Good Evening, Sir

Shisui walked downstairs, he recalled the translucent, pale red crystal he had just seen.

According to the data collected by Kakugan, Shisui discovered that it is actually very similar to flesh and Flesh Crystals.

Among them, Flesh Crystals are formed by directly compressing materials.

Coagulated Blood Crystals —those pale red crystals—are formed by removing impurities and then compressing the remaining, fairly pure Psychic Energy.

This is most likely to allow Human Race to better absorb the Psychic Energy within.

After all, Human Race are different from Ghouls; they cannot digest the impurities in their flesh and blood, and it is even difficult for them to excrete them.

If there are too many impurities in the Coagulated Blood Crystal, it will actually affect the absorber's cultivation speed, which is putting the cart before the horse.

However, the process of removing impurities also leads to a significant increase in material loss.

Therefore, Shisui speculated that the production of this Coagulated Blood Crystal, which was quite useless to him, should not be high.

This is probably a limited-edition product offered by the Wealth-Bringing Caravan to high-end users.

More than Coagulated Blood Crystals, Shisui cares about the person who proposed the idea and the person who implemented it.

The machine was ingeniously designed, and the materials used were all Psychic Energy metals.

Shisui even sensed subtle fluctuations in Spatial Energy above.

Unfortunately, he only got a brief, cursory look from a distance; the exposure was too rapid, and he didn't get a clear look at the details of the equipment.

Was it because he was being stared at with his Kakugan for too long that he was discovered?

I'll have to be more careful next time.

Shisui snapped out of his thoughts and passed by a fruit stall on the street.

He casually picked out a fresh, bright red apple brimming with Psychic Energy, haggled with the vendor for a bit, and then bought it.

"Snap!"

Hmm, it's the crisp and sweet type.

In the afternoon, Moonwhite Shoal has a leisurely atmosphere, as peaceful as a paradise.

Shisui ate his apple, the warm sunlight shone on his soft black hair, and he continued strolling down the street.

He didn't plan to take any further action before nightfall.

"Honey, are you coming home tonight?"

"My boss just assigned me a new task, so I probably won't be back tonight."

"Okay, then take care of yourself, and rest whenever you feel tired."

"Okay, I got it. Honey, after we're done with this, how about we take the kids to Mao City for a trip?"

"Great! We haven't been to the beach since that time before we got married!"

"Oh, perfect timing! How about we take another set of wedding photos for you at the beach?"

"We're an old married couple, why are you still taking wedding photos! Honestly, get to work!"

"What's wrong with us being an old married couple? Okay, okay, don't push me, I'll go right now."

As evening fell, the blood-red rays of the setting sun shone on an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

He had just finished dinner at home when he waved goodbye to his gentle wife and left the house alone.

We need to temporarily move everything related to Coagulated Blood Crystals tonight.

Thinking of Bo Xiwan's gloomy expression, he quickened his pace as he walked towards the small hill behind Moonwhite Shoal.

The middle-aged man walked across the city's central avenue. The further he walked, the darker it became, and the fewer people he saw around him.

They walked until they reached the outskirts of the city, nearing the small hill where the mine was located, and by then it was completely dark.

He did not approach the open area on the outskirts where the Human Race and Beastfolk were facing off.

With a turn of his foot, the middle-aged man walked straight towards the side of the mountain.

The mountainside is covered with moss and vines, and hidden in the dark green is a secret door.

That was actually where he regularly entered and exited the mine.

As for the "front gate," going through there would mean openly informing Human Race and Beastfolk spies that someone had entered the mine.

This constitutes crossing the line.

Therefore, usually only the boss will bring people there.

This is also a way of indirectly communicating with our partners in the Human Race and Beastfolk.

As for him, the person in charge of matters related to Coagulated Blood Crystals, he was a figure hidden in the shadows, a fact known only to all.

After all, the high-ranking officials of Human Race and Beastfolk cannot afford to associate with such a heinous industry.

The middle-aged man skillfully opened the hidden door, entered, and then carefully closed and locked it.

The passageway behind the door was not wide, barely wide enough for one person to pass through.

After walking for quite a while, he suddenly found himself in a spacious mine shaft.

Tonight, the mine is deserted; the "workers" have all been temporarily dismissed.

Not all the lights in the mine were turned on; only a few overhead lights near the equipment were left on.

Tiny dust particles gleamed with a barely perceptible metallic luster under the dim overhead light, making the vast mountain hollow appear even more desolate and eerie than before.

Even though these "workers" were all tools controlled by various informed forces, Bo Xiwan, out of caution, still did not want them to see what the equipment looked like.

Therefore, tonight, only the middle-aged man will be transferring the equipment and core data here.

He walked to the device, first adjusting his own Psychic Energy to a calm state, and then gently releasing it to connect to the device.

He then adjusted the Psychic Energy fluctuations to match the frequency of the device's energy core.

Then, slowly and completely shut down the equipment's safety devices.

This step requires that the operator's Psychic Energy be registered with the device to avoid triggering the device's self-destruct program.

If there were outsiders in the mine at this moment, they would notice the obvious difference before and after the protective devices were turned off.

Originally, the equipment, which looked no different from the mining machinery next to it in the eyes of outsiders, slowly shed its disguise, revealing a metal shell covered with blood-red patterns.

The person in charge—the middle-aged man—watched this scene with an air of nonchalance, calmly maintaining the output of Psychic Energy.

After about ten minutes, having confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the device, he moved on to the next one and repeated the process.

The sooner we finish moving, the sooner we can go home.

With this mindset, he did not follow the "one off, one move" rule, but planned to turn off all the protective devices at once and then move them all together.

As time went on, nine more pieces of equipment, stained with blood, appeared in the mine.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

The slightly heavy breathing was particularly noticeable in the empty and quiet mine.

The person in charge was starting to feel fatigued from the prolonged and precise manipulation of the Psychic Energy.

He decided to take a sip of water before starting to move the equipment, so he turned around and walked towards the nearby water dispenser.

The instant he moved slightly away from the equipment, a dark red afterimage suddenly darted out of the darkness!

"Bang!"

His head was seized, and the immense force suddenly slammed him against the rock wall of the mine.

Shisui emerged from the Alternate Space and stood outside the lights.

He casually dragged the middle-aged man, who was already suffering from a concussion, to his front with his Bikaku.

Good evening, sir.

The twisted Bikaku shimmered with a metallic sheen like dried blood in the dim light.

Her white hair was whipped about wildly by the air currents generated by the attack.

His Shisui, Kakugan gleamed in the darkness, his tone carrying a probing smile.

Would you mind telling me about the projects you're in charge of?