Super Species Player

Standing outside the door were two strange women.

But there was another reason that made Jiang Qian alert.

On the white surveillance monitor, a spider with bright hair was crawling down along the edge.

Its eight eyes looked around 360 degrees, and the pattern on its abdomen looked like a face of a person who was poisoned.

Jiang Qian had already recognized it.

Although this little guy was less than 1cm long, it was highly poisonous.

Peacock spider? How could this species, which is unique to Australia, appear here... Jiang Qian's eyes followed the movement of the spider, and at the same time he had pulled out a miniature telescopic insect trap from the hidden groove of the watch strap.

"Since you came to my door, don't blame me for taking you into my pocket..."

This peacock spider was not slow, and it was seen jumping along the crack of the door to the floor and crawling into the house.

Jiang Qian held his breath and knelt on the ground.

The spider trap was spread between his fingers, and a group of flexible "hairy claws" stretched out.

Jiang Qian followed the spider in parallel with the spider in hand. With his experience in catching spiders in the laboratory, he found the right time and pressed the end button.

The spider trap made a light "whoosh" sound and sucked the prey! At the same time, the hairy claws were retracted, and the capture was completed without damaging the target.

"Ding Dong"

The doorbell rang again.

The captured peacock spider was doubly stimulated, and its eight thin legs were twisted wildly under the entanglement of the hairy claws!

The spider silk sprayed under the stress reaction adhered to the hairy claws, but tied itself up more tightly.

Jiang Qian found a small transparent empty bottle left by Yu Xuan in the bathroom nearby, and finally sealed the dangerous little thing in it and put it in his pocket.

After handling it properly, he returned to the door.

While re-examining the visitor through the surveillance, he politely asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged woman's answer came from outside the door: "Ah, I am Mr. Tang's student, Li Fang. I have an appointment to visit the teacher today, and I brought my daughter to ask a few math questions... Are you Jiang Qian?"

Jiang Qian had such a person in his memory. The old lady mentioned him during lunch in the daytime.

She said that he was a former student and also engaged in education. Because of his job transfer to the nearby experimental middle school, he came to visit his former mentor.

So he opened the door.

A mother and daughter stood outside the door.

The woman was dressed plainly, with her hair in a shawl, wearing heavy black-framed glasses, with a slightly restrained expression, her hands intertwined, carrying a brown handbag and a gift.

Her daughter stood beside her.

The fair-skinned girl wore a simple purple dress, which outlined her immature waist and immature chest.

The girl lowered her head slightly, and the broken hair on her forehead blocked her eyes, but could not hide her fair and delicate skin and small pink lips.

"Are you Teacher Li? Come in." Jiang Qian returned his gaze to the woman.

"Ah Qian? Oh, you've grown so tall... Come, Xiaolin, call me brother." Li Fang didn't rush into the house, and asked her daughter to greet Jiang Qian first.

"Brother Jiang." The girl named Xiaolin slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes shining like stars.

Jiang Qian's eyes moved slightly.

The girl looked at him with strong curiosity and hope, not as shy as her body language conveyed.

"Come in." Jiang Qian nodded and calmly led the mother and daughter into the door.

Probably because she heard the noise, the old lady was also walking out of the study.

She stood straight, wearing a reading goggles, and greeted the visitor in a gentle and elegant manner.

There are not many elderly people who are still energetic in their seventies, and Jiang Qian's grandmother Tang Hongmei is definitely a standout.

"Ah Qian, take Sister Lin to your room to study." The old lady was led by Li Fang to the living room, and on the way, she sent Li Fang's daughter to Jiang Qian.

"Okay."

So, Sister Lin followed Jiang Qian to his room.

"Sit wherever you want." Jiang Qian brought an extra chair and stuffed the makeup bottle into the drawer.

"Thank you, brother."

"If there is any question you don't know, let me see it." Sister Lin quickly put down her schoolbag, took out her homework book from it and looked through the folded pages.

Jiang Qian took the opportunity to look at the girl, from the pen marks left on her arm, the indentation of the middle finger of her right hand holding the pen, to the slightly tanned skin under the elastic of the school uniform at her ankle...

This is indeed in line with the life traces that a normal student should have.

But such a girl, but she only has a pair of charming eyes.

Based on Jiang Qian's many years of experience in observing people, those eyes seem to have experiences that do not belong to a female middle school student.

In the living room, the grandmother and the girl's mother were still talking happily.

"Brother, look," Sister Lin pointed the question to Jiang Qian obediently, "this, and this..."

When Sister Lin's eyes were not on Jiang Qian, everything about this girl became normal again.

Jiang Qian simply put aside his distractions and focused on the math problem.

"Oh, this geometry problem is actually very easy. First, we need to erase your wrong auxiliary line. Let's try to change our thinking and see..."

He took a pen and recomposed the picture on the rough paper, while explaining and marking the figure.

Explaining math problems requires patience and skills. A good teacher will control the rhythm of the lecture according to the listener's understanding and absorption, and reasonably advance the process. Avoid the embarrassment of "listening to the book of heaven".

