Radiant Flame of Fire, Trimming Little Brother's Nose Hairs with a Spear, and Finding a Big Fish
Parliament Building.
Top-floor office.
A halo hung in midair, with Qian Qingqing's figure clearly visible within it.
The young girl wore an excited expression. Both hands gripped a long spear that stood two heads taller than she did, creating a striking contrast.
"Hi!"
She gave a soft shout and swiftly swung her arms.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The whistling never ceased.
The spear tip sliced rapidly through the air.
No.
It should have been the tip of a pencil.
Because a short piece of pencil lead had been glued to the tip of the spear.
On the opposite wall hung a square solid-wood board, with an equally square sheet of white paper pasted onto its surface.
Whoosh!
Each time the spear tip swept past the paper, it left behind a black stroke.
A few seconds later.
A character appeared on the paper—Want!
The young girl was answering the question from earlier.
Qian Qingqing glanced over the paper and nodded in satisfaction. She quickly set down the spear, tore off the sheet, opened the drawer, and placed it inside.
Click!
The drawer slid shut.
This was the standard procedure for the two of them to communicate over a distance.
Most of the time.
Black Cat acted as the messenger. It used a Shadow Clone to read the letters before delivering the information to its master.
On rarer occasions.
Cheng Han would also use the Eye of Omniscience for "online" communication.
Just like now.
Cheng Han looked at the large character "Want" in the halo, a trace of amusement flashing through his eyes.
No wonder Qingqing had been improving so quickly. She used all her spare time to train, never even forgetting to practice her spear technique while writing letters.
Then again.
Using a spear nearly two meters long to write on a sheet