"Plop...."
"Plop....."
Seeing the bizarre item that feeds on blood, Master Fuli emitted an undisguised malice, directly aimed at the clay box. The creature hidden in the clay box could also keenly sense an extremely powerful being outside the door, wanting to kill it.
Terrified, the clay box immediately began to flee, but it was currently located in a basement. The only exit was guarded by Master Fuli at the staircase, and a skylight leading directly to the first floor roof; the rest were high walls.
The clay box crashed into a corner, bounced back, rolled on the ground like a die, spun, and then crashed heavily into another wall, tumbling a few more times.
The more it failed to escape, the more desperate the clay box became, increasing its speed and strength with each "bang bang bang" against the wall.
"Better to put it back for now, let's conclude after interrogating that group of dark cultivators! It is, after all, an antique."
Seeing the clay box acting like a headless fly, Wang Qiqi paused for a moment and began to persuade Master Fuli.
The patterns and engravings on the clay box were evidence of its age, possibly dating back six thousand years or even to the end of the Stone Age, tens of thousands of years ago.
Based on Wang Qiqi's limited knowledge of ancient history, it should have been unearthed near the Dadiwan Ruins in the neighboring province, potentially linked to remnants of the [Second Epoch].
However, the specific details and context would require interrogation of those dark cultivators and a carbon-14 dating analysis to finally conclude the dark cultivator case and proceed with protective excavation in the area where the clay box was found.
"Sit! Just sit where I'm pointing."
Master Fuli glanced at Wang Qiqi, then faced the clay box, letting out a moan while pointing a paw towards the basement.
Sensing Master Fuli's emotions, the clay box rolled and landed at the spot Master Fuli indicated.
Master Fuli then pointed to the wall, and the clay box immediately scurried to the corner, trying to bounce higher.
With a wave of Master Fuli's finger, the clay box performed an act of circus agility, rolling twice in mid-air.
The clay box, without needing to speak, showed through its actions a strong desire to survive.
However, the next words from Master Fuli nearly scared the clay box pale.
"This one is deeply scheming, I don't think it can be kept around." Master Fuli mused towards Wang Qiqi.
Wang Qiqi, a vein popping out on her forehead, looked at Master Fuli, then down at the breathless clay box.
"If you keep tormenting it, it'll be done for."
...
The clay box, referred to as the Blood God by the dark cultivators, was the main perpetrator in the case, so Wang Qiqi instructed the logistics team members to don protective gear and manually control the Mechanical Dog to move the clay box into a metal container in the basement.
This sanatorium isn't owned by the dark cultivators; its property rights are in the hands of a real estate company.
With the sanatorium project stalled due to a funding cut, the property is currently in judicial auction, with several conglomerates bidding.
The logistics team needed to clean up and remove all suspected Spiritual Particle items before they could withdraw.
Master Fuli and Wang Qiqi boarded another rescue helicopter heading to an internal hospital in Chang'an.
Momo had just disembarked from the helicopter, and the emergency doctors, waiting there, took her and carried hammers, electric saws, and cutting machines into the operating room.
After anesthetic administration, the doctors used these tools to dismantle the wooden fiber armor wrapped around Momo.
Master Fuli clicked his tongue and remarked without words:
"Though I had heard before that surgery, especially orthopedic surgery, was like labor on a construction site, seeing it in person is quite stunning..."
"I must say, Ah Qing's roommates are quite extraordinary, no wonder Ah Qing hasn't realized her own immense strength all this time...."
"Each day, studying with a super-strong muscle professor, only to return to a dorm full of immortal roommates....."
Having signed the surgery consent for Momo, Master Fuli could only express his admiration.
Ansheng held no particular opinions against Ah Qing and her roommates but, after considering the academic atmosphere at Xinxing Agricultural Science College, couldn't help but feel a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart.
"This is normal..." said Wang Qiqi, smiling at Master Fuli while drafting an after-action report and awaiting the investigation materials:
".....In some sense, Xinxing Agricultural Science College is both a training ground for Spirit Particle researchers and also a 'concentrated training camp for problematic children'."
"The existence of Spirit Particles is, at the moment, simply not widely public knowledge, not kept completely secret."
"That's impractical and impossible, given the industry chain involves millions of participants. Master Fuli feels Xinxing Agricultural Science College is peculiar, perhaps it's because you've stirred the pot of researchers..."
Though Wang Qiqi didn't explicitly point out certain politically incorrect topics,
she did explain the main sources and recruitment channels for students in the three emerging higher-learning institutions.
Students' families are either deeply involved in Spirit Particle research, informed, or were forced into Spirit Particle incidents.
The cycle of Spirit Particles' appearance and disappearance is beyond current human technology to track, though it's known to have this pattern.
But once Spirit Particles appear, their subsequent impact on Blue Star would be measured spanning millions of years.
In other words, for the next century, Xia Country will implement a dual-track system in research projects, developing new research based on Spirit Particle fundamentals and studying ancient civilization technologies for defense against external threats.
Spirit Particle Science is the most sunrise of industries, and every capable parent would do everything they can to send their children to these newly established higher-learning institutions.
The few students in Xinxing Agricultural Science College aren't due to lack of faculty, but due to strict selection criteria.
The high school entrance examination score is just a basic condition, followed by tests on students' Physique, as well as political scrutinies.
From freshmen to seniors, students are still under a special observation period, with specialization starting from their fifth year.
This is the foundational characteristic of Xinxing Agricultural Science College.
Master Fuli's feeling that the school teems with extraordinary talents is actually normal.
Who knows, with a vial of Spirit Particle Potion injected into students showing anomalies, they might transform into Spirit People, flying off into the sky and vanishing the next second.
"Mo Yiqing's material has arrived."
While Wang Qiqi chatted with Master Fuli, the dispatch center of the Security Bureau sent over the information gathered by the Public Security Bureau and higher-level departments from Mo Mo's high school examination period.
What transpired with Momo necessitated a review of her records by the Security Bureau.
However.
The first sentence in the electronic documents left Ansheng and Wang Qiqi unable to contain their reactions.
"Studying abroad? Which country, did our family stop selling chemical raw materials to start selling bulletproof vests? Damn....." was the reply when plainclothes officers probed Mo Yiqing.
And further into the details, during treatment in the U.S., Momo experienced two shooting incidents, the first during a presidential election when instability caused by electoral fraud allegations between red and blue parties escalated.
During the second incident, Momo wasn't directly involved but witnessed a criminal gang outside the Mason Medical Center, abduct a doctor.
And the bulletproof glass on the windows, blocked gunfire directed at the hospital's windows during the doctor's abduction.
Though young at the time, Momo's experience living in America left a lasting impression.
Since then, Momo hadn't had any international trips, only short yearly sea trips with her parents for seven days before returning home, though some relatives had immigrated to America and Europe for business.
Momo's university application fell into a second-tier category, as she didn't intend to emigrate but had some relatives overseas.
And her grandfather's vibrant youth and her parents' past military service, having participated in flood rescue operations, compensated well for her relatives emigrating overseas.
She was a student with good family values and got recommended for admission.
"......Could it be Momo likes muscle cars because they are fast, with spacious interiors less prone to gunfire?"
Resting on Wang Qiqi's lap, Ansheng, after reading Momo's dossier, couldn't help but quip.
"Ah, truly deserving of a wealthy medical center, even the windows are special bulletproof glass."
"Patients won't die at the doorstep unless... they haven't paid our hospital."