Hello, Guardian Lin Fan." Huo Qingcheng smiled sweetly, while curiously sizing up Lin Fan.
I heard a few days ago that the Lingbao team had gained two new members, both of whom are very brave, capable, intelligent, and resourceful. Together with their teammates, they resolved the major crisis in Lingbao City.
The handsome young man in front of him, in particular, received high praise from his father.
He was privately referred to by his father as a promising talent for the Lingbao Squad, a newcomer who could be groomed to become the team leader.
Because of these positive reviews, after learning that Lin Fan had applied for his reward, she volunteered without hesitation to personally deliver the reward to Lin Fan.
To her surprise,
This young man, whom his father praised as thoughtful, intelligent, and capable, was secretly watching cartoons in the office.
Moreover, the animation I watched was an old one from two months ago.
It's really... somewhat unexpected.
Seeing someone holding a black box and greeting him, Lin Fan hurriedly and clumsily placed his younger sister on a stool so she could look at the computer herself, while standing up at the same time:
"Hello, I'm Lin Fan."
"Hello, I'm Huo Qingcheng from the Internal Affairs Department. I'm here to deliver your mental energy potion."
Huo Qingcheng raised her arm and then walked confidently toward Lin Fan.
Behind her, her younger sister smiled and shifted her gaze from the screen, looking at Huo Qingcheng with curious eyes like black gemstones.
She looked the girl up and down, then turned away boredly, finding the girl rather uninteresting compared to the Calabash Brothers. She then turned back to the cartoon.
"Just a friendly reminder, it's best to drink only one bottle the first time you take this medicine, otherwise you'll feel very uncomfortable."
"At best, it can cause headaches; at worst, it can lead to a mental breakdown and a state of madness. You must be careful."
Huo Qingcheng handed the black box to Lin Fan, offered a kind reminder, and then nodded and left.
Upon their first meeting, she didn't exchange many pleasantries with Lin Fan.
Stepping out of the Lingbao Squad office, Huo Qingcheng pondered, "I heard he's a God-level Sequence Family Member? And upon awakening, he attracted offers of goodwill from Buddhist and Taoist sects, and even the Li family, the guardian family of southern Hong Kong? And he rejected them all?"
"I heard the reason is ridiculous: they can't accept marrying into the family? That's really something..."
"Well, in any case, he has already demonstrated his strength and potential. As long as he can continue to live and grow, he will definitely become one of the most powerful figures among the Sequencers in the future."
"I have to befriend him for my father's sake..."
Having made up her mind, she walked briskly and gracefully toward her office with cat-like steps.
At their first meeting, she felt she had handled the situation very well.
Lin Fan should have a good impression of me.
Of course, she didn't think about winning over Lin Fan or bringing him into the Huo family.
Huo Qingcheng is not the kind of person who falls in love with or tries to win over a genius just because she sees one.
What she did was simply the approach expected of a member of a family: cultivating good relationships with geniuses.
In the hearts of truly confident people, the only things they can rely on are themselves and the power they possess. Other people or things are merely tools or aids to help them gain more power and resources.
...
Lin Fan opened the black box. Inside, he saw a finely crafted white inner box made of a combination of plastic and blood-red meat. On the top of the lid, a round, bouncy piece of meat was embedded in the center, surrounded by spiraling strips of blood-red meat.
It forms a bizarre yet sophisticated spiral.
Lin Fan raised his hand and, following Huo Qingcheng's instructions, placed his index finger on the ring.
It was cool and soft, like the texture of a piece of meat that had just come out of the refrigerator.
Lin Fan vaguely felt something wriggling on the piece of meat, mimicking his fingerprints.
Soon, a layer of imprints identical to his fingerprints appeared beneath the slices of meat. The spiral-shaped meat strips wriggled like earthworms, and then the box clicked open automatically.
It was a small bottle, about the thickness of a thumb, with a Klein blue sheen, lying quietly in the box. You could vaguely see translucent little snakes swimming inside.
But whenever Lin Fan focused intently on the small bottle, the little snake inside would disappear, as if it had never existed.
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He tried to shift his gaze elsewhere, only using his peripheral vision to perceive the small bottle.
Sure enough, the translucent little snake reappeared, swimming happily within it.
The younger sister turned her head curiously, her eyes wide open, her black eyes fixed on the little blue snake, and she couldn't help but swallow.
"Brother, what is this?" she asked cutely, tilting her head.
"This is my brother's medicine." Lin Fan picked up the box and walked towards the quiet room next door.
Without hesitation, his younger sister climbed off the table and, using both hands and feet, scrambled up the roof like a spider, following behind him as they quickly climbed towards the quiet room.
There was no main light in the quiet room.
Only three dim lights, like nightlights, provided the necessary illumination.
Lin Fan sat down on the soft, thick carpet, with ten bottles of mental energy potions neatly arranged in front of him.
The younger sister was hanging upside down from the ceiling, the bright red Hun Tian Ling (a type of sash) swaying gently between her arms, her face filled with curiosity and a greedy expression.
She felt that
This looks delicious.
It smells wonderful.
Her big eyes rolled naturally, sparkling with intelligence. The younger sister swallowed hard, then obediently said:
"Brother, this delicious food is for you."
"My sister doesn't want to drink any at all."
Lin Fan: ...
My little sister has really grown up. She's even learned to use a strategy of retreating to advance.
I used to see doctors prescribe sweet-tasting medicine, nurses give me cookies, and volunteers buy me Cokes...
My younger sister always picks me up and runs away without saying a word.
Now, she has learned to question herself.
"Want some?" Lin Fan reached out and picked up a psychiatric potion, then unscrewed the cap.
A refreshing aroma flowed naturally from the bottle, instantly invigorating Lin Fan.
The younger sister nodded repeatedly, jumped down from the roof, and hugged Lin Fan's leg: "Can I drink it?"
"I think this drink is also very important to my brother."
Lin Fan handed the bottle of psychotropic drug to his sister: "Of course you can drink it, you're my sister."
"What belongs to the older brother belongs to the younger sister."
"Giggle..." The younger sister laughed happily, took the bottle of medicine, and said to Lin Fan very seriously:
"All of my sister's things belong to me!"
"Always!"
"The younger sister belongs to the older brother too!"
"Brother, you drink too!"
Lin Fan nodded, reached out and picked up another psychic potion, casually twisting it open.
"Come on, little sister, cheers!"
bite!
Two pale blue glass bottles clinked together, and the brother and sister laughed happily as they poured the mental potion into their mouths.
They looked like adorable children who, upon seeing a tempting can of cola for the first time, remained rational and earnestly shared it with their older or younger brother/sister.
Glug, glug...
The azure potion dissolved into water and flowed into Lin Fan and his sister's throats...
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