This is just an empty promise.
Professor Shen nodded gently, "Indeed, my vision was too narrow before, and I have been offensive... Thank you, you have reignited my long-lost interest."
She took off her mask, revealing a rather beautiful and petite face. After shedding her white lab coat, her simple outfit of sweatpants and a black t-shirt could hardly conceal her curvaceous figure.
She tied her dry, neck-length black hair up quickly and said urgently,
"Give me six minutes, I need to change into my combat suit, and then head over to Philley. Part of the research team here are my followers; I have a way to take them with me. Please do not kill them."
Wang Jixuan shook his head, "That depends on whether their hands are clean."
"When it comes to spiritual energy experiments, it’s impossible to be completely clean. Most of what we do is about reducing the mortality rate in spiritual energy experiments."
"You should ask the person outside about this; I don’t handle it."
Professor Shen was somewhat skeptical. She opened the large doors of the lab and froze in place.
Fu Jian stood there with his hands behind his back.
Professor Shen was startled. Normally unemotional, her eyes reddened with the effort of holding back tears.
She trembled for a moment, then took a deep breath, bowed her head and quickly left.
"I’m off to kill Philley. Remember to hand over the research to me."
"When I’m done here, I also need to go and grade my students; we’ve explored everything there is here."
Wang Jixuan stepped outside and tossed a data device to Fu Jian, laughing,
"Three king-level Blade Beast Crystal Cores, available on an installment plan."
"Hurry up and deploy troops. There are many valuable things here, and this research team can be taken back, they are of great value."
"I’m negotiating with the General Command Center of D3."
Fu Jian slowly nodded, turned his head to look at Professor Shen’s retreating figure, and muttered,
"Hm? You know her? She’s just a girl in her mid-to-late twenties."
"The Nature Faction has mentioned her a few times in their intelligence. Her name should be Shen Qionglin, a genius girl hidden by the Six Elders, a high-level researcher who provoked the Six Elders without any punishment, and who had made several major contributions to spiritual technology, but the specifics of these contributions have been classified as confidential by the Dominion Faction.
It’s been five years since there was any news of her."
"Unexpectedly, she transformed herself into a Spiritual Ability User, hiding in this remote place to continue her research."
Fu Jian smiled contentedly,
"Knock out the people inside, and we’ll follow her. This time, even if we don’t kill Philley, we must take her back."
"I thought she was going to attack me, which would have been a perfect opportunity to stun her."
Wang Jixuan nonchalantly used the Spiritual Hammer, causing a few people inside to fall into a mild coma.
He sighed, "It turns out to be an unfulfilled wish after all."
"It’s hard to explain," Wang Jixuan said, "Was your hatred just a motivating force when she was confused? When you appeared before her, did she suddenly realize that what she hates is this world? Perhaps that’s the case."
"She might as well have just hated me directly."
"Hurry up and catch up to her; don’t let her get away."
Wang Jixuan whispered,
"Don’t trust anyone from Spiritual Ability City; your guard is too low, Commander."
Fu Jian did not argue but simply showcased a calm smile.
Wang Jixuan had already activated the armor’s power-assist system, pulling Fu Jian along as they raced forward.
Visibly through spiritual sense, the Buddhist Temple Team had already begun engaging with Philley, but clearly intimidated by the Peak Maids, Philley began to retreat frantically as soon as she encountered the similarly dressed eight enemies.
Ahead, Shen Qionglin turned into the changing room and started undressing without even closing the door, revealing a purple tight-fitting combat suit inside the wardrobe.
Wang Jixuan stopped using spiritual sense to probe and merely sensed her movements vaguely to guard against any sudden attacks.
Look not upon impropriety, touch not upon impropriety.
’For I am indeed a gentleman of upstanding principles.’