Chapter 406 Poison Master, How Can Ying Shen Compare to Ilna? [2 Updates]

“Yes, sir.” Job wasn’t too surprised. He bowed. “I’ll take care of it right away. Please rest assured, Master.”

Xize leaned lazily against the bed, but his eyes were sharp as knives: "I don't need to say more about family matters. Tell some of the restless members to behave themselves."

His not leaving doesn't mean there will be any changes in the Laurent family.

Job nodded again, bowed, and left the room.

Xize scratched his golden hair.

The only similarity between him and Norton is probably that they are both too high-profile.

However, Norton was even crazier than him; otherwise, he wouldn't have named a university after himself and insisted on making it the best in the world.

It's too shameful; he can't do it.

Xize clicked his tongue: "I forgot something."

He should ask his boss to help him calculate his luck in finding a romantic partner.

**

O Continent, University Town.

After resolving the laboratory investment issue, Ying Zijing went downstairs.

The draw for the international finals will take place tomorrow, and the contestants are bound to be nervous.

It's good to be drawn into a team competition, at least we can cooperate and make up for each other's weaknesses.

If you're drawn into the individual competition and you're too anxious to answer anything, it'll be like being publicly executed on live TV.

Even the top ten players from Elan Academy and online competitions are no exception.

Of course, except for Ilna.

She, on the contrary, did not want to participate in the team competition.

Ilna also made it clear that she didn't want anyone to hold her back.

Ying Zijing didn't pay attention to these things; Teng Yunmeng told her about them.

The two sat in the living room on the first floor.

Teng Yunmeng asked, "Zijin, do you want to participate in the team competition or the individual competition?"

"It doesn't matter." Ying Zijing tore open the sugar packet and sprinkled it into her coffee. "It's all the same."

"Of course!" Feng Yue came in from outside at this moment, holding a protective charm in his hand, and casually chimed in, "Whether it's team competitions or individual competitions, Ying Shen sweeps the entire field."

Hearing this, Teng Yunmeng was startled: "Feng Yue, don't say such things. Irna has many admirers. Don't cause trouble for Zijing."

Feng Yue scratched his head: "I've got it."

After saying that, he prepared to go upstairs.

Ying Zijing stared at the protective charm in Feng Yue's hand, then suddenly spoke: "Feng Yue."

"Ahhh?" Feng Yue stopped immediately, his expression serious. "Ying Shen, just give the order, and I'll go through fire and water for you."

If Ying Zijing hadn't embarrassed the people from Yilan Engineering School at the research base gate a few days ago, they might have been ridiculed and oppressed for much longer.

Ying Zijin pointed to the amulet and nodded: "Let me take a look at this one in your hand."

"This?" Feng Yue was taken aback, then picked up the amulet. "This is an amulet. I just bought it in the shopping street. Lots of people are buying it too."

He was very attentive: "Ying Shen, do you want it? If you do, I'll go buy it for you right now."

“I know.” Ying Zijing took it. “No need, I just wanted to take a look.”

Of course she had heard of the amulet.

The concept of "御守" originated in the Tang Dynasty and meant amulet or talisman. It was later introduced to other countries.

However, just like tarot cards, most of the protective charms sold on the market are useless.

It's not that it's fake, but it certainly doesn't have any protective effect. Buying it is just for psychological comfort.

It's not even as good as some high-quality jade.

Over the course of thousands of years, there are now many kinds of amulets, some for seeking career advancement and others for seeking wealth.

The amulet that Feng Yue bought is a love wish amulet.

Ying Zijing held the amulet tightly, her gaze deepening.

Sure enough, she wasn't mistaken; the amulet emitted a very faint fragrance.

This fragrance comes from a poisonous herb called Herba Herba.

Herba Xylaria is not exactly rare; as long as you have the seeds, you can plant a large area of ​​it, so its toxicity is not very strong.

However, the seeds of Xilingcao are not available on the market and cannot be purchased without proper channels.

Most importantly, only poison masters know how to use Xiling Grass.

The fragrance on this amulet is not strong, but it lasts.

Initially, the fragrance will not be affected.

If Feng Yue wears it for ten days, his eyesight will be damaged.

If left untreated for an extended period, other organs will also suffer varying degrees of damage.

To the average person, the scent of Xilingcao is no different from that of osmanthus.

Ying Zijing herself was a poison master, so her sense of smell was naturally extremely keen.

Anyone with even a slightly poor sense of smell would have no chance of becoming a poison master.

After a moment, she looked up and asked, "Where in the shopping street is this amulet shop you mentioned?"

“It’s at that market on the east side,” Feng Yue said. “There were a lot of people buying it, and I managed to snag one. I’m graduating soon, so I was hoping this amulet would bless me so I could find a partner in college.”

“I’ll trade you one.” Ying Zijing paused, then took out a small sachet from her pocket. “This is for you, and you give me this one.”

