Although he is not 100% sure, Yu Zhesen strongly suspects that the attacker is hiding in the cat's body and talking to him.
When he saw the cat at the bottom of the corridor for the first time, he had an intuition that something was not right, but he was distracted by Wu Xiaoming at the time and did not think too much about it.
"What should I do to save her?" He slowly approached the balcony and asked those bright cat eyes.
"It's very simple. As long as you hand over 'Yan', I will let her go."
"It turns out he's from the Guilin sect." Yu Zhesen understood. He looked back at Wu Xiaoming and said, "It's a pity that I don't know where the boy is. You have to ask her. Of course she can't speak when she's injured like this.
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The civet cat on the balcony guardrail walked back and forth a few steps.
After a few seconds, it stopped and looked at Yu Zhesen again.
"Okay, I can temporarily alleviate her pain." The deep female voice agreed.
Yu Zhesen retreated to the living room and left the balcony door open. The tabby cat immediately jumped off the guardrail and walked in gracefully from the outside.
It jumped on the coffee table in front of the sofa and sat in front of Wu Xiaoming.
"If you want to live, tell me now, where did you hide our 'Xiaoyan'?"
Wu Xiaoming's face softened slightly, and she lowered her hand covering her mouth, her palms filled with sticky blood.
"So 'Xiaoyan'...is Boy's name?"
"That's just a code name. It doesn't matter what his name is. What's important is that he belongs to the cult and to the returning God. You dare to steal God's children, so God will punish you."
The low female voice muttered in a divine way: "The returning God promises his believers supreme honor. Anyone who blasphemes God will suffer the pain of boiling blood and piercing the intestines. Anyone who disobeys us will be turned into dust."
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"The returning God is irreversible, but God is also tolerant of those who repent."
"Return the child of God to those who believe in God, and you will be saved."
Wu Xiaoming narrowed his eyes contemptuously and looked at the civet cat in front of him, sneered, and asked sarcastically: "Has your god ever seen a 'mother' who betrayed her children?"
"Of course God has seen it." The tabby cat sitting in front of her licked its paws, "In this blasphemous land full of hypocrisy and desire you live in, gold and blood flow in the same rancid river, betraying yourself
How can there be less mothers of children?"
"Don't say such pretentious words... Thousands of people live in the world, and good and evil are often just temporary thoughts... It's not like you deliberately creating terror and death."
"Shh, God knows everything, and God is also watching you." The civet cat narrowed its eyes and yawned.
The next second, the deep female voice said in a joking tone: "Didn't your mother once want to use her children to become a member of the upper class?"
"My mother, she..."
"Isn't it? Trying to challenge the authority of the mistress with the children who inherit the master's bloodline, she has treated you as weapons from the beginning and tied you to her chariot."
"Why do you know my life experience..." What Wu Xiaoming cares about is not how she used the past to humiliate herself. What she cares about is how her life experience, which should be top secret, was known to an Adventist Christian?
Is there really an omniscient God in this world?
Yu Zhesen, who was always paying attention to Wu Xiaoming's expression, understood her inner wavering, quickly walked to her side, and put his hand gently on her shoulder.
"Don't be stupid. If their gods really knew everything, would they still need to ask you about Boy's whereabouts?"
Wu Xiaoming was stunned for a moment. She was confused by the authorities. She was surprised that she was so disturbed by the other party's pretentious words that she didn't notice such an obvious flaw.
Yu Zhesen continued: "I just went to your room to get you tissues and saw an old diary on the bedside table. I guess you not only wrote a diary in it, but also memories of that past, right?"
Wu Xiaoming suddenly realized it, and the eyes of the civet cat in front of him returned to indifference: "So it turns out that God's ability is to peek into the privacy of other people's diaries?"
The civet cat opened its mouth and let out a threatening growl.
Wu Xiaoming instantly felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and blood spurted out from his mouth again.
"Pay attention to your attitude, don't forget that your life is still in my hands!"
Wu Xiaoming covered his mouth with one hand and lay on the coffee table, stretching out his other hand to catch the civet cat.
The civet cat jumped quickly and landed on the other edge of the coffee table, wagging its tail contemptuously.
"This must not be her true body." Yu Zhesen has been observing the cat for a long time.
