Chapter 161: A Good Show Begins
Can a person attack themselves?
Yes, and there are various methods, such as banging one’s head against the ground, wielding a kn*fe to castrate oneself, or biting a lighter…
Can a person, while attacking themselves, make onlookers believe that they are being hunted?
That’s also possible, especially if Calamity is involved, as it only requires a little bit of Zhipianxian.
However, the method that Calamity can devise and execute is not something Shen Baiwei would consider doing.
According to the intel recorded in her notebook, using common disposable spirit energy items like those made by most spiritual ability users, even if they create the illusion of being chased, would definitely raise Calamity’s suspicion.
Once under suspicion, Calamity would employ countless means to validate those doubts, making it uncertain whether she could successfully approach Calamity or even prevent Calamity from making contact with the past.
So, can a person attack themselves while ensuring onlookers think they are being hunted, without attracting suspicion?
Yes, and for Shen Baiwei, it is quite simple; she just needs to cast different spell formulas on her current self from different angles at different times and places in the past.
It’s akin to a delayed explosion.
How’s that? Isn’t it simple?
Kids, have you learned it?
In fact, when Lu Xianbei and Nanling Yaohua were pursuing Dailin and Shen Baiwei earlier, Shen Baiwei used a similar method to intercept them.
Otherwise, how could she possibly unleash dozens of spells all at once?
Normally, a spiritual ability user’s limit for multi-casting is about thirty-six simultaneous casts, a feat claimed to have been achieved by the Siye Society’s guardian Yunshen Machine. Yet that is just a legend; no one has witnessed it firsthand.
Even though Shen Baiwei is a modified human created by the Elders’ Council of the Solar Eclipse Society, she is still human and not some humanoid spell-casting cannon. How could she surpass the legendary limit?
…
Five minutes ago.
Shen Baiwei saw Calamity emerge from the backroom and secretly mocked Calamity’s strange demeanor a few times before waiting for a moment, then put away her notebook and followed closely, leaving the small courtyard.
Although she had already made a rough plan to approach Calamity while waiting for her to come out, she did not appear in front of Calamity immediately after she left the courtyard.
The small courtyard was quite isolated, surrounded by the ruins of dilapidated houses, decaying wooden beams, collapsing brick walls, and narrow winding streets, all of which severely limited the visibility for anyone within. This was highly disadvantageous for the upcoming “performance.”
To impress Calamity with the “performance,” she at least needed to be seen, and it was obvious that this location was not a perfect stage.
One misstep could even cause her to spook away with the spirit energy fluctuations emanating from her spells! Shen Baiwei watched Calamity’s back from a distance, pursed her lips.
From the glimpses of Calamity’s “history,” if there were suddenly inexplicable spirit energy fluctuations nearby, Calamity would likely avoid them if possible.
Continuing forward.
As she gradually left the area resembling a modern urban residential district, and arrived at a straight and open marketplace, Shen Baiwei narrowed her eyes, her gaze scanning through the shopfronts, much more intact compared to the residential courtyards, biting her lip slightly.
The view here was excellent; it was almost time to act… a thought crossed Shen Baiwei’s mind, and she began to whisper the description of her spirit patterns in her heart.
[Swift yet slow, long yet short, ancient yet young, intertwined and cyclical, a serpent biting its tail, both a splendid opening and a dim conclusion…]
As she quietly murmured the description in her heart, the already dim light in her vision suddenly darkened slightly, as if some unknown entity were secretly adjusting the brightness.
The gentle breeze abruptly halted, the wisps of hair swaying on her temples and the ashes carried from who-knows-where suspended in midair. The cacophony of sounds around her gradually faded as if walking away slowly, ultimately dissipating into silence.
Then.
As if a mirage had appeared, a “tick-tock” sound similar to a pendulum swinging echoed in the dead silence.
“Tick-tock… Tick-tock… Tick-tock…”
Long and monotonous, constantly repeating, inducing a drowsy feeling.
Amidst the repeated “tick-tock” sounds, a blinding light suddenly appeared behind Shen Baiwei.
The light surged, morphing into massive silhouettes.
