He suddenly frowned and said, "I have heard reliable information that the Allied Powers have launched a secret experiment aimed at studying synthetic beasts and biomorphic transformations."
“Do you know what this means?” Rick looked at Bei Sining: “You’ve been discovered.”
He added, "Your situation is very dangerous."
…………
Xu Ji, wearing a trench coat, walked out of the supermarket and onto the streets of N City. Dusk was falling, the buildings were strikingly different, and the passersby spoke in a language that wasn't exactly friendly.
This is the Allied Powers, where he will spend the ten-year contract he signed.
Carrying an eco-friendly bag filled with potatoes, beef, flour, and various seasonings, Xu Ji was in a good mood. He hailed a driverless taxi and drove to the suburbs.
Many people dislike the underground, but Xu Ji likes it very much.
The humid air was pleasant, and there were no annoying ultraviolet rays to make his skin peel. He only loved those experiments and equipment, which were the crystallization of wisdom and could take humanity further.
Xu Ji swiped his card to enter a small factory, took the elevator down, and when he came out, the space suddenly opened up before him.
Rows of laboratories stood side by side, with researchers working tirelessly day and night. How wonderful! This is what a research institute should look like, not like the weak Xia Kingdom, which shut down its entire subspace research institute because of an agreement with one person.
The Xia Kingdom will never find the truth.
Xu Ji walked steadily to the outer perimeter of the laboratory. This was the researchers' living area, with one room per person, complete with a kitchen and bathroom, enough for him to live comfortably.
Xu Ji had some time today and decided to cook a dish to satisfy himself.
He remembered that Wen Zheng loved beef patties and always pestered him to make them when they were little. Once, during a school field trip, Wen Zheng even asked him for a lunchbox to take to other children to try.
What a good child.
Xu Ji's gaze softened as he thought of Wen Zheng, but after a moment it returned to its cold and sharp expression.
How could such a good child be with a monster?
He should live the best life, marry a virtuous woman, and have two or three children, one of whom should be a daughter.
Why didn't he listen? He was such a good child.
Xu Ji's expression grew increasingly cold, and in his distraction, he forgot to flip the beef patty.
So this pancake, which should have been perfect, ended up burnt on one side, and Xu Ji regretfully ate it bite by bite.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the project manager knocked on his door.
“Xu,” the person in charge greeted him with a smile, “this is our director. He heard you had arrived and came to greet you.”
Xu Ji smiled politely and ushered them in.
The Allied countries have many research institutes that can operate without approval as long as funding is available.
But this research institute is different; it has the power of the state behind it, and not long ago, it received a substantial investment.
Xu Ji understood what the person in charge meant, so he went along with him and repeated what he had already said many times.
There is an old saying in the Xia Dynasty: "One is born in hardship and dies in comfort." This means that even if there is no danger now, we cannot indulge in comfort, otherwise we will be doomed.
He said sincerely, "Although the subspace has been destroyed, we will encounter more disasters as time goes by. Cosmic rays, alien life, or biological evolution, viral mutations... no one knows what awaits us. Therefore, we cannot stop our research; every new discovery is worth our efforts."
The director was deeply moved and praised him for his excellence, selflessness, and dedication of his youth to scientific research.
But then he changed the subject, saying, "But Xu, we've already had preliminary negotiations with Xia Guo, and they're unwilling to release him. So, when will this superhuman be able to come and cooperate with our research?"
"..." Xu Ji sighed: "I don't know."
The director patted him on the shoulder: "It's alright, the current samples and materials we've obtained are enough for your research for now. We'll try our best to find another way."
He exclaimed in amazement, "It's truly amazing! Someone can actually transform into an animal and possess extraordinary power, the ability to influence magnetic fields and space! Xu, keep up the good work, maybe the future really will change!"
Xu Ji nodded and saw them off.
Yes, when he first discovered this fact, he could hardly believe his eyes.
However, this is the truth.
He must dedicate his life to unraveling this secret, and will Wen Zheng, now free of the monster, become the obedient child he remembers again?
Xu Ji smiled warmly as he continued eating the two unfinished beef patties.
***
After seeing Paige and Rick off, Wen Zheng lost interest in signing anything and quickly followed Bei Sining's bad example, casting a spell to make the pen move on its own.
“Don’t worry,” Bei Sining said, “Your science and technology are on a completely different level from my power. No one can touch me.”
Wen Zheng wasn't really worried about this. Even if Bei Sining was really weak, let alone strong, he still had the protection of the Xia Kingdom.
No one wants to go against a cat spirit unless absolutely necessary.
"Then what are you unhappy about?" Bei Sining asked.
“He really has a problem.” Wen Zheng said guiltily, “I didn’t notice, and I let him do things that were bad for you.”
Even if someone had wicked thoughts about the cat spirit but did nothing wrong, Wen Zheng felt as if he were surrounded by a huge ball of anger.
