Chapter 7, The First Hunt
Are you referring to ... ... Linlin ?
Once the demonic energy was completely consumed, Sun Linlin's complexion noticeably changed. Although her face still appeared ashen, the vitality that belonged to a human returned, and her breathing became much more even, approaching calmness
Do not call him General Sun! Call him Uncle Sun!
A wisp of blue smoke drifted by, and a completely fiery red rat appeared at Siyuan's feet, looking quite adorable as it tiptoed. However, upon its appearance, Siyuan immediately felt his stamina rapidly depleting, and he hurriedly called out: "Firelight Beast, please help... I can't hold on much longer"
"Give it a try." Siyuan scratched his head and said, "I will do my best, Uncle Sun... Please go out first and close the door."
Si Yuan scratched his head. Although he did not understand why Ying Zhao was doing this, since he had already done it, what else could Si Yuan say? After all, he was his subordinate, and Ying Zhao was a genuine immortal. If he were to engage in any tricks, Si Yuan actually had no good way to deal with him.
Upon hearing these words, General Sun let out a sigh: "It seems that the guidance of a wise person is indeed effective"
Si Yuan released his grip, lightly inhaling the demonic aura in the room. He then took out a reference chart from his pocket and began to examine it meticulously, muttering to himself: "This scent should be from a plant, specifically a spirit. Let's see, it is sweet and fragrant without being sour, intense yet unyielding, unfriendly. Ah, this must be a flower demon."
Si Yuan was taken aback: "What did you say?"
"Nonsense! If the entire company could be like you, I would have already made it into the Fortune 500," General Manager Sun firmly denied Siyuan's speculation. Then, leaning his plump head closer to Siyuan, he said mysteriously, "You know I have a daughter who doesn't understand things, right?"
When the Firelight Beast began to gnaw at the almost materialized demonic energy, the wails that erupted from the demonic energy could be clearly felt even by those outside the door who had not opened their heavenly eyes, and the mournful cries sounded chilling to the bone
"No rush, no rush, it's fine for a man to be a little late." General Manager Sun lifted his teacup and took a sip of tea: "Has work been going smoothly during this period?"
Siyuan was stunned at that moment, and his mind began to race with chaotic thoughts: Could it be that... they intend to betroth that lunatic to me, dear lord... I can't handle her, please spare me... You might as well just dismiss me, I beg you.
The Firelight Beast nibbled delicately, bit by bit, yet at an extremely fast pace. As the demonic energy dissipated, the Firelight Beast's form had evidently changed; what was originally just a large rat on fire had now transformed into a large rat on fire with golden edges. Moreover, Siyuan's stamina had somewhat recovered during its feeding, allowing him to avoid fainting immediately.
This scent is all too familiar to Siyuan. Back in the flatlands, those two fellows even took the time to teach Siyuan how to identify demonic energy. The sweeter the fragrance, the more powerful the demon; conversely, those emanating a strange and foul odor are nothing but dregs.
The Firelight Beast clearly understood Siyuan's words. It rolled on the ground and transformed into a wisp of blue smoke, which faintly returned to the card held in Siyuan's hand. Moreover, the pattern on the card had also changed from before, becoming a mouse with a golden border.
Originally, if one remembers the names, one can summon the required spirits simply by calling their names, but... It is no easy task to remember the names of tens of thousands of spirits, and misusing the cards not only fails to achieve the desired effect but can also cause further harm to the victims, potentially leading to their death.
After confirming, Siyuan flipped through a few pages of the manual: "This is the cold poison in the body; to eliminate the demon, one must use fire to counter the demon."
The large rat turned its head to glance at Siyuan, and its red fur immediately bristled. Although there was no sound of an explosion, the overwhelming sensation of fiery energy left Siyuan feeling somewhat stifled. It was precisely this eruption that cleared the gloom from the room, and the intense fragrance was completely consumed by this conflicting attribute. Moreover, the firelight beast seemed to have enjoyed a sumptuous meal, its sly little eyes sparkling with delight. It appeared to still be unsatisfied, as it leaped around the room, chasing the lingering demonic energy. After a round of energetic antics, it swiftly darted onto the bed, nestled beside Sun Linlin's mouth, and with a gulp, it slipped right into her mouth.
With a dull thud, the door was shut. Siyuan took out the operation manual personally written by Baize and approached Sun Linlin. After lifting the blanket, he found that Sun Linlin, wearing only a pair of briefs, had become so emaciated that she barely resembled a human, reduced to little more than a skeleton, no longer the stunning beauty she once was.
