’an asked, “Is that not good enough?”

He fired again.

The screen refreshed once more.

9.5 rings!

The silence grew even heavier.

“Actually, it’s not that impressive; Sister Yunxi isn’t a combat type, but her shooting skills are excellent,” a girl finally spoke up. “Three shots in a row, all ten rings. When it comes to shooting, Sister Yunxi is still better.”

Many others chimed in, continuously praising In Yunxi while subtly mocking him.

Si Fuqing rubbed her ears, feeling a bit irritated. She took the gun from Nian Yi’an’s hands and aimed at the target.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Ten shots fired in rapid succession.

Once she finished, she tossed the gun aside and crossed her arms. “Three shots, ten rings. How impressive.”

Class S? That’s it?