Chapter 75

"What do you want to say?" Ye Jiang asked proactively. She had always had a good impression of the Ability Control Bureau, and the Ability Control Bureau had even helped her confirm her strength, so she didn't mind asking.

Shi Tao's eyes deepened, and he suddenly began to explain to Ye Jiang, "On this Blood Moon Day this year, a major event occurred in our Trial Ground 165. The number of B-Rank ability users awakened far exceeded expectations, and even A-Rank ability users awakened."

Shi Tao stared at Ye Jiang. He could tell that the young man opposite him seemed gullible, knowing little about many things, but instead of using coaxing or deception, he chose to be frank. He asked, "Is this any of your business?"

Ye Jiang: "..."

Her silence echoed throughout the conference room.

"Why do you think it's related to me?" she asked. The training grounds, she felt, were something very distant.

It turns out that Ming Xia and her classmates' awakening is so striking.

Shi Tao replied, "We've analyzed it and believe this result is because someone helped the students resist the high concentration of Pollution. And as you see, your special ability can also be used for treatment."

Ye Jiang paused for a moment, even she could hear the absurdity in his words: "... I hadn't even awakened back then, I was just an ordinary person."

Shi Tao said, "You are very special."

Such special beings may possess extraordinary qualities even before awakening; for example, those with potential may have superior physical and mental abilities compared to those who cannot awaken before awakening.

Ye Jiang: "."

Shi Tao said, "In fact, treating mental Pollution is a very troublesome matter. Even if a healing-type ability user intervenes, it will still take some time to cure. Therefore, humans cannot use a method of using higher-level Polluted for trials and then having healing-type ability users assist in the treatment. The efficiency is not high enough, and the trial participants will eventually be swallowed up by mental Pollution."

Ye Jiang: Oh, she's gained new knowledge again.

"But because you're special, you might be able to do things that healing-type ability users can't," Shi Tao said. "For example, solving the problem of insufficient efficiency."

Ye Jiang opened her mouth, Shi Tao spoke before she could, saying, "Please rest assured, I only have some doubts in my mind. I won't ask you for anything just because I'm certain that you helped the students awaken."

Ye Jiang: "."

She hadn't thought about that.

She's in a good mood right now, so--

"Want to give it a try?" Ye Jiang asked.

"What?"

Ye Jiang said, "Didn't you think I could quickly cure mental Pollution? You mean helping students resist high concentrations of Pollution? How about this, let's find someone suffering from mental Pollution and try it on the spot, won't that work?"

Shi Tao: "... Is that alright?"

Ye Jiang said, "I don't want to be misunderstood either."

This was a secret reception. Only Shi Tao and Ye Jiang were in the entire conference room. It was so spacious that Shi Tao could almost hear his own heartbeat echoing in the room.

He swallowed hard. "Thank you for your trust."

He wasn't one to be stubborn; now that things had come to this point, he stopped being coy and immediately got up to make a phone call. Soon, a wounded young man in uniform was brought into the conference room. The young man had just experienced a fierce battle, suffering multiple injuries. The excessive Pollution had caused him to alternate between mania and dementia. Shi Tao helped the young man to look at Ye Jiang. Ye Jiang got up and went to the young man, placing her hand on his wounds. As soon as she touched them, the wounds healed rapidly, and new flesh sprouted. Because there were no fatal wounds, Ye Jiang finished the treatment in just a few seconds.

Wow, so fast!

Shi Tao was secretly shocked when he saw her treat patients for the first time; she was indeed a level A healer.

But nothing else happened.

Ye Jiang didn't retract her hand. She remembered Shi Tao saying that healing-type ability users could treat mental Pollution. Having never done any healing in this area before, she thought about this. As she recalled Shi Tao's words, the uniformed young man, who was sometimes crazy and sometimes dazed, suddenly became much quieter, as if the Pollution was being removed.

However, it's very slow.

Just as Shi Tao said, mental Pollution is much more troublesome than physical injuries.

Shi Tao stared intently at the young man's recovery, his excited heartbeat slowly subsiding.

He seems to have guessed wrong.

"Okay..." Shi Tao said, unwilling to give up, "Shall I touch his forehead?"

The students in the training ground all said that their instructors had touched them like that.

Ye Jiang: "..."

She pressed her hand against the young man's forehead.

The treatment is still progressing slowly.

The light in Shi Tao's eyes dimmed, and he finally gave up. Miss Ye was very special, but that matter had nothing to do with her. After all, Miss Ye was still an unawakened one during the students' trials. If she had possessed a method to quickly cure the Pollution back then, that would have been too incredible. In the end, they had just been overthinking things.

"That's enough," Shi Tao called out. "I now believe it wasn't you, Ms. Ye. Thank you for your cooperation. I'll add today's treatment fee to your previous bill."

