Just then, she was holding a small knife,
and it was now buried in her stomach.
"Ning Jing, what are you doing!?"
"Yuxuan, let me be your test subject."
I hurried to my feet, snatched the twenty-centimeter fruit knife from Ning Jing's hand, and tossed it aside.
"You silly girl! I'm using strangers for the experiments. How could I use you?"
Ning Jing looked pained. She shook her head, clutched the wound on her stomach, and said to me, "Yuxuan, the XZ military district has turned against us. Even if you wanted a test subject, do you think they'd give you one?"
"If they won't give us one, we can steal one! You silly girl."
I was honestly at a loss. Sometimes this girl was even more impulsive than I was.
I wanted to scold her, but then she looked at me with such an expectant gaze that I didn't know what to say.
"You really are... stubborn."
"Hehe~"
Ning Jing smiled awkwardly, then lay down on the sofa in pain, clutching her stomach as blood ran from the wound.
I hesitated for a moment, then raised a hand and summoned Tuanzi.
"Tuanzi, you know what I'm thinking. Give it a try, but there's one condition: absolutely do not let Ning Jing mutate. Understand?"
Tuanzi nodded its big-eyed head, then opened its mouth and answered in a babyish voice:
"Holy crap~"
My mouth twitched. I really could never get used to this kind of conversation, no matter how many times it happened.
I waved for Tuanzi to hurry up. Ning Jing had stabbed herself pretty badly; the knife had gone straight into her stomach, and its blade was more than ten centimeters long. There was no helping it—
a woman's waist was just too slender.
Riiip!
Tuanzi nodded at me,