The golden-edged big rat had a hearty meal, and it wiggled its chubby body to Si Yuan's feet, affectionately rubbing against his pant leg while emitting a soft purring sound, looking extremely adorable
The ominous energy drew closer, and Siyuan shrank into a ball, resigned to waiting for death as the end approached. At this critical moment, a burst of flames erupted before him, scattering a dazzling array of starlight. The fire beast, emerging from an unknown source, bit down on the tail of the menacing black shadow. Despite the shadow's fearsome appearance, it was as helpless before the seemingly clumsy giant rat as a woman named Yao Jie would be when faced with a perverse client, howling as it was dragged into a corner by the giant rat
Demonic energy
Mr. Sun did not rush to explain; he simply sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed, looking at his emaciated daughter with a forlorn expression: "Linlin has been like this for more than three months... I have taken her to hospitals across the country to no avail. Later, a wise person said that something happened, causing this affliction. I even hired someone to exorcise the spirits, but there was no effect at all. However, last night I encountered a young man who asked me if someone in my family was in a deep sleep and then told me that the person who could solve this problem was both far away and close at hand. His hints were just two sentences: 'The dragon is born in the year of the snake, facing east while sitting in the west.'
"Two grades younger than me, attending the same elementary school..."
"Fire attribute ... ... Fire attribute ... ..." Si Yuan took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket, searching among the more than one hundred cards he could use: "Fire attribute ... ... Liuli Demon, no. Lightning Beast, no. Pikachu ... ... Hmm? How could there be a Pikachu? Found it! Firelight Beast!"
In fact, this is not a bias from Siyuan against her; Mr. Sun's daughter is undoubtedly a remarkable oddity of this era. Although she is as beautiful as a flower, her character is anything but ordinary. Throughout his life, Siyuan has never seen anyone dare to approach her. Not only is she capricious, but she also has a serious tendency towards violence. Moreover, it is said that after entering junior high school, she transformed into a delinquent girl, excelling in fighting, smoking, skipping classes, and running away from home. If it weren't for her family's wealth, she would probably have ended up in Dongguan working as a technician by now. ... Throughout his life, Siyuan has never seen anyone dare to approach her. Not only is she capricious, but she also has a serious tendency towards violence. Moreover, it is said that after entering junior high school, she transformed into a delinquent girl, excelling in fighting, smoking, skipping classes, and running away from home. If it weren't for her family's wealth, she would probably have ended up in Dongguan working as a technician by now. ... At that time, Siyuan even thought of her technician number, which would be four hundred thirty-eight.
It's nothing, it's nothing... You can go ahead and try, is there anything you need? I can prepare it, like a peach wood sword or something?
Little Qi ... ... can you ... ...
Entering the spacious study, which measures a full 60 square meters, General Sun personally took a bottle of beverage from the refrigerator and handed it to Siyuan, with a beaming smile and a friendly demeanor, saying: "Xiao Qi, how has Lao Qi been lately? I haven't seen him for a long time."
Of course, although he comforts himself in this way, he knows just how weak he is at the moment and must quickly find a way to strengthen himself... He absolutely cannot wait for others to come to him and offer a nutritional package, that would be so embarrassing
"Mr. Sun, please don't do this." Siyuan felt quite embarrassed, but seeing Mr. Sun's tears was truly moving. Even such an ungrateful daughter is still the apple of her father's eye. The dignified president was actually crying like a coward: "Linlin needs a thorough examination. Once she feels better, I want to have a talk with her..."
"Uncle Sun, it's alright." After a while of resting, Siyuan gently opened the door and said to the anxious Mr. Sun waiting outside, "You should go check on Linlin. I will head back first... I would like to take a day off today, feeling a bit tired."
Between the legs ... ... Si Yuan glanced at the bulging area covered by Sun Linlin's clothing, feeling both amused and helpless as he covered her with the blanket, pondering: "Since the first two items are met, there is no need to check the third one ... ... "
Alright, alright
Continuing downwards: "The breasts... I apologize, but you no longer have any, so please don't blame me, I am not a pervert. Between the breasts, here. Warm and moist, with protrusions. Conforming."
Si Yuan shook his head: "I don't need anything... Can you prepare a few Snickers for me? Also, some Red Bull..."
