I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 185 185. The Clown Is Actually Myself!
As Fang Yuting said, all the other staff members in the hotel had gone to the party at this point, but she didn't have to go.

Wearing her overalls, Zhang Fan walked out of the hotel gate smoothly, and no one saw through her along the way.

Even the "Hunter" Seventeen, who was sitting in front of the monitor and staring at Zhang Fan's room, didn't find any clues.

However, they soon realized that something was wrong.

In the square outside the hotel, Zhang Fan, wearing a wig, stood in front of an ordinary-looking sanitation worker with a sneer on his face.

In the eyes of others, it is normal for sanitation workers to clean up, and no one will suspect a sanitation worker.

Zhang Fan did not expect that the enemy would be so cunning.

It's just that under his "spiritual perception", all disguises are invisible.

"Little girl, why do you step on the bottle I want to pick up?"

Asked the person pretending to be a sanitation worker monitoring Zhang Fan, he didn't recognize at all that the woman in front of him was actually Zhang Fan in disguise.

They are also masters of disguise, and when masters play tricks, the most fearful thing is that someone will cheat.

Zhang Fan didn't answer him, as long as he opened his mouth, his voice would reveal his identity as a "women's boss".

He walked up to the sanitation worker in order to use his skills to probe his thoughts. He wanted to know who was watching him.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

In fact, the effective range of his "spiritual perception skills" has reached a radius of 250 meters, so there is no need to get so close.

Of course, there is another reason for being so close. No one likes being watched, and Zhang Fan is the same.

"I'll give you what you want." The middle-aged man dressed as a sanitation worker spread his hands and said.

He is not a real sanitation worker, let alone a waste picker, so naturally he will not conflict with others because of a bottle.

Giving up a bottle doesn't mean he's safe, though.

Zhang Fan stepped in front of him, if the sanitation workers moved to the left, he would go left, if the sanitation workers moved to the right, he would go to the right.

In short, it strictly blocked his way.

"You little girl, are you looking for trouble?" the uncle-looking sanitation worker asked angrily.

Zhang Fan remained silent, just staring into his eyes sharply.

"Wait, I see you look like the same person..."

The environmental sanitation uncle always felt that he had seen Zhang Fan somewhere, but no matter how hard he racked his brains to identify him, he still couldn't recognize where he had seen this person.

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally said with a sneer in a low voice, "Unfortunately, you have no chance to find out."

The sandbag-sized fist was getting bigger and bigger in the eyes of the sanitation uncle. It seemed that he was shocked by this little girl who spoke a male voice, and it took him a long time to react.

"You are Zhang..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Fan's fist had already hit his temple.

The uncle who was disguised as a sanitation worker couldn't react to the sudden punch of the top fighting master, let alone resist.

Zhang Fan's shot was so fast that the sanitation uncle had no time to make a sound, and leaned his head on Zhang Fan's shoulder.

Zhang Fan supported the sanitation uncle who fainted, and leaned his body on the trash can beside him.

There were no people on the small road, and it was a blind spot for monitoring, and no one noticed the uncle who passed out beside the trash can.

Zhang Fan specially controlled the strength of this punch. Although it is unlikely to kill people, permanent cerebral palsy is probably inevitable.

After waking up, he could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

The bodhisattva has a compassionate heart and a vajra's glaring eyes. This is the price of monitoring Zhang Fan.

In the next half an hour, around the hotel, in several inconspicuous corners, several people with different identities were secretly dealt with by Zhang Fan.

Among them, some are dressed as students sitting in a grove listening to music, some are dressed as taxi drivers waiting for someone, and some are Qiao Zhuang as beggars...

Without exception, their gazes were all fixed on the entrance of the Heleton Hotel, on the lights on the sixth floor where Zhang Fan was, and reported Zhang Fan's whereabouts and location at any time.

Judging from their disguises, these people look like professional private detectives or spies, and their actions are extremely concealed. If it is an ordinary person, there is absolutely no possibility of noticing it.

"Is it the eternal life laboratory? It's them again, they really linger."

Pulling out a few nails hidden in the dark, Zhang Fan whispered softly.

Judging from the information they got from their thoughts, although the forces that came to them were different, those behind these forces were all the "Eternal Life Laboratory."

Perhaps in most people's minds, high-tech medical laboratories that are ahead of all countries in the world in terms of medical and biological standards should be isolated from the world.