Ye Jiang released her grip, not refusing the money offered.

As Ye Jiang walked out of the conference room, Zhao Yi, who had been waiting outside, immediately ran towards her. "Teacher, did Director Shi want to sign a long-term cooperation agreement with you?"

Ye Jiang: "No."

"Then why did he contact you?"

"Why don't you go ask your bureau chief?"

"."

Isn't it because he's afraid?

Ye Jiang's "sound of the throat" was met with a response from Xiao Pei, the other person waiting outside. Xiao Pei approached with a complex expression. She didn't know what the branch office was doing, nor did the branch office share information with headquarters on everything. But the fact that the branch office director was receiving Ye Jiang alone in the conference room meant that something was definitely not simple.

Wow, Waiter have so many secrets.

Xiao Pei didn't pry, and said to Ye Jiang, "Hey, Waiter, would you like to have dinner together?"

Ye Jiang, who had been looking down, immediately raised her eyes upon hearing this. "Are you inviting me?"

Xiao Pei: "... My treat."

Okay.

The two left the Ability Control Bureau to have dinner.

While the two went to eat, the branch director of the Ability Control Bureau was sitting alone in the conference room. The conference room was empty, with a ray of the setting sun shining obliquely through the skylight. Dust particles flew and moved in the beam of light. The branch director of the Ability Control Bureau sat outside the beam of light, his body shrouded in darkness. He sat there for a long time, and then he made a phone call to the head of his Operations Team.

"A Turbot has been found."

"It's not her."

That woman was so honest; he couldn't see a trace of lying in her. For example, she didn't hide anything about the trial grounds.

That's a real shame.

Ye Jiang was overjoyed the day she received the money from the Ability Control Bureau. The nearly 3 million yuan deposit instantly made her rich; she could finally consider buying a house. Her friend Yu Qingyi wasn't home, and with no one to share her joy with, she thought of the Invisible Man. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen him for a few Invisible Man. He used to visit every day, but these past few days he'd completely disappeared. The last time she saw him was the day he recommended his idol to her. Where had he gone? Was he chasing after a star?

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Where is this?

The Polluted, made of water, swayed in the wilderness. Its swollen body reminded it of a bad feeling, as if... once upon a time...

Huh?

What happened before?

[I can't remember... I can't remember...]

[it hurts.]

A slender human figure flashed through his mind, quickly blurring into a mosaic; he seemed to have forgotten someone very important to him.

I feel so awful.

His body became so large, so empty.

[Ouch, that hurts!]

Something was tearing at his soul, causing an unbearable pain, and his mind was also clouded and confused.

Why is he here?

Where is he going?

"Ah, what a tall guy." A voice of amazement came from the ground, a clear, youthful voice.

The Polluted slowly lowered his head, and the boy looked up at him, his beautiful chestnut curly hair flipped back in two strands because of the posture, revealing a touch of playfulness and cuteness.

If his face wasn't smeared with the bodily fluids of the Polluted, which would have splattered from the boy's left waist down to his right cheek, one could foresee how gruesome his death must have been.

The Polluted, made of water, instinctively sensed a danger and staggered away.

However, the boy calmly took a few steps and stood in front of the Polluted.

"Meeting is fate, don't be in a hurry to leave."

The boy smiled, revealing an adorable dimple on his cheek.

He looked up at the Polluted.

"Let me ask you a question—tall guy, what do you think romance is?"

The boy asked, his cat-like eyes flashing with a dangerous light, as if an unsatisfactory answer from the tall Polluted would immediately become another splash of liquid on the boy.

"Romantic...?"

The Polluted, made of water, stammered, his muddled mind struggling to understand the boy's words.

"Yes, romantic."

"... romantic..."

"Yes, romantic."

The boy had exceptional patience.

The Polluted kept repeating himself when suddenly an idea flashed into his mind.

Something squeezed out of his watery hands, a tiny handful, which the enormous Polluted held tenderly to his chest.

"Romantic," he said, this time with certainty.

This is his romance.

The boy looked at him; the mold-like, polluted remains of the Polluted were neatly bundled together, dry and seemingly aged. Touching them, they crumbled into powder. The limbs of the B-Rank Bone Joint Flower had been bound together into a real...

bouquet.

A smile suddenly bloomed on the boy's face, filling his dimples with laughter. He exclaimed, "How romantic! My friend, you truly understand romance!"

He was overjoyed, admiring the bouquet of "flowers," when the water-based Polluted started to hurt again. His mind was foggy, and he drifted off, unconsciously crying out in pain. The pain even made him forget the fear the boy had instilled in him. Like a zombie, he staggered toward the unknown future, water dripping onto the ground.