Chapter 69 69 Gift Giving "There is no more blood, let's use these first...
The first year of the Aura Recovery, on the afternoon of July 22, Tuesday, in the office of Chi Zhaoming, the headquarters of the Alien Bureau.
"I beg you, don't look for me at this time next time." Ning Changkong poured tea into his mouth without any hesitation. "I've been in a meeting at Shenge for the whole morning. My voice is almost hoarse."
Ning Changkong and Chi Zhaoming were chatting about confidential matters. Bai Xian was asked to leave the office, so they could talk more freely.
"Thank you for your hard work." Chi Zhaoming poured him tea attentively. "How's the progress?"
Ning Changkong counted on his fingers: "The formation of the long-range spiritual weapons and the design of the targeted protective shield are all complete. Give me some more time in the Dragon Abyss Fantasy Realm."
He spread his hands and said, "I don't have any ideas for a plan to defend against evil spirits without the power of the phoenix. Just speak up."
Chi Zhaoming said bluntly: "Someone has been putting pressure on me to ask you for materials containing phoenix spiritual power."
With the help of Phoenix, the outbreak of evil spirits in Penglai and Huaxia was suppressed early. However, the source of evil spirits has not been eliminated. "Li" has long-range weapons that can carry evil spirits. The Alien Bureau needs to take precautions and develop magic weapons that can resist evil spirits.
He said that others were putting pressure on him. He wanted it too, but he still had a conscience and was too embarrassed to ask for it directly. Ning Changkong deliberately teased him: "Oh, the beach I vomited in May is used up, right?"
It refers to the blood he left at the scene after being seriously injured by Li Bo.
"You are really...straightforward." Chi Zhaoming was indeed choked.
"Just telling the truth." Ning Changkong took out a plastic bag from his wide sleeves and pushed it over. "Feathers. The demon tribe also asked me for them, and I gave them half. There are only so many. If I pull out more, I will be bald."
Chi Zhaoming obviously didn't expect this to happen. He studied the colorful feathers inside the transparent bag and couldn't help asking, "So, why do you have feathers?"
Humans have conducted much more in-depth research on blood than the demons. Based on the blood sample generously given by the Phoenix, it is not difficult to analyze that he is a mixed-race.
However, hybrids are usually based on human form, with a few animal features, such as Jiang Yunxiao's green irises and the snake scales faintly visible under his collar. There are very few who can really transform into an animal.
"I can transform from a pure-blooded human into a half-blooded phoenix, so don't worry about these things." Ning Changkong casually changed the subject: "Use these to make do for now. I have to deal with the demon tribe first, and I will definitely give them priority for new materials."
Chi Zhaoming and he are currently allies, so he is not worried that the research department of the other party's Alien Bureau will spread the news that he is a mixed-blood. The "Divine Spear" project that can use phoenix blood on the demon clan side is managed by the Soul Protection Department, which is responsible for internal security, and there will be no leaks.
But it was precisely because they didn't know he was a half-blood and truly regarded him as a divine beast and trusted his vitality that they dared to repeatedly ask him for blood - the phoenix shouldn't be so partial. It gave blood to the Hundred Birds when they needed it, but now it doesn't give blood to the Demons when they need it?
Chi Zhaoming accepted the feather and stared closely at the indifferent Phoenix: "At present, we are highly dependent on the materials you provide to fight against evil spirits. Your health is very important. The Alien Bureau is willing to provide you with a comprehensive physical examination--"
"You're thinking too much. I can't possibly give my complete body data to the Alien Bureau." Ning Changkong pushed the mask on his face and wondered from the bottom of his heart: "No, do I really look that bad?"
He never took off his mask in the Alien Bureau, and there were no normal indicators for reference for the mixed-blood blood data. Why do people think his condition is worrying?
Chi Zhaoming knocked on the table and said, "The intelligence department has been listening to your meetings. The senior ones have reported that you try to be energetic during the meetings, but you can't suppress your fatigue once the meetings are over."
Then it's not a matter of appearance, and makeup is useless to improve his complexion. Ning Changkong moved his wrists, feeling a little worried. He was really exhausted, and his acting skills could only cover up a little bit of his fatigue, and he couldn't avoid revealing any flaws.
"Besides," he continued, "if you were not so ill that you couldn't get out of bed, you wouldn't have asked me to send someone to secretly protect Minghui and the others."