But in fact, behind many enterprises and forces, there are their shadows.

Scientific research requires money. If you want to have advanced bioscience technology, it is essential to invest huge amounts of money in purchasing equipment and cultivating talents.

As early as when Zhang Fan returned to the hotel, he noticed that they might be being targeted, and the extra cameras in the hotel made him even more vigilant.

Now I finally figured out who was responsible for such a big battle and energy.

From the thoughts of the spies just now, Zhang Fan even found some companies and forces related to the "Eternal Life Laboratory", but he has no time to play with them now.

After acting together, perhaps Zhang Fan was thinking too much, so he had long forgotten the wig on his head and the women's clothing on his body.

Zhang Fan made an online car-hailing call on his mobile phone, and when he got in the car, he said to Miracle in his sonorous and magnetic voice, "Go to Liangyou Traditional Chinese Medicine, thank you."

The driver looked at Zhang Fan who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and shook his head silently, thinking to himself why do young men nowadays like such strange things?
But let alone, even if Zhang Fan was only wearing work clothes, Zhang Fan was still very beautiful with a wig and makeup on.

The online car-hailing driver couldn't help swallowing. For the first time, he wondered if it was because he hadn't figured out whether he liked men or women in the first few decades of his life.

Not to mention anything else, just say that the guy in the back seat is wearing long black silk legs, women must be envious and jealous when they see it.

"Young man, you don't plan to go to Taixi to have an operation or something? Actually, I quite support the hobbies of young people nowadays."

On the way, the online car-hailing driver couldn't help asking.

He always felt that, with Zhang Fan's conditions, not having an operation to become a complete woman would be a huge loss to men all over the world.

"What did you say?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately remembered his own attire.

Fuck, how did you forget about this?

Now, it's a big shame!
Fortunately, Zhang Fan had a quick mind and quickly came up with a countermeasure.

"Old... old lady, my voice is just like this, what's the matter, do you care about me?"

As long as the skin is thick enough, no one will be able to embarrass him.

He is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

"Are you a woman?" the online car-hailing driver asked in disbelief.

Afterwards, he picked up his mobile phone and looked at Zhang Fan's order record on the online car-hailing platform.

"It shouldn't be. It is shown on the platform that it is a man. I know lovers like you are girls at heart. Uncle, I respect you."

The voice of the online car-hailing driver is full of the meaning of "Uncle understands, you don't have to lie to me".

"Uh...Actually, I used my boyfriend's mobile phone to call the car. I'm really a woman."

Zhang Fan didn't want to admit the fact that he was wearing women's clothing, as long as his skin was thick enough, he wouldn't admit it.

He doesn't believe that the online car-hailing driver can recognize him. This kind of thing cannot be admitted.

"Boyfriend?" Who knows, when the online car-hailing driver heard Zhang Fan say the word "boyfriend", his expression suddenly became very exciting, and he was shocked with a soft "wow".

"You already have boyfriends. I think you'd better go to a professional hospital for an operation. Your voice will be much better then. I really respect the choice of you young people. There is a child in my neighbor who is just like you..."

Zhang Fan: "..."

"I think it's good to be gay, don't you think? They are good-looking, and now many of them are gay, which really makes the already unbalanced male-female ratio even worse..."

Zhang Fan: "..."

"Everyone has their own choice. It doesn't matter. Society is developing and times are progressing. Nothing is rare anymore. I have called several passengers and they all said..."

Zhang Fan: "..."

Who would have thought that after he justified a few words, the online car-hailing driver just opened up the chatterbox and chatted with him about the "fake girl culture" all the way.

Zhang Fan didn't dare answer half a word, and he had to admit it through gritted teeth, who made him say that he was a woman.

Unexpectedly, the clown was actually himself...

After enduring the driver's journey, the Chinese medicine shop opened by Li Liang finally arrived. Zhang Fan quickly jumped out of the car. He didn't want to stay in the car for a moment.

The first thing Zhang Fan did after getting out of the car was to buy makeup remover at a beauty counter in a nearby shopping mall, and then he went to a clothing store to buy men's clothes to change into.

When he entered, Zhang Fan was still a beautiful young girl who turned heads [-]% when walking on the street. When he came out, Zhang Fan was already a young man, just like magic.

Li Liang still has no news about Jiuye Chonglou. He is familiar with almost all the colleagues who sell medicinal materials in Caiyun, and his family members who don't know him always know each other.

