Chapter 334: Short Sword
"Are you feeling unwell, kid?"
A pleasant voice came from under the beak mask, and the epidemic doctor took out the scalpel from the suitcase.
"Ahem, no."
Wang Jin scratched his head and showed an embarrassed smile.
"I want you to help me look at this."
After hesitating for a moment, the young man took out something dark from his arms.
It was a short sword that devoured flesh and blood.
Different from the mysterious silver appearance at the beginning, now it is dark and full of cracks, like a piece of scrap metal.
But the slowly undulating blood-red stripes under the crack exuded a much more terrifying aura than before, as if it were alive.
It absorbed the flesh and blood of the feast, and was tempered by the breath of the ancient god.
Wang Jin didn't know how to evaluate the changes in this thing, so he came to the epidemic doctor for help.
"This thing is very complicated. I can't figure it out on my own."
Doctor Beak adjusted the wide-brimmed hat on his head and withdrew the scalpel with some regret.
"Yes, I am the director of the R&D department, but I am not omnipotent."
"The living thing belongs to me, and the metal belongs to that crazy woman."
The epidemic doctor pointed to the woman wearing a white coat and pushed Wang Jin over.
"Get rid of her first, then everything will be easier for me to talk to."
As if feeling some uneasiness in his conscience, the epidemic doctor turned to look at Wang Jin before leaving.
"That woman is a little strange, so be careful."
"ha?"
Before Wang Jin understood the situation, his eyes were firmly attracted.
There's nothing I can do about it, her breasts are just too exaggerated.
"Isn't this our new star in the world of ghost stories?"
Seemingly noticing Wang Jin, the woman raised her head with a smile, revealing a face with a hint of charm.
The slightly curved hair hangs down gently, exuding a light burgundy color under the fluorescent lamp.
Thin-framed glasses of the same color are placed on the delicate bridge of the nose, echoing those captivating eyes.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her soft voice was enough to drive people crazy.
"My name is You Rong, deputy director of the R&D Department."
"Brother Wang Jin, do you want to join our department...or do you just want to come and see me?"
"Ahem."
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, and then spoke with some embarrassment.
"I want you to show me this."
After forcing himself to calm down, the young man handed over the already-shabby dagger.
"Oh, it's the secret ritual technology of the governing bureau."
You Rong raised his eyebrows, and his tone instantly returned to normal.
When it comes to her related fields, she seems to have changed into a professional and reliable person.
"No...it's more than that."
As she spoke, she gently fiddled with the thin-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.
A faint trace of pollution flashed through, and complex inscriptions began to flow on the glasses.
Only then did Wang Jin realize that it was also an item suspected of being a secret ritual.
"They told you this thing was a by-product of the Arcana?"
After studying it carefully for a moment, the woman looked at Wang Jin with interest.
"That's right."
The latter nodded and answered truthfully.
"Those people lied to you."
You Rong shook his head and dismissed the conclusion given by the command bureau in an understatement.
"Even if it's a little weak, this thing is a serious secret ritual."
"The governing bureau probably said this because they were afraid of the negative impact of sending two secret rituals at the same time."
The woman put the dagger on the table and looked up at the young man in front of her.
"In other words, our little Wang Jin has found a treasure."
"Ahem...that's pretty good too."
Wang Jin blushed and looked away.
"It seems that you have no idea what the secret ritual is."
You Rong sighed, like the helpless big sister next door.
"Think about it, is the company's standard ghost blowing lamp a secret ritual?"
"no?"
Wang Jin took out a lighter from his pocket and tentatively answered.
“Awesome.”
The woman touched Wang Jin's head and sounded like she was praising the child.
"The company's equipment is composed of weird stories plus technology."
"In other words, there is definitely a part of our stuff that contains ghost stories."
"Maybe it's flesh, maybe it's bones, maybe it's blood."
"They are what really react. Machinery just makes the reaction stable and controllable."
The woman took the lighter from Wang Jin's hand and disassembled it into a pile of parts within a few seconds.
"The essence of the ghost story is an oil lamp that will never go out, and these fuels are its lamp oil."
"This is a secret, don't tell others."
After tapping Wang Jin's nose lightly, You Rong continued to speak.
"As for the technology of the secret ritual...it's very interesting."
"All the weird stories contained by the bureau are extremely high-risk. They can't do experiments like us."
"So what those people are looking for is the perfect combination of pollution and things."
"What's going on?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and repeated in a low voice.
The first time he heard this word was from Xingkong's mouth. The illusory man said...
The strange talk card is the embodiment of the situation.
"You should also have discovered that most of the names of the secret rituals come from books or other things that people are familiar with."
"This is more complicated..."
You Rong stretched, and the softness on his chest shook again.
"However, the secret rituals have a common feature. They will become less laborious due to the user's proficiency."
"As for that little thing on your wrist, it should look like this too."
"Sister, I can't say much, I can only tell you this."
The woman's serious tone suddenly stopped, and her eyes suddenly turned malicious.
"You have learned so much from me...how do you plan to repay me?"
He stretched out his hand and gently drew circles on Wang Jin's chest. The woman's warm breath continued to stimulate the young man's nerves.
"Would you like to take your sister home after get off work? Or maybe it's okay for your sister to take you home?"
"Ahem, it's better to say goodbye."
Wang Jin's face turned red and his eyes became wandering.
How could he, an innocent seventeen-year-old boy, have ever experienced this?
"That's going to be difficult... Logically speaking, you should hand this thing to the company."
You Rong shook the short knife in his hand and smiled slyly.
"Why don't you join the R&D department, or give me a reason to help you?"
"This...I really do have it."
The young man scratched his head and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He regained his original composure again.
"The secret technology should be kept secret, and from the beginning I felt like I had seen you somewhere."
Wang Jin looked at You Rong, who looked back not to be outdone.
"Sister, you don't want everyone to know about your relationship with the director of the command bureau, right?"
The young man spread his hands and said with a smile.
This woman's eyebrows are very similar to the director's, and even her frivolous behavior cannot conceal the scholarly aura she occasionally exudes.
Of course, Wang Jin actually had no key evidence, so he only said that the two were related.
"you…"
You Rong's beautiful eyes widened, and her chest heaved slightly in surprise.
This chapter has been completed!