This is the phoenix that I saw on Qingming Festival. I felt so tired of walking that I still made a special trip to see it.
Was this the cause of the problem? Ning Changkong said helplessly, "I will try my best to adjust my condition. I promise."
Chi Zhaoming sighed: "...You really put yourself in an awkward position."
Phoenix's health condition was probably not ideal enough to allow for frequent bleeding, but he was neither able nor willing to expose this fact, so he could only accept the demands of others on him.
"It's not the time to be desperate. I can cut off my hair and use it when the time comes." Ning Changkong stood up and said casually. Not only the feathers, but also the hair has a weak spiritual power.
"I will research other ways to preserve the phoenix's spiritual power. Please let me know any relevant results you come up with as soon as possible."
Ning Changkong left the office, thinking as he walked: He hadn't been to Chu Qingge's apartment for a long time, and there were still many experiments he hadn't done... Bai Xianshi was watching him too closely, he had to find a way to get him out of the way...
Chu Qingge interrupted, "Chi Zhaoming reminded me of something. You really should go for a physical examination."
The first year of Reiki Recovery, Thursday evening, July 24, in the newly renovated classroom of Jinwuyuan.
The only sounds in the classroom were the teacher's lecture, flipping through books and taking notes. However, Su Yunyao was a little distracted.
In the past, when she was the only one attending the lectures, the teacher would focus on the "techniques", the essence of intelligence work, and the logic of formations and talismans.
Now that the four of them have different main focuses, the teacher discussed "Tao", the nature, flow and transformation of Reiki.
He talked about the most primitive experience of the unity of man and nature, and the most cutting-edge quantitative description of aura. His explanation was so detailed and incisive that even the occasional listener could not help but look to the side.
——It is simply a waste of natural resources, Su Yunyao thought.
This was not the logic of operation of the demon race that she was familiar with.
In Penglai, cultivation resources and education resources are monopolized by various demon clans. Even if a small demon that does not rely on a large clan absorbs spiritual energy to cultivate by instinct, it cannot obtain the military power to shake the large clan.
Assuming that your talent for cultivation is good enough and you can advance all the way to the point where you can shake up the clan on your own, your interests are already highly tied to the clan. You will rule as a leader, but you will not overthrow the clan system that has brought you countless benefits.
And Phoenix, the Phoenix who taught them all her precious knowledge, the Phoenix who was disappointed that they couldn't understand, was too generous, so generous that she began to doubt him and wondered if he had bigger ambitions.
After all, even if these three human children are Director Chi’s biological children, they are not worthy of the teacher’s concern - weren’t they the three of them that the teacher asked her to be a spy on in the first place?
Feng Huang gave the order to end the class. Su Yunyao pretended not to notice the look Gu Minghui gave him, took two or three steps forward, and distracted his teacher with questions.
She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Wen Qingsheng standing up from his seat very naturally. She breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned her attention back, she noticed that the teacher slowly pressed the stop recording button on his mobile phone.
The little fox widened his eyes in surprise: "Are you recording?"
"I just realized it." Ning Changkong said coldly. He worked so hard to prepare and teach despite his illness, it was such a waste to teach just a few children.
Sensitivity to audio and video recording is very important. My dear, in my future plans, you may become the head of the intelligence department of the Soul Guarding Department. When will you fight for me?
Oh, forget it. There's no rush for this kind of thing, let's deal with the business first.
"Don't leave yet." Ning Changkong coughed twice and called out to Wen Qingsheng who was about to slip out of the classroom: "I want to tell you two things."
Wen Qingsheng dragged his feet back to his seat, Gu Minghui's legs began to shake uncontrollably, and Yan Xiaoling pretended not to see them.
"First, we will start the actual combat mission tomorrow. I will send the specific Skynet missions to the group later, and you can do the preliminary investigation on your own."
"Secondly," Ning Changkong knocked on the table, "your takeout has arrived, right?"
Su Yunyao covered his face silently.
I told you that this idea of yours is not a good idea!
Gu Minghui blurted out: "How did you know?"
Ning Changkong adjusted his posture and tried to hold back his laughter: "This is an illusion, and I am the master of this place. The things have been delivered to the door, so of course I know what's going on."