Murals, turtle shells, bamboo slips, books…
As well as stars and moons, sundials, hourglasses, and pendulum clocks…
Finally, all the outlines transformed into countless intricate gears, interlocking and bursting forth with a deep and muffled sound, coalescing into a dizzyingly complex structure of a huge dial, suspended behind Shen Baiwei.
“Tick-tock… Tick-tock…”
Then, six arms extended from behind the dial.
The six arms were pale, with distinct joints, resembling mechanical puppets carved from ivory, shrouded in a thin layer of white mist.
With a thought from Shen Baiwei, the six arms unfurled, accompanied by the sounds of mechanical movements. In pairs, they grasped three hands on the dial, like knights holding long swords.
Thus, the monotonous “tick-tock” sound came to a sudden halt.
As the hands on the dial ceased moving, Shen Baiwei took a deep breath and softly chanted the first spell.
“Rain drifting long into the night, north wind clearing the way, dripping water becoming frost, freezing the cold of five cities’ carriages… Cold rain condenses into frost!”
As the incantation fell, she silently stepped forward, letting go of the two arms that held the second hand, which began to move along with the second hand on the gigantic dial behind her.
“Tick-tock… Tick-tock…”
The second hand moved five ticks, the two arms once again grasping the second hand as Shen Baiwei halted, leaving a ghostly figure that was almost identical to her own self behind, maintaining the posture she had during the incantation.
It was like a cicada soaring into the sky, leaving its thin shell atop a treetop.
In front of that figure, the light activated by [Cold Rain Condensing Frost] hovered in the air, exuding a chilling aura.
Pausing to look around, she leaped onto the roof of a nearby shop, stabilizing her posture. After that, Shen Baiwei began to chant a new spell.
“Earth’s essence vast and profound, boulders and cliffs, blocking the peak ahead…”
After finishing the incantation, she slightly altered her direction, flying a short distance forward before beginning to chant another spell…
Repeating this cycle several times, Shen Baiwei finally set up her “stage.”
Turning back to look, the dilapidated ancient-style street, seemingly lost in time, was filled with her “traces.”
On the empty, straight stone-paved street, beside broken windows adorned with spider silk, and amidst the ruins of collapsed shops…
Faint and illusory figures were frozen in place, accompanied by various spells emanating multicolored lights.
It was just like an outdoor charity concert featuring some famous pop star, friends on the mountains, trees, and in the water all holding “glow sticks.”
However, from a certain perspective, this could also be seen as an alternative fan meeting?
After all, Calamity is kind of my idol, Shen Baiwei thought.
Though she felt that Calamity, this urban legend, seemed to have a serious ailment most of the time, she still slightly respected Calamity for having the guts to oppose the Solar Eclipse Society wherever it went.
Retracting her gaze from those figures, Shen Baiwei looked forward at Calamity’s back, about a hundred meters away, squinting slightly, then lifted her hand and lightly snapped her fingers.
“Snap!”
With the echo of the snap, the six gigantic arms simultaneously released the grips on the hands.
Thus, the three hands began to rotate again, the dull and monotonous “tick-tock” sound resonating once more.
“Tick-tock… Tick-tock…”
Now, let the good show begin! Shen Baiwei thought, stepping forward, as a murky gust brushed across her face.
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When Shen Baiwei suddenly appeared, Lu Xianbei held considerable doubts about her.
Thanking Shen Baiwei for rescuing her from suffering was one thing, but doubting Shen Baiwei was quite another…
After all, Shen Baiwei was a member of the Miracle Cult and had once, along with Dailin, been chased into a panicked flight by her and Nanling Yaohua. It was surprising that she had even turned to them for help, rather than holding a grudge!
No matter how you looked at it, something felt wrong!
But soon, when Lu Xianbei saw the kind of pursuit Shen Baiwei was facing, she suddenly felt a moment of realization.
As Shen Baiwei gradually approached, a series of piercing wails erupted behind her as numerous spells shot toward her like a torrent of light.
Faced with the spells flying from behind, Shen Baiwei twisted and dodged, in a desperate scramble even using all four limbs to roll and crawl, barely ensuring she wasn’t gravely injured by those spells, though many still skimmed dangerously close, leaving burn marks or frostbite.
In a daze, Lu Xianbei felt as though she witnessed Shen Baiwei unleashing a saturation attack on her enemies using Zhipianxian.
