Chapter 490
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Chapter 490: Testing
“I have a question,” An Qingyu seemed to recall something. “Right now, you should be in the form of a magnetic field, not a soul. Why can you possess Lin Qiye?”
“In a sense, it’s not possession,” Jiang Er explained. “I merely connected my magnetic field to the magnetic field of his brain, simulating a portion of emotional signals to control his behavior. I didn’t invade his mind.”
“So, you’re saying this kind of possession can ignore the realm of mental power?”
Jiang Er nodded. “Theoretically, yes. But the magnetic field of the human brain is dynamic and fluctuates with different emotions. If the frequency of these fluctuations exceeds my adaptability range, I will be ejected from the magnetic field.
The stronger the mental power of a person, the greater their fluctuation frequency. They can even alter their brain’s magnetic field to block my entry to some extent.”
An Qingyu pondered, “You can influence others’ behavior with your magnetic field, but the duration of this influence varies from person to person… But if that’s the case, how were you knocked away by Jialan earlier? Don’t you lack a physical form?”
“I’m puzzled too,” Jiang Er rubbed his forehead, his eyes filled with confusion. “If she could knock me away, there’s only one possibility… that she adjusted her brain’s magnetic field to match mine exactly.
To achieve this, two prerequisites are needed. One is that her mental power must be strong enough, and secondly, she must have been possessed by me before to familiarize herself with my magnetic field fluctuations… But I’ve never possessed her!”
“Could it be a coincidence?”
“…Perhaps.”
An Qingyu nodded. “So what did you talk about at the office earlier?”
Jiang Er paused, turned his head to the side, and softly replied:
“That’s a secret.”
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Lingtang City.
Heart District.
Shen Qingzhu had his hands in his pockets, expressionless as he followed behind the Seventh Seat, his peripheral vision scanning the storefronts on either side of the street, lost in thought.
Today, the Seventh Seat wasn’t wearing that qipao; after all, at this time, they needed to keep a low profile to avoid drawing attention. Yet even in a loose sweatshirt, her figure was still striking, causing passersby to glance back frequently.
She held a folding fan in her left hand and a cup of milk tea in her right, the corners of her bright red lips slightly upturned, seemingly enjoying the attention from the crowd.
“Why are you walking so slowly?” The Seventh Seat turned back to look at the sluggish Shen Qingzhu, her expression somewhat displeased. “If this continues, we won’t have enough time to gather supplies. Are you doing this on purpose?”
Shen Qingzhu shot her a glance. “If you hadn’t wasted two hours shopping for clothes, would we be short on time? Who’s really stalling here, me or you?”
“What, you don’t agree?” The Seventh Seat narrowed her eyes. “It seems the Ninth Seat hasn’t taught you the rules well; you don’t even know to respect your seniors…”
“Senior? You are indeed a senior,” Shen Qingzhu sneered. “Almost forty years old, dressing so flamboyantly, still trying to act young?”
“You!!”
The Seventh Seat’s eyes flared with anger.
“What, do you want to fight?” Shen Qingzhu’s eyes brimmed with provocation. “If you want to throw down, I’m ready anytime; just afraid you old hag won’t dare…”
The Seventh Seat clenched her fists, her body trembling slightly with rage, her eyes flickering with light several times before finally settling into calm.
“Heh, do you think I’m stupid? If we really fought, the Night Watchers would be here in no time. If the mission is exposed, neither of us will have a good outcome!” The Seventh Seat turned and walked toward a nearby mall.
“Wait here; I need to use the restroom.”
Watching the Seventh Seat’s figure disappear from view, Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes, a hint of disappointment flashing across his face.
“Tch…”
He stood by the street, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag, slowly exhaling…
Amid the hazy smoke, his peripheral vision scanned the surroundings, his gaze flickering.
With the Seventh Seat gone, now was undoubtedly the best time to relay information to the outside world.
In that moment, countless thoughts surged in his mind.
Should he trigger an explosion in the air above Heart District?
Too flashy, too obvious, and it wouldn’t convey the specific message he wanted to express.
Leave a mark in the surrounding environment?
By the time the Night Watchers discovered it, it would probably be too late.
Ask a passerby to call the police?
The police station has specialists; if there’s any information related to the mysterious side, it will be reported to the local Night Watcher team. Just by revealing the location and the conspiracy, within ten minutes, the information would land on the desk of Team 008…
This seemed like the most reliable method.
Shen Qingzhu stepped forward, approaching a woman standing at the entrance of KFC. Just as he was about to ask to borrow her phone, a thought flashed through his mind.
He paused.
No…
The woman looked up, seeing Shen Qingzhu, her eyes filled with confusion.
Shen Qingzhu didn’t turn his head or speak; his footsteps hesitated imperceptibly before he bypassed the woman and continued walking to the trash can, gently tossing the half-smoked cigarette into it.
He glanced at his watch, his expression seemingly displeased.
In the mall, on the second floor.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of KFC, the Seventh Seat observed Shen Qingzhu silently, her brow slightly furrowed, lost in thought.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes…
After five minutes passed, Shen Qingzhu still stood there, showing no signs of movement.
The Seventh Seat checked the time and quietly left KFC, leisurely returning to the street.
“Too slow,” Shen Qingzhu shot her a glance, frowning.
The Seventh Seat snorted coldly, saying nothing more, and headed straight for the supermarket on the lower level.
The two each pushed a shopping cart, first entering the daily necessities section to begin purchasing supplies in bulk.
Shen Qingzhu absentmindedly swept through the toilet paper aisle while secretly pondering something. Just as he filled his cart halfway, two familiar voices came from not far away.
“Big sister, I’m talking about the strange happenings in Lingtang City, not the weird stuff at your house… Your cat doing backflips doesn’t count!”
Shen Qingzhu pushed his cart past the shelves.
In the fresh produce section, a chubby man was chatting animatedly with a female sales assistant.
Seeing the man’s face, Shen Qingzhu’s eyes narrowed slightly.
A thought suddenly surged in his mind.