Wu Xiaoming's expression looked very uncomfortable. She no longer had the strength to support herself, so she could only lie down on the coffee table and look sideways at Yu Zhesen and the cat.
For a moment, she seemed to be distracted for a moment, and the scene in front of her was blurry. When her vision refocused, she was surprised to find that Yu Zhesen had already grasped the scruff of the cat's neck and lifted it up in the air.
The civet cat whose neck was pinched had a sluggish expression, and its limbs were raised in the air motionless.
Yu Zhesen groped under the cat's neck hair and pulled out a thin silver thread.
There is a small metal ball strung in the middle of the silver wire, which looks like a machine with both remote radio and sound transmission functions.
Yu Zhesen took off the small metal ball strung on the silver wire, held it in front of him and said: "People who promote theism are either stupid or bad, and people who devoutly believe in God are ignorant. And you are using the achievements of technological development while pretending to be pious.
The way he confuses others is bad from head to toe."
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he crushed the small metal ball.
At the same time, as the silver thread was pulled away from the body, the expression of the civet cat changed slightly.
It seemed that it suddenly realized that it was being caught by an unknown person in a strange environment, and it made a frightened meowing sound.
Yu Zhesen put the cat on the ground, and the little thing instantly rushed to the balcony like an orange rocket.
Under Wu Xiaoming's puzzled gaze, Yu Zhesen held the silver silk thread about 20 centimeters long with his index finger and thumb, and raised his hand close to the light.
"It's like raw silk from a cicada chrysalis." He blew gently, and the silver thread swayed softly.
The next second, the silver thread was like a snake being lifted upside down by its tail. It curled up and raised its head from below, stabbing the back of Yu Zhesen's hand.
Yu Zhesen didn't react at all and deliberately let it stab the back of his hand.
A round drop of blood appeared on the back of his hand, and the silver thread plunged into his skin, twisting and trying to get in.
Yu Zhesen frowned slightly, and the high temperature of the partially stimulated steel flame instantly caused the entire length of silver wire to turn into ashes.
There was a special smell of burnt protein in the air, which made him more certain that the silver thread came from some kind of creature.
"Yu Zhesen..." Wu Xiaoming made a weak cry.
Yu Zhesen knelt down next to her and held the hand she extended to him.
"Help me fulfill the boss's wish...will you?"
"Stop talking." Yu Zhesen raised his index finger and said, "You won't die."
Wu Xiaoming opened his eyes wide, but the pain on his face did not ease.
She murmured: "It's too late to find Boy now... I don't have the strength to perform teleportation again..."
"The other party's ability should be to use that strange silver thread to control creatures. You may have been tricked in the corridor where the light was not very bright." Yu Zhesen explained to her what he had thought of, "The one who controlled the cat just now
The silver wire has not completely entered its body because it is responsible for carrying the small mechanical ball that communicates with us, but you have already..."
He didn't finish his words, but Wu Xiaoming already understood. She nodded to Yu Zhesen with difficulty, and a silver thread might have sneaked into her body unknowingly.
She could feel the severe colic in her stomach and intestines. She also saw the silver wire piercing the back of Yu Zhisen's hand. At this time, she could completely imagine that the other party was manipulating the silver wire to pierce and destroy her body wantonly.
Scenario.
"Please bear with me, this is my first time trying this ability." Yu Zhesen said as he picked up her body lying on the coffee table and laid her flat on the sofa.
Wu Xiaoming felt him take away the hand covering his abdomen.
Then, Yu Zhesen unbuttoned her suit jacket and lifted up her shirt.
"Wow...cough...cough..."
"Don't scream, I'm already very nervous."
Yu Zhesen placed his palm on her smooth lower abdomen, and the warmth from his palm slightly alleviated her pain.
Shi Xin's shadow appeared next to Yu Zhesen, and he made the same move as him, putting his hand on Wu Xiaoming's abdomen: "How dare you think about using her blood to cast the 'Water Mold', it's a little bit...
A mistake could damage the blood vessels and arteries in her internal organs."
Sweat broke out on Yu Zhesen's forehead: "So I need your help, Shi Xin, you can see the results predicted by the law of cause and effect, and your calculations are more precise than a supercomputer."
"Here...catch it." Shi Xin said sternly, her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Wu Xiaoming's skin and directly see the organs in her body.
