The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 137 Dead
Lena gently patted Song Liu on the back, encouraging her, "Have you remembered the steps and key points? Let's get ready to begin."

Song Liu looked miserable.

Just by looking at the scene before him, he deeply understood the hardship and difficulty of the medical staff's daily work.

He took a deep breath, put on his nano gloves, and carefully reached his hand towards the restless rabbit inside the sealing device.

As soon as Song Liu touched the rabbit's last remaining fur, her fingertips brushing against its warmth, a chill ran down her spine, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

Lena quickly pressed down, "Go all out, don't give up halfway."

Song Liu inwardly groaned, gritted his teeth, and caught the rabbit.

The rabbit struggled fiercely, with unexpected strength, trying to hold on tight. At the same time, a strong, pungent smell of decay rushed up, hitting the top of his head and making his vision go black.

An indescribable stench instantly spread, filling the entire underground classroom.

The students covered their mouths and noses, and some instinctively tried to rush to open the windows or doors facing the corridor for ventilation, but were immediately stopped by their deskmates.

The procedures for purification treatment are clearly written, and it must be carried out in a relatively closed environment.

This underground classroom only has a few small ventilation holes high in the walls to barely maintain air circulation, and there is no central temperature control and ventilation system at all.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines; they wondered if they might suffocate and die.

Song Liu, who was closest to the victim, almost fainted; her stomach was churning.

"Hold on tight, and don't let go." Lena's voice rang out promptly, carrying an undeniable sternness. "If it gets away, you'll have to clean the entire classroom after class."

One sentence was like a shot of adrenaline. Song Liu gritted her teeth, lifted the rabbit up in one breath, and pressed it into the purification chamber that had been prepared next to her.

He quickly fastened the restraints and swiftly closed the hatch, shutting out the terrible smell.

Based on his initial assessment of the rabbit's condition, he decisively switched the purification intensity to level eight.

After the rabbit was securely locked inside the purification chamber, the room immediately became much fresher.

The students' tense nerves relaxed as a result.

"Excellent, Song did a great job. The operation was accurate. Two points will be added to your participation score." Lena then approached the purification chamber, observed the readings, and gently gave Song Liu a little advice: "The level you chose is a bit too high. If the object of purification is a human, the excessive energy impact may directly cause the vital signs to collapse and die painfully during the process of removing the pollution."

As if to confirm Lena's words, as soon as she finished speaking, a thin layer of white smoke was emitted from the purification chamber.

The rabbit suddenly struggled violently, hitting the bulkhead. The girth was forced to tighten automatically, and slowly, it became covered with bits of rotten flesh and skin that had been peeled off the rabbit.

The marks that symbolize pollution are fading and disappearing rapidly.

After about ten minutes, the purification process ended, the rabbit calmed down, and its fur regained its original clean and shiny appearance.

But that small chest no longer rose and fell.

Song Liu was incredulous. Pointing at the rabbit, she stammered, "Teacher, is it dead...? Does the participation bonus still count?"

Lena patted his shoulder affectionately and said indulgently, "It's okay. It's inevitable to make mistakes in judgment the first time you operate. Just remember the lesson you learned. Purification treatment is a job that requires precise control. If the intensity is too high, the contaminated body will die. If the intensity is too low, the surface will be purified, but the contamination will not be eradicated. It will come back after a few hours, or even worse than before. We need to remember to observe carefully and accumulate rich experience."

"Isn't there a more scientific method?" Song Liu couldn't help but ask, hoping, "I've heard that there are machines that specifically test pollution levels."

On her first attempt at this practice, Song Liu directly "cured" a contaminant to death, leaving her feeling heavy-hearted and with a huge psychological shadow.

Lena explained, "There is currently no instrument that can accurately measure the level of contamination in this type of aberration. The kind you've heard about is for the more refined and concentrated contamination emitted by the Mystic Spirits, while aberrations, especially small individuals like rabbits, do not carry a large amount of contamination. In fact, after complete aberration, the concentration is lower than during the aberration process."

Seeing Song Liu's focused expression, Lena gave another practical suggestion, "If you're worried about misjudging and killing the contaminant, you can first estimate its contamination level, lower it by one level, complete the initial purification, and then patiently observe it for a few hours. Based on its recovery, you can then decide whether further purification is needed."

Song Liu nodded repeatedly, keeping Lena's every word in mind, and secretly vowed that she would not make any mistakes in the next operation.