Coming back to her senses, her first reaction was whether Shen Baiwei was staging an elaborate performance for herself.
But she quickly negated that thought.
From the trajectory and sequence of those flying spells, it was evident they were cast by different people from different locations. Moreover, the number and intensity of spells cast by different people varied significantly. A single person would almost be incapable of achieving this.
Unless the entire Miracle Cult was cooperating with her…
This made it much easier to understand why she would turn to them for help, Lu Xianbei thought.
In her view, if it were her in a situation where she was being chased to the brink of despair and there was only Miss Rabbit who could save her, she would also not hesitate to seek help.
After all, falling into Miss Rabbit’s hands would only lead to torment for a short while, whereas the alternative would result in instant d*ath.
However…
How could she have offended so many people, to the extent of provoking such lethal hatred?
Had she perhaps engaged in some shady business?
Lu Xianbei pondered, and just then, Shen Baiwei, along with several streaks of spell light, closed in on her, extending her hand, and tightly grabbing her wrist.
Lu Xianbei, “…”
Chapter 162: Why Didn’t They Chase Us?
In reality, seeing Shen Baiwei being chased by so many people made Lu Xianbei hesitate for a moment about whether to abandon her and escape.
While Shen Baiwei had temporarily relieved her from the life-threatening problem posed by Nanling Yaohua, the enemies pursuing Shen Baiwei were clearly numerous, and the risk of saving her was too high.
From a rational standpoint, in a place like Yumen Pass, attracting so many enemies over a member of the Miracle Cult was an extremely unwise decision.
Yet, Shen Baiwei had grasped her hand…
Strangely, the moment that thought crossed her mind, she felt the tightening grip around her wrist.
She had only experienced a similar situation with Qing Ji.
Qing Ji could do this because he had maximum speed and skill, but Lu Xianbei couldn’t see how Shen Baiwei pulled it off.
Her speed was clearly quite slow, her actions resembling a panicked drowning person grasping at a lifeline, driven solely by survival instinct without a hint of technique.
Could it be… Miracles?
Lu Xianbei thought, looking ahead at the densely populated spells, feeling a sudden headache.
For a moment, she even suspected Shen Baiwei was attempting a suicidal attack, hoping to perish together with her.
Members of the Miracle Cult seemed adept at such antics…
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Her grasp on the information regarding Calamity is second only to the President of the Solar Eclipse Society; would Shen Baiwei not understand what kind of psychological activity Calamity would have upon seeing such a scene?
Calamity would certainly want to flee!
Thus, Shen Baiwei had well-prepared to prevent Calamity from escaping.
The show isn’t over yet; no one is allowed to leave prematurely!
To ensure Calamity wouldn’t run away, she even used her powers while holding Calamity’s wrist, leaving no chance for her to react.
Not only Calamity but nearly anyone wouldn’t have a chance to respond.
She had already caught her in the past; how could she possibly escape now?
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In just a few dozen meters, it felt like no time had passed.
The multitude of spells coalesced, the chaotic spirit energy fluctuations, hot and cold waves colliding, erupted into fireballs, with thin mist swirling and carrying the scent of earth-element spells.
Seeing this, Lu Xianbei couldn’t think further and quickly pulled Shen Baiwei behind her. With a thought, heavy armor covered her in an instant. Holding a disproportionately large diamond tower shield for her build, she stepped forward to face the oncoming barrage of spells.
“Boom——!”
The first spell landed, and the tower shield shook violently, instantaneously shattering the bluestone pavement beneath her feet.
Then came the second, third, fourth…
The countless spells struck the tower shield, exploding like fireworks as colorful sparks scattered, crashing in a series of loud bangs, splattering in all directions, leaving burns or patches of frost on the ground, igniting towering flames in dilapidated buildings.
With the fierce wind howling, Lu Xianbei felt herself pushed back step by step by the violent energy, leaving deep cracks in the ground behind her.
Behind the tower shield, Lu Xianbei’s brow furrowed deeply, her expression growing more serious.
The sheer number of spiritual ability users pursuing Shen Baiwei was terrifying, and they were all hiding in the shadows. Even more bizarre was the fact that her predictive thoughts couldn’t capture their movements, making it impossible for her to lock onto their locations to counter-attack.