So far, everything seems to be going well.

Although during this process, Sister Lin's eyes always fell on Jiang Qian's profile from time to time with affection...

Jiang Qian had no complaints about this - there was nothing he could do. Boys who were too good would more or less delay other girls' homework.

It was human nature.

"Which other questions?"

After solving the two big questions on the foldout, Jiang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that the difficulty of high school math questions nowadays was not that great. Even a college student like me could handle it easily.

"Brother Jiang, can we take a break?" Sister Lin's eyes were full of admiration, but her tone was a little shy, "Brother solved the questions too fast, my brain couldn't keep up~"

She wanted to pick me up. But I just wanted to make her into a specimen. Her eyes were so beautiful... Jiang Qian chuckled: "Okay."

After getting a positive answer, Sister Lin stretched her waist contentedly, seemingly showing off her slender and delicate girlish figure inadvertently.

At the same time, she looked around Jiang Qian's room with a slightly excited look, as if looking for an opportunity to start a conversation.

"Huh? Brother Jiang, is this you when you were a child?" Sister Lin stared at the family photo frame on Jiang Qian's desk and asked in surprise.

"Yeah."

"It's not fair that he was so handsome when he was a child~" The girl pouted and acted cute in front of Jiang Qian, "Who is this?"

"My brother."

Jiang Qian's eyes swept across the photo, which also included his parents and grandmother. Yu Xuan didn't live with them at that time, so she was not in this family photo.

"Your brother looks so fierce! By the way, he's not at home, right?" Sister Lin whispered.

"He's missing." Jiang Qian said calmly.

Hearing this, Sister Lin was obviously surprised.

She subconsciously covered her mouth, reacted for a long time, and then apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it's been a long time."

Jiang Qian said, and got up to get a drink outside to relieve the heaviness brought by this topic.

When he came back, he found that Sister Lin's attention had shifted elsewhere.

Jiang Qian handed the lemon tea to the girl, and followed her line of sight. A yellowed "Human Anatomy" was quietly leaning against the bookends.

"Interested?"

"Hmm~"

Then, the girl asked a rather abrupt question: "Brother Jiang, do you think there are gods above humans?"

Jiang Qian was a little surprised that he didn't hear any topics like the differences in the body structure of men and women.

"Not necessarily." He spoke calmly, without revealing any regrets.

"Not necessarily, why?" Sister Lin's eyes lit up, and she seemed to have a unique enthusiasm for this topic.

And her enthusiasm obviously inspired Jiang Qian's interest in talking: "This is a question that can neither be confirmed nor falsified."

"How can you be sure that there is no higher life form above humans, with absolute control over the world? Maybe humans are just a model organism, like lab mice, baboons, and ants, being raised and observed."

"Perhaps there is a life form around us that we cannot understand. Are they 'gods'? I don't know, maybe they can't be accurately described as 'life' at all."

"People haven't discovered it, but it doesn't mean that they don't exist. Maybe they just don't want us to be aware of their existence."

The topic gradually deviated from the inherent cognition.

Jiang Qian had no intention of showing off. Seeing the pretty girl's thirst for knowledge, he continued the topic.

"Of course, this is just an example. After all, I can't describe a world beyond cognition. That's why I said: not necessarily."

This answer unexpectedly satisfied Sister Lin.

Her cheeks were slightly red, her breathing was also rapid, and she looked at Jiang Qian with admiration.

"Can we continue?" Jiang Qian opened the homework book again.

"Wait!" Sister Lin hurriedly pulled Jiang Qian's sleeve: "If there is an opportunity now, you can contact their existence, and even obtain unimaginable and terrifying power! But you have to take a little risk, would you be willing to try it?"

This assumption sounds like a joke between children.

But Jiang Qian held up his chin and really thought about it seriously: "Then we need to do a risk assessment before deciding."

"What if the higher the risk, the greater the benefit?"

"It depends on the specific parameters. Your description can be used for description, but it cannot be used as a basis for decision-making." Sister Lin opened her cherry mouth, and after a fierce ideological struggle, she finally gave up the argument.

She found that her advantages were useless in front of this cold brother.

"Well, let science fiction writers worry about this kind of problem." Jiang Qian kindly gave a way out, "Let's continue. Is there any other question you don't understand?"

"Well... the next page," Sister Lin replied obediently, and added a sweet "Thank you, brother~"

"You're welcome."

Jiang Qian turned the homework book to the next page...

Inadvertently, a small and exquisite purple card fell out of the homework book.

Jiang Qian subconsciously reached out to catch it... The card fell between his thumb and index finger, and the three words "Invitation" in gold on a purple background came into view without warning.

At that moment, the body seemed to be hit by a hot air flow and suddenly lost weight.

Then, this purple card was like a living body, integrated into Jiang Qian's fingers and palms! The burning touch extended from the fingers along the palm to the inside, straight to the limbs and bones.

In the blurred vision, Sister Lin stepped forward to support his body that was about to fall...

Beside his ear, there was a broken, sobbing voice saying:

——"I'm sorry! If I didn't do this..."

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