The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 104 Private Transaction
"Absolutely no mistake." The chef crossed his arms and recalled the scene, but still insisted, "I'm pretty sure it's probably a fish from the Pink Sea. Unknown species often appear in that area."

Were you discovered by any strange people at the time?

"No, no, how could that be? We saw it with binoculars. The church was surrounded by warning tape, and there were continuous danger warnings written far away. There were also signs saying that there were traps. Who would dare to step in? So we went up the mountain later... and saw it with binoculars."

students:"……"

The chef's speech is always like patching things up, jumping from one topic to another, and he never seems to catch the important information, like trying to catch fish fry that slip through the net.

But that's how ordinary people are; they simply don't know what's important.

What's puzzling is that the Ghost Cathedral has been sealed off, and the parasites inside are locked down. Anyone who steps outside the black cordon will be shot dead without exception.

The area is under tight control by local Star Police and the Star Alliance.

Moreover, given the habits of the spirit hosts in the Ghostwood Cathedral, they only operate in the place where "God" descends and have no interest in things outside the cathedral.

Assuming the fish roe originated from the cathedral, how exactly did it manage to break through all the blockades and flow out?

Could it be that there's a problem with the intelligence station on Youmu Star?

Yun Fei pulled up the 3D floor plan of the cathedral provided by the intelligence station, and then looked up the topographical map of the area around the cathedral. The chef's words did indeed have some credibility.

Su Ninglong tilted her head at a ninety-degree angle to look at the horse logo, and the more she looked, the more uncomfortable she felt. She shivered for no reason. "This design looks a lot like the eyes of a tyrant."

"Believe me, this is your imagination." Yun Fei rubbed the mechanical ear. Su Ninglong had already let go of the hand twisting his ear. He picked the little guy up and put him on the ground. "It's a mild form of mental pollution. Everything looks like the shape of something terrifying, and occasionally there are whispers in your ear."

“I’m not afraid of it,” Su Ninglong said firmly. “I will be even stronger than it in the future.”

"Oh, I really hope I can see the day when you are more powerful than the tyrant. When that day comes, you will be in charge of eliminating all the Mystic Spirits and letting us return to normal society."

“Normal societies are not necessarily peaceful. Without the Mystic Spirits, there may be constant wars, both large and small.”

Yun Fei didn't deny it, but he had never experienced life in the normal world, which was why he longed for it.

"You're right, but you troublemaker, you should go to sleep."

Su Ninglong didn't mention her soul recovering, after all, the principal had sacrificed too much, and it would probably take three days and three nights to recover.

"Okay." Su Ninglong knew she had asked enough questions. "Pack up the food on the table for me. If you want to eat it, you can. It's still warm. I'll use serving chopsticks to pick up the food."

"Thank you for treating." Yun Fei was hungry and accepted the late-night snack without hesitation.

What a shameless weirdo.

Song Hu and two other students escorted Su Ninglong upstairs, forbidding her from running around; this was Yun Fei's instruction.

"Little guy, what's your relationship with Yun Fei?" a student asked Song Hu the question he wanted to ask.

"Whatever your relationship with him is the same as my relationship with him."

"Huh? I don't believe it. He has zero tolerance for us, and he has zero temper with you."

"And then what? He's Professor Yun, an adult. He can't possibly hit me." Su Ninglong raised her little face and smiled smugly.

Because she has the shell of a child, she can act recklessly. When she grows up, it will be the adult world.

"Then you must be very smart, and you will be a pillar of the inner court students in the future."

"If you want to praise me, just praise me directly. Why do you have to praise everyone in your inner courtyard as well?" Su Ninglong refused to be tied to the inner courtyard. Maybe in the future she could establish her own department, still the pioneering Su Ancestor.

Su Ninglong entered the room, smiled sweetly as she said goodbye, slammed the door shut, brushed her teeth and washed her face, then went to sleep hugging her seal plush toy.

The three students who were blocked outside the door shrugged and laughed.

"Yun Fei doesn't have that kind of cute gene."

"Absolutely not."

"Shall we test you with my Word of Power?"

"Song, don't be like that. The process of reasoning is the most fun." All students in the inner academy have to learn reasoning. There are many kinds of reasoning methods. If you can't learn reasoning, you can learn medicine or biology. There's always one that suits you.

In any case, all the people involved in the mission were mystery novel enthusiasts and disagreed with Song Hu using word magic to cheat.

Song Hu had no choice but to go along with them; he also enjoyed the process of seeking the truth, rather than the truth itself.

Moreover, the information obtained through the power of words may not be accurate.

When Su Ninglong woke up the next day, Xing Yuan had dressed her up neatly and beautifully, with her hair in a neat bun and the stray strands of hair that had sticked up were smoothed out with hair gel.