Good ... ... good ... ... quite good. My father has just been promoted to workshop director
When it came to his daughter, Mr. Sun's expression suddenly darkened, and he stood up dejectedly, leading Siyuan towards a room in the corner of the corridor
Mr. Sun recalled and stood up to gesture, saying: "Approximately 1.85 meters tall, wearing a suit, and sporting sunglasses. There seems to be a tiger tattoo on the back of the neck"
This time, Siyuan was thoroughly frightened; this rat must weigh at least twenty jin, which is comparable to a large otter. If it were to crawl into someone's mouth... that person would undoubtedly have no chance of survival
You come with me
There is no need to say anything more... I already know who it is
"Uncle Sun, I can only give it a try," Siyuan said, scratching his head. "I'm not sure; you can see it too, I'm a novice."
As soon as the door to the room was opened, a seductive sweet fragrance rushed out, causing Siyuan to immediately cover his nose, while Mr. Sun seemed to have no reaction at all
"Don't be afraid, just believe in yourself," Siyuan comforted himself while indulging in food, "Baize said that the power of the Ten Thousand Beasts Token is limitless, so there's no need to be afraid... no need to be afraid..."
In just a short while, two full boxes of Snickers and twenty-four bottles of red wine were placed before Siyuan, exuding an impressive presence
Yes, I remember she was your classmate, right
"Can I take the leftovers?" Siyuan smacked his lips and said, "Forget I mentioned it..."
What does that person look like
Alright, General Sun
"Mr. Sun, please go ahead and speak... Are you going to fire me?" Si Yuan's heart was racing. If he were really to be dismissed, he had no idea how he would explain it when he got home: "I... I haven't done anything wrong... I will definitely improve..."
"Come back." Siyuan leaned against the wall, panting heavily, "If you don't come back soon, I will die."
Take care... You must be tired too, so go back and rest. Can you come to the office tomorrow afternoon? Let's discuss in detail at the office.
Sitting on the ground and letting out a sigh of relief, Siyuan touched his still aching chest. That had merely been a mass of demonic energy, and it had already left him in such a state. If he were to encounter a real monster... Siyuan even found it hard to imagine.
Ah? Alright, alright, well said. Although General Sun does not understand why catching ghosts requires Red Bull and Snickers, he has long since adopted a "dead horse as a live horse" approach, and he would certainly comply even if it meant needing a urinal.
Thank you so much... Xiao Qi..." President Sun turned around and grasped Siyuan's hand, tears streaming down his face: "You say... what do you want!"
Seeing that Siyuan's complexion was not good, and coupled with the sounds of fighting and wailing from inside, General Sun did not dare to ask further. He hurriedly took out his keys from his pocket and handed them to his assistant, saying, "Go, drive Xiao Qi back to rest!" Then he quickly walked into the room to check on Sun Linlin, discovering that his daughter's complexion and expression had noticeably changed. In addition to her physical weakness and inability to move, she no longer exhibited the previous sense of impending death and pallor.
Siyuan chuckled twice, scratching his head in embarrassment: "Not yet."
As soon as the Firelight Beast burrowed into Linlin's mouth, the residual demonic energy in the room suddenly expanded, its rampant aura scraping against Siyuan like a rusty saw, causing him to collapse to the ground from intense pain and a strong sense of suffocation. Even after closing his eyes, he could still see a grotesque shadow lunging towards him. It was indeed the demonic energy executing a tactic to lure the tiger away from its mountain.
Then how can it be me
I have gathered all the people in the company who were born in the Year of the Snake, and then I examined the office arrangement. The only office that faces east while being located in the west is the server room... and you are the only person in there who was born in the Year of the Snake
Ah, thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time really flies," Mr. Sun sighed, reflecting on the swift passage of time, and then turned to Si Yuan with a smile, saying, "Xiao Qi, do you have a girlfriend yet?
I hope to succeed... this is the first time. "Siyuan pinched the card tightly and took a deep breath: 'Firelight Beast! Come out!'"
"Neng Neng! From now on, I will send a box to your office every day!" President Sun, with a beaming face, almost knelt down to speak with Siyuan: "Xiao Qi, do you have confidence in this?"
Si Yuan followed General Sun into the villa gate with surprise. As soon as he entered, the housekeeper handed him a pair of guest slippers and helped him take off his helmet, hanging it aside. This was a luxurious experience that Si Yuan had never encountered before in his life. He still remembered the first time he came here, when he decisively walked in barefoot, and at that time, no one offered him any shoes.
"The cheekbones are one, two, three inches, here." Siyuan examined according to the method outlined in the manual while looking at it: "The cheeks are icy cold, the earlobes are burning hot. This is consistent."