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Chapter 333 Please Call Me Warm Sunshine

The sun hung high in the sky, illuminating the entire night of Mubei City.

Chen Xin reached out, looking at the light shining on his hand, feeling its warmth and that sense of familiarity.

This sense of familiarity reminded Chen Xin of the enormous ball that had been transported there.

He felt the same way about both.

After seeing these lights, Chen Xin finally remembered what the sense of familiarity he had felt from that sphere was.

Yangshi!

The power emanating from that ball and the rising 'sun' was very similar to that of the Yang Stone that Chen Xin had come into contact with!
"So, it was a giant Yang Stone?"

As Chen Xin looked at the sun, he suddenly sensed something different about his surroundings.

The yin energy seems...not so strong anymore.

"Is this how the Bureau of Investigation operates, hmm... Project Warm Sunshine?"

Chen Xin suddenly thought of the Warm Sun Project in the Bureau of Investigation, which he had always been curious about.

Warm sunshine, warm sunshine, isn't this a warm sun?
The sun is shining brightly?

Is this the Bureau of Polling's plan?
Feeling the warmth from the artificial sun, Chen Xin suddenly understood why the Warm Sun Project was listed as the highest level of the Bureau of Public Opinion Research's research projects.

Judging from the power emanating from this artificial sun, a ghost-level spirit wouldn't be able to survive for long under such light.

In other words, as long as the sun remains high in the sky, the negative effects of the Yin-Yang Rift are essentially negated.

Not only was it neutralized, but from now on, as long as this sun exists, the probability of wandering spirits appearing in Mubei City will become very, very low.

Even items that might have given birth to wandering spirits but had not yet become ghostly entities would no longer evolve into ghostly forms under the illumination of this light.

In this way, the Bureau of Polling essentially uprooted the source of the problem.

Chen Xin has not yet discovered any ghosts or spirits that are born malevolent. Therefore, without new wandering souls, there will naturally be no new vengeful ghosts or malevolent spirits.

If things continue like this, as long as the Bureau of Investigation finishes dealing with the ghosts in the city, it will restore a Mubei City that is even 'cleaner' than before the Yinming Rift appeared!
After figuring this out, Chen Xin's gaze towards the sun became somewhat complicated.

Speaking of which, this 'warm sun' is somewhat similar to the [Burning Night] ability that Brother Chicken gained after advancing to the Yama level.

However, Chicken Bro's [Burning Night] is more explosive, while this artificial sun has a slower and gentler effect.

Moderation was probably not the Bureau of Polling's intention.

Perhaps, the only sun they can create is this kind of 'gentle' sun.

Nevertheless, it was enough to make Chen Xin admire the capabilities of the Bureau of Investigation.

Brother Chicken gained the [Burning Night] ability and accumulated 120,000 Yin Virtue Points. Assuming a minimum of 5 Yin Virtue Points per vengeful ghost, that's 24000 vengeful ghosts.

It would take 24000 vengeful ghosts to give Chicken Brother this ability. How many researchers did the Bureau of Investigation use, how much effort did they put in, and how many lives did they sacrifice to create such a thing?

Just thinking about the hardships involved makes Chen Xin's scalp tingle.

Moreover, Chen Xin did not believe that Mubei City was special, nor did he believe that only Mubei City would have 'warm sunshine'.

Perhaps, within the Great Xia region, dozens of warm suns have already risen.

Perhaps from the sky, the Great Xia Dynasty had already become a land that never sleeps.

Drip!

The phone rang.

Chen Xin took out his phone and looked at the message from the Bureau of Public Opinion Survey.

"The warm sun has risen. All Yang cultivators of the Bureau of Investigation, heed my orders: wiping out all evil spirits from the entire city. Within three days, you must cleanse every dark corner of Mubei City of all evil spirits!"

Looking at this message, Chen Xin gleaned several key pieces of information.

'Yangxiu' 'Three days' 'Dark corner'

Why is it called Yangxiu (positive cultivation)?

Chen Xin recalled the news he had received from a friend in the information processing department earlier that day.

All the Yin cultivators went offline this afternoon; those still online are all Yang cultivators.

At the time, even the information processing department didn't know the specific reason for this situation, but now Chen Xin understands.

Under the warm sun, evil spirits retreat, and so do those practicing Yin cultivation.