Over her small nano combat suit, she wore a yellow short-sleeved shirt and shorts, looking like a walking lemon spirit, easily spotted by everyone.

Xingyuan received several text message complaints from Yunfei early in the morning on his bracelet, so he had to make some changes to Su Ninglong's outfit, turning her from a cute girl into an eye-catching bag.

"There are two tubes of nano-coagulant and a blood replenishing drink packet in the bag, which can be used in case of severe blood loss. The other synthetic adrenaline is for your teammates."

Su Ninglong nodded to indicate that she understood, and then quickly ran downstairs with her trolley.

Seeing Yun Fei, Huang Feng, and Fu Ni eating, she happily skipped over, "Teacher Yun, Teacher Tong, Teacher Fu Ni. What are you eating?"

“Eggs, rye bread, sausages, and salad,” Tong Zi said.

"Oh, never mind then." Su Ninglong found the rye bread hard to accept. She took out her spare food: instant noodles, sausage, braised eggs, and a handful of dried vegetables.

"That's all for now, Brother Yuan. Heat it up for me."

Xingyuan sighed helplessly, "Did you even consider whether you could heat them all together when you added everything in at once?"

"Can't we just stew it all in one pot? Instant noodle seasoning is delicious, so it won't taste too bad no matter how you cook it." That's how my godmother cooks, and she thinks there's nothing wrong with cooking the ingredients the same way.

Xingyuan thought to himself, "From now on, Su Ninglong is not allowed to touch any kitchen utensils, not even in her mind. I will completely eliminate any idea she might have of learning to cook."

Xingyuan's cooking skills are impeccable; even with just simple heating, he can make instant noodles incredibly delicious.

Su Ninglong slurped her noodles alone, while Xingyuan ordered the exact same set meal from Yun Fei.

"The receptionist is a pretty young lady now. Were those people off work last night, or were they taken to the police station? The hotel owner should come and save the day, right?"

Bringing up what shouldn't be brought up, Yun Fei said, "The boss did come last night, but he brought the Star Police with him, and he almost arrested me too."

Hehe, the floodwaters have submerged the Dragon King Temple, and everyone in the family is now strangers to each other. It must be so much fun, but unfortunately, she was forced back to her room.

"Where's the boss?" Su Ninglong looked around.

"These breakfasts are made by the owner himself and are free."

So, does that mean the head chef was arrested?

Su Ninglong suddenly felt that the instant noodles in her mouth didn't taste so good anymore. "You won't even give me a chance to get a freebie? Waiter, give me ten of these meals."

The waiter expressed doubt about Su Ninglong's appetite: "Can you finish it?"

"Yes, someone will help me eat."

"Only hotel guests can receive the free breakfast; it cannot be packed up and given to outsiders."

“My dogs can eat a lot, and they moved in last night.”

Ollie and Kiri's long tails swept back and forth on the ground, their two dog eyes fixed on the waiter. Waiter: "..."

As she left, Su Ninglong saw the robot again; it had become more elegant, and its speech and movements were very gentlemanly.

"Has the ball core been replaced?"

Yun Fei: "Yeah, if you take someone else's core apart, don't you have to pay for a replacement?"

"Is it still my fault?"

You can't blame her; if she hadn't seen it first, countless others would have eaten it.

Yun Fei pinched her cheek. "It's not your fault, but you were being naughty in the middle of the night and mobilized so many people. Shouldn't you thank us?"

"You pinched my cheek, that cancels it out." The childlike voice added a lot of fun to the trip; kids are just so much fun.

After getting in the car, Su Ninglong kept pestering Yun Fei to tell her about the origin of the hotel robot, what fish roe was, the information on the shareholders of Magai Transportation, and what kind of religion Gesar was.

She sat next to Yun Fei, her big eyes gazing at him adorably. Yun Fei, heartless, closed his eyes and ignored her, thinking that ignoring her would quiet down the little darling.

That would be underestimating the level of troublemaking of Ancestor Su. Her deeds are so egregious that even sects separated by the Boundless Sea would find it hard to keep up.

Su Ninglong whispered, "If you tell me, I can give you a very important insider information! It can cure mental pollution."

Xingyuan and Lei Qingya, who were sitting in the back, couldn't hear it.

They didn't want to listen anyway; in the end, Su Ninglong would tell them all the gossip she could.

"Where did you get this information?" Yun Fei opened one eye. "Are you deliberately trying to fool me?"

“I’m not that kind of person,” Su Ninglong waved her hand and said, “It must be based on my own experience. You said I was mentally polluted last night, but actually, I’m fine now.”

Yun Fei closed his eyes again. "I don't believe it."

"believe it or not."