Besides, I am now one of the culprits myself.
The cat spirit felt a strange sense of smugness seeing him blame himself.
He still likes me a lot!
There's just no way to deal with him.
Bei Sining thought for a moment, then skillfully transformed into Big Black, jumped onto the sofa, and let Wen Zheng stroke her from head to tail, making a comfortable gurgling sound in her throat.
Sigh... I should probably do fewer transformations next time.
But who can blame him for liking Wen Zheng? Oh well, he's his partner, so he can only spoil him.
It didn't see that Wen Zheng, who was holding it, had a smile on his face, showing no sign of sadness whatsoever.
...
That night, the moonlight was bright, and there were no stars or wind. After Wen Zheng fell asleep, Bei Sining and the others quietly got up.
The demon core has shown new signs of activity these past few days, and the red spatial seal in his hand is becoming more vibrant each day. He has a premonition that he might be able to condense the core again tonight.
After condensing his core, he would no longer need to be taken care of, and Wen Zheng would have more time and energy to investigate his master's affairs.
Bei Sining resisted the urge to make a hand seal, rush to Xu Ji, and snap his neck.
Wen Zheng needs an answer, not killing.
If he really killed that person, that would be the only way Wen Zheng would never get an answer for the rest of his life.
Humans are such a hassle.
The moonlight, like silver silk, spilled across the balcony. Bei Sining sat cross-legged, her hands slightly clasped together.
After an unknown amount of time, a gentle breeze blew from afar, and a familiar warmth surged from my dantian into my limbs, a tingling sensation tinged with a slight stinging pain.
Bei Sining closed her eyes and began to circulate her power within her body.
The force circulated faster and faster, breaking through the blocked meridians and bringing a faint blush to his cheeks. To his surprise, a faint connection suddenly came from the red seal in his hand.
Was the dissipated power absorbed by this space that was not yet fully refined?
Bei Sining didn't have time to think much and focused on condensing her core. Finally, before dawn, a golden light shot into the sky.
Wen Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.
The golden light from the balcony was too dazzling; Wen Zheng could see it even through the curtains in his bedroom. Remembering what had happened during the day, he panicked and rushed out, only calming down when he saw Bei Sining's retreating figure.
Then he became angry.
Why don't you tell him? Is this cat not thinking straight?
He has taught him so many times that he should talk to him about things, but why doesn't he listen?
For as long as Bei Sining sat motionless, Wen Zheng stood behind him and watched.
As the first rays of dawn broke through the clouds, Bei Sining's fingers twitched, and she slowly stood up, regaining her senses.
He pushed open the sliding door with a dazed look, his expression grave, as if pondering some unsolved mystery of the world. But the cat spirit always had this expression when watching mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas, so Wen Zheng was very familiar with it and wasn't worried at all, giving a cold snort.
Bei Sining was startled and speechless when she saw Wen Zheng.
"……morning?"
"Heh." Wen Zheng pointed at him: "Sneaking up at night without saying a word, so practiced. And then again..."
He paused, and seeing that Bei Sining's ears were perked up with tension, he slowly said, "Just put her in the cat cage to sleep."
Bei Sining: "………………???"
Bei Sining was furious: "I don't want to!"
Wen Zheng teased him a bit, which finally cheered him up. Seeing that the cat spirit seemed to be in good health, he asked, "Are you feeling better?"
"Alright!" He was still annoyed, and seeing Wen Zheng's suspicious look, he emphasized, "You can't keep me in, don't even think about it."
Bei Sining did look very energetic, and Wen Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. He turned and went to the kitchen, asking, "About how much have you recovered?"
"About 30%." Bei Sining took the eggs out of the refrigerator for him: "About the same as before I took away the space."
"You look unhappy?"
Bei Sining didn't answer. After a moment of silence, she placed the eggs on the table and suddenly asked out of the blue, "Do you want to marry me?"
With a snap, Wen Zheng's hand trembled, and an egg cracked against the edge of the pot.
Unfortunately, the eggshell fell into the pot, and the yolk and most of the egg white fell onto the stove.
"..." Wen Zheng's breathing became heavy: "What did you say?"
"?" Bei Sining frowned. "What? You don't want to marry me?"
The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
Wen Zheng lowered his head: "Do you still care about a marriage certificate for us humans?" He pretended to be calm, but his hand movements were quite bizarre. He used a spatula to crush the eggshells, which then crackled and popped in the oil.
Is the cat spirit proposing to me?
Wen Zheng's mind was buzzing. In countless strange dreams he had had, his thoughtless thoughts slowly coalesced into a group: "Mom, the cat spirit is so beautiful." "I want to marry him." "He's so cute, I want to marry him."
At the fire scene, at the dinner table, in the small park in front of his house, and in front of his favorite pastry shop.
"Mom and Dad, I want to marry him!"