No strange things are allowed to evolve!

His specialty is the "water dripping wears away a stone" tactic, which involves dripping enough water droplets in an instant to pierce through a stone, essentially launching a relentless attack on the opponent's weaknesses.

Although the result is the same—breaking down the opponent's defenses and destroying them completely, just like everyone else—the process is entirely different.

If everyone else's attacks are like bombs, then the yellow flash attack is like a machine gun.

It has a high rate of fire and equally impressive destructive power, but the damage from a single shot is definitely not as great as that of a bomb.

Therefore, the mechanics of the Empress Dowager's skills seem quite clear now.

"The stronger the opponent's destructive power, the deeper the impact...?"

Jiang Shu squinted and rubbed his chin:

"Is it damage reflection, damage transfer, or some other principle...?"

Sebastian, who had been instrumental in helping Jiang Shu solve a major problem, was very happy and proud to have been able to assist Jiang Shu.

He felt that Jiang Shu was already very capable of deducing the mechanism from the phenomenon. As for the principle, there was no need to torture himself with something that was likely related to the characteristics of spiritual roots and core competitiveness.

“That’s enough, young master. You’ve already done exceptionally well. Just the fact that you’re able to notice these things and prepare in advance already puts you far ahead of others,” he comforted him.

But Jiang Shu felt that this was far from enough.

"Based on this, all I can do now is parry, but simply dodging without attacking is not enough. If I want to counterattack, I must understand the principle. You must know that although the effect is the same, if the principle is different, the countermeasures needed will be completely different. Just like traditional Chinese medicine, if you want to cure the disease, it is absolutely not enough to just look at the symptoms."

“But that makes things difficult.” Sebastian wasn’t too optimistic. “She only has a few recordings. If we weren’t lucky, we might not even have discovered this, let alone explored the underlying principles, unless she tells us herself.”

"Tell him personally...?" Jiang Shu fell into deep thought.

Seeing his expression, Sebastian sensed something was wrong and quickly said, "I was just saying it casually, please don't do anything rash. With your current influence in the final arena, she can't possibly not know you. Although you've cleared your name now, there's no guarantee she won't..."

"What are you saying? What are you saying?"

Jiang Shu was furious:

"We're talking about serious matters, why are you bringing this up? And what do you mean by whitewashing? I've never done anything wrong, okay?"

Sebastian disagreed with this.

All he could do was smile apologetically and say, "I was just reminding you."

Jiang Shu suppressed her dissatisfaction and sighed, "I know everything you're saying, of course I won't be stupid enough to go find her myself."

Although he really wanted to meet the other party in person, in addition to gathering military intelligence, he also wanted to ask about his good brother, but reason told him that now was not the time.

First, he wasn't sure if his good brother had any connection with her, or if so, whether they were hostile or friendly. Although all the clues pointed to his good brother's disappearance being related to that mysterious organization, he couldn't draw any conclusions without crucial evidence.

Secondly, he didn't know whether she and the organization behind her were his enemies.

According to Sachima, the Bureau of Different Principles seems to have some prejudice and opinions against this organization, so it cannot guarantee that if she is too outspoken, she will not encounter some unnecessary trouble.

Finally, although I have only met the other person a few times and have never had any interaction with them, because of my good friend's wonderful, almost angelic personality and overflowing desire to share, it is hard to say whether he will often mention me in front of the other person, and it is also hard to say whether the other person will remember me as much as I remember her.

Therefore, in any case, now is not a good time for a confrontation and showdown.

“So you mean…” Sebastian’s eyes lit up: “You’re really willing to entrust such an important task to…”

He hadn't finished speaking.

"It's not you either."

"Oh..."

Jiang Shu had already decided on the candidate.

"I have to go out for a bit. Go back and check the video again, see if you can find anything new."

Seeing Jiang Shu's urgency, Sebastian knew that the other party had already made a decision. Although he was somewhat disappointed, a good butler would not doubt his master's decision, and would not ask further if his master was unwilling to say.

However, he felt there was no need to be in such a hurry. It was the middle of the night, what good person wouldn't be asleep at this hour?

Besides, it's almost dawn if we sit here any longer, so going in the morning isn't out of the question.

But before he could speak, he heard Jiang Shu close the door.

Helpless, Sebastian could only turn his head and continue playing the match replay, hoping to find any clues.

......

"Mmm...uh..."

"Miss Sadako, please sit down quietly..."

"I...I can't breathe..."

"No...that's not right..."

"You're not Sadako, your butt isn't that big, you're an eight-foot-tall adult!"

Looking at the sleeping blueberry dip with a look of pure enjoyment, Jiang Shu felt somewhat speechless.

Is this how a normal person should react when experiencing sleep paralysis?

With a sigh, Jiang Shu moved the sofa that had been pressing down on her chest, which was covered by blueberry sauce.

