I am the Clone of a Death Row Inmate-Chapter 92: Meeting Mr. Feng Again

Su Ze and the others didn’t wait long before they saw Liou Wenxin and Mrs. Yun being escorted to the stadium.

Just then, Mr. Ya returned with the bubble tea he had bought.

Su Ze took the bubble tea from Mr. Ya’s hands and said, "Come on, let’s go greet my sister."

Mr. Ya looked at the approaching Liou Wenxin from a distance and exclaimed in admiration, "So that’s our sister? She’s gorgeous!"

The moment Su Ze moved, Zhou Wenshan and Li Fayi hurried to follow.

Su Ze walked up to Liou Wenxin and handed her the bubble tea. "Sister, Mrs. Yun, welcome home."

Liou Wenxin accepted the bubble tea and took a small sip, a sweet and gentle smile gracing her face. This exact moment was captured by a Dongli TV Station reporter and would become the cover photo for tomorrow’s headlines.

"It’s all thanks to my little brother that I was able to come home," Liou Wenxin said with a faint smile.

She knew Su Ze had done a lot and put in a great deal of effort to rescue her. She and Mrs. Yun had watched the entire live broadcast of the recent Trial by Combat on television.

Mrs. Yun sighed emotionally. "We really have Su Ze to thank this time. Otherwise, Dr. Liou wouldn’t have been able to return to Dongli, and I could never have rested in peace, even in death."

She never would have imagined that the boy she had casually brought along from Heiyan City would one day become their savior.

Zhou Wenshan stepped forward. "Alright, you can catch up once you’re back in Dongli. This isn’t our territory, after all. We should leave as soon as possible."

The group nodded.

Su Ze quickly pulled Mr. Ya over and introduced him. "This is a friend I made in Luofan Country. He was a huge help in successfully rescuing my sister. He has to come with us to Dongli this time; otherwise, I’m afraid there will be no place left for him in Luofan Country."

Mr. Ya was very moved. Even at a time like this, Su Ze hadn’t forgotten to give him credit.

Su Ze had already spoken to Zhang Tai about Mr. Ya’s situation. Zhang Tai then whispered a few words into Principal Zhou Wenshan’s ear.

Zhou Wenshan nodded. "Anyone who has helped Dongli is a friend of Dongli."

"I’m going to bid farewell to the Holy Envoy. We’ll depart for home as soon as I return."

Su Ze and the others waited for Zhou Wenshan. The audience in the surrounding stands began to leave in droves. Soon, a circle of people had formed around their group, pointing and whispering from a distance.

They were all students and teachers from Luofan Academy. With the murderous-looking Li Fayi standing guard, none of them dared to get close. However, most of them kept glancing at Su Ze, discussing something in low voices.

Su Ze hadn’t paid them any mind at first, but when his gaze inadvertently swept across a face in the crowd, he froze.

It was a bald, fat old man with a meaningful smile on his face, staring intently at Su Ze.

Upon seeing that face, memories churned in Su Ze’s mind as fragments and images surged forth...

Feng Boyi!

The evolution expert from Mu Country, a professor at Muguo Royal Academy, and the creator of this body Su Ze inhabited.

’How could he be here?!’

As a leading figure among Mu Country’s evolutionists, Feng Boyi surpassed even Liou Wenxin in terms of seniority and fame. Why wasn’t he in Mu Country? What was he doing at Luofan Academy?

Su Ze looked for Feng Boyi in the crowd again, only to find that he had already turned and left, leaving just a fleeting view of his back.

’I’ll have to look into this when I get back...’ Su Ze committed the matter to memory. Feng Boyi was one of the few people who knew he was a clone, so Su Ze was naturally on high alert regarding him.

There was another thing. Su Ze had always wondered: could a skill as powerful as the Divine Grace of Evolution really be duplicated through cloning technology?

He had once learned from Feng Bqing that the Evolution Divine Grace Skill came from a "Bloodline Crystal." Although he didn’t know what a Bloodline Crystal was, it didn’t take a genius to figure out that such a skill had to be special.

If it could be mass-produced through cloning, would the Filth Earth Organization really need to go to such great lengths?

"Let’s go. We’ll head to the airport first."

Zhou Wenshan had returned, his words interrupting Su Ze’s thoughts.

Zhou Wenshan and Li Fayi, both Saint-level powerhouses, as well as Mrs. Yun and Zhang Tai, two Butterfly Stage evolvers, were all capable of flight. Each of them carried two or three people as they flew toward Moli City’s airport.

Among them, Su Ze and Liou Wenxin were paired together, carried by Principal Zhou Wenshan. The two of them were high-priority protectees.

Upon arriving at the airport, the group boarded the plane quickly. Just like on the trip over, Officer Li Fayi chose to fly alongside the aircraft, acting as an escort.

After the plane took off, Su Ze had a few things he wanted to ask Liou Wenxin, but there were too many people on board. He thought about it and decided to wait until they were back.

Su Ze took out his phone and searched for the keyword "Feng Boyi."

Many results appeared on the webpage. One of the most prominent was a news article from two days ago: "Famed Evolutionist Feng Boyi Joins Luofan Academy as Professor of Evolution!"

Su Ze clicked on the article and read it carefully, a thoughtful expression on his face.

’Feng Boyi resigned from the Muguo Royal Academy, left Mu Country, and ran off to be a professor at Luofan Academy. What’s he after?’

’He’s a native of Mu Country, a respected elder in its academic circles. The compensation he received was undoubtedly top-tier in his field. Why would he choose to leave his homeland at his age?’

’He’s probably worried about retaliation from Zhao Yuanyi...’

The clone Feng Boyi personally created had ended up killing the original and escaping. That was definitely considered a screw-up, and Zhao Yuanyi wouldn’t just let it go.

In Su Ze’s memories, when Zhao Yuanyi first approached Feng Boyi about creating a clone for Zhao Lingxiao, Feng Boyi had refused.

But Feng Boyi had been secretly researching cloning technology, violating the bans of the Sovereign Country and the laws of Mu Country. Zhao Yuanyi had found out and used it as leverage, forcing him to compromise under threat.

The scene flashed through Su Ze’s mind:

"Mr. Feng, I’ve explained the situation to you. What are your thoughts?"

"Mr. Zhao, cloning is a forbidden art. You should know better than I do how severe the consequences of abusing it can be," Feng Boyi said, shaking his head.

"But from what I know, you’ve never given up your research on cloning, have you? You’ve even conducted human experiments long ago, with successful cases."

Feng Boyi’s expression changed slightly. "Mr. Zhao, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Before I am a researcher, I am first and foremost a law-abiding citizen!"

"Is that so?" Zhao Yuanyi said with a smirk. "That female assistant in your lab... I hear she was your student. Her body was discovered three years ago. It was I who suppressed the news. But from what I understand, she’s still working for you now, isn’t she?"

"Her family hasn’t noticed anything unusual to this day. I have to say, Mr. Feng, your technique is truly exquisite. Flawless. Not even her own parents could tell the difference."

Cold sweat beaded on Mr. Feng’s forehead. He suddenly seemed to deflate like a withered old cucumber, all the energy draining out of him. His face drooped, and he said in a low voice, "I can try, but I can’t guarantee success."

"The technology I currently possess can only perfectly clone an unevolved Mortal-level Life Form." Feng Boyi looked at Zhao Lingxiao, who was standing behind Zhao Yuanyi. "To avoid increasing the difficulty, your esteemed son must not absorb any more extracts, and more importantly, he must not evolve before the clone’s cultivation is complete."