A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 54: Open Fire on Me! (Seeking Recommendation Votes)

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Open Fire on Me! (Seeking Recommendation Votes)

"For people like us, Extraordinary individuals, we must keep our spirits in top condition at all times. Every time we use extraordinary power, it’s a contest between our spirit and our extraordinary abilities.

Injuring the enemy by a thousand, but harming ourselves by eight hundred.

In the end, many end up with horrifying transformations.

If this isn’t a curse, what is?"

Lin Shan explained.

Only then did Baiyu realize that she gained her abilities from an extraordinary incident then, not through a magic elixir.

Professional magic elixir and contact with mysterious extraordinary.

Two different methods create extraordinarily different outcomes as well.

The two of them were chatting as they walked up the stairs and reached the room door.

The room looked almost the same as when they had left.

Not much had changed inside, the door destroyed by a mutant had also been repaired, showing no signs of damage.

Baiyu touched the familiar great guan blade by the side of the sofa, a long-lost sense of warmth and safety welled up in his heart.

In this world where bizarre events frequent and life is under constant threat,

only this great blade could bring him a bit of warmth in his heart.

"Oh right, I still need to cancel the reservation at the hotel and pick someone up. You wait here for a bit." Baiyu suddenly remembered the elf banshee at the hotel and rushed out.

Lin Shan looked at the disappearing figure and recalled the way he looked at the guan dao earlier.

"Could this guy have some sort of fetish?"

"Who keeps something like this at home? Well, I suppose increasing study stress makes it understandable."

Lin Shan attempted to lift the guan dao.

It ended up being surprisingly light, as if it were made of plastic.

She was slightly surprised and touched the blade’s edge.

Sss.

A bead of blood oozed out.

A mere gentle touch had the unsharpened blade pierce her skin.

"Living iron... This kid, where did he get something like this, making a guan dao out of living iron, is this a tycoon’s aesthetic?"

Lin Shan’s expression was wonderfully varied.

The price of living iron was exorbitant, a strategic resource; she had applied for a living iron weapon for a year and hadn’t gotten approval yet, the headquarters were still going through the motions.

Non-official martial artists obtaining a living iron weapon was as hard as climbing to the skies.

Lin Shan placed the guan dao back in its spot and sat on the sofa.

An hour later, Baiyu rushed back, dusty and with an additional beautiful woman behind him...

Wait, no.

With those light green eyes, pointed ears, these were clearly traits unique to elf banshees.

But what was with the bald head? What kind of bad taste was this!

Lin Shan looked at the elf banshee’s shiny, lightbulb-like bald head, her expression instantly becoming extremely bizarre.

There was no need to even think about it.

Who else could do something like this except Baiyu?

"Hey, this is Lin Shan, our regional chief."

Baiyu introduced her halfway, then hesitated awkwardly: "Oh, right, do you have a name? If you don’t, I can give you one, how about ’Cuihua’?"

"Er... rin."

The elf banshee stammered for a long moment before finally spitting out these two syllables, pointing at itself.

Baiyu then learned the name was Erin, "I have plenty of empty rooms here, the one next door was once occupied by a female, and all the facilities are quite complete.

Though she passed away some time ago, due to an extraordinary incident.

If you think it might be unlucky or frightening, there’s a suite downstairs; others had hurriedly moved out.

Make your choice.

I’ll notify the property manager later and get you an identity certificate."

After an entire long spiel,

Baiyu finally had Erin situated.

Baiyu led Lin Shan, who was looking increasingly peculiar, towards the underground parking lot beside the apartment building.

On the way.

Lin Shan finally couldn’t hold back and spoke up: "That elf banshee..."

"Bought it."

"The Anomaly Bureau has transaction records for elf banshees, but this one isn’t registered..."

"Black market."

"Why did you buy an elf banshee?"

"Isn’t it obvious, it’s useful, why else would I buy her?"

Baiyu looked puzzled.

This woman, how did she become like a certain talkative blue-haired otaku?

Lin Shan’s expression became even more peculiar, "Then why did you shave her bald? Do you think bald looks more pleasing, or better-looking?!"

"Bald is a sign of strength, forget it, you wouldn’t understand even if I explained."

The two conversed sporadically, and soon arrived at the underground parking lot.

Since Baiyu had invited her for sparring, of course, there was a venue.