But after some contact, no one has ever seen such a thing except his prodigal father who sold the "fairy medicine" Jiuye Chonglou for hundreds of thousands.

Zhang Fan didn't have anything to do. On the one hand, he asked Li Liang to continue to help him find it. On the other hand, he planned to go to the Miao Village.

Nine-leaf chrysanthemum is a variant of common chrysanthemum. Because it cannot be artificially cultivated, its quantity is extremely scarce. It can be said that if one plant is used, there will be one less in the world.

It has developed to this day, and it is hard to say that there is really no one.

In that case, one can only blame Lu Yun for being so fateful.

There is a traditional record in the Miao Village Gu art that you use the "Nine Leaf Chonglou" to refine and upgrade your own Gu insects, and practice "Desperate Gu".

Protecting the "Nine-leaf Chonglou" from being randomly picked is to protect the inheritance of Gu art in one's village, so Miao Village may be the only place where there may be a Nine-leaf Chonglou.

However, before going to the Miao Village, Zhang Fan still had some things to deal with.

Coupled with the fact that the sky is about to dawn, if Zhang Fan does not return to the hotel, it is likely to attract the attention of the "Hunter".

"You continue to search for now. In two days, we will go to the Miao Village together." Zhang Fan said seriously.

……

Caiyun University Biological Science Laboratory.

Zhao Zhiyong, the dean of the School of Biomedical Sciences, is leading several doctoral students under him to conduct experiments, shaking a test tube filled with dark green liquid in his hand.

A doctor of biology held a newly printed thesis in his hand, and stood in front of Dean Zhao, explaining the research direction of his graduation thesis.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiyong's hands trembled, and the dark green liquid in the test tube splashed out and spilled on his white gloves.

"Teacher, be careful!" The doctoral student who was making a report hurriedly reminded.

Zhao Zhiyong was startled, he smelled a pungent breath on the tip of his nose, and saw the dark green liquid on his white gloves making a soft "呲呵" sound.

This dark green reagent is highly corrosive, but fortunately it only sticks to the gloves. If it accidentally flows down the sleeve to the wrist, it will be a big deal.

He hastily tilted his hand downwards, and returned the test tube to the test tube rack on the laboratory table. Perhaps because he was too anxious, he accidentally knocked over the test tube rack, and five or six glass test tubes cracked and shattered on the floor.

The doctoral student who was making an academic report hurriedly put on his gloves and took the test tube that caused the accident from Zhao Zhiyong. The remaining students also gathered around one after another. Those who had a wink took the broom and cleaned it. Broken test tubes on the floor.

Zhao Zhiyong took off his gloves, his hands were always steady.

Is he old?
Or rather, he was upset.

"I'm a little tired today. I didn't rest well last night. You guys go back first and come back tomorrow." Zhao Zhiyong waved his hand and told the doctoral students around him who cared about him.

Several people paid attention to Dean Zhao again, and left after disposing of the reagents left in the experiment and cleaning the experimental instruments.

Zhao Zhiyong pulled up a chair and sat down. The sunlight outside the window just shone on his face.

"Ye Na... If no one mentions it, I will almost forget about her. She is a good seedling."

"It's a pity, but as a student of Lao Zhang, he is lucky to survive, Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, you are so confused!"

Zhao Zhiyong sat on the chair, stared out of the window, and muttered softly to himself.

In November, autumn is getting deeper.

The maple leaves in the north are red all over countless hilltops, and the sycamore trees on the streets of Modu are also covered with withered and yellow leaves.

But in this city known as the City of Spring, the girls on the campus of Caiyun University always have elegant skirts, and the boys at the school are blessed all year round.

"Hello, Dean Zhang." A girl holding a textbook in her arms stood still in front of an old man, and shouted crisply.

The old man who passed by her had silver-white hair curled together in a mess, and the clothes on his body were also crumpled. He didn't seem to hear the girls greeting him at all, but just walked away in front of them with blank eyes. past.

"What kind of teacher is he? His clothes are sloppy and his eyes are dull. He doesn't look like a teacher at all. He must be a lunatic, let alone the dean of the school." Several girls were following the female classmates. The child joked after the old man walked away.

"Don't you understand? Dean Zhang used to be the best dean in our school. It is said that he was nominated for the Nobel Prize at a young age. There is a reason for this."

The female classmate looked at the direction where Dean Zhang was leaving, and said to his back with a complicated expression.

(End of this chapter)