The two remained locked in a stalemate, while conversations could be heard from the back seat of the car, making the Suninglong area exceptionally quiet.

Finally, Yun Fei couldn't help but speak first: "Does recovery cost money?" He was short of funds recently and had asked his assistant Liang to invest the money, but he couldn't see any returns in the short term.

Seeing Yun Fei waver, Su Ninglong said, "It won't cost any money."

"You'd better not be lying."

"Whoever lies is a bastard." It doesn't cost much, but it does cost the principal a lot.

Ollie glanced at her sideways, as if to say, "Who do you think you are?"
Yun Fei hesitated and did not show the documents, but when he got off the bus, he "accidentally" left the information storage device on his seat.

Su Ninglong picked up the small silver button without making a sound, deliberately left it at the back of the line, exported the information, and quickly browsed through it.

The data displayed on the screen showed that although the robot was labeled as an imported product of Magai Company, it was actually a refurbished second-hand product. After being polished, painted and reinstalled, it appeared openly in the market of Youmu Star.

According to intergalactic trade regulations, the sale of such robots across star systems requires a special license and completion of an application process.

Su Ninglong tapped her temples with her fingertips as she fell into thought.

If Magai Company were just a small trading company, it might be able to get away with simply paying a fine.

However, large enterprises must comply with the intergalactic adaptation law when dealing with the circulation of used robots.

Targeted modifications must be made based on the technological level and energy structure of the input planet.

More seriously, data shows that the planet Youju has not yet established a complete robot retrieval system.

This means that a large number of unfit second-hand robots not only pose technical risks, but their discarded metal skeletons and energy cores could also cause environmental disasters.

If the current circulation of robots on the planet Youju exceeds the prescribed number, it will constitute a serious interstellar smuggling crime.

The key evidence chain in the document is incomplete, probably because it cannot be explicitly stated, and even if someone wanted to investigate, it might not be quick.

Su Ninglong secretly made a note in her notebook, after all, the logo of Magai Company looked like a tyrant.

I feel that the two events that happened to me have the shadow of a tyrant.

The Starry Street Incident, the Pyramid Instrument.

Two incidents occurred within just two months, which she could not ignore.

Having been an ancestor for so many years, she could tell from her intuition whether it was a chance event or a "coincidence".

A tyrant's power transcends that of humans, overwhelming them. If he harbors strong hostility towards humanity, it is a terrifying thing.

That's where the problem lies.

The entropy tyrant sees humans no differently than humans see ants.

When Su Ninglong sat on the throne of the ancestor, she looked back at the mortals, even though they provoked her with vulgar words.

She also felt it wasn't worth the trouble and wouldn't have the thought of killing anyone.

Because I was once powerful, I understand the thoughts of that dimension.

Why would a tyrant covet a tiny human? It appeared in the space shrouded in gray fog but didn't attack her immediately, clearly showing less hostility towards humans than towards the pyramid instruments.

It would be good if she had information on other rulers so she could make comparisons.

However, with a host as a prerequisite, she knew why the Star Alliance was hiding some information; "power" is addictive.

Suninglong continued browsing the information.

"Fish roe" is not the egg of a fish, nor is it a part of an ordinary creature; rather, it is the flesh of a mysterious spirit, the flesh of a hungry being.

After the Mystic devoured the parasite, it did not want to be fused with the Gathering Throat behind it, and the flesh it regurgitated was refluxed.

"The fat man's flesh?" Su Ninglong was so surprised she almost cried out.

Good heavens, isn't the Hungry Bound like the Earthbound Spirit, only able to stay within its contaminated area?
How did they end up on the beach and then reappear at the cathedral?
Su Ninglong couldn't understand it.

It's true that going out and about can broaden one's horizons. She should go out more often in the future, lest she become like a frog in a well.

Textbooks are textbooks, and practice is practice. Textbooks cannot contain all the knowledge; many things can only be understood through personal experience.

No information about Gesar Dzong can be found in the available materials.

Later, Su Ninglong learned that although the Star Alliance's intelligence branches were widely distributed, not every planet's intelligence branch had a powerful intelligence network like Zou's Bar.

People are unwilling to cooperate, making it difficult to develop an intelligence network.

As for the shareholders of Magai Company, Su Ninglong looked at the dozens of shareholders, many of whom had very long names, as many as fifteen characters long, which was impossible to read in a short time. She took a screenshot of the information but did not copy it. Then she took out the information storage device and said, "Teacher Yun, you have missed something."

Yun Fei: "Thank you, Ning Long."

"Before coming to do the mission, I specially went to the principal to borrow Ollie. The principal is such a kind person."

“Principal Yan has always been…” Yun Fei paused, then squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: “Very good.”