Fox Tears

...

Wang Ye once again felt the speed of Zhang ZiLiang's change of face from him!

He sighed inferiorly!

If he had 30% of Zhang ZiLiang's skills, perhaps Mao Yong'an would have become his most loyal little brother.

"But..."

"One piece is just too..."

Suddenly, Zhang ZiLiang became embarrassed: "You have to know that for this level of ghost, sealing is possible, but the cost is just too much..."

"As family, I shouldn't say these things."

"But..."

"Now many families are facing death. If there could be a hundred or so spirit money..."

Zhang ZiLiang's voice paused slightly, his eyes glanced at Xiao Si surreptitiously, judging the amount of spirit money!

If he asked too much!

"Actually forty-three pieces is enough!"

"Sigh, after all, every employee of Tian Group is my family. Watching them fighting on the front line without means of sustaining life, I...I feel heartache!"

As he spoke, a tear appeared in Zhang ZiLiang's eyes.

Wang Ye just sat quietly on the sofa, watching Zhang ZiLiang's performance.

But this old fox is quite accurate in seeing things!

Aside from the spirit money Wang Ye hid at home before going out, stuck on Xiao Si, it was exactly forty-three pieces, no more, no less.

Old fox!

He wanted to catch everything in one net!

Realizing Wang Ye was not cooperating with him, Zhang ZiLiang coughed awkwardly with an embarrassed expression: "You have to be considerate of me too, as the head of the family, I have to take care of every family member..."

"Alright..."

Unable to stand watching Zhang ZiLiang's performance, Wang Ye said lightly and walked towards the door.

In fact, his original intention for coming this time was to hand over the spirit money to Zhang ZiLiang anyway, after all it was useless to him now.

Unlike other espers, Wang Ye took a different path. His life was not in danger.

And the ghosts that could be sealed by the spirit money, he could seal them too.

As for the ghosts that couldn't be sealed by the spirit money, he would have to flee when seeing them too.

So it was as useful as chicken ribs.

It was better to fund Tian Group in exchange for more espers' survival, which could also gain some favor in Tian Group.

"If anyone has ideas about Xiao Si, I will kill."

Leaving behind the cold words, Wang Ye pushed open the office door and walked out.

Watching Wang Ye's departing back, Zhang ZiLiang's expression was somewhat complicated.

After all, beneath the cold exterior was a warm heart...

Seeing Xiao Si standing stiffly in place, he called Li Xinghe, appeasing him ceaselessly. It was a long time before he hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

......

"Eighteen days, three hours and fifty-five minutes."

"Wang Ye still hasn't come to find me."

In the laboratory, Zhang Xiao scratched her messy hair. She looked as if she had gone mad, ceaselessly murmuring.

Not far away stood a woman, with an equally painful expression.

Heaven knew how she survived this period of time...

Almost every day Zhang Xiao would repeat the same words, and even hoped that she could give an answer!

Damn answer!

She only said so back then to trick Zhang Xiao into coming back...

At this moment, an excited little girl in a lab coat rushed in: "Wang Ye...Wang Ye came to the headquarters!"

The girl panted and said. In the next second, Zhang Xiao, an ordinary person, ran out with a speed comparable to espers. In a flash she disappeared from the lab.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved of a burden, and hurriedly chased after her.

......

Downstairs of Tian Group, after resolving Xiao Si's problem for the time being, Wang Ye also breathed a sigh of relief.

Next he planned to diligently take on missions from the Post Office to improve his abilities as much as possible before the Second Eternal Night.

Just then Wang Ye vaguely heard a woman calling his name!

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, stopped in his tracks, and looked back somewhat puzzled.

The next second, a messy-haired woman looking like a madwoman rushed towards him excitedly. Dangerous, thrilled light danced in her eyes.

Seeing those eyes, even Wang Ye's normally strong and calm heart couldn't help but shudder.

Zhang Xiao?

This mad woman again?

While Zhang Xiao was still some distance away, Wang Ye exerted strength in his legs. With his powerful physique he vanished from Zhang Xiao's sight after a few flashes.

Zhang Xiao stopped in her tracks somewhat blankly, with a pained expression.

"He...he's gone..."

"I, I've thought of a way without dissecting him already..."

"As long as he sells me an arm, I can analyze his cell structure."

"By then, all ordinary people can be enhanced. This...this is good right?"

"Why did he have to run..."

"Or I'll just give him my arm..."

Zhang Xiao crouched on the ground, ceaselessly murmuring, full of puzzlement, as if her heart had died at this moment.

......

After getting rid of that obviously mentally abnormal woman, upon returning home, Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa.

With Xiao Si's trouble temporarily resolved, he could devote all his mind and body into improving himself in the coming period.

The energy from the half fruit he had before still wasn't fully absorbed. And it seemed a lot had dissipated due to his body not being tempered enough.

So Wang Ye planned to take the remaining intact fruit in the last few days before the Eternal Night.

That way he could maximize the enhancement of his state.

Just then, coughing sounds came from the bedroom.

Xiao Wu was awake?

Wang Ye was startled for a moment. He hurriedly got up and went to the bedroom.

At the same time, Xiao Wu in the bedroom suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp color flashed through them.

Soon his eyes became somewhat confused again.

Seeing Wang Ye, Xiao Wu struggled to sit up. His pale complexion showed weakness: "Bro."

"How are you feeling?"

Wang Ye's heart was somewhat complicated now. He didn't know how he should face Xiao Wu.

After all, his original intention for approaching him wasn't pure.

"I'm fine, I'll recover after resting a couple of days."

Xiao Wu gave Wang Ye a reassuring look and scratched his bald head.

"After leaving the Ancient Domain, I always feel like something is calling to me."

Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with some puzzlement and...yearning.

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