She could only endure…
“…”
Fortunately, the power of these spells was generally around the level of Serial Number 50. If they all reached Serial Number 85, it would become quite troublesome, Lu Xianbei thought with some relief.
Spells above Serial Number 85 already fall into the category of forbidden spells, possessing significant lethality against A-Class spiritual users.
Even with the protection of Ling Tai Purification, Lu Xianbei wouldn’t be injured herself, but she couldn’t guarantee that the two people behind her wouldn’t be hurt.
If Dailin’s accomplice got injured, it would just be her bad luck; the key point was that Nanling Yaohua was also behind her and was already injured…
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As Lu Xianbei held her tower shield to block the constant barrage of spells, Shen Baiwei hidden behind her suddenly felt a chill racing up her spine.
There’s a widespread saying that once malicious intent in someone’s gaze reaches a certain level, it can’t be hidden.
Shen Baiwei knew that this saying was far from just a legend.
Among the subordinate organizations of the Solar Eclipse Society, besides tech companies like Xuri Biological Technology and Black Sun Brothers Tech Society, there were also clandestinely affiliated short video platforms and knowledge inquiry platforms, through which they collected big data concerning urban legend incidents.
Based on the big data gathered by the Solar Eclipse Society, many individuals have reported feeling watched when alone, often indicating that urban legends were indeed watching from the shadows.
When someone feels they are being observed by an eerie gaze, the probability of being attacked by an urban legend increases by 47.73%. If they actively seek out the source of that gaze, the probability surges to 79.25%.
And now, she sensed that she was being targeted by an urban legend.
She cautiously looked around and then noticed Nanling Yaohua glaring at her coldly, a palpable killing intent glimmering in her eyes.
Locking eyes, Shen Baiwei managed an awkward yet polite smile before quickly turning her face away, wincing as she took a few breaths of cold air.
Without a doubt, she had found the source of the “eerie gaze.” According to the big data collected by the Solar Eclipse Society, Nanling Yaohua most likely wanted to k*ll her.
After putting in considerable effort to approach Calamity, she had overlooked this seemingly unimportant factor in Nanling Yaohua…
Shen Baiwei even suspected that if Nanling Yaohua weren’t injured, she would have definitely attacked her by now.
It was akin to knowing there’s a perverted thug roving nearby at night, wearing a pair of locked iron pants only to encounter that very thug, with his accomplice suddenly grinning meaningfully, unzipping his pants as he casually pulls out a pack of popping candy.
There was nothing more ridiculous than this.
Though she wasn’t afraid of the popping candy, nor of being targeted by Nanling Yaohua, it would undoubtedly affect her ability to hinder Calamity from making contact with the past.
What should she do?
Just as Shen Baiwei was pondering her dilemma, the barrage of spells that had persisted for about five minutes finally ceased.
Noticing an opening in the enemies’ attack, Lu Xianbei quickly retracted her tower shield, turned to Shen Baiwei, and lightly called, “Let’s go!”
With that, she dashed off toward Dai Mu Institute without looking back.
After retreating a short distance, she paused briefly, peering through her thick cheeks with a side glance back, then furrowing her brow slightly.
Strange, why didn’t they chase us? This is a bit suspicious, Lu Xianbei wondered.
When escaping from the scene, she had deliberately slowed her steps a bit to allow those chasing Shen Baiwei to catch up, thinking she could lead them all the way to Dai Mu Institute and generously gift them a “Calamity’s Might” one-time experience card.
If she couldn’t deal with those enemies, couldn’t Huaiyuan Jun handle them?
After all, he was a Disaster-Class Spiritual Ability User praised by Proxy Player Sisters!
Well, whatever the reason may be, she’d have to ask Dailin’s accomplice later to figure out which force was pursuing her before concluding anything. Lu Xianbei thought.
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A moment later, inside Dai Mu Institute.
Huaiyuan Jun stared stiffly at “Lu Qingyi,” and after listening to her recount the events during her absence, he fell into a daze for a while, before returning to his senses and inquiring, “So… you picked up those two girls halfway?”
“Have you confirmed their identities? Do you know where this place is? Just bringing people here like that.”
Lu Xianbei tilted her head, considering it a moment, and tentatively suggested, “It’s… Hook Column?”
