Chapter 1113 Hidden Blood (1/2)

Han Sen turned around to see a man approaching. It was his once-classmate Lu Meng, from the Blackhark Military Academy.

”I am meeting with Professor Bai. Why are you here? I thought you became a Vice-Captain for Heavenly Machine.” Han Sen saw Lu Meng, dressed in a Saint Hall uniform.

Their 304 living quarter roommates were still in contact with each other. They didn't see each other much, but they knew what they were each up to. Han Sen, however, did not expect to see Lu Meng there in the Saint Hall.

”Heavenly Machine was shot down by the shura. I was going to go serve on another ship, but my mother has forbidden me from doing so. Instead, I have decided to become a researcher at Saint Hall.” Lu Meng spoke with maturity, and an elegance that was not over-bearing. He was far from the kid Han Sen once knew.

”Something that big occurred? Why didn't you tell us?” Han Sen looked legitimately shocked.

”Well, had I died, you'd have been informed. I walked away fine, so there was no point in worrying others. It's a waste of time for those who worry and a waste of time for those who are worried over.” Lu Meng smiled softly for a moment, and then went on to say, ”I heard you were injured, though. How are you, all things considered?”

”Much better,” Han Sen said, enjoying the chat with Lu Meng.

The two proceeded to speak about recent events, and gossip as they had not done for the longest time. They discussed older topics too, in blissful nostalgia. They spoke of their school lives, and what was going on with Zhang Yang, Shi Zhikang, Wang Mengmeng, Fat Leader, and Thin Man, even.

Bai Yishan reached the lobby, at which point the closure of their dialogue was abruptly delivered.

”Han Sen, come to my office,” Bai Yishan swiftly commanded. When he recognized who Han Sen was talking with, though, he had to ask, ”Do you two know each other?”

”Lu Meng was my roommate once upon a time, and he is a good friend. He was a bit of a bully during my study years, though. You better put a tight leash on this fellow, if you're teaching him,” Han Sen jested.

Bai Yishan looked at Lu Meng's card and said, ”You are an intern. Hm, come to my lab tomorrow. Find Mister Li and he'll put you to work.”

Bai Yishan seemed to be in a rush, though, and so he said, ”Now come, quickly. There is a problem.”

”We'll talk later, buddy.” Han Sen followed after Bai Yishan, concerned what matter could be so pressing.

Lu Meng winked at Han Sen and then watched him go. It was rare for someone to work alongside Bai Yishan in his lab. Even the most experienced researchers could be forbidden from entering there, if Bai Yishan had no desire for them to have access.

It was an extremely fortuitous opportunity, being invited to enter the lab. But he knew that if he was to act on the invitation, he'd have to be at his best performance. If he didn't have what it took, he could be removed from the lab with a snap of the fingers.

The invitation meant one thing above all else, though. And that was Bai Yishan's favor and respect for Han Sen. Usually, a rigorous testing process was required before someone could enter such a prestigious lab. His association with Han Sen seemed to suggest Lu Meng could forego that.

Bai Yishan brought Han Sen into his office and presented him with a set of documents.

”Saint Hall has a rule. There is a program here, one we must all follow. Sign this document, and you can be made councilor of this project. You know this is classified, yes?” Bai Yishan said.