Chapter 81 Incomprehensible...
"I'm sorry...Obatius."
Jiang Changyi lowered his head and twisted his fingers, his tone sounding very unsure.
Obatias sat on the luxurious white jade throne, one leg resting on the other knee, his chin resting on his fingers.
Even though Obatias had no facial features and no physical body, Jiang Changyi could tell from his posture how cocky he was at the moment.
Obatias' voice was as rough as ever:
"snort."
"You know you can't fulfill the bet, so you're coming to surrender to me?"
"I'm telling you, no matter how much you try to please me, I won't cancel the bet."
Jiang Changyi pouted, his face full of regret: "Oh, really? Can't we cancel the bet?"
Obatias raised his feet even higher. If he really had a physical body, who knows how arrogant he would be.
He said firmly: "No! You! Can't!"
"Wu..." Jiang Changyi said aggrievedly, even his brows bent. "Well, since you insist so much, then I have no choice but to do this."
Jiang Changyi took out the white jade ore and placed it respectfully in Obatias's hand.
Feeling the warmth of his palm, Obatias looked at Jiang Changyi silently—
"How dare you, little thing, try to trick me?"
Jiang Changyi blinked, his face full of innocence: "Lord Obatias, it was you who insisted on fulfilling the bet just now."
"I tried to stop you, but you didn't listen."
Even though Jiang Changyi spoke in a soft voice, he still looked mean.
"Humph." Obatias didn't argue with him. "I'm a man of my words. If you have any conditions, just state them directly."
"Hehe, Lord Obatias is indeed a magnanimous man."
Jiang Changyi complimented him jokingly, then began to speak loudly: "My first condition is, give me a hundred more."
Obatias: "..."
Do you think I'm paying attention to you?
"Just kidding, just kidding."
Jiang Changyi gave up his fantasy.
"First, become my forger and create equipment for my team."
"Yeah." Obatias nodded and agreed so readily that Jiang Changyi even felt that this shouldn't be a condition.
But in fact, Jiang Changyi didn't have anything special to ask Obatias to do, and he made this bet just for fun.
"Then, the second condition is to help Zong Qiong research rune technology."
"Well... no problem, but it's only for a month. How much he learns is none of my business."
"No problem." Jiang Changyi smiled. According to Zong Qiong's personality, he would probably be able to squeeze every penny out of Obatias in this month.
"As for the third condition, once I learn the power of mental illusion, take me to your native world."
“…”
After hearing the last condition proposed by Jiang Changyi, Obatias fell silent.
This condition can be said to be of no benefit to Jiang Changyi at all, but is related to Obatias himself, and he did not expect that the condition proposed by Jiang Changyi would be this.
"no problem."
Obatias agreed.
…
So there was a walking armor in the base, following Jiang Changyi to Zong Qiong's office.
Wei Lang, who was standing at the door of the office, saw Obatias and his eyes lit up.
How many boys have longed for handsome and majestic steel armor, not to mention that Obatias's silver-white armor is already ridiculously beautiful.
This was the magical "flawless love" he showed to his former lover Fu Xiu, and he must have devoted all his life's efforts and skills to it.
"Is this your summoned creature, Brother Jiang? It's so handsome, right?" Wei Lang looked at Obatias with surprise, from head to toe, and from toe to head, wishing he could touch the armor and feel its texture.
Obatias would need a month of rune technology from Pope Qiong, and he would definitely have a lot of contact with Secretary Wei Lang, so Jiang Changyi also introduced him to him: "Yes, his name is Obatias."
"Hello!"
Wei Lang bowed cheerfully, with great energy and courtesy.
However, it was impossible for someone as arrogant as Obatias to greet a kid in his teens or twenties. He had lived for who knew how many years, and his interactions with Wei Lang were as brief as the few seconds it took for a match to burn.
Jiang Changyi patted Obatias's armor on the back, hinting that he should respond.
Obatias then reluctantly said "hmm".
Jiang Changyi knew that he had given Wei Lang face, so he didn't force him. He comforted Wei Lang, "Don't mind it. He has lived for tens of millions of years and his personality is just that bad."
"It's okay." Wei Lang smiled sweetly and helped them open the office door.
"Thanks."
Jiang Changyi brought Obatias into the office. Zong Qiong was still as busy as ever, but this time, he looked more haggard.
And he actually looked up. Every time Jiang Changyi came before, he never raised his head, completely treating her as air.
"You're here." Zong Qiong only saw Jiang Changyi at first, and only saw Obatias next to him when he looked up the second time.
He stopped writing in surprise and looked at Jiang Changyi with eyes full of surprise: "He, is he the martial arts master?!"
"Yes." Jiang Changyi frowned. He felt that something was wrong with Zong Qiong. "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"
If I had known that Zong Qiong was a fair-skinned, delicate, intelligent and handsome man before the end of the world, Jiang Changyi would have remembered him because of his good looks.
But now Zong Qiong's dark circles are so dark that he is almost as dark as a giant panda, and his hair is messy. He no longer looks like the student union president he once was.
Despite his tired expression, Zong Qiong's eyes lit up a little when he saw Obatias appear. "It doesn't matter. The appearance of this martial arts master here means..."
Jiang Changyi's brows furrowed even tighter: "If you don't tell me what's going on with you, I won't let him teach you rune technology."
Compared with the research on rune technology, Jiang Changyi cares more about the health and safety of the president of Zongqiong.
Facing Jiang Changyi's serious eyes, Zong Qiong knew that if he was not honest with him, he would definitely do what he said.
So, Zong Qiong had no choice but to tell the truth: "It's medicine. I've been taking a combination of drugs to suppress my body's hormones since I was a child. After the apocalypse, I can no longer take it, so... my body won't be able to adapt to this feeling for a while."
"Restrain the body's hormones? And you've been eating it since childhood?" Jiang Changyi was completely shocked. He couldn't understand this behavior at all.
"My mother prescribed this medicine. She's a pharmacist." Zong Qiong rubbed his brow. Judging from his expression, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this. "Controlling these hormones can reduce my need for sleep and control my mood swings, allowing me to study and research more rationally and efficiently."
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