The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 867 - 681 Miss Leaangle, the real eldest daughter of the Leaangle Family, falls off her horse on site【2 Updates】

Chapter 867: 681 Miss Leaangle, the real eldest daughter of the Leaangle Family, falls off her horse on site【2 Updates】

Tian Yan had never seen such an audacious junior cadet before.

She had already claimed the table, how could anyone else use it?

Tian Yan was a senior cadet, accustomed to being domineering in the junior laboratory.

The junior cadets were all intimidated by her, and no one dared to help.

Only one girl hesitated, but still stepped forward: "Tian Yan, you shouldn’t—"

"What’s it to you? If you keep yapping, I’ll hit you too." Tian Yan sneered, "Low-class citizens deserve to be beaten!"

However, before her hand could touch the girl, a powerful force suddenly struck from a distance.

"Bang!"

Tian Yan was instantly flung backward, slamming heavily against the wall.

She didn’t even have time to scream, her head tilted, and she passed out immediately.

"!"

The cadets all jumped in shock.

Some girls covered their mouths, utterly terrified.

Only Ying Zijin remained calm, sitting at the lab table, watching the computer intently.

On the screen was her conversation with Sage Hermit — Xiu·Kenselder.

[Xiu]: You’re here?

[Xiu]: I’ll have time tomorrow. I’ll treat you to a meal. Want to buy some clothes too? Shoes and hats? The Central Mall has a lot of new arrivals.

So persistent, like a father seriously concerned about his daughter.

Ever since he found out that his old friend was a young girl, his fatherly love had started to overflow.

[Ying Zijin]: I don’t trust your taste.

[Xiu]: ...

"Oh no, oh no." A boy stood up shakily, "Call the hospital, quickly call the hospital!"

But they didn’t need to make a move.

The chip in Tian Yan’s body detected her unconsciousness and sent an automatic distress signal.

In less than five minutes, medical personnel rushed into the lab and immediately took Tian Yan away.

The lab fell into complete silence.

The girl who had tried to intervene was still dazed until she heard a faint "Thank you."

The girl was taken aback, looking up, her breath momentarily paused.

The girl arched an eyebrow, her beautiful phoenix-shaped eyes shrouded in a misty haze.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, like cherry blossoms weighing heavily on the branches.

"I didn’t help much. My name is Bing Lan, a second-class citizen." The girl smiled shyly, feeling a bit embarrassed, "And you?"

"Ying Zijin." Ying Zijin paused before coming up with a suitable term, "Unemployed vagrant."

Bing Lan: "..."

Just as she was about to say something, a cold voice echoed from the doorway.

"Who is Ying Zijin?"

"Whoosh," instantly, all eighty cadets in the lab turned their eyes to the girl.

Bing Lan was a bit scared: "Classmate Ying, they..."

Ying Zijin patted her hand reassuringly and stood up: "Right here."

The instructor’s sharp gaze scrutinized her once over before he relaxed: "Come to office A01."

Many in the lab looked gloatingly amused.

The sudden addition of a junior cadet meant their resources would surely be divided.

No one wanted to see this happen.

The hierarchy at the institute was very strict, where one hundred junior cadets didn’t match a single senior cadet.

And now, Tian Yan was injured.

Ying Zijin’s expulsion was certain.

**

Inside office A01.

The instructor placed a computer on the table, displaying the lab’s surveillance footage, his expression stern: "Explain, what happened? Why did you bully your senior?"

Ying Zijin remained calm: "I didn’t touch her. If you don’t believe me, look closely again."

Several instructors frowned.

Indeed, the surveillance showed the girl didn’t move, still 2cm away from Tian Yan, making it impossible for her to push Tian Yan.

Besides, Tian Yan had instigated the altercation, making it clearly unrelated to her.

The instructor repeatedly reviewed the surveillance and even checked the lab’s sensors, but still found nothing unusual.

"I suggest you check her cerebellum, see if it’s affected, causing her to lose balance." Ying Zijin glanced up, unhurried, "That could explain why she fell."

"..." The instructor was momentarily at a loss, only able to wave her away: "Alright, you can go now. This matter has startled you too."

