Organ Assessment

Chen Miemie lay on the sofa, his head resting on Loop's lap.

From the perspective of a lap pillow, Loop's legs were quite dangerous. The thighs were certainly beautiful, but once you reached the calves, they instantly turned into a guillotine.

Loop's hand occasionally had to block Chen Miemie's restless head to prevent him from shifting down to the calf area and causing a bloody tragedy.

There was one Loop who went to the hospital for onboarding, yet there was still another one at home.

This was Loop. As long as she wanted, there could be one of her in every single one of the 100 cities.

Chen Miemie was dealing with serious business.

After dispatching a nurse to the clinic, he didn't stay idle. According to the plan, he contacted the Weaver of the Wind, Dawn.

They had a chat through his watch.

Dawn wanted him to go to her place at 9:00 PM.

"The entrance of the Recursive Corridor? What kind of address is this?" Chen Miemie felt that this address didn't sound like a building at all.

"Chen Miemie, your apprenticeship gift is ready. I put it on the table," Qinghua called out.

Chen Miemie got up from the sofa.

The "apprenticeship gift" was an exquisite porcelain box that looked a bit like a cake box.

Opening the porcelain box revealed a golden-brown pineapple roast chicken that exuded a mouth-watering aroma.

This gift didn't cost Chen Miemie a single penny; it was purely co-sponsored by Qinghua and Bobo.

Just past 8:00 PM, Chen Miemie carried the apprenticeship gift and went downstairs.

After a snap of his fingers, the Sedan Chair appeared.

"Sedan Chair, how long will it take to get to the entrance of the Recursive Corridor?"

"The Recursive Corridor is a canyon outside the city. From here, it will take 33 minutes. Since Sixiang City is currently under martial law, going out is easy—you can jump down from the city wall. However, if you don't have a pass to go through the city gates on your way back, it might be somewhat difficult."

"That far? That exceeds your maximum travel distance, doesn't it?"

"Yes, but there is a workaround. Every time I am near my limit, you can get out of the sedan for a moment, and then we can restart the journey to continue moving forward."

"Sedan Chair, this won't do. It's too troublesome. Can your travel limit be increased?"

"Yes, if my Mystery ranks up, the distance can be increased tenfold."

"Alright, I'll think of a way for you."

The Recursive Corridor was not far from Sixiang City.

Even so, this was outside the city. Let alone living here, anyone who dared to stay in such a place for a long time was no ordinary person.

Not counting the group meeting at the Frost Moon Gathering last time, this was the first time Chen Miemie and Dawn were meeting in private.

How should one put it?

Their impressions of each other were completely identical: this is not a good person.

In Dawn's eyes: Under the blood-red moonlight, two faceless figures carried a sedan chair, and Chen Miemie emerged from it, looking incredibly ghostly and eerie.

In Chen Miemie's eyes: Dawn floated in mid-air, surrounded by wildly dancing gales. The invisible wind turned into tangible mist around her.

She should have looked ethereal like an immortal, but unfortunately, the wind Dawn transformed was black wind. As a result, her whole body was shrouded in drifting black mist, giving her the imposing aura of an old demon from the Black Mountain.

"Teacher Dawn, can you come down?" Chen Miemie craned his neck and shouted upwards.

Dawn drifted down. "I have never taken a student before. You are the first. I have no specific requirements for my students, but you must be able to pass a test."

Chen Miemie quickly replied, "What test?"

"I like to play music. My student must be able to withstand my melodies."

"Alright, I accept the test."

"Follow me. Relax, and do not resist."

Chen Miemie only felt a gust of wind lift him up, and his whole body unsteadily floated up alongside Dawn.

The two floated along the way, flying forward for over a thousand meters.

"We're here."

Chen Miemie recovered from the novelty of flying and took a look.

The two had truly arrived at the entrance of the canyon.

The Recursive Corridor was an incredibly long canyon. The mountain walls on both sides sank in sections at regular intervals. Looking down from above, it looked like a continuous downward staircase leading into a subterranean abyss.

