Chapter 1552 - 1547: Finger Ball

Chapter 1552: Chapter 1547: Finger Ball

As the saying goes, "To do a good job, one must first sharpen one’s tools."

With a laboratory upgrade plan just implemented, such a good opportunity presented itself. There was no reason not to take advantage of it.

Ah?

Although it seemed that Li Weixuan clearly didn’t expect this kind of hardware support.

However, his surprise lasted only a moment. He quickly laughed heartily, surveying his surroundings.

"Professor Fu, this place is indeed somewhat spacious. I’ll make sure they provide everything needed."

Li Weixuan was also quite generous in accommodating such a small request.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Once the matter was settled, he didn’t linger, nodding to Fu Qian in farewell.

The initial frequent interactions with this newly promoted demigod of the Academy were not exactly pleasant, and there was even a minor conflict.

The latter’s overly decisive and ruthless methods indeed left a deep impression, having executed both students and instructors on more than one occasion.

Moreover, the malicious abduction of future stars caused quite a bit of internal dissent within the Swordsmanship Department.

But those were just superficial appearances. Li Weixuan knew well that fundamentally, this person had, on multiple critical occasions, turned the tide and minimized losses for the Academy, actions that far exceeded the responsibilities of the Punishment Department.

He even eventually became the Academy’s newest demigod.

Perhaps there were some secrets, but how many high-level extraordinaries have no secrets?

This time, facing what could be considered a slight bother that came to the door unannounced, and despite multiple declarations that he could refuse, this person’s attitude had already explained a lot.

President Cass’s judgment is indeed trustworthy!

...

I wonder what Director Li would think if he knew his demigod’s final step to ascension was kicked back by me.

Watching Li Weixuan leave satisfied, Fu Qian couldn’t help but imagine.

Although the Academy, even in its declining state, was no match for this person’s strength, being considered as the ideal candidate for the next director was clearly justified.

Mr. Li Sr.’s family taught him well, though his retirement was a bit too swift.

Recalling a recent banquet with an old friend from the former Royal Family, Fu Qian suddenly found himself more curious about the tragic incident that had heavily damaged the Academy in the past.

"Professor Fu, the items are here."

And true to his words, not long after Li Weixuan left, another visitor arrived.

This time, there were quite a few people.

Besides Chang Mo, who immediately handed over something resembling a jewelry box, another unfamiliar face with a ranking not much different from hers greeted with respect. It seemed this was someone sent by Yuan Fang to assist.

Crucially, besides the two of them, Ji Liushuang, who had recently been dedicated to his studies at the Academy, was also present.

"Thank you... why did you come along?"

Politely expressing his gratitude, Fu Qian took the box from Chang Mo’s hand but didn’t open it immediately, looking at Ji Liu with confusion.

"I asked her to come."

Before the laboratory assistant could speak, Chang Mo had already responded first.

"Upon hearing from Director Li that you required some equipment support, I thought it would be convenient for Liushuang, as a laboratory assistant, to come along and record the details."

"Makes sense."

Though Chang Mo’s face showed no emotion as she spoke, it didn’t prevent Fu Qian from agreeing with her thoughtful idea.

"Let’s talk about your current progress first."

Fu Qian didn’t rush to make material requests but directly suggested discussing the main issue.

...

"It seems the Night Watchman’s speculation is correct; this item indeed shares a similar nature to the ’invitation’ mentioned by those victims."

The topic quickly shifted to the main subject. Confronting Fu Qian’s professional approach, Chang Mo wasted no time, reaching out to open the jewelry box.

Inside the not-so-large space, there was only a white-glowing sphere.

And just as Li Weixuan had described, its surface wasn’t smooth. Thin and long structures resembling finger bones were cast together like melted wax.

Despite this, gaps remained between the intersections, giving it a highly layered look, like an alternative ghost artisan ball.

It didn’t appear eerie; instead, it exuded a unique sense of purity.

Of course, this wasn’t the only association.

At the same time, an image of the state displayed by Ian, lying on the floor after having his head blasted, appeared in Fu Qian’s mind—a web-like structure, not smooth, layered.

A curious resonance was present.

"According to the Night Watchman, this item was seized at a gathering themed ’Return to Chastity,’ and its owner claimed it could restore a person’s childlike purity."

Chang Mo quickly outlined the information she had.

"Unfortunately, a girl’s father, after investing heavily, discovered it was ineffective and, in anger, reported it."

"After acquiring it, I attempted to have more than one ’invitation’ victim interact with it and finally observed some special changes—the incurability among that group seemed to show improvement."

Oh?

Chang Mo’s words naturally reminded Fu Qian of the people at the masked ball, especially the organizer Old Master Qiao.

That group of people’s living desires induced by Ian had fundamentally taken on an independent existence, no longer merely subordinate to the self.

In more severe cases, it’s no wonder they seemed beyond help.

Now, hearing Chang Mo’s statement, this item, even ineffective for some regular people, seemed to have a certain effect on these desires existing a dimension higher?

It’s somewhat miraculous.

After all, the item’s ranking wasn’t considered high.

"But that’s the extent of it—its effects are seemingly insufficient to truly heal them, and no other changes have been detected."

As Chang Mo spoke, she handed over a stack of documents.

"These contain the specific records, for your reference."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Fu Qian reached out to take them, casually flipping through and feeling the dedication in this work.

For this matter, Chang Mo clearly handled it with utmost seriousness.

The more so, being forced to transfer the responsibility near completion, the more likely negative emotions would arise.

"I wonder what you might need?"

Despite having lukewarm impressions of the person before her, especially due to Ji Liushuang’s involvement, even Chang Mo had to admit that for a demigod, this one was remarkably approachable.

Quickly reining in a hint of displeasure, she seriously asked.

"There might be quite a few things; Liushuang, please help record them."

Fu Qian responded with apparent satisfaction, gesturing towards Ji Liushuang.

...

Are you setting up a laboratory or a hotel?

Is there a single legitimate item here?

Moments later, listening to the series of requests he made, Chang Mo, whose impression had slightly changed, was now dumbfounded.

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