Chapter 38: Turns Out I’m the One Who’s “Almost None”
“A little girl? That’s the target?”
Night Owl took the photo, then looked at the black-clothed man with a “you’ve got to be kidding me” expression.
“Yes.”
The black-clothed man nodded.
“No, what does upper management mean by this? Do they look down on me? Think I’m only good enough to kill children? I’m not taking this job!”
Night Owl was furious. Level 6 ability users had moved beyond the realm of manual labor and existed as the backbone of most Suspended High Towers.
“The reward is this.”
The black-clothed man took out a vial of medicine and placed it on the table.
“I already said I’m not taking it…”
Night Owl waved his hand impatiently, but when his eyes inadvertently fell on the vial, his gaze froze.
“Wait, a gene optimization agent? And a Level 7 one at that?”
Genetic technology was the foundation upon which the Suspended High Towers stood in the post-apocalyptic world. The gene optimization agent was the most widely used application of this technology.
Whether it was to enhance abilities, alleviate the deterioration of the contaminated, or stabilize the power of the uncontrollables, it had a very significant effect.
Like the levels of variation, gene optimization agents were also divided into nine levels, with higher levels having better effects.
With Night Owl’s current level of variation, if he wanted to advance further, he could only rely on higher-level gene optimization agents.
“The higher-up said that you are the most ideal candidate for this task,” the black-clothed man’s attitude remained respectful, “but not the only possible candidate.”
Hearing this, Night Owl didn’t immediately accept. Although he really needed this gene optimization agent, the target requiring such a generous reward…
“Is she the offspring of some big shot?”
Night Owl carefully examined the photo. It was hard to imagine any big shot’s offspring being so poorly dressed.
“No.”
The black-clothed man shook his head.
“…Is she a test subject from some experiment?”
Genetic technology required a large number of human subjects for live experiments to advance, and there were indeed many missions to dispose of experimental waste.
“Also no.”
The black-clothed man paused, then continued,
“She’s just a Wastelander, a common Wastelander… but she seems to have recently awakened an ability, probably a Level 3 strength-type.”
“Level 3…”
For Night Owl, a Level 3 ability user was no different from an ordinary person, easily dealt with.
“So… why kill her?”
Night Owl asked in a deep voice. As an assassin, caution was paramount.
He didn’t want to be inexplicably drawn into the struggles of powerful figures and then die an unknown death in some obscure corner.
“The higher-up didn’t say, but…”
The black-clothed man hesitated for a moment, then spoke,
“It should be related to the other little girl she’s with. As for the specifics… please forgive me for not being able to disclose them.”
Night Owl looked at him deeply, then said nothing more.
He put away the photo and picked up the gene optimization agent—this indicated that he had accepted the mission.
“One more thing,” the black-clothed man added, “The higher-up specifically instructed that the target must die in an accident. There must be no trace of assassination.”
Night Owl glanced at him.
“Got it.”
As his voice fell, his figure faded into the shadows.
…
Night fell.
But to be honest, there wasn’t much difference between night and day in the endless wasteland, especially now that the extreme cold had just passed.
At most, it was a bit warmer during the day and much colder at night.
After surviving the disaster, Luo Xue and Ling Ling moved back into the same hut. They had been living together for the past few years anyway.
There weren’t many other things in the camp, but there were plenty of leftover huts, since it used to house hundreds of people.
These huts also served as backup fuel, but since building houses was too difficult for two young children, they generally avoided using them unless absolutely necessary.
After dinner, Luo Xue and Ling Ling sat cross-legged on the bed.
Ling Ling was a bit restless, constantly fidgeting, clearly a hyperactive child.
“Xue’er Jie, when are we starting?”
“Don’t rush.”
Luo Xue touched her chin, using her Innate Realm spiritual sense to envelop Ling Ling.
She wanted to see if there were any differences between humans in the apocalyptic world and the Immortal Martial World, to avoid any accidents.
After observing carefully for a while, both the soul and the body seemed to be similar.
Should… be fine, right?
Luo Xue couldn’t use her own body to test, as her situation was rather special.
“Let’s try it first. If there are any problems, I’ll intervene in time.”
Luo Xue composed herself and then began to think about which technique to teach Ling Ling.
Ziyang Technique?
Luo Xue didn’t even like that half-baked, modified technique…
Xuanyin Phoenix Transformation Scripture?
This thing couldn’t be cultivated by just anyone. Even without the True Phoenix blood essence, one needed to have a Xuanyin Body.
Moreover, having a Xuanyin Body was just a prerequisite; it didn’t guarantee success.
Otherwise, Daoist Ziyang wouldn’t have modified it.
Luo Xue only had a few techniques on hand. Besides these, the only other one was the Breathing Technique.
The Breathing Technique, as the worst basic technique in the cultivation world, could never reach the Spirit Condensation Realm. It was something that would never be chosen if any other technique was available.
But fortunately, the spiritual energy of the Breathing Technique was very inclusive, making it much easier to switch to other techniques later, and it didn’t require wasting too much cultivation.
Generally, switching cultivation techniques required one to dissipate all their cultivation, but the Breathing Technique was an exception.
Therefore, in this situation, the Breathing Technique was still superior to the Ziyang Technique.
Once Luo Xue could find a better technique, she would let Ling Ling cultivate it.
“Calm your breath and close your eyes.”
Luo Xue spoke in a solemn tone.
Ling Ling immediately closed her eyes. She might be mischievous, but seeing Xue’er Jie’s serious expression, she knew the importance of this matter.
So, she would be obedient.
Luo Xue moved closer, gently placing her forehead against Ling Ling’s brow, and whispered,
“Don’t move.”
The warm breath on Ling Ling’s face made her cheeks blush slightly, but she quickly ignored it.
Luo Xue directly transmitted the Breathing Technique to Ling Ling, like letting Ling Ling read a Dao teaching jade slip, even clearer and easier to understand than a jade slip.
At the same time, Luo Xue sent a small stream of her spiritual power through Ling Ling’s body, pre-planning the minor circulation for her.
But she didn’t dare to linger for too long, as Luo Xue’s spiritual power was poisonous.
Although Luo Xue could control the toxicity and prevent it from leaking out, she couldn’t stay long just in case.
Soon, Ling Ling entered a meditative state, her restless body gradually calming down.
Her eyes were closed, and her expression was peaceful.
The surrounding spiritual energy was slightly drawn in, slowly flowing into Ling Ling’s body like a gentle stream.
With each breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth cleansed Ling Ling’s mortal body.
Luo Xue opened her eyes and sat back down.
“She actually entered meditation so quickly…”
Luo Xue looked at the unusually well-behaved Ling Ling, blinking in surprise and a little envy.
“When Xiao Yao helped me like this, I couldn’t cultivate at all… It seems I’m the one with ‘almost none’ aptitude.”
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