Swallowing the Starry Skies: Wind Demon
Chapter 11

The Finest Detail

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"That is truly a genius scholar!" Feng Qingmo nodded in deep agreement after hearing Huo Haitian's words.

Counting his previous life, he had lived two lifetimes and never attended university, so he held a heartfelt respect for such geniuses.

"It's more than that," Huo Haitian's voice dropped lower. "Her physical fitness is already approaching the standard of a Martial Artist. More importantly, she is also a great beauty, the kind that could topple cities and ruin states..."

Feng Qingmo remained silent. He hadn't expected this burly man, who appeared rough and bold on the outside, to be such a gossip at heart.

"Do you know which field she majored in for her master's and doctorate?" Huo Haitian looked at him.

Feng Qingmo's heart stirred. He had come to the Science Division for an examination, and Huo Haitian had been talking about this great beauty the whole time; it was highly probable that she would be the one examining him.

"Is it medicine?"

"Haha," Huo Haitian chuckled softly. "That's why I say you're smart. But it's not just medicine—it's biotechnology..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a cold and melodious voice suddenly echoed inside the elevator car: "War God Huo Haitian, is gossiping behind people's backs very interesting?"

Huo Haitian stared blankly at the source of the sound, scratched his head in embarrassment, and muttered, "Aren't there only surveillance cameras in the elevator? This... since when can electricity eavesdrop too..."

"Quite a coincidence, it was installed just yesterday and is currently being tested..." After the cold voice finished speaking, the elevator gave a slight jolt and came to a stop, clearly having reached the corresponding floor.

Feng Qingmo and Huo Haitian looked at each other, both sensing the other's awkwardness. With nothing left to say, Huo Haitian shrugged and was the first to step out of the elevator.

The corridor outside the elevator was not dim; rather, it was as bright as day, and the entire hallway was exceptionally clean and spotless.

Huo Haitian was clearly thick-skinned, as he quickly forgot the previous embarrassment. He led Feng Qingmo forward, soon arriving in an extremely spacious hall.

After stepping through the entrance, even though Feng Qingmo's eyes could not see clearly, his Spiritual Force could sense the vastness of the hall. It was over 100 meters in length and width, with a height of 30 meters. Strangely, there was not a single pillar in the entire hall.

The surrounding walls and the arched ceiling were made of a rigid material that looked extremely sturdy and possessed super-strong resilience. It was precisely the existence of this material that ensured such a massive space would not collapse deep underground.

There were many researchers in white coats in the hall. Some were busy with their own work, ignoring the two of them entirely. Others glanced up, nodded at Huo Haitian as a greeting, and then curiously took a look at Feng Qingmo before returning to their tasks. Although there were many people, it was exceptionally quiet, save for the humming of certain machines.

Huo Haitian was clearly very familiar with this Science Division. He led Feng Qingmo through the hall, entered another corridor, and arrived outside a room.

"Knock, knock~~"

Huo Haitian raised his hand to knock on the door, and a cold voice came from within: "Come in!"

Huo Haitian shrugged at Feng Qingmo, turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, and walked inside.

In the spacious room, there was a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The scenery outside was an endless beach with seagulls dotting the sky, sunny and pleasant, making the entire room feel incredibly comfortable without the slightest sense of oppression from being underground. It was clearly a highly advanced form of virtual technology.

"Big niece, long time no see," Huo Haitian greeted with a smile, reaching out to pull Feng Qingmo to his side. "I've brought the person you wanted..."

Feng Qingmo looked up. Behind the desk a few meters away stood a blurred figure. She seemed to have long hair, but nothing else could be seen clearly. He only caught a faint, elegant fragrance, but Feng Qingmo inexplicably felt certain that this was not perfume, but a natural scent from the woman herself.

Under the sensing of his Spiritual Force, he could confirm that this was a female, but Spiritual Force was ultimately not direct vision; he could not perceive the "toppling beauty" that Huo Haitian had described.

The woman behind the desk glanced at Feng Qingmo and then looked quietly at Huo Haitian. Her gaze carried no sense of pressure, yet it immediately stopped the smile on Huo Haitian's face.

"Uh, big niece," Huo Haitian waved his hand unconsciously, as if trying to wave away the awkwardness in the air. "I was just complimenting you, I wasn't saying anything bad..."

A trace of helplessness appeared on the woman's cold face. "Alright, Uncle Huo, I'm not blaming you. Go sit on the sofa... I'll examine him first..."

The voice was crisp and pleasant—it was exactly the same voice that had come from the elevator earlier.

"Feng Qingmo, can you see the chair in front of you? Please sit."

Feng Qingmo nodded, pulled out the chair in front of him, and sat down.

"Let me introduce myself, my surname is Long." She walked over from behind the desk, seemingly holding a flashlight in her hand. As the distance closed, the faint fragrance became even more distinct.

"Hello, Dr. Long." Perhaps due to the fragrance, Feng Qingmo felt somewhat nervous.

Dr. Long reached out a hand to press against Feng Qingmo's head, tilting it slightly upward, while her other hand clicked on the flashlight, shining a strong beam of light into his pupils.

Although exposed to the intense light, Feng Qingmo did not feel it was dazzling.

After observing both eyes in turn, Dr. Long seemed not to have reached the result she wanted. She turned her head and said to Huo Haitian, "Uncle Huo, stay here yourself. I'm taking him to the room next door for an examination!"

"Alright, go ahead..." Huo Haitian said without looking up, busy studying a spherical ornament on the coffee table.

"Follow me..." Dr. Long turned and walked to another wall. She reached out to operate a panel, and after a soft click, a door slid open on the wall.

Probing with his Spiritual Force, he found that behind the door was an even more spacious room filled with various instruments. Feng Qingmo followed closely in Dr. Long's footsteps into the room.

The door behind them closed automatically with a "swish."

Dr. Long began to operate a screen and pointed with her finger: "Take off your combat suit and lie down!"

Feng Qingmo removed his combat suit, combat boots, and the like, keeping only his base layer. He took two steps forward and lay down on a bed that could slide.

"Click~ click~"

As soon as he lay down, several metal buckles automatically popped out from the electric bed, securing his body in place.

Startled, Feng Qingmo couldn't help but want to know what was happening. His Spiritual Force surged in reaction, instantly filling the entire room.

Under normal circumstances, Feng Qingmo usually maintained a minimum level of Spiritual Force scanning, enough to sense his surroundings without picking up on sensitive details.

Spiritual Force was like the divine sense of cultivators in xianxia novels; it was almost omnipresent. Once it crossed a certain threshold, everything nearby became crystal clear, and things that could block vision could not stop the probing of Spiritual Force—such as clothing!

At this moment, Feng Qingmo's Spiritual Force filled the entire room. In his carelessness, he crossed that threshold. Not only did the status of the various instruments in the room enter his mind, but every movement of Dr. Long was also revealed to him—

The most critical point was that although Dr. Long was wearing a white coat, and although this coat was exceptionally well-fitted, revealing her perfect figure, it was clearly not made of any special material and could not block the probing of his Spiritual Force

And so, in Feng Qingmo's mind, a graceful figure appeared in vivid, minute detail...

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