Recalling the frantic actions just now, how he had pressed down to eighth gear based solely on the vague standards in the textbook and a momentary intuition, which resulted in the death of the rabbit, his face burned with embarrassment.

"The important thing is to learn to respect every life and understand the meaning behind purification," Lena gently comforted her. "If you choose to enter the field of logistics medical equipment in the future, you will not be able to avoid the issues of life and death."

After Lena comforted her, Song Liu snapped out of her daze and sat down next to Su Ninglong somewhat blankly.

He lowered his voice and asked, "How did you assess the level of pollution before?" His question was tinged with confusion and curiosity.

Su Ninglong was absolutely right when she said Lena was conducting another deadly experiment.

However, Su Ninglong had already practiced it twice before, and both the rabbits and mice recovered very well, as if she had a thorough understanding of the extent of the contamination.

"Well, it's probably because my cultivation path is quite special, giving me an unusual sensitivity to pollution. Lei Qingya can do the same. By the way, Lei Qingya is my assistant." Su Ninglong yawned lazily. "So, if I had to explain it, I could only say it's innate."

I'm a little short on cash lately, and my thoughts drift away.

The Cleansing Artifact sells well and is quite profitable among hunters, but it also has many limitations. Only hunters can use it, so its target audience is narrow.

If she could make something that any ordinary person could use, she could definitely make a fortune; the patent fees alone would be enough to cover her expenses.

Su Ninglong's calculating gaze lingered on the rabbit. She thought to herself, "Yang Zhu has countless mutants that I want to study."

Song Liu seemed to understand why Song Hu treated Su Ninglong differently; perhaps it was because her talent was also exceptionally extraordinary.

After class, Su Ninglong invited Song Liu to Lei Zong's banquet to support Lei Qingya.

"Okay, okay." Song Liu wanted to chat with Su Ninglong, but Su Ninglong's courses were different from his, so they had to go their separate ways.

Song Liu's friend tugged at his sleeve, "When did you become friends with Su Ninglong? I heard she's very assertive and domineering, and she's arrogant because of her good grades and talent, and she doesn't want to associate with ordinary people."

Normal people's thinking will definitely be affected, but Song Liu has followed Song Qingnan since childhood and developed a very good advantage, which is that she has her own opinions.

"That only proves that I'm not an ordinary person. I've never seen anyone from the inner courtyard who isn't arrogant. As long as you treat her as someone from the inner courtyard, you'll naturally find her cool, not arrogant."

Song Liu's friend was stunned. "Didn't you say she didn't enter the inner courtyard?"

"She's not going in now because she doesn't want to, not because she can't." "Is that so?"

"When your speed of improvement surpasses that of all other hunters, you will also have the right to choose."

The choice of a top-tier player is always in their own hands, and it's difficult for others to interfere.

Lei Qingya had sent out all ten invitations by Saturday.

As for the five million star coins, Lei Qingya put them in a bank; they're very safe.

He wore a women's casual suit. After undergoing the marrow cleansing and meridian cleansing, Lei Qingya's skin had become much whiter. It wasn't as exaggerated as Xin Yi's, but it was still fair.

The white shirt and custom-made khaki suit she wore accentuated her striking and heroic air.

Su Ninglong's hairstyle was even simpler: she wore a bun with a homemade headband, the end of which had two polished wooden beads that looked like gemstones but weren't.

Simple hoops dangled from her earlobes, while a string of gold metal rings adorned her wrist.

Children don't need to be dressed up; a simple white dress is enough.

Sally didn't have a dress, so Lei Qingya prepared a matching suit for her, only the color was grayish, which matched her green skin better.

It wasn't a dress. Sally breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that she didn't like dresses, but she didn't wear them regularly. She would feel conflicted if she wore them once and then put them in the closet.

The women don't care much about dressing up.

Xingyuan and Ge Wei did tidy themselves up a bit. Ge Wei exuded the charm of a mature uncle, and his stern face and sharp eyes seemed to tell a story.

Needless to say, Xingyuan would be the type of person who would be adored by female cultivators and admired by male cultivators in the cultivation world. There are few people in the interstellar entertainment industry with such outstanding looks.

Lian Xinyi and Shen Zhaoming rode in Song Hu's car.

Song Liu sat next to Song Hu. Song Hu raised an eyebrow. He was a little surprised that his cousin could win Su Ninglong's favor so quickly. This kid had been sending him a lot of smug emojis since the day before yesterday.

There was also an invitation, which Yun Fei took over; he would be attending with his assistant, Liang.

