Huh?
At that moment, Ji Liushuang wasn't even the most surprised. Professor Lisha clearly hadn't realized how the conversation had suddenly turned to her.
"What material? I don't remember agreeing to anything."
After dealing with Professor Fu so many times, her instincts kicked in, and she went on full alert.
"Of course you didn't. You haven't helped me submit the application yet."
Naturally, Professor Fu's matter-of-fact reply still managed to sink below even her worst expectations.
He even expected her to submit the application for him—
"I need a piece of Kalaodola's flesh."
But her resentment only boiled for an instant before Professor Fu continued.
"...Didn't you just apply for a piece?"
Realizing that something similar had happened once before—and that this really was the usual process—Lisha was speechless for a moment. After holding it in for a long while, she finally asked.
"I used it up. I have too many projects on hand."
Honesty was the best policy. Professor Fu sounded entirely matter-of-fact.
"That material is strictly controlled..."
Given his track record, Professor Lisha found it hard to question him. All she could do was weakly emphasize the regulations.
"I know. You're the one who strictly controls it."
That argument really didn't hold up against Professor Fu.
How to test the hand axe they'd gone to such trouble to obtain was obviously a crucial question. Fortunately, Fu Qian had already given it some thought.
Just as Ji Liushuang had suggested, should he try chopping her with it and see what happened?
Objectively speaking, it was a pretty good approach.
Not only was her mother, Ji Xue, available as a comparison, it would also directly address the question he cared about most: what kind of connection and interaction did the hand axe have with Senior Ji Feng, the Ji