The accumulated blood in the intestines and stomach wrapped around the thin silver wire under the control of the "Water Mold", holding it firmly in place.
"Hold her up." Shi Xin instructed.
Yu Zhesen immediately went around to the other side, put his arm under Wu Xiaoming's neck and helped her up.
"Wait, I want to vomit...I..."
In the middle of Wu Xiaoming's words, a ball of coagulated blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.
The blood clots were mixed with her saliva and gastric juices, and most of them were stuck on Yu Zhesen's clothes.
Yu Zhesen expressionlessly grabbed the silver thread that was twisting and struggling like a bug in the blood clot, and started the steel fire again to wipe it out.
Wu Xiaoming's complexion improved slightly, and she felt that the pain in her body had weakened.
"'Water Mold' can temporarily stop your bleeding, but it won't help treat your injury. Going to the hospital to see the internal medicine department and receive normal treatment will delay tomorrow's business. I guess you are not willing to do it. Why don't I take you to see Boy
?" Yu Zhesen asked for her opinion.
"No...their target is...Boy, we...haven't solved the control line...that guy."
Yu Zhesen's original intention was to lure out the enemy hiding in the dark and kill him on the way to where Boy was, but at this time it was difficult to explain to Wu Xiaoming openly.
Although he destroyed the micro communicator carried by the civet cat, he could not guarantee whether there were other monitoring devices installed in Wu Xiaoming's residence.
Judging from the way the other party is here to ambush them tonight, this house is probably under surveillance.
"I seem to feel better."
Wu Xiaoming sat upright and couldn't help but look ashamed when he saw that Yu Zhesen's clothes were stained by him.
She also realized that this place was no longer safe. After resting for a short while, she motioned for Yu Zhesen to come closer to her.
"I'll take you to find Boy." She gasped slightly and said, "Stay closer to me."
Yu Zhesen knew that she was going to activate her powers, and he was worried about her condition: "Can you still do it?"
Wu Xiaoming forced a smile, grabbed his arm with one hand and squeezed a fist with the other to initiate teleportation: "I'm not that weak."
Yu Zhesen was secretly vigilant about his surroundings. He quietly activated the active law of causality prediction, hoping that the enemy who might be lurking in the dark would show up to stop them from leaving.
However, until Wu Xiaoming took him through the space rift, there was no abnormal movement around him.
The cross-shaped black crack closed and disappeared in the living room, and the light was on in the empty room.
A few minutes later.
"Hey-"
A pair of black leather boots stepped in from the balcony door, and a slender figure with shawl long hair held the sluggish tabby cat in his arms, close to his bulging chest.
She gently scratched the cat's head, and silver threads extended from under her purple-red nails painted with shiny crystal powder, and nimbly penetrated into the back of the cat's neck.
"That guy was so careless, didn't he hurt you? Little cutie. I was really worried about you just now."
"Steel Burning and Water Mold, he not only possesses these two powers at the same time, but his control over the abilities is also at its peak."
"If it were a head-to-head confrontation, he would probably have a hundred ways to kill me, right?"
"No wonder Teacher Friedheim said that he is an invincible person..."
She stroked the orange-yellow head of the civet cat and whispered: "If such a person could become our companion, how safe would it be? Are you right, little cutie?"
The tabby cat in the woman's arms struggled uneasily, and suddenly raised its paws to scratch the back of her hand.
"Haha, what a naughty little kitten. It seems that we haven't established a friendly relationship yet." She didn't seem to care about the red marks on the back of her hand, lowering her head and rubbing her cheek against the civet cat.
Then, she held the cat's two forelimbs under the armpits with both hands and lifted it up: "Should I take you home? Next, let's cultivate our relationship. I believe that as long as we invest time and energy, we will be able to cultivate it."
The flower of friendship. So let us become friends first and then go to him."
"Meow..." The civet cat made a meow with a hint of compromise.
"Do you agree? Great! By the way, a local cat like you shouldn't be very delicate, right?"
She laughed happily and said with some disappointment: "Because I can't contact the sect for the time being, and my salary is very low, I can't afford to buy good cat food for you."
The silver thread completely submerged into the body of the civet cat. It jumped on the woman's shoulder and took the initiative to reach out and rub its head against her cheek.