The inspection didn't take any time, and Hitzfeld opened his eyes after a while.
"How is it?" Blood Crystal Crow was a little curious, "Is everything okay?"
"That's not a problem..."
There was nothing to hide about this matter. Hitzfeld told the other party his thoughts and concerns, and added at the end: "But it is precisely because there is no problem that I am uneasy."
Everything was normal, the fetus and mother were both as healthy as could be. There was no sign of the cold that Sixus had mentioned.
But sometimes having no problems can be frightening. Hitzfeld thinks it would be better if there were some minor problems for her to take care of and repair, so that she can look like a human being...
"That's understandable." Blood Crystal Crow rested his chin in thought. "After all, you are already in the process of sublimation. Your life level is very different from before. The blood source secret technique that applies to the Imaar family may no longer have the same effect on you."
"What will happen to me?" That's all Hitzfeld cared about.
"Is that what you saw?" The crow spread its wings. "The fetus is developing slowly. Perhaps it will take until you have truly completed the sublimation of your life level before it can resume its normal growth rate."
Then we have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?
Hitzfeld's eyes widened.
If it is a normal delivery... although I have been dreading that day, at least it will only be uncomfortable for a while, and it will be over after I can get through this year.
But if according to Ms. Yusilian's analysis, if I can't become a god, then I can't... Then won't I have to endure this state for a long time?
"So you have to work hard." Crow tilted his head and glared at her.
"What do you mean by ten or eight years... I don't understand why you are worried about this?"
"Isn't the hidden danger period only two and a half years? After two and a half years, the movements of the mother tree can no longer be concealed. If you can't complete the sublimation within two and a half years, you will die. Why are you still thinking about these things?"
…she’s right.
Hitzfeld was awakened by her and realized that he was thinking too much.
All I can say is that she has little experience after all, so it is inevitable that she would make such a mistake.
The next day, Hitzfeld changed into a solemn black dress, still dressed in black socks, black gloves, black boots, hat, and veil, tied her gray hair behind her head, and picked up her suitcase to go to the station.
She was now of high status, and Wayne had a special agent responsible for receiving her. After she got off the car, those people found that she was still wearing a white rose on her chest, which was usually a gesture to commemorate the dead.
They looked at each other, not daring to ask for details. They were just more careful when helping her carry the suitcase and opening the car door.
"Let's go to your headquarters first. I have something to discuss with your director."
After giving the instructions, pull up the partition and the back seat becomes a sealed space.
Not to mention complete sound insulation, but if you speak a little quieter, the people in the front seat won't be able to hear it.
"You miss your sweetheart so much?"
The blood crystal crow transformed back from her hair accessory, landed on her legs and jumped twice.
"From the results of your inspection, it seems that its slow growth does not affect your ability to do that kind of thing, so can I assume that..."
She was teasing Hitzfeld.
No - don't get me wrong, she didn't have any feelings for this blushing student, but just like when a person sees a cute little animal, they want to tease it a bit, Yusilian naturally has a similar mentality.
But the result was different from what she thought. Hitzfeld didn't blush, and didn't seem angry. He just corrected calmly: "No, mentor."
In fact, they have done very little of that kind of thing during this period.
They have long surpassed the kind of relationship based on lust, and sometimes they just hug each other and talk before going to bed, which makes them both very satisfied and happy.
Of course, this has something to do with the fact that Xia Yibing is not sure whether doing so will be harmful to the fetus.
Hitzfeld was very interested in unilateral operations, but since the woman didn't want to do it, she didn't force it.
Skipping the interlude, Shadow Lion’s new headquarters soon arrived.
This is a twelve-story building standing at the street corner. It was just completed a month ago. The exterior is covered with dark black tiles and glass. Looking up from below, it looks like a black crystal fortress.
This is the transformation...
Looking at the big words "Strategic Homeland Security Agency" engraved on the building, Hitzfeld couldn't help but sigh.
Times are changing, and Shadow Lion must change with them.
