90: Chapter 9, Room 761: The Chairman's Future Son-in-Law Lives There

Chapter 9: The Chairman's Future Son-in-Law Lives in 761

"Of course, before you participate in this experiment, you must first master the relevant knowledge in this area."

The Chairman took out a paper document and handed it to Ronan, saying, "This is an academic research experiment involving the School of Life and Necromancy Magic. You can start by replicating it."

"As for the experimental materials, I will have Rich from the Logistics Department deliver them to you."

"As long as you can completely replicate the experimental results, it will prove that you have basically mastered the relevant knowledge and are qualified to participate in my flesh-and-blood modification experiment."

"Chairman, will this flesh-and-blood modification of yours be dangerous?" Ronan asked hesitantly.

Actually, he originally wanted to ask if this flesh-and-blood modification was actually reliable, but given his lack of knowledge in this area, he eventually changed his tune.

Although the subject of the experiment was the Chairman himself, Ronan was genuinely worried for him.

He could, however, understand the Chairman's feelings.

If he had used a secret art that burned his life force, leading to physical decay, he would also make various attempts to restore himself to his original state.

"Do you know why this experiment was shelved?"

The Chairman looked at Ronan and explained, "There are simply too few people who can successfully replicate the experimental plan you have in your hand—"

"If I hadn't seen your academic research and discovered that you have a unique way of thinking and talent for magical research, I wouldn't have thought about letting you try."

"However, more importantly, it's because you are one of our own, and I trust you more."

"One of your own?" Ronan spoke subconsciously.

Have I become the Chairman's confidant?

"Young man, don't be so modest—aren't you already getting along with Arabella?"

The Chairman teased, "As Arabella's elder, we will be family from now on."

"Chairman, this is a misunderstanding—" Ronan didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Could he say that even though your niece kissed me, she and I are innocent?

"A misunderstanding? I see that girl is quite serious about you. Did I misjudge? Girl, you come and explain."

As the Chairman spoke, he suddenly turned his head to ask Arabella, who was on the ground.

Only then did Ronan realize that Arabella had already woken up, but was just pretending to sleep with her eyes closed.

"The ground is cold, aren't you going to get up?" The Chairman's tone was full of doting, and the smile on his face was soft.

At this moment, he was no longer the Chairman of the Arcane Arts Society, but more Li Ke a loving father.

"Chairman Xia Er, please don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that she could no longer pretend, Arabella simply stood up, angrily brushing the dust off her clothes, and said, "Our relationship as a couple was just an excuse to mislead others during the investigation—if you don't believe me, ask him."

She explained with a serious face, but what she actually thought in her heart was another matter entirely.

Seeing her turn the conversation to him, Ronan nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, she's right, it's all fake. We can't let her reputation be tarnished. We are perfectly innocent, nothing happened—"

Seeing him talk incessantly, Arabella secretly pinched the flesh on his waist and twisted it, making Ronan's expression contort in pain.

The Chairman clearly didn't care about the flirting between the two of them and instead asked, "You did a good job on this mission, and you even rooted out such a major cancer as Director Li Ke. I've decided to give you some extra rewards. What do you want?"

Hearing this, Ronan couldn't help but feel moved to tears in his heart.

The phrase 'what do you want' was worth more than a thousand words, making him feel the humanitarian concern of the wealthy for a moment.

After thinking it over, he said to the Chairman: "Chairman, can you give me another misty stone?"

For an extra reward, one had to have a sense of propriety.

Asking for another misty stone was just the right amount of propriety.

Ronan was extremely satisfied with the effect of the misty stone; it could shape the physical body without exercise and could also be useful in moments of crisis.

Although it wasn't in the exchange list of the Arcane Arts Society, judging by the attitude of Rich, the head of the Logistics Department, the actual value of this item was clearly not low.

It was both useful and valuable, perfectly matching his current needs.

"Of course," the Chairman nodded and smiled.

"Chairman, where should I look for the knowledge related to this experiment?" Ronan asked, waving the materials in his hand.

He had to accumulate some magical knowledge of the School of Life and Necromancy Magic first.

Otherwise, let alone replicating it, he might not even know what the material content was talking about.

"I will have the relevant books sent to your residence. To completely replicate this experiment, it must be carried out repeatedly."

The Chairman said, having already made arrangements, "I will inform Rich. When the time comes, you just need to go and tell him, and he will send people to deliver the relevant materials to you."

Is this the Chairman's exclusive privilege?

It's just too convenient.

As expected, the Arcane Arts Society is an organization that takes serving its students as its duty.

Ronan's sense of belonging to the Arcane Arts Society reached its peak.

"Thank you, Chairman. I'll be going then." Ronan waved goodbye to the Chairman.

The Chairman nodded and then notified the staff to start handling the follow-up matters here.

After walking for a while, Ronan suddenly turned back and asked: "You're an injured person, why aren't you going back to your own place to rest? Why are you following me?"

Arabella, who was following behind him, replied: "I applied for a key to your residence. Do you know what that represents?"

"I won't have to knock before coming in anymore?"

Ronan was puzzled. It was just an extra key, no big deal.

"Exactly. From now on, I can enter your place whenever I want, and I must enter whenever I want."

Arabella said with a righteous face, "Now I'm going to your place to rest. Do you have an objection?"

