What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

The entire second basement level was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, exuding the austere atmosphere characteristic of an official, violent institution.

I followed Zhou Ming through the long corridor and stopped in front of a heavy alloy door covered with complex electronic and physical locks.

Zhou Ming stepped forward, skillfully entered a long string of passwords, and then underwent iris verification.

With a dull thud of mechanical gears meshing, the heavy alloy doors slid open slowly to both sides.

Then, I stepped into this so-called "private room".

The warehouse was small and had no unnecessary furnishings.

My black knife lay quietly flat on the metal table in the center of the room.

At this moment, Black Knife appeared unusually quiet.

On its blade, which was covered with dark forging patterns resembling water ripples, was a yellow talisman covered with cinnabar runes.

I stepped forward, looked at the yellow talisman, and felt a slight chill run down my spine.

The yellow talisman was emanating a pure Taoist aura.

It was like an invisible mountain, suppressing the fierce and malevolent energy within the black blade, preventing it from leaking out in the slightest.

The person who drew this talisman has a very high level of skill.

I reached out, pinched one corner of the yellow talisman, and gently tugged it.

"Sizzle—"

The moment the yellow talisman left the blade, a terrifying aura that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out from inside the black blade!

The temperature in the entire room suddenly dropped, and a faint humming sound could even be heard in the air.

The black knife trembled violently on the metal tabletop, as if it were about to suddenly strike and injure someone.

But then, it seemed to realize that the person standing in front of it was me, and that it sensed the familiar aura emanating from me.

The violent, malevolent aura paused abruptly in mid-air before quickly receding.

The black knife actually floated up from the metal platform on its own.

It hovered a few inches off the table and slowly circled my body.

At the same time, the blade trembled slightly, emitting a very low, resonant sound.

It looked as if it were a wronged child complaining about why I took so long to come and see it.

Then it stopped in mid-air, with the back of the blade facing me and the edge facing out, looking awkward and unwilling to talk to me.

Seeing this peerless weapon display such an anthropomorphic side, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At the same time, I couldn't help but marvel at how incredibly intelligent this guy was.

"Alright, stop being so temperamental."

"You were in the hospital for a few days, and I came to pick you up as soon as you were discharged."

I spoke softly, offering a few words of comfort.

At the same time, with a thought, he forced out a wisp of pure killing energy from his fingertips.

I controlled this wisp of malevolent energy, gently wrapping it around the blade of the black knife.

When the black blade came into contact with this extremely pure, newly generated malevolent energy, it was like a person who had been starving for a long time smelling an unparalleled delicacy.

Its blade trembled violently, instantly absorbing the wisp of malevolent energy completely.

After eating and drinking its fill, its stubborn and "arrogant" temper vanished instantly.

It obediently flipped over in mid-air, and the hilt tilted downwards on its own.

I instinctively reached out my right hand and grabbed the knife handle.

The moment I touched him, that feeling of being connected by blood surged into my heart again.

The hilt, wrapped with dark animal hide anti-slip tape, felt like an extension of my arm.

I picked up the knife, turned around, and walked out of the warehouse.

Zhou Ming stood guard outside the door the whole time, and I didn't pay much attention to the commotion outside while I was getting the knife.

It wasn't until after we came out that I noticed Zhou Ming had somehow acquired a long, thin black wooden box in his hand.

"Brother Chen."

Zhou Ming held the wooden box in both hands and handed it to me, smiling as he spoke.

"This is something the director specifically instructed me to bring to you."

She instructed that she would give this to you when you came to collect the knife.

I took the black wooden box with some surprise.

The box is made of high-quality materials, feels heavy in the hand, and has a very smooth surface without any burrs.

I pressed the latch and opened the box.

There were no fancy decorations inside; instead, a whole piece of black shock-absorbing sponge was precisely filled according to the length and width of the black knife.

I placed the black knife in my hand flat inside.

Perfectly fitted.

The blade was securely encased in the sponge, leaving no room for it to wobble.

Not only is it easy to carry, but the outer wooden box also seems to have the function of isolating the air.

After the lid was closed, the faint, menacing aura emanating from the black knife was completely concealed.

Looking at this custom-made knife case, a warm feeling welled up in my heart.

Lu Yan is just like that; although she usually appears aloof and arrogant, she is decisive and efficient.

But in these details, she always manages to be impeccably thorough.

"Please thank her for me, and tell her I really like this box."

I closed the lid, picked up the handle, and smiled gently at Zhou Ming.

"I will definitely bring it." Zhou Ming nodded in response.

After saying goodbye to Zhou Ming, I took the knife case and took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot of the branch office.

In a designated parking space in the corner, I saw my modified Toyota Prado.

The car body was washed spotless, the mud on the tires was cleaned off, and even the chassis was treated to prevent rust.

It stood there quietly, like a beast poised to pounce.

I walked over, opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and carefully placed the black knife case on the passenger seat.

Then insert the key and turn it.

With a deep and powerful engine roar, this large-displacement off-road vehicle came back to life.

I stepped on the gas and drove the Toyota Prado out of the underground parking lot of the Folk Customs Bureau.

By this time, it was getting dark outside.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto the streets of Jiangcheng, gilding the bustling metropolis with a golden outline.

The car weaved nimbly through the streets, heading towards Tingyuxuan.

As the last rays of the sunset faded into the horizon, the retro streetlights along the old streets of Jiangcheng lit up one after another, casting a warm, dim glow on this street full of local life.

After parking the car, I removed the car key, reached out and picked up the black wooden box that was on the passenger seat, then pushed open the car door and got out.

A night breeze blew by, bringing a touch of early autumn coolness, along with the enticing aromas wafting from the nearby food stalls.

Without stopping, I went straight up to the third floor of Tingyuxuan through the back door.

As soon as I reached the third floor, a familiar chorus of curses filled my ears.

"Damn it! What a terrible teammate! I had the enemy team under control, and he still missed his ultimate! Does he even know how to play?!"

This guy was actually casting a four-character game onto the TV screen.