The title of secret police has long been in name only, because of the shortage of manpower, many black-clad police have to be transferred to the gray-clad areas to complete their work. It is not appropriate for this department to remain hidden in the dark as in the past.
Some of it was bound to surface, which was what she saw now.
There was an elevator inside the building, which saved her the trouble of climbing stairs.
Xia Yibing's office was on the top floor. When she arrived, the woman was very busy. Her desk was piled with newspapers and documents. There was also a young female police officer guarding the typewriter and telegraph machine.
Hitzfeld pushed the door open and the two people inside looked up at her.
The young female police officer’s eyes were very clear, like those of a college student who had just graduated from school. Specifically, it could be described as “clear stupidity.”
Xia Yibing sent the man away, walked around the table and hugged Hitzfeld, frowning and scolding her for not notifying her when she came.
"I thought you could sense it."
Hitzfeld raised his eyebrows.
They had this feeling and thought that they should have come out to greet them when they arrived at the door. It seems that being the leader of the shadow lion is really not easy.
"That's my fault……"
Xia Yibing held her forehead with her hand.
"I didn't even notice it. Fine... I'll treat you to an apology. Where do you want to go for lunch? Today I..."
She looked at the clock.
"...I can take half a day off to accompany you."
It will take time to decide to go to Manion. There will be a lot of people watching her every move in her current position, so there is no rush for this matter.
"Before I came up, I ordered a rice bowl from the store downstairs. We'll eat here and then go to the Dream World Corridor."
"What's so urgent?"
"Something more important."
Hitzfeld said.
"If it's convenient, I want you to use the landline here to call the Pollution Inspection Department. Just tell them that the director general has something to ask in the afternoon."
"You want to see Connie?"
Xia Yibing understood.
Although she didn't understand the details, she just did it.
That's about it.
Seeing that Xia Yibing was going to make a phone call, Hitzfeld found a place to sit down and began to think about his wording for the afternoon.
The purpose of looking for Pusangsi was naturally to ask whether the road was right or wrong.
She reconciled with her nightmares and thus achieved this "extraordinary state in which hidden dangers were eliminated", but what about before that?
Is she the only one who can do this?
And how exactly does Grace's spirit possession manifest? These details can only be answered by asking Pussion.
As for Sixus...
Hitzfeld didn't want to think about the worst, but she really suspected that someone might have some leverage over the director of the Pollution Inspection Department.
For example, her "life box".
The reason why she is immortal is also the thing on which her life depends.
No... just in Manion.
Chapter 8 The Missing Heart (Two in One)
"I was just wondering what brought you to my place. That's what I wanted to ask you."
In the Dream Corridor, Pushuangsi's hut.
Sixus had not arrived yet. The two of them, who had already finished lunch, sat on the arranged chairs and watched the cloaked man adjust the utensils. The wall clock next to them pointed to two o'clock in the afternoon, which was exactly the time they agreed to disturb him.
"Aesun," the cloaked man called.
"Teacher." Hitzfeld stood up.
Although Pusiangsi did not create a formal occasion to say "From now on you are my successor and student", as long as the relationship between teacher and student existed, she would not be impolite.
"Come here...you complete the remaining steps."
After saying that, Pusiangsi jumped off the chair, stood aside, and gave the operating table to the girl.
Hitzfeld frowned slightly, walked straight behind the table, and just stood there quietly, with no intention of taking any action.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yibing asked softly about the button on her collar.
She felt that this should be one of Pusance's conditions. After all, the old woman should be most concerned about Hitzfeld's level of pharmacy. If Hitzfeld neglected his exploration of the art of pharmacy in order to delve into the extraordinary, then she might refuse to cooperate with their request.
Of course, this matter was not difficult in her eyes. Although Xia Yibing herself did not know much about this field, she believed in Hitzfeld and thought it was a piece of cake for the girl.
But Aisun was motionless now.
What's going on? Are you stumped?
