The woman's tone was somewhat girlish and she seemed to be complaining that Zhao Guangming was too cruel.
The ghostly man didn't say anything, he just drew the knife again, and something flew out from under the torn coat, like a living thing.
They were several black crows that moved lightly. The lines of each feather were clearly visible, and there was an inaudible sound of metal friction when the wings flapped.
They are mechanical creations, and they carry a strange smell of pollution.
People who have participated in the Dawn Project will find it difficult to adapt to the Kaitan equipment. Even if Zhao Guangming is extremely talented, he will inevitably be affected.
However, if it is an item specially made by the R&D Department, this restraint can still be loosened a little.
The crows opened their beaks and made weird gear grinding sounds, seemingly imitating the calls of real birds.
The jet-black feathers exude a metallic luster, making people unable to help but think about its complex mechanical structure.
They are strange equipment that belongs exclusively to Zhao Guangming.
m-09-27—Raven.
"Is this for me?"
“…”
Zhao Guangming didn't answer. He turned over and jumped back expressionlessly, put his finger to his mouth and blew heavily.
A loud whistle sounded, and the crows howled as if responding to an order, revealing their wings and claws that shone with a faint cold light, and kept circling around the woman.
The next second, their eye sockets emblazoned with unknown objects emitted a scarlet light, as if something had been awakened.
Scarlet rays of light intertwined into a giant net, bringing with them bursts of wind and blood.
Like rapidly circling sharp blades, they completed nearly a thousand cuts in an instant, and even the amber light curtain showed slight cracks.
With this level of destructive power, even a truck would be torn into pieces, but the woman was not even injured.
"What an unlovable little thing."
There was a bit of complaint in her tone, as if she was blaming Zhao Guangming for giving a gift that was not suitable for her.
The slender white arm shook, and the wound on it had healed.
"But I like everything you give me."
The woman paused, then tilted her head and looked at Zhao Guangming, her tone full of liveliness and playfulness.
She waved her hand, and several sharp amber rays of light shot out, grazing the corners of Zhao Guangming's clothes and sinking deeply into the ground.
“…”
Zhao Guangming didn't say anything, he just whistled again and attacked the woman with the raven.
"This is not a gift. This is to send the other person to heaven."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people fighting together.
Zhao Guangming was not dazzled by hatred, but was extremely calm, which was somewhat unexpected.
But it is reasonable. After all, a genius who is rare in a century cannot be the kind of reckless man who attacks his enemies when he sees them.
But this does not mean that Wang Jin can sit back and relax.
The current situation seemed evenly matched, simply because the woman didn't want to take action.
She seemed to enjoy the reunion with Zhao Guangming, and even actively cooperated with the middle-aged man's attack, as if she was dancing.
"Ah, that was actually the case back then."
Han Dong coughed lightly and took over the conversation.
"It was Lao Zhao who Liuli approached on his own initiative."
"That woman's name is Liuli?"
Wang Jin glanced at the woman whose face he couldn't see clearly, and her expression was a little complicated.
The pollution on his body has begun to slowly dissipate, and the scene he sees is gradually returning to normal.
Perhaps it was thanks to this state between madness and normality that he saw the woman's face.
Although he couldn't see clearly due to the light, he always felt familiar.
"Ah, a once-in-a-century genius meets an incredible woman. What a cliché plot."
Wang Jin didn't think too much. He just grinned.
I didn't expect that Zhao Guangming would have such an idol drama-like story when he was young. It's really staggering.
"It's obviously very touching."
The little fox jumped, looking unconvinced.
"That's right, that's right."
Li Hui nodded invisibly, her eyes evasive like a deer's, as if she had thought of something.
"cough."
Leonard felt that he should express his opinion, but he was not very good at this and really didn't know what to say, so he had to cough twice to show that he was listening carefully.
"Idol drama... It would be great if the story really develops like that."
Han Dong sighed and looked at Zhao Guangming with somewhat complicated emotions, seeming to sympathize with this old friend.
Wang Jin stared at Han Dong's face, trying to discern something from it.
The middle-aged man felt uncomfortable being looked at. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly asked.
"The blessing of Liuli will spread between humans and the unclean ones. Do you know what this means?"
"It represents extreme instability."
Wang Jin answered without any hesitation. He discovered the problem as early as when Han Dong started speaking.
Han Dong nodded, with words like "You guessed it yourself and it has nothing to do with me" written all over his face.
"Ha, confidentiality agreement?"
Wang Jin smiled, and then began to reason after Han Dong's words.
"The blessing of strange stories is bound to be accompanied by pain and pollution. Even normal people have a hard time surviving it, let alone those unclean people who are already prone to falling into madness."
"Maybe it's a blessing in name, but it's really a strange plague."
"There are smart people in the bureau, so we can't just let it go."
"Since things have changed, I guess Liuli's blessing must not be that simple, right?"
Wang Jin shook his head and continued to look at Han Dong.
"You kid, learn from it."
Han Dong gave Leonard a backhand and pointed at Wang Jin.
This young man could deduce the dangers of blessing, the position of the governing bureau, and guess the subsequent development from a simple sentence.
This age and this scheming are simply terrifying.
Of course, this strengthened Han Dong's determination to poach Wang Jin.
"Listen carefully, you can guess what you say next and it has nothing to do with me."
As if knowing that he couldn't hide it from Wang Jin, Han Dong shrugged his shoulders and continued with a rich voice.
"Liu Li is good-looking and has a good personality. She is also able to move around freely in the command bureau."
"If it's just a simple ghost talk about the plague, it's okay. If things go bad, it's another effect of the blessing."
"The blessed person will completely lose consciousness and become her believer."
Han Dong sighed, with deep regret in his eyes.
"This is too dangerous, so the command bureau cannot keep her."
"So Liuli escaped and then activated her ability,"
"Everyone knew each other well at that time. We ate, drank, chatted and spanked every day, and soon the humble blessing spread."
"In addition, Liuli pestered Zhao Guangming all day long, and that blessing directly infected most of the suppression staff through him."
"This is why our generation is accustomed to fighting alone, because we have suffered losses."
The middle-aged man shook his head, his tone indescribably lonely.
"Old Zhao was participating in the Dawn Project at that time, and his resistance was very high, so he was fine."
"I have a habit of wearing ice armor anytime and anywhere, and I escaped with my life."