Blind Spot-Chapter 89 - Urgent 3 (Alliance Hierarch Xie Chuliuyun)

Chapter 89: Urgent 3 (Alliance Hierarch Xie Chuliuyun)

Chapter 89: Urgent 3 (Alliance Hierarch Xie Chuliuyun)

Hiss…

The cool breath of flowers slowly flowed into the Mark of the Evil Flower on the back of his hand.

The main flower message of the Titan Sunflower once again emerged, streaming into Li Chengyi’s mind.

But what he cared about was not this, but the Flower Language Ability.

‘Flower Language: Radiance Field (Once activated, it can release an invisible radiance field without consumption, maintained permanently, continuously weakening and dealing fixed damage to any dark presence within a certain range. It also has a certain healing effect on all negative states such as injuries and illnesses, which can vary depending on physical condition).’

‘It doesn’t seem much different on the surface. Just added “varies depending on physical condition”.’ Li Chengyi recalled the Common Sunflower’s previous Flower Language Technique.

The ability of the Crown of Radiance only had a dispelling effect on dark presences, but the Radiance Field was an upgrade to weakening and fixed damage.

And the healing for negative states had expanded to all types.

‘Definitely stronger! And the previously conspicuous Crown of Radiance has now become the Radiance Field, which doesn’t require wearing a hat, so no need to worry about it being knocked off during a fight and interrupting the effect.’

After confirming all the upgrades, Li Chengyi focused his attention on the third seal of the Mark of the Evil Flower.

‘Confirm Titan Sunflower as the main flower of the Third Seal?’

Information asking for confirmation surged into his mind.

‘Confirm.’

After Li Chengyi gave a positive response, the clear pattern of the Sunflower slowly emerged in the third seal of the Evil Flower.

At the same time, a large amount of cool floral breath began to flow from the Titan Sunflower he was touching.

The collection progress of the Floral Dress started to appear.

After fully confirming the third main flower, a weight finally lifted from Li Chengyi’s heart.

He looked at the endless field of sunflowers and immediately started grabbing the nearby Titan Sunflowers with both hands.

From the initial 1%, the collection progress rapidly increased, and in the blink of an eye, it rose to 12%.

The old lady watching the new boss randomly grab at this and that in the flower field didn’t understand what he was up to.

She wanted to say something, but considering that many wealthy people have peculiar hobbies, she held back.

After a good ten minutes or more, Li Chengyi finally let go of the last sunflower he was holding.

Thanks to the large number of flowers in his field, the collection progress of the Titan Sunflower had come to fruition after touching most of the flowers.

Then he went to grab some more of another type of radiant sunflower, attempting to collect progress for the first evolution as a variant.

Unfortunately, the flowering period of the radiant sunflower had passed, and there weren’t many flowers left to collect from.

The first evolution’s progress was just 5%, and he gained nothing from the Evil Thoughts.

After completing all processes, Li Chengyi checked the time and quickly left the greenhouse, walked out of the botanical garden, and saw Song Ran by the SUV, frowning.

“Let’s go,” he approached quickly and said softly.

“You’re too slow,” Song Ran put down her phone. “I was about to call you.”

“I’m fully prepared. This time, I won’t be as embarrassed as last time,” Li Chengyi replied gravely.

He opened the car door and sat down in the back seat.

Bang, the door closed, and as the engine started, two wing-like alloy plates protruded from both sides of the vehicle.

Hum.

Amid the faint vibrations, the car slowly accelerated, moving forward along the road.

Song Ran, sitting in the driver’s seat, glanced at Li Chengyi in the rearview mirror.

“Want to take a nap?”

“No need. I’m afraid that if I fall asleep, I’ll wake up and we’ll have already gone in,” Li Chengyi replied.

“That shouldn’t happen,” Song Ran said in a deep voice. “But aren’t you scared at all?”

“Scared?” Li Chengyi raised an eyebrow. “Of course I am. But what’s the use of being scared?”

“None,” answered Song Ran.

“Well, there you have it,” Li Chengyi said with a smile. “Many times, I’m not sure if I can cope with the dangers in the Blind Spot. So of course, I’m scared.”

“That’s why I admire you a lot,” Song Ran said sincerely. “I’ve seen many Blind Spot Individuals, but only you and another one are the least fearful. Facing every Blind Spot, you never shy away; instead, you actively search for clues.”

“Actually, I’m not as strong as you think,” Li Chengyi chuckled. “Who is this other person you mentioned?”

“Lien,” Song Ran said. “The boss’s son.”

“What a shame.”

“Yeah, a real shame,” Song Ran nodded.

Li Chengyi turned his face, watching the SUV gradually take off and fly, his gaze growing deeper.

“Actually, how can anyone not be afraid? Everyone feels fear at some point.

Sometimes, I too am paralyzed by fear, my hands shaking. So scared that I want to run home and hide under the covers, closing my eyes and pretending it’s all a dream.”

“Then why…” Song Ran continued.

“Actually, it’s simple. The more you fear something, the more powerful it becomes. It casts a huge shadow in your mind, preventing you from living normally, and immersing you in terror every moment. I don’t want to live like that,”

Li Chengyi answered.

“Fear weakens people,” Song Ran nodded. “You are right.”

He reached out, flipping on a switch on the panel in front of him.

“Good luck! Don’t die.”

