I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 555 - 221: Indispensable, Maoshan Sect Disciple (5k)_2
Before Feng Yao could say anything, that person suddenly pulled out some handheld device from who-knows-where.
"Can I run a test on it?"
Wen Yan raised his hand, and the other guy aimed the device at the bracelet.
"Can it change shape?"
Wen Yan just thought about it, and the bracelet instantly turned into a ring of flowing water, slowly swirling around his wrist.
"Unbelievable! How did it just change? The main component here... it’s actually water!"
Seeing the guy’s freaked out stare, Wen Yan’s scalp tingled—he couldn’t shake the feeling this guy wanted to drag him back to the lab and dissect him.
"Don’t ask me. How would I possibly know? I can’t even read!"
Wen Yan turned to look at Feng Yao.
"I’m done here, right? I can go now?"
"Yeah." Feng Yao glanced at Wen Yan’s wrist. He was just about to say something, but Wen Yan cut him off.
"If you guys can take it, then take it away already. Don’t look at me, I don’t know anything!"
Feng Yao took a call, patted the researcher on the shoulder, and said to Wen Yan,
"Come on, I’ll walk you out."
"What, we’re just not dealing with this thing anymore?"
"The Minister said, if you can control it, then just take it with you. Saves us the trouble later on."
Wen Yan got wary the instant Cai Heizi said that.
Cai Heizi’s the type who’d blame even his own prostate problems on someone else!
"Actually, on second thought—I think I’d better find a way to leave this thing in the department."
As soon as Wen Yan said that, the researcher beside him whipped out a transparent metal-framed box from under his lab coat.
Wen Yan stretched out his hand, and the water circling his wrist slowly slipped off, landing in the little box as a floating sphere of water.
"All right, I’m out."
Wen Yan didn’t even bother to see Cai Qidong, terrified Cai Qidong would remember dreaming about him last night.
Once Wen Yan left, the water sphere trapped in the box in the headquarters lab started shrinking, then eventually vanished.
Where ordinary people couldn’t see, the water split into thin little streams, slipping through tiny gaps and escaping from the lab.
Wen Yan had just gotten into the car and left the Scorching Sun Department’s base when those tiny streams already caught up, forming around Wen Yan’s fingers, circling them over and over.
Wen Yan lifted his hand, looked at the swirl of water around his fingers, and sighed.
"Great. Now I can’t even get rid of it."
Feng Yao, sitting next to him, picked up his phone, glanced at the screen, and said,
"Yeah, it’s over here, came back on its own, didn’t get lost."
After hanging up, Feng Yao stared at the water on Wen Yan’s hand, looking a bit jealous.
"Just keep it and play with it yourself. Honestly, and this is just my opinion, a lot of those old records were probably pretty exaggerated. The truth and the story don’t always match."
"I don’t really think the Water Monarch would bother sending some trinket to assassinate me, but everything else? Who knows."
"Anyway, whatever you do, do NOT go to the Huai River Basin, and definitely don’t get in the water there."
"Oh, no way I’d go there—at least not any time soon."
"Good. Last stage of the Nanwu County Martial Arts Tournament is coming up in a few days, you wanna show up?"
"Huh? I thought it was over already?" Wen Yan was a bit surprised.
He thought it had finished while he was lying dead in the Netherworld.
He remembered Fourth Great-uncle Master saying that this year Fuyu Mountain had a spot, but it was only for show, to let the juniors see how things worked.
After all, it’s just a tournament in a commandery. Even though folks from other counties joined in, it’s not exactly some top-tier event, so sending Qin Kun would be a bit overkill, almost bullying.
Meanwhile Wen Yan, well, he was off playing corpse in the Netherworld.
Among the young generation in Fuyu Mountain, there really weren’t any disciples who stood out.
Zhang Laoxi had come along fast, but too bad, he got dragged back for special training—no going down the mountain till he’s up to scratch.
So they just brought the kids along to watch the spectacle, get some experience.
Fourth Great-uncle Master only mentioned it in passing. Wen Yan hadn’t thought much of it—didn’t expect it was still going!
"It’s almost the last stage. If you want to join in, you don’t have to go through the earlier rounds—ever since the second stage of the Spiritual Qi Resurgence, talents and professionals started popping up all over Nanwu County, and they picked quite a few this time."
"Nah, I’ll skip it. A lot of my tricks aren’t allowed, and if I do end up using them, I might not be able to hold back. Could end up killing someone."
Wen Yan glanced at the black fingernail on his left middle finger.
If it’s pure martial arts, he knows where he stands. Honest fighting takes practice and experience—how could he outdo those kung fu kids who’ve trained twenty years and fought on the front lines?
If he really cut loose, ignoring the rules, the contest would mean nothing to him.
He’d rather just spar with Qin Kun.
Feng Yao thought it over and nodded.
"True. Word is there’s a Ghost who’s pretty fierce—at the rate he’s going, the department might just give him a special recruit offer.
But if you went up against him, with your Yang Energy, all you’d have to do is show up and you’d be bullying him.
The ring competition rules are pretty strict, but at this stage of the selection, they do what they can to keep it safe. It’s already the best they can do."
"Nanwu County is bringing in Ghosts now?"
"People are all different, so Ghosts are different too.
If there’s one that fits, of course we want them.
We never have enough people.
If we weren’t missing so many top talents, they wouldn’t have come up with such a complicated priority system in the first place.
Some higher-ups actually chatted with the bigwigs of the Three Mountains and Five Ridges about expanding the recruitment pool a bit, too.