Feng Yue picked up the small sachet from the table: "Ying Shen, where did you buy it?"

Ying Zijing didn't look up: "I made it. It's a bit rough, but you'll have to make do with it."

She doesn't know how to embroider, and the sachets are all wholesale from Taobao.

This sachet naturally had no protective effect; it simply contained some herbs she had placed inside.

Prolong life and improve physical health.

"What? Ying Shen, you made this?" Feng Yue was utterly flattered. "Great, great, thank you, Ying Shen, thank you, Dad."

He happily took the sachet and went upstairs.

No talisman is as good as the one given by Ying Shen.

After saying goodbye to Teng Yunmeng, Ying Zijin left the apartment building.

She went outside, silently crushed the amulet with her inner strength, and threw it into the trash can.

After wiping her hands, Ying Zijing took out her phone and sent a message to Fu Yunshen.

The poison master has entered; he's over at the market.

Fu Yunshen replied quickly.

Yunshan has already gone to the market to investigate. Leave this to me; I'll handle it. You can focus on the competition and don't need to worry about it.

Ying Zijin frowned slightly.

She didn't see any more bounties for the university town on the NOK forum.

What is it that makes so many hunters flock here, and even want to indirectly harm people?

I'll come find you; I'm more familiar with this kind of thing.

Upon seeing this sentence, Fu Yunshen's lips curved into a smile at the market entrance, and he replied lazily.

[I'm waiting, my future girlfriend.]

After sending the message, Fu Yunshen turned to Xuesheng and asked, "Xuesheng, what did you discover?"

Yu Xuesheng opened her eyes: "There is a hypnotist, but he is very weak."

"Hmm." Fu Yunshen said calmly, "There are three more sharpshooters at the four o'clock, eight o'clock, and eleven o'clock positions. I wonder if they are on the list."

“It’s strange,” Yu Xuesheng said slowly. “Logically, with so many hunters gathering, there should be some activity on the NOK forum.”

But it just doesn't exist.

“It could also be other forces.” Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. “NOK is just a forum, after all. Hunters are not controlled by the forum.”

He turned off his phone: "Whatever their purpose is, arrest them first."

Before Ying Zijin returns to China, he absolutely cannot allow any hidden dangers to emerge in the university town.

**

night.

Feng Yue and Teng Yunmeng were eating together in the cafeteria.

Feng Yue glanced at the time and casually asked, "Ying Shen hasn't returned yet?"

“Zijin must have gone shopping.” Teng Yunmeng said while eating rice. “She’ll definitely be back before we lock the door.”

To protect the safety of the athletes, access is restricted at 11:00 AM.

"I'm just waiting for Ying Shen to dominate the battlefield." Feng Yue said excitedly, "Neither Ilna nor Amanda are a match for Ying Shen."

"It's better not to say it," Teng Yunmeng shook her head. "Those contestants will cause you trouble if they hear it."

“I can’t stand them talking about us,” Feng Yue muttered. “They can say it, but we can’t? What they say is even worse. You didn’t hear it, they’re also cursing Ying Shen behind his back for only relying on his family and for not being as good as Ilna at all.”

That's ridiculous.

Which family can casually give away so many A-level accounts?

Feng Yue finished clearing the plates and snorted, "Typical sour grapes."

He left the cafeteria, intending to take a stroll over to the market.

He was so busy grabbing amulets in the afternoon that he didn't buy many chocolates.

Before Feng Yue even reached the market, he was grabbed by the collar of a large hand as he passed an alleyway and then dragged inside.

The actions were very rough.

Feng Yue's expression changed drastically: "Who?!"

He turned his head sharply and, in the dim light, saw a strong, brown-haired young man.

The young man also had a tattoo on his right arm, which was muscular.

"Ilna is the strongest, no one can compare to her." The young man didn't let go of him, but instead pressed him against the wall, his eyes cold and ruthless. "Don't let me hear you say anything about Ying Shen or being number one on the overall rankings. How can you compare to Ilna? Understand?"

Feng Yue is a typical academic genius and also plays basketball, but his physique is nowhere near that of a young man who has been working out for years.

But he knew that this was Ilna's admirer.

At Ilan School, there was a group of students who practically worshipped Ilna as a goddess; they were quite fanatical about it.

"You're still glaring at me?" The young man raised his hand and punched Feng Yue in the face without hesitation. "I'm not a contestant, and I'm not afraid of being punished. I just won't allow anyone to say anything bad about Ilna."

The punch split Feng Yue's lip, and he felt a little dizzy.

"Why would a grown man wear a sachet?" It was at this moment that the young man noticed the small sachet on his body and scoffed, "What a quirk."

He reached out, pulled the sachet off Feng Yue's body, and threw it on the ground.

Then I stepped on it and slowly rolled it over.

It's so cold today, I'm completely numb. My hands on the keyboard feel like they don't belong to me. So pathetic.jpg

(End of this chapter)