In a sense, Yin Xiu and Gui Sui are the same species. Chicken Brother's [Burning Night] cannot distinguish between friendly forces and enemy forces, so 'Warm Sun' naturally cannot either.

"No wonder the Bureau of Investigation has always attached great importance to Yang Xiu's training; they've been planning this day all along!"

Chen Xin had lost count of how many times he had sighed.

"However, the appearance of the warm sun seems a bit rushed."

This is what Chen Xin guessed after seeing the word 'three days'.

Three days may be the lifespan of this 'warm sun'.

Will the warm sun go out in three days?

Chen Xin didn't understand the reasoning behind it, but he didn't need to.

Putting away his phone, Chen Xin turned and rushed towards a dark, shadowy spot in a building.

Previously, finding ghosts required a thorough search, but now, you only need to look for 'dark corners'.

Perhaps, the entire Mubei City can be cleared out in less than three days.

……

At the headquarters of the Bureau of Public Opinion Research, dozens of screens in a conference room displayed similar images.

Each sun stands tall at the highest point in each city.

The largest screen displays a satellite view from above.

Just as Chen Xin had guessed, the Great Xia under the cover of night had already entered daylight ahead of schedule.

"The sun has risen as usual. What is the situation now?"

Director Feng Jin asked, looking at the screen.

To his left sat Deputy Director Chu Xiu, and to his right sat Research Department Director Wang Jie.

Someone stood up to answer.

"In the 109 cities of the Great Xia Dynasty, the sun rose simultaneously in 58 cities where cracks had already appeared. Because the branch director was not informed of the purpose of the sun, the news would not leak out until the moment before the sun rose, and the mission was carried out smoothly."

"However, due to the existence of folk psychic groups and other folk organizations that have friendly relations with the Great Xia, the Bureau of Public Opinion Survey notified all registered Yin Xiu two minutes before the sun rose."

"It is expected that tonight, in addition to those ghosts and spirits, all unregistered folk practitioners who are active outside will be subject to some degree of crackdown."

"However, since the culprit organization, the Divine Envoy, consists of individuals with strong individual abilities, the warm sun will not cause them much damage. According to previous experimental data, Blood Calamity-level ghosts will have their abilities suppressed by one level after being exposed to the warm sun for three days, Fiend-level ghosts will be suppressed for one day, and Vengeful Ghosts will be suppressed to Wandering Soul level after one hour."

"In theory, ghosts below the Blood Calamity level will eventually have their souls destroyed if they are exposed to warm sunlight for a long time."

"The exact effect of the warm sunshine will depend on the news gathered from various cities tomorrow morning."

After completing the report, Feng Jin asked Chu Xiu a question.

"What's the situation on your end?"

Chu Xiu replied, "The star-level specialists, temporary workers, and some outstanding top team leaders have all been assigned to their respective positions in Nuanyang, just waiting for the rats to show their faces."

Feng Jin nodded, then looked at Wang Jie one last time.

"Does the warm sunshine last for 70 hours?"

Wang Jie nodded.

“This incident happened too fast. We have used up all the stored materials and even temporarily extracted a batch to inject enough to last for three days. Any more and it will cause a disaster.”

At this point, a flicker of emotion crossed Wang Jie's eyes, which were usually only interested in research results.

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now. I'll go check on him."

After Feng Jin finished speaking, she got up and left the conference room.

Wang Jie watched Feng Jin's retreating figure, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Everyone says that these researchers have no superfluous emotions in their eyes, but what about Feng Jin?

However, without Feng Jin's actions, could Great Xia still see any hope?
Wang Jie's eyes were blank.

Then he thought of the crow.

There may have been no hope before, but now, things may be different.

Perhaps, he can relax a little now.

……

click!
Feng Jin opened a heavy door, revealing a huge room inside.

Feng Jin had already opened nine doors like these.

Closing the door, Feng Jin looked at the room before her. Calling it a room was a stretch; it was actually just a small section carved out of a large space to create a study, bathroom, bedroom, living room, and so on.

In contrast, much of the space was occupied by a dense array of instruments and pipes, with one end of each pipe leading to a piece of equipment and the other end leading to a medical pod.

Feng Jin glanced at the medical pod, then walked towards the 'room'.

Soon, he saw a young man's back as he read a book in the study.

The figure was dressed in a white cloth shirt and trousers, and his upright posture did not make him appear lazy.

Her exposed skin was very white, a pale white, but she did not appear thin overall.