“Don’t worry,” Li Chengyi smiled.

Hum!

The vehicle suddenly accelerated, picking up at least twice the speed as before, zooming across a desolate woodland like a low-flying plane in a straight line.

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2:31 p.m.

Tongfeng City.

Southern University of Chemical Industry, main campus.

The sky was a pure, brilliant blue, at the tail end of summer, on the cusp of early autumn.

The main thoroughfares of the campus were covered with fallen leaves everywhere.

Some trees, sensitive to temperature shifts, had already begun their premature entry into autumn.

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The university resembled a vast fan shape. The center housed three teaching buildings, while the periphery consisted of various colleges, the library, laboratory buildings, and the like.

All the buildings stood tall amidst dense greenery, peeking through the leaves and branches.

The campus had three main gates: north, south, and the main entrance.

At that moment, a black SUV slowed and came to a gentle stop at the main entrance.

‘I’ve obtained two temporary visitor passes under the company’s name, let’s enter first and discuss later.’ Song Ran parked the car and flashed his phone in front of Li Chengyi.

“Electronic visitor pass. Pull out your phone and scan the code in a bit.”

“Where is Professor Zhong?” Li Chengyi nodded and asked.

“In the faculty building, right next to the boys’ dormitory. Just separated by a wall,” Song Ran replied after checking the map. “Let’s head straight over, Xueting Building block 3, room 203.”

Without hesitation, the two parked the car, took out their phones, and swiped in at the main entrance.

There were also rental bicycles inside the campus gate; Song Ran went over and sat on one.

“Want to ride one?” He looked at Li Chengyi.

“Will it work?” Li Chengyi eyed him with some skepticism.

Song Ran didn’t understand, so he immediately mounted the bicycle with his whole body.

Crack.

With a crisp sound, the bicycle faintly emitted the noise of a part breaking.

His expression slightly stiffened before he got down again.

“Let’s just walk.”

“Where are you headed? Do you want a lift there?”

Suddenly, a gentle female voice came from the side.

Song Ran and Li Chengyi turned toward the sound and saw a small, red ‘happy senior citizen’ car slowly pulling up beside them.

The driver was a black-dressed woman around thirty, with long black hair over her shoulders and a gentle face, her pearl earrings intermittently visible through her locks.

Noticing the suspicious glances from Song Ran and Li Chengyi, the woman explained with a smile.

“You must be the temporary visiting representatives from Hongjin, right? The school assigned me to receive you. My name is Zhuang Fuxin, and I’m an assistant here. According to the scheduled time, I’ve been waiting here for a while now.”

“Ah, Teacher Zhuang, yes, we did schedule. Then we’ll trouble you,” replied Song Ran quickly, sending a signal to Li Chengyi with his eyes before getting into the car.

Li Chengyi frowned but followed along.

The small car just had space for three people; it was essentially a tricycle encased in a shell, with only enough room for two in the back.

The vehicle started, accelerated, and rushed toward the faculty building.

“Actually, it would have been best to visit Professor Zhong in the morning. At this time, he’s probably still napping; you might need to wait a bit,” Zhuang Fuxin said while driving.

“Couldn’t be helped, we were in a rush, and we’d already arranged with Professor Zhong in advance,” Song Ran replied casually.

Shortly after, the car stopped in front of an old residential building that had seen better days.

Both got out of the car, with Song Ran thanking Zhuang Fuxin before leading the way to the entrance and together with Li Chengyi, entered the elevator.

They arrived at door 203, and Song Ran stepped forward, gently pressing the doorbell.

Ding-dong.

The traditional doorbell chimed continuously, its sound clearly audible through the door and across the stairwell.

“Coming,” an elderly woman’s voice called out.

Then, footsteps approached.

The door clicked open a crack, revealing a pair of somewhat wary eyes.

“Who are you looking for?” the old lady asked cautiously, eyeing the two men through the gap in the door.

“We have an appointment with Professor Zhong, it’s us who just called, Little Song and Little Li,” Song Ran replied with a smile.

“An appointment? Old Zhong, did you make an appointment?” The old lady turned and called into the interior.

“Ah yes, it’s scheduled, let them in,” an elderly man’s somewhat frail voice responded from inside.

The door then opened fully, and the old lady handed them slippers to change into.

After they entered and the door closed, she went to the kitchen to prepare water.

“Professor Zhong is in the living room reading the newspaper; just head over there. I’ll pour you some water,” she said, her expression softening, speaking amiably.

“No need to trouble you, Auntie. We’ll just ask a question and be on our way,” Song Ran replied with an accompanying smile.

“No trouble at all,” the old lady smiled back, turning to the kitchen.

“Going to all this effort just for such a matter, you young people really work hard, ah, the young people nowadays…” murmured the old lady as she went to boil water.

Song Ran and Li Chengyi exchanged glances and walked into the living room.

There, sitting on a sofa covered with a white clothe featuring tiny flowers, was a frail old man with snowy white hair and tiny eyes that were mere slits.

He was holding a newspaper, and with one hand on his phone, he was using its magnifying feature, reading the paper line by line.

As he heard footsteps, he lifted his head and looked at them.

“When it comes to your degrees, I can only pass you in the course I’m responsible for. Actually, coming to find me at this time, you are already late. If you had to seek help, you should have done so even earlier….”