Ronan thought about it. Having just experienced the Blood Duke's revenge incident, letting her be alone was indeed not very safe. Besides, his place was quite spacious; at worst, he could just let her sleep in his bed.

Anyway, he usually didn't sleep; three hours of meditation was basically equivalent to eight hours of sleep.

So Ronan spoke up: "Then come along, you can just sleep on my bed."

"!"

Hearing this, the tips of Arabella's ears turned red: "I'm just taking a short break, I'm not staying overnight at your place."

"You can do whatever you want, staying overnight is fine too," Ronan replied.

Not long after returning to his residence, the door to 761 was knocked on.

Ronan opened the door and saw a group of staff members carrying several large boxes, lined up at the door.

A leading employee stepped forward and said: "Lord Black Day, these are the things the Chairman sent over for you. Please have a look."

Ronan nodded, trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth from curling up.

With so much free high-end knowledge, the book of magical knowledge would be able to generate new magic again.

Ronan felt a surge of excitement, but on the surface, he still maintained a calm and indifferent look.

What made him happiest was that he finally had some reliable Necromancy Magic knowledge. This was much faster than him going to the Second Floor Area or the third floor to look everywhere.

Such a big commotion outside the door naturally attracted the attention of the neighboring New Lord.

He was originally very curious about what was in those boxes and intended to follow them into the room to take a closer look.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Arabella just coming out of the bathroom.

Casual home clothes, long hair tied up, just finished washing up—

They really are living together!

"Sorry to bother you."

New Lord silently returned to his own room next door.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.

During this period, Ronan basically didn't go out, and Arabella would run to 761 whenever she was free.

Although she worked at the Secretariat during the day, as soon as she got off work, she would return to Ronan's place.

Regarding this, both of them seemed to have the same thoughts.

Ronan felt that the Blood Duke's revenge incident might not be an isolated case, and Arabella coming to his place was clearly safer than her being at her own residence.

And Arabella was similarly afraid that Ronan would be retaliated against if he went out, so she kept running to his place quite openly.

The purpose was to tell others that 761 had a very close relationship with the Chairman, and if anyone wanted to retaliate, they had to first think about what happened to those who touched the Chairman's people.

Of course, this was only what the two of them thought.

For the uninformed passersby, regarding 761, they had only heard a rumor circulating within the upper echelons.

It was said that the Chairman's future son-in-law lived in 761; he almost never showed his face and his identity was mysterious.

And his wife left early and returned late every day, wielding great power in the Secretariat, and was also not someone to be trifled with.

This rumor spread further and further, even overshadowing the supernatural events in the Second Floor Area that had once caused a sensation.

Many ambitious students who wanted to get close to the Chairman didn't dare to directly visit the owner of 761.

They could only take a detour and visit New Lord in 762.

They wanted to use New Lord's introduction to make a formal visit to the owner of 761.

"It's not impossible—he and I are brothers who have faced life and death together, but he's just been quite busy lately—"

New Lord looked conflicted as he faced several Arcane Apprentices who had come together to ask him for help in introducing them to Ronan.

"Of course, of course—"

Several Arcane Apprentices nodded repeatedly, their voices full of flattery and their faces covered in sycophancy.

One of the more observant Arcane Apprentices immediately took out an extra, exquisitely prepared gift and handed it to New Lord with a smile, "Lord New Lord, I've had some sudden insights recently and have a new understanding of fire magic. I wonder if you're interested in helping me correct it—"

Seeing this, the expressions on the faces of the others changed one after another.

Fine, we agreed that everyone would only give one joint gift to ensure fairness, but you actually had another one prepared.

This is simply betrayal!

Immediately afterward, everyone silently took out the extra gifts they had prepared.

New Lord raised an eyebrow and took the exquisite gift.

Opening it, it seemed to be a secret manual with the words written on it: 'Six Styles of Dragon-type Flame Strengthening.'

New Lord glanced at this Arcane Apprentice with the code name 'Dragon Flame' and said, "Senior Dragon Flame, isn't this your exclusive secret art for being promoted to an Arcane Apprentice?"

"I don't deserve to be called senior, Lord New Lord, I just really want to make progress," Dragon Flame said fearfully. "I previously relied on the 'Three Styles of Dragon-type Flame Strengthening' to be promoted to an Arcane Apprentice. Recently, I've had some insights and added three more styles. I hope Lord New Lord can provide some corrections."

"I wouldn't dare to provide corrections, but I think my brother should be interested in it. I'll take it to him for appreciation."

New Lord nodded in praise, feeling happy in his heart as he had gotten another secret art for free.

Seeing this, the others couldn't hold back anymore and stepped forward one after another.

"Lord New Lord, I also have a 'Detailed Explanation of Magic Power Combustion' here, I hope—"

"Lord New Lord, you might be interested in my core secret art, 'Five Major Applications of Freezing Technique'—"

"Lord New Lord, please take a look at mine—"

"Lord New Lord—"

Everyone knew that New Lord came from a wealthy family, so they had all coincidentally prepared their own secret arts.

Who would have thought that while they agreed everyone would only give one joint gift, everyone had another one prepared.

"Good, good, good, I appreciate the high regard from all you seniors. I will definitely take these secret arts to my brother for appreciation."

New Lord grinned from ear to ear.

It could only be said that everyone really wanted to make progress.