After taking a shower, Fang Xiu lay down on the bed and drifted off to sleep under his wife's loving gaze.
Then I met my dear nightmare.
By this time, the nightmare was no longer human, but rather like a rat hiding in a sewer, trembling with fear.
With the nightmare by his side, Fang Xiu slept soundly again.
The next day.
Thump thump thump...
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Fang Xiu said calmly.
Before the door was pushed open, two figures had already slipped inside.
It is the Ace of Spades and the King of Spades.
Upon seeing Fang Xiu, the two immediately knelt down and kowtowed deeply.
"Thank you for sparing our lives, sir," the two said in unison.
Fang Xiu calmly observed the two of them. He could tell that they were in very bad shape. Although their wounds had been treated, he could still faintly smell the strong stench of blood.
Even the shadow form of the Ace of Spades has become very faint, as if it might dissipate at any moment.
The two had clearly fought a fierce battle before finally killing the Cyclops.
"No need to thank me. Opportunities are earned through one's own efforts. Whether you survive or not is none of my concern." Fang Xiu's tone was indifferent, much like the indifference displayed by a powerful figure who controls the lives and deaths of countless people.
"I hope this will teach you a profound lesson. Remember, the dean's will is unshakeable. If there is a next time, you will no longer be facing my pets. I will personally take action."
The two men were instantly chilled. Yesterday's pet had already left them with a deep psychological scar, and they had barely survived after going through a near-death experience.
If the big boss had personally intervened, how could he have survived?
The two were terrified and immediately kowtowed to express their gratitude.
"Rest assured, sir. If it happens again, we two will not need to trouble you. We will simply commit suicide!"
The two men, Spade and AK, knew very well that if they made the same mistake again, they should just commit suicide. Compared to falling into the hands of such a powerful figure, suicide was obviously the best option.
"Hmm." Fang Xiu hummed softly with his eyelids half-closed, then fell silent.
Seeing that the big boss remained silent, and unsure of his temperament, the two dared not speak rashly, fearing that a single wrong word would result in their immediate execution.
The room fell silent.
The main problem was that Fang Xiu didn't know what to say. As the leader of the organization, he knew nothing about it, and the more he said, the more mistakes he would make.
He really wanted to ask the director what the gift he left in Aoyama Mental Hospital was.
Why choose Yang Ming instead of just giving it to him directly?
However, he couldn't ask. He couldn't ask many of the questions in his mind. As a big shot, he certainly knew more than his subordinates. Asking such basic questions would be tantamount to self-destruction.
Faced with Fang Xiu's silence, Black Spade AK and Black Spade felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. It was as if the silence carried a suffocating power that made it hard for them to breathe.
Just then, the Ace of Spades broke the silence, refusing to back down.
He then respectfully pulled a dark gold metal box from the shadows.
Fang Xiu immediately recognized that this box was made of pure Mind Steel, and it was quite valuable, yet it was used to hold things, which meant that the contents of the box were even more precious.
The Ace of Spades held the box up above his head with both hands and said respectfully, "My lord, I have something to report. This is an upgraded version of the Type II drug that we developed based on the one left behind by the Dean, the Type III drug."
As he spoke, the Ace of Spades opened the dark gold metal box, revealing a small tube of blood-red liquid inside.
The liquid was as red as blood and as beautiful as a ruby, with faint traces of stars within it, making it exquisitely beautiful, like a work of art.
"My lord, Type III potion can allow the human body to integrate more fully with the supernatural, and there is even a 10% chance that it can optimize the human body into a 100% compatible physique with the supernatural, thereby achieving perfect control! As you know, most of the members in the organization are supernatural or semi-supernatural. Although their combat power is greatly enhanced, due to the incompatibility between the human body, mind and supernatural, they are very unstable and cannot unleash their full potential."
Therefore, we developed Type III potion to help our organization members integrate and control the supernatural. Due to the rarity of the materials, there is only one bottle of this Type III potion at present.
"Your subordinate humbly presents this to you, sir, hoping for your evaluation and guidance."
Fang Xiu did not take the potion, but continued to watch the two silently, never glancing at it once, as if it were insignificant trash.
The two were extremely nervous and dared not speak. They simply held the medicine quietly, without moving.
In fact, their idea was very simple: any talk of correction was just a lie; their real purpose was to give Fang Xiu a gift.
You've offended the organization's bigwig, shouldn't you at least offer a gift as a token of your remorse? Do you even want to stay in this line of work?
So the two spent the whole night discussing it. Spirit coins? The big shot would definitely look down on such mundane items. Ghostly artifacts? With the big shot's strength, he wouldn't need weapons at all; even pets would be more useful. Rare materials to increase spiritual power? A top-tier figure like the big shot wouldn't need to increase spiritual power at all.
After much deliberation, the two finally brought out their latest research result, Type III drug.
Firstly, it would allow the bigwigs to see the achievements they had made. Secondly, the Type III potion was indeed very precious, with a certain probability of optimizing the human body into a 100% compatible physique with the strange one, thus achieving perfect control. Moreover, due to the rarity of the materials, there is currently only one bottle in the world. Such a unique gift is most suitable for giving as a present.
The two had initially planned things well, but Fang Xiu's silence made them feel increasingly guilty.
Oh no, does the big boss not like our gift?
That must be it. How could someone of the big shot's level possibly care about our gift? We're the only ones who treasure this Type III potion; in the eyes of truly powerful figures, it's probably just a joke.
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