"What the hell, idiot!" Button's thin voice reached her ears, "They are going to prepare poisonous incense! The poison is not ready yet! You let her do it? Do you want to ruin the medicine?"
It seems that Yusilian was right.
Xia Yibing remained calm on the surface, but in fact she quickly glanced at the cloaked man.
This guy is always hiding his head and showing his tail. It is impossible to judge the situation by observing her facial expressions and reactions.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked such a stupid question, causing her to be ridiculed by Yusilian... Damn it!
Hitzfeld waited for three minutes. She saw that the beaker placed on the alcohol lamp was already emitting purple mist. She put on gloves, put down the beaker with pliers, took a test tube from the test tube rack next to it, and poured the liquid directly into it.
While pouring, her other hand was not idle either. She had already taken a light yellow ice crystal stick from the freezer and stirred the liquid medicine. As she stirred, the liquid poured into the cup continued to mix with the liquid in the cup. At the same time, the residual temperature also melted the ice crystal stick, and soon its front end completely disappeared in the liquid medicine.
By doing this, 90% of the debugging of the medicine is completed.
Poisonous incense is a special perfume that can cause violent spiritual thoughts. Its name already shows that it is an authentic controlled drug. Being able to achieve this level in the laboratory is the limit. The subsequent process is to use time to polish and continuously purify the finished medicine liquid.
Therefore, Hitzfeld did not wear a mask when mixing the liquid. The smell of the unpurified poisonous incense liquid could not have any effect on extraordinary people, so there was no need for that.
But it’s different after purification.
Depending on the progress and changes in the purification process, this kind of incense may even have the potential to affect the spirits of those who have attained spiritual power, and there is great potential for future discovery.
"There are at least seven areas where the process could have been better." Pusiangsi commented coldly, "For example, you didn't wait for the potion to cool down for a while before mixing it. Although you took this into consideration and chose to use frozen yellow snake bile for blending, it still had a certain impact."
"And you shouldn't have changed the direction of the stirring. This kind of disorder in the process of drug integration could be fatal... Are you so anxious to know the answer to this matter?"
With Pusiangs's level, she could certainly see that the reason why Hitzfeld's craftsmanship was a bit rough was not because she couldn't do better, but because she "didn't care". It seemed that she was very confident that she could do it better even if she did it faster.
This was naturally a bonus from the aspect of luck. Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing were now both "people being watched by the world and destiny". Their chances of profiting from random events might not be 100%, but the increased success rate was enough to give them this confidence.
Before Hitzfeld could answer, Prissy asked her to sit back down.
"I don't approve of your attitude, but the finished product looks good."
"For the sake of this beautiful purple color... I can tell you something about what happened back then."
The two of them couldn't help but perk up - so Grest, the so-called "spirit possession" in the legend, what kind of ability does it have in reality?
"That's a very dangerous power." Pusiangsi said in a low voice, "Siso's nightmare is a storm, and his family died in the rain. So when he becomes a spirit possessor and starts to use this power to interfere with reality, the gray fog in the dream world will also respond on a large scale. It will manifest itself in that most of the city will rain along with his mood."
No wonder it is said that the possessed person can cover half of a city with his spiritual thoughts.
Hitzfeld finally understood that this saying came from here.
"But he rarely uses this power." Pusiangsi paused, "He only used it once in the city... I can only say that it was fortunate that it was raining at the time. It's not that it can cover up the noise or anything, but most people were not on the street because of this, and their bodies were not touched by the raindrops he possessed."
"Is that raindrop harmful?" Hitzfeld knew he had to ask this question himself.
"Those raindrops contained his most intense emotions." Pusiangsi looked up at her. "It is known that intense emotions may give rise to nightmares under the cover of gray fog. You also send people to my place for medical treatment and recuperation every once in a while. You must know how serious this harm is, right?"
“Can people who are caught in the rain become corrupt?”
Xia Yibing's expression finally changed.
This is not a possessed person at all, this is simply a living evil disaster!
