Dr. Lin's fingertips slid quickly across Ning Feng's skin, causing Ning Feng's body to tense up.
Ning Feng clearly didn't want things to be this way, but the current situation left him no choice but to comply.
"Don't resist, or it will become very painful."
Ning Feng's chest and the area above his navel were grayish-white, making him look as if he had been sculpted from marble.
His body was enchanted, and it was a specially modified spell that only affected a small area.
At this moment, there were faint marks on Ning Feng's chest, outlining a strange pattern.
With the final stroke completed, Xilin finally stopped her fingertips from tracing Ning Feng's chest, straightened up, and let out a soft breath.
"Phew~ It's finally finished! Very good, very good!"
Admiring her work, Shirin nodded in satisfaction and smiled:
"Preparations are complete, now it's time for the main event."
She reached out and gently tapped the cabinet filled with medicine bottles. Hundreds of bottles floated up, and then a large amount of raw materials were enveloped by the power and flew out, swirling around her.
As if remembering something, Xilin suddenly laughed and struck up a conversation with Ning Feng:
"Speaking of which, the title you gave me is not bad. I actually quite like the nickname 'Witch'."
*Smack*
With a snap of his fingers, the raw materials were crushed, fused, and compressed in mid-air by an invisible force, finally coalescing into a silver sphere that kept expanding and contracting.
Finally, from the glass tube next to Xilin, a familiar bright red liquid floated out and flew towards the silver ball.
"This is……"
"That's right, it's your blood."
With a slight twitch of the finger, the blood sphere and the metal sphere in the air approached and merged, emitting a teeth-grinding friction sound, gradually turning into a dark silver fluid and calming down.
Perhaps, as she herself said, that's true.
The scene before us is less like that of an alchemist researching various metal ratios and pursuing mysteries…
Rather, she's more like a "witch" conducting occult experiments in a cabin in the woods!
"Sure enough, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names."
The experiment was about to begin, and Xilin, somewhat excited, unusually boldly stroked Ning Feng's cheek, deliberately saying:
"I want to leave some traces of you, so that you won't be easily seduced by other women."
She's clearly a genius in our branch. If she gets kidnapped while I'm sleeping, where will I put my face?!
Don't I have any pride?
"I will carve a secret rune on your body, a rune that can maximize your power!"
Secret patterns?
Wait, are you going to use that silver one to draw for me?
The silver secret pattern... if we use a short name for it, wouldn't that be a bit odd?
Unable to hear Ning Feng's inner screams, Xilin gently dipped her fingertip in the dark silver liquid and softly traced the faint mark on his chest.
One stroke, one stroke.
Gentle yet incredibly firm.
Ning Feng lost all interest in complaining after she started, because his feelings were completely different from his outward appearance.
He felt that every stroke of Dr. Lin's brush was not etched on his chest, but rather penetrated deeper, constantly stimulating something!
A nameless fear began to grow in Ning Feng's heart. He felt that if things continued like this, something unpredictable might happen.
It wasn't directed at me, but at Dr. Lin!
What is it?!
What went wrong?
Suddenly, Ning Feng realized something.
Dr. Lin is not only modifying his own body, but also invading His domain!
But some people are not easy to get along with!
Ning Feng didn't know Ariana's true strength, but he still had a strange intuition that a fifth-tier awakened person might be taken seriously, but still not enough.
We must stop Dr. Lin, otherwise she will...
At that very moment, Shirin frowned, feeling immense resistance as she moved her fingertips!
"So, it's going to fail again after all?"
Sensing the approaching danger, Ning Feng wanted to warn them, but sadly discovered that he had lost control of his body.
"Hey! Ariana, don't joke around at a time like this!"
Surprisingly, the black cat didn't play dead. Its voice echoed in Ning Feng's heart, carrying a half-hearted, feigned cry of grievance:
("Oh dear, you're blaming me now? You really are a jerk, forgetting the old for the new.")
“But you…”
("Why should I punish her? Isn't this more fun!")
Interrupting Ning Feng, Ariana's voice was filled with excitement as she said expectantly:
("Whether it's the [Divine Avatar] just now or the [Secret Rune] now, you humans always manage to do things that surprise me. It's really interesting~")
("Besides, she's doing this for your own good, so why would I stop her?")
("Am I some jealous, wicked woman in your heart? No way~")
Knowing that Ariana wouldn't harm Dr. Lin, Ning Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and decided he didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Knowing that Ning Feng was angry, Ariana didn't care, and spoke generously to Shirin, who was hesitating whether to continue:
(“Take them all! Go ahead and try them out, let me see just how far you can go~”)
The next moment, Xilin felt the resistance at her fingertips disappear, and she smoothly made the last stroke!
Knock knock.
An inexplicable tremor emanated from the space, causing all the objects in the room to tremble slightly as the tremor gradually intensified.
And this sound came from the silver secret pattern that lit up on Ning Feng's chest!
The dark silver liquid lost its blood color, leaving only pure silver that shimmered with light.
Three minutes later, the light gradually faded, and the secret patterns on it disappeared.
The room fell silent, with only the heavy breathing of the two people rising and falling.
A thin layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her forehead. Shirin had used up twice as much magic power in this experiment as she had imagined, and she was almost drained of it!
Although there were some minor deviations in the process, at least the result achieved what she wanted.
"I didn't expect to succeed on the first try. Perhaps your blood really is my lucky star."
Lowering her head, Xilin smiled at the shocked Ning Feng and asked softly:
"Look, isn't this a touching change? Isn't it beautiful?"
There was no longer any sense of unfamiliarity about him, no feigned friendliness, and not even the intellectual air that seemed like a pretense.
The current Xilin is completely different from the one Ning Feng remembered.
Shirin, unable to hide her true self, is even more authentic and endearing.
Seeing her tired yet joyful expression, Ning Feng pursed his lips, stood up, reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and whispered:
"Yes, it's beautiful."
"Both you and this experiment are beautiful."
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