Bo Yi still remembered that on the examination report in the office, Ran Yan's results had also been marked "failed."
So he looked at the large pool of blood on the floor.
Since there was a ready-made "solution," he might as well help himself...
After dodging another attack, Bo Yi landed lightly near Ran Yan. Sure enough, the women who had been crowding tightly around him did not surround him as they had before.
But that alone was not enough.
Bo Yi bent down and picked up a shard of glass soaking in the pool of blood. Then, with a gentle flick of his finger, he sent it tracing an almost perfect arc through the air, accompanied by a faint, sharp whistle, straight toward one of the women.
Just before the shard could touch the hem of her clothes, the woman nimbly twisted at the waist and dodged the attack. But the drops of blood on the shard carried on, splashing onto her face.
Then Bo Yi saw what happened when a "vessel" soaked in "nutrient solution" whose "effective concentration" was too low-
In just one second, the once plump, translucent patch of skin began shriveling at an astonishing speed where the blood had landed, like fruit left under the blazing sun for days, rapidly losing its moisture. The fat and water beneath the skin were drained away in an instant, leaving only a dry, wrinkled layer clinging to the bone, in stark contrast to the still-plump skin around it.
It seemed blood really was these "vessels'" weakness.
But with so many "vessels," even draining every last drop of blood from both him and Ran Yan would not be enough.
So there had to be another way...
Bo Yi's gaze lingered on the patch of skin that had formed a