They weren't the organizers; they decided to arrive early to give Lei Qingya's father some face, and it definitely wasn't for the food.

Upon arriving at the venue, Suninglong gave it the highest praise, "Wow!"

Lei Jun's extravagant lifestyle is indeed well-deserved.

The meticulously planned banquet was held at a clubhouse atop a high mountain on the main planet. The clubhouse had five floors, and they held the banquet on the second floor.

The building has a magnificent and grand appearance with modern lines. Most impressively, it has a spacious open-air platform with an excellent view.

Standing on the platform and gazing into the distance, one can take in the dazzling night view of the core urban area of ​​the main star. The lights of thousands of homes are like a galaxy spread across the earth, shimmering and colorful, bringing a sense of peace.

Lei Qingya, Yun Fei and their group entered without any noticeable presence, causing almost no ripples.

Lei Qingya himself rarely accompanied his father to banquets, and Yun Fei's reputation and influence in the business world were also limited.

Assistant Liang, on the other hand, became the focus of attention as soon as he appeared. Several sharp-eyed business people quickly surrounded him, warmly shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with him. Clearly, he had extensive connections in the industry and was quite influential.

Suninglong occupied the prime window seat without looking to the side, with a long table full of seafood buffet in front of her.

Without any hesitation, she ordered the top-grade Snow Crystal Crab, waving her hand with an air of extravagance.

"Eight cooking methods, except for eating it raw, I want one of each of them."

After ordering, she leaned back comfortably in her chair, glancing at the neglected Yun Fei, and teased mischievously, "You're not a very good boss. Look how popular Assistant Liang is. What will you do if he decides to quit?"

Yun Fei picked up a wine glass and swirled the golden liquid inside, which was pure tea.

“He’s my nephew, blood is thicker than water. Even if he really wants to go solo one day, he has to keep my business going. Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about what will happen if your Xingyuan quits his job. He’s not related to you by blood.”

With a hint of anticipation, Yun Fei threw the topic back to Su Ninglong.

Su Ninglong blinked her bright eyes. "Brother Yuan, even though we're not related, you wouldn't have the heart to abandon me, right?"

Xingyuan used serving chopsticks to pick up a salt-baked crab leg for her. "I won't abandon you. If you don't believe me, I can sign a lifetime contract with Ms. Zou."

"A lifetime contract? Are you going to marry Zou Shuyi?" Yun Fei clearly knew Zou Shuyi and understood just how formidable this woman was.

“You’ve been in too many polluted areas lately; you need to replenish your brain.” Xingyuan gave him a piece of walnut pastry; he had just tried a bite, and it was cloyingly sweet.

Yunfei doesn't like to eat anything too sweet.

Looking around the banquet hall, filled with elegantly dressed people and clinking glasses, probably no one else was just there to freeload like them.

"Miss Lei, it's been a long time." Shen Liwen strolled over with a wine glass in hand, a formulaic smile on his face. His gaze swept over Shen Zhaoming as if the other was just air. He acknowledged his brother's existence verbally, but his attitude was undisguisedly dismissive.

"I heard you and my older brother got positions in the Star Alliance? Why don't you share such good news?"

Su Ninglong was busy putting a slice of crystal-clear ham into her mouth, her cheeks slightly puffed out. She glanced at Shen Liwen and continued chewing.

Sitting to her left, Shen Zhaoming ate his meal as usual, ignoring the son of the mistress. He calmly picked up a tempting-looking stir-fried clam with the serving chopsticks and said, "Ninglong, this is delicious, do you want some? The meat is firm, slightly spicy, and has a unique flavor."

Faced with delicious food, how could Suninglong resist the allure of flavor?

She was worried about getting soup on her clothes today, so she wore a cute little apron. "Could you help me peel it?"

Before Shen Zhaoming could make a move, Lei Qingya pulled over a plate of stir-fried clams, carefully removed the plump clam meat, and put it into the small bowl in front of Su Ninglong.

While picking at the food, she picked up on Shen Liwen's previous words without looking up: "Yeah, we all have jobs now. What about you? If you're too free, you can go over there and socialize. They're all big bosses. Just be sweet-talking and don't reveal your limited knowledge. Maybe some teacher will take pity on you and give you a job."

Shen Liwen's cold smile vanished. "If I want a job, my dad can arrange one for me anytime."

"Oh? So, what's so special about a job that's so easy for you to get? We're just looking for a place to make a living, we don't care at all, okay?"