Generally, wealthy families would have separate training areas at home, while Baiyu wasn’t rich, his training location was likely under the parking lot.

They reached the second underground level.

A heavy mechanical door blocked their path, using a voice-activated lock.

"Beep."

"Fingerprint verification passed, report the words represented by the following four letters: awsl, you have three chances."

A cold, electronic synthesized voice sounded.

Lin Shan suspiciously stared at these four letters, contemplating whether to stand back, but Baiyu had already spoken.

"Ah Wei is dead."

"Beep!"

"Voice recognition confirmed, answer verified."

Clank.

The mechanical iron door swung open.

Since entering the community with Baiyu, Lin Shan felt like her mental strength had been undergoing immense testing.

A great guan blade made of living iron, a bald elf banshee, and now this password to open the door.

Ah Wei is dead?

What kind of lousy password is that?

Can someone explain to me what ’Ah Wei is dead’ even means?

"Is Ah Wei a friend of yours?" Lin Shan asked.

"Don’t know him, why?"

"No... nothing."

Lin Shan restrained the impulse to ask further.

She feared she might go mad from all this weirdness.

The second underground floor was like a living space, roughly over two hundred square meters.

A small magic elixir research lab.

A quiet reading room.

A simple machinery manufacturing room.

A bedroom.

A martial arts training room.

A kitchen.

Though small, it contained everything needed.

There was even a refrigerator and a drink cabinet in the living room.

It had been completely fashioned into a refuge room, where one could comfortably live alone here.

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Baiyu sighed, then continued: "Do you know the Meridian Opening Technique? I hear it’s the successor spirit technique for the Spirit-Seeking Technique, mandatory for every martial artist to cultivate."

Lin Shan nodded: "You’ve only cultivated the Spirit-Seeking Technique for three years, it’s best to practice it to the fifth level before transitioning to Meridian Opening Technique. That way, the foundation would be steadier. Did the school push for faster progress due to exams?"

"I’ve already completed the fifth level of Spirit-Seeking Technique."

"..."

Lin Shan didn’t continue, it felt too denting to her self-esteem.

Baiyu swiftly skimmed through the Meridian Opening Technique’s general outline.

As an introductory course to the ancient martial arts of the human body, this spirit technique described how non-martial artists could become martial artists.

Simply put.

It’s about opening the meridians!

The human body has five major qi veins that are easiest to connect, flow, and absorb spiritual qi into the body, located in the limbs and torso.

Opening the meridians means breaking through these five major qi veins, letting the spiritual qi articulate at will.

There’s a bit of the concept of opening the ren and du meridians involved.

Externally train the muscles, bones, and skin.

Under Tier Six Martial Artists, everyone is in the stage of tempering muscles, bones, and skin.

Meridian opening, bone tempering, forged skin!

These three steps are indispensable, intricately linked.

Now Baiyu was going to undertake the first step, meridian opening.

Of course.

The higher the blood qi, the easier it is to succeed in opening the meridians, hence Baiyu prudently took out a small box from a nearby cabinet.

It contained blood-red, round medicinal pills.

Six in total.

"Is this... Blood Coagulation Pill?"

Lin Shan inquired curiously.

Blood Coagulation Pills are used by those below martial artists, capable of rapidly boosting blood qi.

But they are not without side effects.

If one misjudges their body’s tolerance, the surge in blood qi might directly rupture fascia and skin.

"I spent a lot of money on them back then, and never could bring myself to use them, saving them until now."

Baiyu did not shy away from this.

The investigator from district one naturally wouldn’t covet his little wealth.

"Be cautious when consuming Blood Coagulation Pills, your blood and qi are already around 150 Cal, approaching the 160 Cal limit, your body’s tolerance is limited."

Lin Shan reminded him.

Baiyu nodded: "I’ve already strategized a solution, by first exhausting most of the blood qi in my body, the pill would replenish first and only then increase, avoiding mishaps.

So, I’ll need to trouble you next.

I hear the Anomaly Bureau has a spirit technique called Cannon Fist that everyone must learn.

Though not very powerful, it’s quite intricate in variety and technique, suitable for sparring."

"What are you planning to do?"

Lin Shan felt a hint of unease.

Baiyu slowly approached the martial arts room door, performed a full set of warm-up exercises, his voice turning exceptionally serious.

"Come on, fire away at me!"