Obtaining this information from Proxy Player Sister.
Upon hearing this, Huaiyuan Jun’s corner of the mouth twitched uncontrollably.
She had originally intended to say that this was her secret base, where she could safely spend the night until discovering a way to leave Yumen Pass.
However, the fact that she brought girls she found to Hook Column seemed outrageous yet strangely reasonable, leaving her momentarily at a loss for a rebuttal.
“…” In the silence, Huaiyuan Jun turned to glance at the direction of the door, and through the window, she could vaguely see the outlines of the two girls outside.
“You just went out for a little over three hours and brought back two girls. Isn’t that…”
“Too coincidental?” Lu Xianbei nodded in agreement, “I think so too; it’s indeed a bit too coincidental, but when encountered, I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing, right? Besides, having them stay might be very useful.”
Huaiyuan Jun, “…”
She actually wanted to say that in just over three hours, bringing back two girls might be a little too efficient. If this were ancient times, she might have been considered a human trafficker at the level of a thousand taels of silver.
However, after listening to “Lu Qingyi’s” words, she suddenly became curious about what usefulness those two girls might have.
“What use? Just another share of food?” Huaiyuan Jun asked, “By the way, did you see the energy bars in my bag when you saved me yesterday? I can’t seem to find them.”
“Uh…” Upon hearing that Huaiyuan Jun was still thinking about those energy bars, Lu Xianbei felt a pang of guilt in her response, “No, I didn’t see them! I guess it was too chaotic at the time, and I accidentally lost them?”
“Is that so?” Huaiyuan Jun pouted, “That’s a pity…”
Seeing that Huaiyuan Jun didn’t pursue the matter further, Lu Xianbei eagerly interjected, “Of course they’re useful! That Nanling Yaohua is the current leader of the Yumen Sands Sea Branch, I’m sure you know her, and there’s no need to elaborate on her usefulness…”
“That makes sense.” Huaiyuan Jun nodded, acknowledging “Lu Qingyi’s” point.
When it comes to understanding Yumen Pass, there might not be many people in this world who can match members of the Yumen Sands Sea Branch. Having Nanling Yaohua around would certainly make their movements within Yumen Pass much more convenient.
“And the other one?”
“The other one is a core member of the Miracle Cult,” Lu Xianbei replied, “Later, I’ll interrogate her properly to see if I can extract important information regarding the Miracle Cult from her.”
That reason also seemed reasonable enough? Huaiyuan Jun nodded, instructing, “If she refuses to cooperate, you just let me know; I’m a renowned interrogation expert in the Siye Society, remember I mentioned that?”
“No need, no need!” Lu Xianbei waved her hand, walking away, “You got injured yesterday, so just rest well; I’ll handle the rest.”
Saying that, she opened the door and stepped out. As she steadied herself, she felt two gazes fixed on her.
One was aggressive, the other was pitiful.
In that instant, she felt like she was the old Wang being trapped in a wardrobe, not daring to move…
Chapter 163: What’s Your Purpose in Approaching Me?
After a brief moment of confusion, Lu Xianbei shivered, sensing a sudden headache.
All along, one of her specialties was using various identities to sidestep situations that were disadvantageous to her.
Now, however, Nanling Yaohua had deduced her true identity from the pomegranate blossom scent wafting from the God Realm Prototype as if she were attempting to do clay modeling with her hands bound, completely robbing her of any opportunity to maneuver.
But would that faze her?
It’s common knowledge that pain doesn’t just appear out of nowhere; it can only be transferred from one person to another.
As long as she imposes her suffering onto Dailin’s accomplice, she wouldn’t have to suffer!
So, Lu Xianbei raised her hand and hurled two 【Binding Spells】 toward Shen Baiwei.
With a flicker of light, two nearly invisible threads instantly bound Shen Baiwei’s hands and feet.
Shen Baiwei, “???”
What is Calamity doing? Surely she can’t naively believe that this low-level spell can actually trap me? Moreover, I haven’t even shown the slightest inclination to escape!
Nanling Yaohua, “…”
Just as the two of them were equally baffled, Lu Xianbei stepped forward and gave Shen Baiwei’s forehead a light rap.