"Feel it carefully. This is one of my favorite pieces." Dawn raised her right hand above her head and softly shouted, "Wind!"

The wind in the air suddenly tied into ropes, and these wind ropes wove into vertical lines within the canyon.

With the canyon's terrain as the body of the instrument and the wind ropes as the strings, it actually formed a massive harp.

And the wind that hadn't formed into ropes passed through this harp, acting like hands plucking the strings, playing a symphony originating from nature.

Dawn and Chen Miemie floated right in the center of the harp, receiving the baptism of the wind's song.

Dawn quickly entered a state of pure enjoyment. She closed her eyes, and her hands constantly waved around like an orchestra conductor holding a baton.

Following Dawn's manipulation, the sound of the wind began to rise and fall in a rhythmic cadence.

Chen Miemie, however, was quickly blown off balance, spinning in the air. The howling gale in his ears felt like an electric drill boring into his eardrums.

If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't be able to appreciate this melody of nature.

They would either die of severe dizziness or have their eardrums shattered.

But Chen Miemie could handle it.

'Xiao Hong, transfer negative status.'

[Transferred.]

Dawn opened her eyes a few times in the middle to observe Chen Miemie. If he couldn't take it, she would blow him away.

"Such a terrifying Undying nature. As expected, this level of attack can't hurt him." Dawn secretly cursed him as a freak in her heart.

Although Chen Miemie wasn't afraid of the damage, he didn't find the sound of the howling wind pleasant either. So, he could only blink his eyes and waste time waiting for it to end, engaging in staring contests every time Dawn cast a glance at him.

The song finally ended.

More than half an hour had passed.

It was a very long piece, and if Dawn wanted to, she could play here all day.

The wind ropes dissipated, and the howling gales ceased.

Chen Miemie's hair was a mess, and his clothes were cut to shreds by the wind blades.

"Good. From now on, you are my, Dawn's, disciple."

Returning to the ground.

Chen Miemie took out his apprenticeship gift.

He didn't know what methods Qinghua and Bobo had used, but upon opening the porcelain box, the roast chicken inside was actually still steaming hot.

Dawn ate very straightforwardly.

She grabbed a chicken leg and gnawed on it, completely disregarding her image.

"What do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn weaving techniques."

"What will you weave with?"

"Moonlight." As Chen Miemie spoke, he condensed moonlight into a thread in his hand.

Dawn smiled, smiling very happily. "I see. It seems we indeed have the destiny of master and disciple—both of us weave intangible things into physical entities. Do you have any ideas? What do you want to weave?"

Chen Miemie pulled the Loom of Fate out of the Sedan Chair.

"I have special needles. I want to use moonlight as thread to first weave a set of clothes, and then, inspired by you today, weave a pair of wings for myself."

Dawn took the moonlight thread from Chen Miemie's hand and examined it carefully.

"My wind ropes can bear weight when thick and cut things when thin; they all have specific uses. What is the use of the creations woven from your moonlight?"

The moonlight creations were soft and gentle. They were neither sturdy nor sharp, tearing apart with a single pull.

It was foreseeable that wearing such clothes would offer almost no defensive power.

Having no offensive power and no protective qualities, Dawn couldn't figure out the use of this moonlight clothing in combat for the moment.

Chen Miemie looked incredibly smug. "I can take them out and sell them."

Dawn: ...

You don't even want to use it yourself, who would buy it!

"Come on, give it a try. Suppose you've already knitted one; let me see how you'd sell it to me."

"Sure thing, Teacher Dawn. My Moonlight Treasure Garment, with a fifty percent friends-and-family discount, costs 1,000 years a piece. Would you like one?"

"Fifty percent off, 1,000 years. Heh, you sure dream big. Tell me, what exactly does your precious garment do?" Dawn crossed her arms over her chest, looking as if she were staring at a madman.

"My garment? Once you put it on, you'll be enveloped in moonlight, and the anomalies in the mist won't come after you anymore~"

The look of disdain on Dawn's face instantly froze, and she stood there completely stunned.

"I... I... want one!"