Ying Zijin nodded and stood up.

The instructor’s voice sounded again: "You’ve signed up for the Engineering Institute’s assessment on July 24th, right? Only a week left, I hope you’re not overestimating yourself."

A junior cadet signing up for the Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering Institute’s exam.

It did seem a bit overconfident.

**

In less than ten minutes, Ying Zijin had returned to the lab.

This left many cadets disappointed.

But they could only resume their tasks.

"Classmate Ying, it’s great that you’re okay."

"Hmm." Ying Zijin yawned, "There’s surveillance, I’ll be fine."

"But Classmate Ying, don’t go head-to-head with Tian Yan. She probably won’t let this go easily." Bing Lan pursed her lips, lowering her voice, "She’s Miss Bier’s follower. We’re just junior cadets, no one dares to offend the Leaangle Family."

"Thanks for the heads-up." Ying Zijin looked up, "Bier?"

"Bier·Leaangle, twenty-two years old." Bing Lan glanced around before continuing, "She’s from the institute, but has returned to her family. Occasionally, she does live streams, explaining weapon assembly and such."

"Her faculty is one of the two major ones, the Engineering Institute. She’s currently an A-level cadet, aiming for the S-level."

The institute’s S-level cadets were important enough to be personally valued by the sages at the Sage Academy.

If Bier succeeded, she’d be the youngest S-level cadet.

Ying Zijin nodded slightly.

"But it’s a pity." The girl shook her head, "If Madam Su Wen’s daughter hadn’t died, she would be the real heiress."

Realizing what she said, she quickly covered her mouth: "I’m sorry, I misspoke. Please don’t mention this, it’s a taboo."

Ying Zijin thought of the photo of Su Wen she saw in Sinai’s watch, her heart quivering: "I understand."

"By the way, one more thing, Miss Bier is an S-level member on the W network." Bing Lan added, "Tian Yan, following her, got a B-level membership too."

"We second-class citizens, forget about B-level, can’t even afford C-level memberships."

Ying Zijin: "W network?"

The strict hierarchy of the City of the World was even more than she had imagined.

Technology was in the hands of a few, who had more resources and power.

Though technology advanced, the social system regressed.

"It’s the World network, abbreviated as W network, the city’s top site, established in the early 16th century." Bing Lan thought for a moment, "I remember a registered account from 1605 sold for a billion last year."

Ying Zijin nodded.

In the early 16th century, the City of the World already had the Internet.

"W network was created by the Sage Hermit." Bing Lan continued, "It’s extremely secure, even the best hackers can’t break it, so it’s safe to store anything."

Ying Zijin showed no expression: "..."

Heh.

When she was in Hua Country, she didn’t know how many times hackers from the City of the World had attacked her.

She had no faith in Xiu’s website-building skills.

She had reinforced it herself.

When Xiu built the site, he didn’t rely on hacking skills but on his absolute concealment ability.

Because of this absolute concealment, the NOK forum had never been successfully attacked by hackers.

Ying Zijin mused: "Is there a URL? I’d like to take a look."

"Yes." Bing Lan recited a string of letters happily, "www.tcotw.cn. Easy to remember, just the initials of the City of the World."

Ying Zijin entered the URL, successfully navigating to the site.

The dark web contained a variety of functions.

You could shop, chat, stream, and watch videos.

As expected for the City of the World’s top website.

Ying Zijin considered for a moment, then logged in with her NOK forum account.

In less than a fraction of a second, a box popped up on the webpage.

[Logging in...]

[Login successful!]

[Welcome, The greatest diviner!]

Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes, quickly changing her ID to a different nickname before Bing Lan could look over.

Bing Lan wrote down an ID and password: "If you want to use other features on the site, I have an F-level account, but it can only buy everyday items and watch videos, nothing else."

"Sigh, and for high-end equipment like a Sky Motorcycle, I can’t even hope to buy it."

As she spoke, she glanced at the right sidebar of the webpage.

ID: SY

Rank: ///

The rank was blank, but the last line showed the account type, marked with four words.

In gold, gracefully written.

Founder Account!

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