What's most eye-catching is his head of black hair.

The black glows.

If this word were used on an ordinary person, they might think of something like hair wax, but that's not the case here.

It was truly glowing. If you looked closely, you would see that each strand of that black hair was very thick, and within the strands, there was a faint trace of blood.

It's like blood vessels growing out of your hair.

The sheen in that head of black hair comes from the blood vessels in each strand.

"coming."

The young man's voice rang out. Although his face could not be seen, one could sense a slight smile playing on his lips.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jin smiled.

"coming."

The young man did not put down the book in his hand, but with his other hand he skillfully picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea into a clean teacup.

Feng Jin watched the steam rise from the tea and said with a smile, "Using it to heat tea is a bit of a waste."

The young man did not respond to Feng Jin's words. After putting down the teapot, he only said one word.

"drink?"

"Ah."

Feng Jin picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Feeling that heat flow down my throat and slowly melt into my body.

"For me, it's a bit of a waste."

Feng Jin put down her cup and looked at the young man's face across from her.

"Your appearance hasn't changed at all over the years."

Feng Jin sighed.

"I still can't understand why, even though we were born to the same mother, I don't have any of your talent?"

The young man inserted a bookmark into the book, then got up and put the book on the bookshelf.

Turning his head, the young man's face, which bore a striking resemblance to Feng Jin's, came into view.

The only difference is that Feng Jin looks older, while the young man seems to be only eighteen.

"That's normal, isn't it?"

The young man laughed.

Feng Jin shook her head.

"In this world, what is normal is wrong."

"This kind of exclamation doesn't sound like something you would say. What's wrong, are you having a problem?"

"I asked the young man."

Feng Jin shook her head and changed the subject.

"The underworld we talked about last time has sealed three rifts for us this time. They seem to possess some very mysterious powers. Do you think the ancient times they talk about really exist?"

The young man shook his head solemnly.

"I'll tell you when I see it."

"Ah."

Feng Jin smiled.

"You are still you. Ever since you discovered your uniqueness when you were a child, you have been thinking about cultivating immortality, practicing martial arts, becoming an immortal ancestor, and becoming a peerless hero."

Looking at the bookshelves full of books behind the young man, Feng Jin's eyes were full of smiles.

Without exception, all those books were novels and comics in the genres of martial arts, fantasy, and xianxia.

If I hadn't known my brother's situation beforehand, I might have thought from his words and actions that the bookshelves were full of elegant books.

"What's wrong?"

The young man looked at Feng Jin.

Feng Jin met his gaze, and the smile on her face faded.

"Okay?"

"Great, I feel like I'm about to become a legendary hero."

Seeing the many smiles on the young people's faces, Feng Jin did not smile.

After a long silence, Feng Jin finally spoke: "The Warm Sun Project has been temporarily implemented. The target is not Yinming, but Great Xia."

The young man nodded.

"They noticed, otherwise they wouldn't have rushed to draw my blood. How was the result?"

"Not bad, but we'll have to wait three days to see how effective it is."

The young man nodded again.

"If it's good, I can let you smoke more in the future. Anyway, the nutrition is good, so it won't hurt to smoke more."

"You're all too gentle, not at all like those white coats that grab slices of superhumans."

The young man's words left Feng Jin silent for a long time.

"it is good."

After that, there was a long silence.

Feng Jin stared blankly at the empty teacup, while the young man had already taken out a novel and started reading again.

I don’t know how long it took.

After the young man poured her another cup of hot tea, Feng Jin got up to leave.

"Is there anything else you need?"

The young man thought for a moment and said, "There is one."

"Ok?"

Feng Jin raised an eyebrow slightly.

"There's a novelist who hasn't updated in a long time. Could you help me urge him to update?"

The curiosity on Feng Jin's face disappeared.

"What is your name."

The young man took his phone out of his pocket, opened it, and handed it over.

"it's him."

Feng Jin glanced at it, nodded, and left.

"Let's go, Fengyang."

"Let's go, but... please call me Nuanyang from now on."

The young man laughed.

“I’m afraid that when I go out in the future, no one will recognize me or know that I am the peerless hero.”

Feng Jin's body stiffened, or perhaps it didn't.

"Okay, Nuanyang."

"Well, let's go."

……

P.S.: That's all for today. My child finished his vaccination and was fussy all afternoon. I still need to check if he has a fever tonight. I'll add more tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)