When Su Qingluan heard Mu Xingzhi's words, her nonchalant expression immediately subsided. She frowned and asked, "Did you... make any new discoveries?"

Su Qingluan's eyes inadvertently swept across the thin, translucent silk in Mu Xingzhi's hand. When she said the word "new discovery", her tone was very light, with a kind of nervous caution.

...In fact, what Su Qingluan really wanted to ask was, could it be that someone had developed some particularly serious symptoms because of that damn night pearl, or even died because of it?

Perhaps understanding the hidden meaning behind Su Qingluan's words, Mu Xingzhi calmly reassured her, "Don't worry, Qingluan. There were indeed casualties—but they weren't human."

"..." Su Qingluan couldn't figure out whether the three words "not human" were a noun or an adjective.

Kaiyang, standing nearby, clearly didn't know the inside story of the "Night Pearl." He didn't dare to speak rudely to its owner, Mu Xingzhi, but he was much more relaxed with Song Bo. "Hey, Boss He, what's the deal with you and our boss?"

Su Qingluan's heart moved: It turns out that Songbo's surname is "He". I have been calling him Songbo, and I have forgotten that this is probably just a name between close people. I thought "Songbo" itself was the name.

But come to think of it, the surname "Song" itself is strange, and Song Bo obviously looks like a Han Chinese, not a minority.

Song Bo looked at Su Qingluan and sighed, "It's thanks to Madam Su's reminder about this matter, otherwise the three of us might all go to see the King of Hell!"

Su Qingluan frowned: "Three people?" She looked at Kaiyang: Is this person also involved with this damn night pearl?

As if to answer Su Qingluan's doubts, Song Bo said: "The boss is in Huaxi Village, and he doesn't have wings. Such a precious item as the Night Pearl must have been sent here by someone from somewhere else."

Su Qingluan suddenly realized: So Kaiyang was the one who sent the night pearl.

She was a little curious: "How long did you live and eat with that Night Pearl along the way?"

Kaiyang was still a little confused. "Because I took care of some errands along the way, it took about ten days? What happened?"

Su Qingluan looked at his calm face and sighed after a while: "You are really lucky..." After such a long period of close contact and without any anti-radiation measures, it seemed that there was no effect at all.

She looked at Mu Xingzhi: "So what exactly is death?"

Mu Xingzhi said, "The person who gave me this night-shining pearl was an old friend. It originally came in a pair. He knew I loved reading, day and night. Unlike other night-shining pearls, this one can illuminate the surrounding area on its own, making it as bright as daylight. That's why he gave me one."

"As a result, I discovered the problem after using it for only two or three days." Su Qingluan chuckled.

Mu Xingzhi nodded slightly in agreement. "And my friend has a raccoon cat that's less than two years old. It's said to be completely snow-white. When it was first hired, it was only the size of an adult's forearm. It has a very well-behaved personality, but it really likes that night-shining pearl, so..."

Su Qingluan thought about the size of the night pearl, briefly gestured to the size of a two-year-old cat, and then gestured at the fist-sized night pearl. She asked in disbelief, "Could it be that your old friend strung the night pearls together and used them as a bell for the cat?"

“…Even if it’s not right, it’s not far off.”

In short, ever since the cat saw the night pearl, it has been holding it and playing with it all day and all night. It even keeps it by its side when it is resting, and does not allow others to get close to it.

Until about a month ago, this raccoon started to lose weight for unknown reasons, became unwilling to move, and had a much decreased appetite. Later, he even started vomiting blood.

This old friend was very frightened and sad, not knowing what had happened to his beloved pet. At this time, he received Mu Xingzhi's advice about the night pearl.

Naturally, the man initially didn't believe it, unwilling or afraid to. However, recently, his beloved cat slave had indeed been clinging to the Night Pearl, refusing to let go and even refusing to get close to him. Furthermore, the cat slave's health was indeed deteriorating.

Not giving up, the man half-believingly placed the night pearl and several lively mice in a cage, and asked his servants to feed and water the mice every day.

As a result, after more than half a month, the mouse, which was originally lively and active, became very weak and skinny. He had no interest in eating and even had loose stools and blood - everything was exactly the same as the symptoms his cat slave had shown.

At this time, the raccoon slave was twitching all over, gradually losing strength and eventually dying.

So he quickly sorted out the matter, and even used the information channels that were only activated in critical times to convey this news to Mu Xingzhi, just to let him deal with the night pearl as soon as possible.

After listening to this, Su Qingluan lowered her head and remained silent for a while. Then she immediately looked up as she thought of something and said, "Mu Xingzhi, did you tell that old friend in the letter how to deal with the night pearl? If it's not handled properly, the destructive power of the pearl is immeasurable! Even a very small piece..."

Seeing Su Qingluan's frightened pale face, Mu Xingzhi poured her a cup of hot tea with a soothing look on his face: "Qingluan, don't worry, I have already written it."

Kaiyang looked at Su Qingluan intently. After a moment, he sighed, whether intentionally or not, "This is the first time I've seen someone more knowledgeable than the Dong family!"

Mu Xingzhi smiled and shook his head: "When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher. There are so many talented people in this world as stars in the sky. There are countless things I don't know."

Su Qingluan could see that Mu Xingzhi was not being modest, he really believed it, which was why he always collected various books in order to broaden his horizons within limited conditions.

...After all, there was no Internet in this era, right?

But because of this, Su Qingluan felt a little embarrassed - she was not some "talented person". To put it bluntly, she had a built-in cheat! It was just that this "cheat" was her soul and the memories of her previous life, and no one could discover this.

But the next moment, before Su Qingluan could even recover from her embarrassment, she heard Kaiyang ask, "From Madam Su's tone, it seems that she is very sure that the Night Pearl is harmful to people?"

This question seemed familiar! Su Qingluan glanced at Mu Xingzhi cautiously: Is it true that every master has his followers? Each and every one of them is so sharp!

As if recalling how Su Qingluan had explained it to him, Mu Xingzhi took a leisurely sip of tea and said slowly, "Qingluan said she heard it from others, but I've always been curious. If it was just hearsay, why did Qingluan believe it so firmly?"

Su Qingluan was completely Spartan: Wait, didn't you stop asking questions before? Why are you suddenly so curious again?! Can you play by the rules?