Chapter 235: Temari (Patreon)

David raised his hands in a gesture of helplessness. "In order to graduate, I have to finish the Tesla coil experiment first."

Bennett clapped his hands and walked to the fridge. Pointing at a photo of a wolf pack on the fridge, he said, "David, do you know the story of the gray wolf?"

David immediately pleaded, "No, no, no, please don't."

"Stop talking about your gray wolf. I can't..."

Bennett ignored David's refusal, took down the photo, and approached him. "The gray wolf is a social animal. It must find a mate, hunt, and search for food."

Bennett sat in front of David, holding the photo and loudly declared, "You must participate in group activities!"

Then, with a high-pitched voice, he added, "Otherwise, you will be expelled from the wolf pack."

After delivering this speech, Bennett resumed speaking normally. "A lonely life ends up being eaten by a big bear."

Watching Bennett's performance, David nodded. "Yes, yes, you said it well."

"It looks like I need to figure something out to survive."

After reaching an agreement, David got up, dressed, and headed towards New York University.

...

Charles hailed a taxi on the street. "New York University!"

Sitting in the cab, the once clear sky suddenly became overcast, signaling an imminent rain.

As the taxi moved, a strong wind picked up, followed by heavy rain. Watching this scene, Charles closed his eyes to relax.

An hour later, the taxi stopped.

"Sir, we've arrived at New York University."

Hearing the driver's voice, Charles opened his eyes, looking at the continuing rain outside. He sighed, then took out an umbrella from the storage compartment, paid the fare, and got out of the cab.

Under the umbrella, Charles entered the campus and arrived at the College of Arts and Sciences, outside the Physics Lab.

Through the classroom window, Charles saw a young student lecturing. He picked up his phone and dialed David's number.

David, in the midst of his lecture, felt the vibration of his phone. Spotting Charles making a call outside the classroom, he immediately guessed that he was the expected buyer.

Looking at the students in the classroom, David cleared his throat. "Take a ten-minute break, think about what I just talked about. If you have any questions, you can ask me later."

After giving instructions, David walked out of the classroom and approached Charles.

"Sir, are you the one purchasing my ring?"

Watching David in front of him, Charles took off the small backpack from his body and directly threw it onto him.

David hastily caught the backpack, looking somewhat puzzled at Charles.

"This is the $100,000 to purchase the ring. You can take a look," Charles said.

Upon hearing Charles's words, David visibly paused. He hadn't expected the buyer to be so straightforward. He then opened the zipper on the backpack, revealing wads of $10 bills neatly packed inside.

Looking at the pile of money, David's mind was somewhat shaken. He glanced around cautiously, ensuring no one was watching, and then pulled out the Dragon Ring from his pocket, handing it to Charles.

As soon as Charles received the Dragon Ring, a system prompt echoed in her mind.

"Ding. Detected rechargeable item. Do you want to recharge?"

"No!"

Charles promptly rejected the system's prompt. At this moment, the Dragon-shaped ring, held in his palm, seemed to come to life. It climbed onto Charles's ring finger by itself, its dragon tail winding around the finger to secure itself.

Observing this scene, David rubbed his eyes. He had tested the ring on family and friends, and none could wear it except himself. However, today's buyer managed to do so.

Looking at the money in his arms and then at the ring on the buyer's finger, David murmured, "Could everything be real? Or is it that I'm not the only special one..."

Having completed the transaction, Charles shook his hand, finding no trace of the ring coming loose. he nodded in satisfaction, "I like this ring!"

"Farewell, David!"

With these words, Charles Doyle, holding an umbrella, left New York University.

Watching his departing figure, David shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He had to go back to class. Not to mention, today he encountered his childhood crush, making it a double joy.

Zipping up his backpack, David turned and entered the classroom, continuing with today's lecture.

...

On the other side-

Coulson, accompanied by Temari, had already arrived at New York's airport. He drove Temari to Charles's Agency at 71 Forest Hills Avenue, Queens.

Although the weather was stormy, Temari remained curious about this metropolis. Despite the fragile physical condition of its inhabitants, the technological development and towering buildings fascinated her.

Rain might be considered unfavorable weather for others, but for Temari, from the Wind Country's Hidden Sand Village, rainfall was a heavenly gift.

As the car advanced, it eventually stopped at the intersection of 71st Avenue. Looking at the destroyed streets and houses under repair with caution tape, even Coulson was surprised. What had happened here?

They got out of the car, and with umbrellas in hand, they walked to the entrance of Charles's agency. Due to the heavy rain, the reporters who were previously blocking the entrance had dispersed.

"This is Mr. Charles's Agency. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't escort you inside."

After saying these words, Coulson didn't linger and directly left.

Seeing the ninja with the forehead protector, the doorman opened the agency's door and gestured for Temari to enter.

Holding her summoning beast, Temari put away her umbrella and walked straight into the lobby of the Agency.

At this moment, Iruka, who was on duty at the front desk, was checking the latest missions from the Continental Hotel on the network. He needed to do some screening to find suitable tasks.

Hearing someone coming in, he looked up and saw Temari with a ninja headband. Iruka was momentarily stunned, thinking, "Mr. Charles has brought someone, and it's not a Leaf Village ninja. This..."