Chapter 30: If bugs don’t eat grass, then why not look at the art of war?
Chen Mu was on his way home.

In my mind, I silently reviewed the previous battle.

Summarize experience, further integrate it, and deepen the application of various skills.

As for the history of the development of monsters and the conspiracy of Consortium B that we just talked about while having breakfast, I didn't take it to heart at the moment.

It doesn’t matter if you guess wrong, but it doesn’t matter if you guess right.

Since it didn't bother him, he was too lazy to investigate further.

On the contrary, if you are blind, the World Destroyer will not love anyone, no matter whether you are a good guy or a bad guy, he will just beat you up!
Thinking in this way, I naturally don’t bother to worry about anything.

I soon arrived home and turned the key to open the door as usual.

The room was still lifeless and devoid of any signs of life. I had long since gotten used to living alone.

Just as I was preparing to go to the bathroom to wash off the sweat after the battle and rest, I suddenly felt something strange in my eyes.

I saw several cloth bags on the dining table in the living room, and the fabrics looked very exquisite.

However, they did not belong to Chen Mu. At least when he went out at five or six o'clock, these things did not exist.

"Strange, who's been here?"

"The lock is not broken, and there has been no theft."

"Mom and Dad are back? But why aren't they home? Are they out doing something else?"

Chen Mu was stunned for a moment, then walked to the table.

I looked over and checked, and saw various gifts inside.

There are more expensive pastries and foods, as well as the latest trendy men's clothing. Every time my parents come home from abroad, they bring a lot of small things.

He was not surprised, and his eyes quickly focused on the corner. On the edge of a cloth bag, there was a small note with slightly unfamiliar handwriting on it.

“The road ahead is long and uncertain.”

There are only six short words, and it seems to be written by my father.

Chen Mu curled his lips, wondering why he was showing off his classical Chinese, which further confirmed his inner guess.

Maybe his parents knew he had failed the college entrance exam and came to comfort him? Of course, it could be that he was just passing by, otherwise why would he leave again?

Anyway, I was used to it, so I picked up the pastry without paying much attention.

I opened the sealed package and tasted it, it tasted pretty good.

Just about to get back to pace and take a shower.

The field of vision was shifted, and I accidentally paid attention to the bag itself.

It’s not a milk tea shop or snack shop, the kind that you usually see. Did the old couple bring even these things from abroad?
Of course, Chen Mu was not so bored that he cared about anything inexplicably. It was just that the heavy metal-style "B" pattern on the surface of the trademark made him subconsciously take a second look.

Well, it must be just a coincidence.

Thinking of this, he quickly looked away.

I got up early, did a tiring morning jog, and then fought a fierce battle with the alien insect Gurongi.

Now that I have finished washing up, I am feeling sleepy, so I just take a nap. There is nothing else to do anyway.

Just like that, time quickly came to night.

Strangely enough, my parents still didn't show up.

I wanted to call and ask, but what was even more speechless was that he had changed his number. Doesn’t he like his son that much?
Simply, Chen Mu ignored the old couple and continued to eat and play games as usual without encountering any more trouble.

He spent the next few days in this uneventful manner.

Lin Qingya and the special forces team did not offer any new "reward".

It is even less likely that weird people will appear around me out of nowhere. It seems that my summer vacation life is similar to that of ordinary graduates?

Until one afternoon, a phone call broke the silence. It was not from the class teacher, nor had anything to do with the "missing" parents. It was actually from Jiangcheng High School? !

"Hello, are you Chen Mu?"

"There is something that needs to be confirmed now."

"When filling out the application form, did you write the wrong address in the personal information column?"

"Shangjiang No. 1 Vocational College has just sent the admission letter to our school. Please report to the Academic Affairs Office and pick it up before noon tomorrow..." There was a very unfamiliar female voice on the other end of the phone.

Use a customer service tone to briefly explain the specific situation.

It’s very strange, whose admission letter will be sent to the school first?

I clearly wrote the address when I applied for the exam, and I checked it and there is absolutely no problem, so what's the problem?

If it were half a month ago, Chen Mu would definitely not have thought too much about it.

But now, the background of the weirdo is becoming clearer.

Three battles were fought, almost all of which were directed at the alma mater, and it was confirmed that the principal was an alien insect, so how could he not be more cautious.

If I guessed correctly, this trick is called "luring the enemy into a trap", deliberately throwing out bait, letting the target take the bait himself, and then easily catching him in one fell swoop.

This is outrageous. Could those disgusting bugs have learned how to read military tactics?
But it is true that after they mimic humans, they can inherit some or even all of their memories.

Anyone with a bright mind or a sinister character can come up with a similar plan.

If the judgment is correct, it means that the identity of Kamen Rider is now known to the villain bosses.

This is not about getting an admission letter, it's clearly a "Hongmen Banquet". God knows how many enemies are lying in ambush.

Refuse? Not go? At first glance, it seems possible.

But if they use an open strategy, we can’t just give up on all the colleges, can we?

More importantly, the thing itself is an excuse and the content doesn’t really matter.

The key point is that inside Jiangcheng High School, that group of alien insects has set their sights on him. If he can avoid them today, he can still do so tomorrow. He can't just hide here and there every day and act as if he's afraid of them.

"Yeah, okay, I'll be there on time."

With his thoughts racing, Chen Mu made a quick decision.

When the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. Why think so much?

With his current strength, ordinary monsters pose no threat, only big bosses pose a risk.

But even if you can't win, you know you will have no problem escaping. So why worry about it? Just go and see what's going on.

Of course, necessary preparations must be made.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mu dialed again.

He went straight to Lin Qingya and told her everything that had happened and his speculations.

As an "undercover investigator" who has been lurking in the school for three years and still survived, she should have more thoughts.

"I'm afraid... you're right."

"About the express station, and about the park."

“Although we are not sure where the problem lies, it should be completely exposed.”

"Going back will definitely be risky, and you can't refuse the admission letter. So, I'll go with you so I can take care of you."

"Maybe you can only help a little in combat, but intelligence and information are definitely not a problem. In addition, all members of the special forces will be prepared for emergencies. You are also considered a teammate."

There was no suspense, Lin Qingya decisively volunteered.

Worried that Chen Mu would only have a small share, he should focus more on the core tasks.

You know, she is trying to track down the alien insects and unravel the evil conspiracy behind the scenes.

It took me three years to go undercover disguised as a teacher, and I have to put it to good use.

What's more, Chen Mu fights so fiercely.

What if by mistake the stronghold is destroyed?

Considering the previous experience at the express station, it was not completely impossible, so the two of them confirmed the time immediately.

"Just at nine o'clock, I'll come to your house and knock on the door."

"After you are fully prepared, go to Jiangcheng High School."

"Since that old ghost principal has extended his hand here, tomorrow will definitely not be peaceful..."

(End of this chapter)