“I’ll tell you, don’t act pitiful with me; that won’t work! I’m helping you not out of sympathy; as an operative of the Siye Society, I have a duty to bring you in.”
“As for someone like you who has committed crimes, my Siye Society has a complete procedure for handling. Right now, I will conduct a pre-interrogation; you cannot remain silent. Even if you do, I have enough ways to make you speak.”
“Let’s go! Find an empty room and let’s have a good chat!”
Looking at Lu Xianbei, who seemed to be exuding righteousness, as if saying “I won’t punish you; the law will judge you,” Shen Baiwei was taken aback for a moment before snapping back to reality. She stole a glance at Nanling Yaohua, and couldn’t help but snicker inwardly.
Ha, I thought Calamity was going nuts!
So, it was because of this current leader of the Yumen Sands Sea Branch, huh?
Come on, that’s hilarious!~
She had long discovered through her repeated observations of Calamity’s past that Calamity held a peculiar fondness for beautiful girls, almost like a friend who switches partners every week.
Uh… Though there is no concrete evidence to suggest that Calamity indeed flirted with those girls, she firmly believed he had.
Otherwise, why would those girls dare to risk their lives fighting alongside Calamity?
Every time, the girls fighting alongside were different.~
Here we have Siye Society operatives, Dachunyang Palace disciples, lone spiritual users from border cities… It’s akin to collecting cards in a snack bag featuring little raccoons.
In Shen Baiwei’s perception, Calamity was like a friend who switches girlfriends weekly, someone who dances on the line.
It’s simply unbearable to watch!
The current situation was evidently that Calamity had come to Yumen Pass and had set its sights on the current leader of the Yumen Sands Sea Branch. However, there seemed to have been an operational mishap that led to his failed attempt to flirt, resulting in some undisclosed emotional entanglement.
To evade facing this emotional entanglement directly, Calamity chose to use her as a shield.
Shen Baiwei was reasoning through her analysis when Lu Xianbei suddenly lightly pushed her forward, interrupting her thoughts.
“What are you dawdling for? Let’s go!”
Shen Baiwei, “…”
In the silence, she rolled her eyes inwardly at Calamity before stepping forward.
There was no choice; one must obey under the eaves…
At least until Calamity made contact with the past.
And besides, this wasn’t a big deal; it was definitely gentler than the attitude and tactics of those in the Solar Eclipse Society’s Thetis Experiment.
After taking a few steps, she abruptly sensed that Calamity had halted and discreetly looked back, only to see Calamity returning, standing in front of Nanling Yaohua.
Upon seeing Lu Xianbei leading Shen Baiwei away, Nanling Yaohua had initially thought that Lu Xianbei was going to flee again.
However, just as she was preparing to call out to Lu Xianbei, she saw Lu Xianbei seemingly predicting her actions. Lu Xianbei suddenly stopped, sidestepping to stand in front of her with a serious yet gentle expression, placing her hands on her shoulders with familiar warmth.
In fact, Lu Xianbei had indeed predicted Nanling Yaohua’s actions, and she had been waiting for this moment.
What she desired was to effect a psychological shift in Nanling Yaohua from thinking “She just left?” to “Oh, she actually cares about me!”
“Xiao Hua, I… hey!”
Caught in a gaze so close, Lu Xianbei could even smell the special fragrance emanating from her breath.
Suddenly, Nanling Yaohua felt a bit shy, her cheeks flushing slightly. By instinct, she shifted back a little. “You, you can just say what you need; don’t stand too close.”
“Alright.” Lu Xianbei agreed, stepping back a tad, and said earnestly, “I know you have many questions for me, but can you wait a bit? I think now is not the right time…”
“There’s still a lot we need to do in Yumen Pass, right? Once we complete those tasks and leave Yumen Pass, I’ll tell you all the answers to your questions, alright?”
This line sounded rather familiar, didn’t it?
Yes!
This was almost the same exact phrase Proxy Player Sister had said to Lu Xianbei.
When Proxy Player Sister had said it, she hadn’t noticed anything wrong, but in a moment of panic, this conversation flashed through her mind, and she realized how applicable it was at this moment.
All the answers to her questions? Nanling Yaohua was momentarily stunned, her hands clenched slightly, then she nodded, “Okay.”