He said slowly, "I'm not criticizing you. I just want to say that if you really want to eat something that Bai Xian and I can't finish, you can order takeout instead of cooking in the kitchen. And don't let us see you while you eat."
Really, didn’t you notice that I went to the back of the class today and deliberately left Bai Xian alone?
The three human children breathed a sigh of relief. Su Yunyao pursed his lips, stepped forward and whispered, "I ordered an extra Coke."
Sure, are you planning to bribe him? Ning Changkong stood up with the help of the podium and said with a smile, "Forget about it today, you can eat by yourselves."
Chu Qingge contacted Jiang Yunxiao's personal doctor. He had to go for a physical examination tomorrow and could not eat high-sugar foods tonight.
I can't even have dessert after dinner, Ning Changkong thought with some regret.
On the way to Ning Chang's empty room while carrying the light meal that was originally used as a cover, Su Yunyao carefully recalled the last words of his teacher.
"Let's forget about it today", it seems that the bribe was accepted. Really, no wonder he deliberately sent Bai Xian away.
But the teacher's health has not improved, so he should not drink iced Coke... Uh, Coke shouldn't explode when heated, right? Otherwise, how are Coke chicken wings made...
The first year of Reiki Recovery, Friday, July 25th, the hospital sponsored by Jiang Yunxiao.
Jiang Yunxiao was a man who valued life very much. Back when he was still the owner of a casino, he spent a large sum of money to recruit many doctors with experience in treating mixed-race patients and built a private hospital.
Ning Changkong sat on the examination bed and sorted his clothes leisurely. He was going to have a check-up today and wore modern clothes on purpose.
Chu Qingge had done background checks on Jiang Yunxiao's subordinates, and they had plenty of money and a long confidentiality agreement, so they probably wouldn't spread the news that Feng Huang was a mixed-race.
In fact, it doesn't matter if the news spreads, as long as it's not spread now. It's just wishful thinking. Give him another five years - no, two years will be enough, and he will have enough influence in the demon tribe. The demon tribe will be like the Hundred Birds tribe in the past. In order to keep him, and because they rely on him enough, they have to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
The doctor came in with the investigation report: "The complete report will take another 3-5 working days, but as of now, your physical condition is not optimistic."
"Although the indicators of hybrids are relatively... unique," the doctor smiled bitterly, "but I have counted the patients with hybrids of bird demons and humans in the hospital database, and your data is also very different from theirs."
Ning Changkong stretched out his hand: "Just give me the report directly, I can understand it clearly."
Chu Qingge could monitor his body data in real time, and he did a physical examination on purpose, on the one hand to seek advice from the world's mixed-race treatment experts, and on the other hand to take this opportunity to prescribe medicine.
It was just as bad as he expected. Ning Changkong lowered his eyes and flipped through the documents, answering the doctor's questions casually.
"Do you have chest pain that keeps you awake at night?" The doctor frowned. "It could be static angina. The specific situation can only be determined after a detailed report is received."
The doctor finally concluded: "The frequent occurrence of sleep disorders and eating disorders indicates that your body has probably reached its limit. I suggest that you stop all work and stay in the hospital for rest."
"I don't have such a plan, sorry." Ning Changkong smiled helplessly:
"Also, when we go out to talk to my family later, please make sure the situation isn't so serious... Well, maybe I can draft a plan for you now?"
Bai Xian, who didn't know much about modern medicine, was rushed out of the clinic by him with a random excuse and is currently anxiously waiting for the result.
In fact, if there was any choice, Ning Changkong would not let Bai Xian come for the physical examination, and even pestered Chu Qingge for a long time about it.
He planned it carefully: he would mold a human body out of the cypress tree in the shape of a phoenix, and then let the molded body sleep on the bed for a day like he did last time. Then Ning Changkong could use his own body to go out and wander around.
Chu Qingge said, "Can you avoid Bai Xian from taking medicine or making nutritional powder?" Ning Changkong had to reluctantly find an excuse to bring Bai Xian for a physical examination.
The doctor pushed up his glasses and said, "This is against my professional ethics, Mingqi-kun."
Ning Changkong stood up from the treatment bed and said nonchalantly, "This is part of the confidentiality agreement. If you don't remember, I can remind you of the specific page number and number of entries."
Such a generous reward is not for nothing. The doctor sighed and took a few quick steps to catch up with Feng Huang.