43. I want to solve this myself.The Light Magic Society.
“Someone called Qin Long before he died.”
Opening Qin Long’s phone, the long-haired male from the Light Magic Society, Old Bai, immediately picked up the instrument in his hand and started searching.
After a moment, Old Bai looked up. “It was Wen Han, the victim of the tattoo murder case.”
“It’s also the person we saw earlier.” Fat Brother glanced over.
“And even more…” Old Chen squinted his eyes, “a new Black Mage at the Recycling Station.”
The room suddenly fell silent.
“It seems we need to monitor and track her from now on.”
“Mm, I didn’t expect them to have established a Recycling Station in Star River City as well. But fortunately, it seems there aren’t many members yet. We need to be more careful.”
“I’ve already uploaded Wen Han’s data to the Light Magic Society’s website and listed her under the Black Mages’ database.”
The three of them discussed fervently.
And Su Zeheng, who had been sitting in the corner, somewhat dazed and unwilling to speak, suddenly lifted his head.
“Hold on.”
“Hmm?” At that moment, Old Bai and the others all looked up, “Old Su?”
“Old Su, what’s wrong with you today?” Fat Brother sneered, “You’ve been acting strange these past two days.”
“Not much…” Su Zeheng swallowed hard, “I just… Do you remember what I said earlier? About Wen Han being this Black Mage…”
He revealed a resolute look, “I want to solve this… myself!”
…
Inside the Recycling Station.
“Two thousand two hundred?” Wen Han blurted out upon seeing her magic value.
“Oh? Two thousand two hundred?” Lin Wuju was also quite shocked, “Incredible… You’ve never learned any magic, yet your magic value is actually two thousand two hundred?”
Wen Han looked at the data again, instantly understanding.
According to the letter she received during her transformation, playing with men and such could increase her charm, and for a witch, charm equates to strength, which is the same as magic value.
So it means…
Looks like I’ll have to play with more men in the future?!
And the more difficult it is to manipulate someone, the stronger I become after “punishing” them!
She couldn’t help but reveal an evil expression, her little fangs showing slightly.
I can’t control my desire to hurt another fragile heart, hehehe…
“What’s the next task?” She suddenly looked up.
Lin Wuju nodded, “You’re very enthusiastic about work, I’m glad. But there’s no rush.”
“…Why not? Aren’t there still many souls that need to be recovered?”
“There are many souls, but we must first recover those that are more precious.” Lin Wuju sat back in his armchair, “Qin Long was just a simple task. The ones you’ll encounter in the future will be much harder.”
“The harder, the better.” Wen Han scoffed.
Lin Wuju looked pleased, “Wen Han, I genuinely think you’re the person I like the most.”
“But you’re not the person I like.”
“It doesn’t matter.” Lin Wuju spread his hands, “As long as I like you, because I like your dislike for me.”
Wen Han sneered, “Then you really are a cheap person!”
“No, I just appreciate you, because you’re like a piece of art.” Lin Wuju waved his ring, “I guarantee the Demon King will like you too.”
Another mention of the Demon King…
Wen Han fell silent for a few seconds, “There’s one thing I don’t understand.”
“Please ask.”
“Do you think the speed of recovering souls is too slow?” Wen Han walked forward, pushed aside her red windbreaker, and sat on the table, “You said there are millions of souls that escaped… It took us ten days to recover a simple Qin Long. How long will it take?”
Wen Han wasn’t concerned about the Demon King’s awakening; she found it odd.
“…Actually, recovering souls isn’t our main goal.” Lin Wuju smiled slightly, “What else do you think you created in the process of recovering souls?”
“Xiao Lin, you still love beating around the bush.” Wen Han rolled her eyes, “If you keep asking rhetorical questions, I swear I’ll kick your butt with my boot!”
“You seem to have watched a lot of foreign movies.”
“Yes, from a certain letter website.” Wen Han put her hand on her thigh, “Can I talk now, Xiao Lin?”
Lin Wuju frowned, “I suddenly realized you’re calling me Xiao Lin?”
“Why not?” Wen Han raised an eyebrow, “Do you deserve to be my boss?”
Both fell silent and looked at each other.
After a while, Lin Wuju nodded contentedly, “Alright, call me whatever you want.”
“That’s what you said! So from now on, I’ll call you Su Zeheng.”
“?” Lin Wuju stopped abruptly, “You like him?”
“He—?” Wen Han burst out laughing, “I have no interest in that old man.”
“…Then still call me Xiao Lin.”
“Why? Are you jealous?” Wen Han wiggled her finger in the air, “Is your heart sour when I mention other men?”
“Yes.”
“You admit it? You want to pursue me?”
“I like you, but only as an appreciation.”
“Making me so interested in your body.” Wen Han licked her lips, “You’re much better than Qin Long! If I could torment you until life becomes unbearable, my magic value would definitely skyrocket!”
Lin Wuju pondered, “Why not? After all, I also want to experience the taste of love… Wen Han, I’ll wait and see.”
“Good.” Wen Han grinned, “I’ll definitely have fun with your feelings.”
The two stared at each other, each harboring ulterior motives.
“Alright, let’s continue.” Wen Han switched legs, flicking her hair, “Why is recovering souls so slow?”
“Because our real goal isn’t to recover souls.”
Lin Wuju’s words left Wen Han stunned.
She slowly turned her head, narrowing her eyes, “Then what is it?”
“In the process of recovering souls, the world becomes more chaotic.” Lin Wuju stood up, “We don’t need to personally collect millions of souls. We just need to recover thousands or tens of thousands… Think about it, what would society become?”
Wen Han remained silent for a long time, “Chaotic.”
“Exactly. Once the world becomes chaotic, larger-scale chaos will ensue, eventually becoming uncontrollable. Will we still need to personally recover those souls?” Lin Wuju smiled slightly, “They will ‘mutually destroy’ each other, and the souls will return to the demon world on their own!”
“…So that’s it.”
At this moment, Wen Han finally understood the true purpose of the Recycling Station.
“Does that mean… some countries have fallen into great chaos in recent years because of the Recycling Stations?”
Lin Wuju only gave a mysterious smile, “I’ve said before, Recycling Stations are everywhere in the world. And peace has never truly arrived, it’s always been like this since ancient times.”
“…What will happen after the Demon King awakens?”
“Do you care?”
Wen Han raised her gaze, “I only care about myself and my family. Other people’s affairs don’t concern me.”
“I’m satisfied with that answer.” Lin Wuju laughed heartily, “All I can say is that your concerns are unnecessary. Once the Demon King fully awakens, you won’t just live forever, but you can do anything you want!”
“Like…” Wen Han’s wicked eyes shifted, “Including making everyone who dislikes cilantro eat it, and those who like cilantro never be able to eat it again?”
Lin Wuju nodded, “Of course! You can make those who like salty tofu brain eat sweet ones forever, and those who like sweet tofu brain eat salty ones forever, and they can’t eat anything else!”
“How evil, I like it!”
“Hahaha…”
The two burst into laughter, joy filling the air.
“One last question!”
Bam! Wen Han suddenly slapped the table, ending the laughter.
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