Seeing that Nanling Yaohua nodded in agreement, Lu Xianbei turned around and nudged Shen Baiwei, “Let’s go, let’s go, stop looking; our business isn’t over yet!”
Saying this, she led Shen Baiwei into a nearby room.
Tch! Scumbag… Shen Baiwei mentally cursed, rolling her eyes strongly.
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“Name?”
“Shen Baiwei.”
“What’s your temperature?”
“Twenty…” Shen Baiwei opened her mouth, noting a puzzled expression on her face as she glanced at Lu Xianbei, asking, “Wait, shouldn’t that question be about age?”
What’s this temperature nonsense?
This question reminded her of the many years ago during the global viral outbreak, when entering public places someone would always point a temperature g*n at them to check their body temperature.
“Are you asking the questions or am I?” Lu Xianbei lifted her chin slightly, tapping the table, “Hurry up and tell me, what’s your glasses prescription?”
“…” Shen Baiwei fell silent for a few seconds, then helplessly replied, “Left eye 750, right eye 800.”
Just as she finished speaking, the world before her suddenly descended into a blur.
Her glasses had been removed.
And the only person present was Calamity, which undoubtedly meant that Calamity was behind it.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
In sudden disarray, Shen Baiwei instinctively reached out to fumble forward.
For someone with severe myopia who had been wearing glasses for ten years, not having her glasses felt utterly unsafe.
“What am I doing!” Lu Xianbei rolled her eyes and said, “Just temporarily keeping your glasses safe. Now, sit back down; we’ll continue the questioning.”
The enchantment ability of the Witch didn’t typically work on higher-level spiritual ability users unless she made direct eye contact with the target.
Heaven knows if this girl named Shen Baiwei’s glasses are some kind of spirit energy item, so it was better to remove them for safety.
“You better confess what you’ve been up to in the Miracle Cult.”
“…” Shen Baiwei watched the blurred figure before her, taking several deep breaths to rationally convince herself not to get into a dispute with Calamity.
“I don’t know anything; I’m just a temp worker.”
Her aspiration could only be realized with the brilliance of the First Generation Miracle Saint awakening, and there’s no way she would reveal her experiences in the Miracle Cult to Calamity.
Not even torture would make her!
“Oh?” Lu Xianbei tilted her head, pondering, and after a few seconds of contemplation, she spoke up, “So, that means you’re not a fervent believer of the Miracle Cult?”
“Not at all.” Shen Baiwei answered confidently.
“Then would you be interested in reforming and joining the Siye Society?” Lu Xianbei asked.
“Absolutely not.” Shen Baiwei shook her head.
Are you joking? You, a mole infiltrated within the Siye Society, have the audacity to invite others to join?
You might as well ask them to join the wanted list instead!
“Hold on, don’t be too quick to refuse!” Lu Xianbei’s tone suddenly softened significantly, “You can bring up any conditions you have; within the scope of my official capacity, I’ll do my utmost to meet them.”
“For example… what materials do you lack for spirit patterns advancement? Or what troubles are you facing in romance?”
Shen Baiwei, “…”
What’s the connection between these two?
Isn’t Calamity most concerned with the information regarding that woman named Jiang Li and the movements of the Miracle Cult?
Why has she been deliberately beating around the bush?
Lost in thought, Shen Baiwei suddenly felt slightly dizzy, likely from the sudden adjustment to not wearing her glasses.
“Oh, right! I could even send you to Dachunyang Palace for further education. To be honest, I’m quite friendly with the head of Dachunyang Palace.”
“If Dachunyang Palace doesn’t accept you, then there’s still…”
“…”
While Lu Xianbei continued her chatter, Shen Baiwei could no longer hear what she was saying. As the dizziness intensified, she began experiencing symptoms of tinnitus, the light in her field of vision flickering like a malfunctioning lamp, with the frequency of the flickering increasing rapidly.
Her eyelids became heavier, as though she was about to fall asleep.
Wait, something’s off! Even if I’m struggling to adapt without my glasses, I shouldn’t be having such a significant reaction… In her hazy mind, that thought crossed Shen Baiwei’s mind.
Just then, the sound of Calamity’s voice suddenly became clear to her.
“So… what’s your purpose in approaching me?” Lu Xianbei asked.
Shen Baiwei, “…”