There was nothing he could do; Blueberry with Sauce was sleeping too soundly, and he couldn't wake her up no matter how he called her. He had no choice but to resort to this last resort, but to his surprise, even this last resort didn't work.

Having exhausted all other options, Jiang Shu had no choice but to resort to a last resort: slapping him across the face.

A few seconds later.

The blueberry dip in sauce with its eyes closed revealed a sinister smile.

"Damn, did you give him a good time?"

Jiang Shu frowned.

After a long pause, he finally came up with a good idea.

He cleared his throat, coughed twice, and then imitated the person's voice from his memory.

This is the unique skill that Jiang Shu painstakingly studied during his university days, when voice changers had just appeared and were still immature, and could be easily identified by ear. He was dissatisfied with not being able to make money online, so he devoted himself to developing this skill – voice imitation.

Yes, even today, in an era where AI voice changers have flourished, veteran artists like him still insist on hand-crafting their voices.

He slowly leaned close to Blueberry Sauce's ear and, in a gentler tone than Strawberry Milkshake, whispered, "Good little brother, wake up quickly, or I'll tell Mom and Dad about you, Lord Hachisho, and Miss Sadako."

Blueberry with sauce suddenly opened her eyes.

His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, staring blankly at the ceiling as if he had experienced something extremely terrible.

A moment later.

"Even if it's a serious matter, do you know that you could really scare someone into having a heart attack?"

Having learned why Jiang Shu sneaked into his room in the middle of the night, Blueberry Dipping Sauce looked resentful.

"There's nothing I can do, I can't wake you up no matter what I do." Jiang Shu picked his nose. "I was thinking that maybe if your sister woke you up, it might have a good effect. But considering that you always complain that your sister doesn't treat you like a human being, I thought that at least when you're having a sweet dream, your sister should appear in a gentler image."

"That's what makes it even more terrifying and eerie..."

Blueberries dipped in sauce, then covered their heads in fear with their hands:

"Do you know how eerie it was when I dreamt of the eight-foot-tall lady giving me a Russian-style seat, and then caught a glimpse of something that looked just like my sister, but whose voice I knew was definitely not hers, something that was either human or ghost, peering at me from the crack in the wardrobe?"

"You talk like the Eight-Foot Lady isn't a ghost..."

"That's a ghost story. Ghost stories aren't necessarily about ghosts, you know?"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Shu shrugged: "It doesn't matter, just tell me whether you'll help me or not."

"To be honest."

Blueberry with dipping sauce answered seriously:

"I do want to refuse, but since you just said things like 'it's because I spread rumors about you that you almost ruined your reputation and are now having trouble living your life,' which I don't quite understand..."

"You're not unable to understand, are you?"

"And that joke about not returning my props if I didn't help you was a bit too much..."

"This is no joke."

"So, while this is as absurd as the Soviets training a German spy during World War II to gather intelligence on Britain..."

The blueberries with dipping sauce sighed resignedly.

"But it seems I really didn't have the chance to refuse..."

Chapter 315 Turning a Clumsy Act into a Clever Success

"now it's right."

Seeing the sensible blueberry dipping sauce, Jiang Shu nodded in satisfaction.

But actually, he had no choice but to dip the blueberries in sauce. Although Jiang Shu said he wasn't trying to take advantage of Jiang Shu's kindness, he kept emphasizing how much he owed him.

This made the blueberry sauce feel that it would be a bit inhuman not to agree to help with such a small favor.

Even if you're a rebel, it's just a difference in ideology. But I still have the awareness and integrity of a good person. Who are you looking down on, you bastard!

That's roughly the idea that came to mind.

“But before that, I need to confirm something.” Jiang Shu suddenly asked seriously, “You really don’t know that person, and you don’t know about any other strange organizations, right?”

The blueberries with sauce paused for a moment, then fell silent.

Jiang Shu raised an eyebrow: "You didn't actually know, did you?"

"Oh no, I'm just wondering why you didn't confirm something so important beforehand?" Blueberry Dipping Sauce retorted expressionlessly. "I mean, you've already told me your plans, and now you're asking if I know this person? Isn't that a bit too late?"

Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, then waved his hand and said, "It's not too late, because I haven't told you the core part of the plan yet. Enough with the nonsense, just answer whether you know it or not."

“I don’t know them, and I have no idea there are other mysterious organizations,” Blueberry Dip replied. “In fact, I’m quite surprised that there are organizations even more mysterious than us Rebels.”

What's so mysterious about it? It's already so commonplace that everyone has heard of it.

Jiang Shu really wanted to complain like this.

However, considering that we need their help now, it's best not to embarrass them.

After receiving feedback from the "Absolute Truth Balance" confirming that the rebels were indeed unrelated to that mysterious organization, and that Blueberry Dipping Sauce had never heard of it, Jiang Shu felt reassured and revealed everything without reservation.

Strictly speaking, collaborating with blueberry dip in this matter is rather risky.

After all, regardless of their personal relationship, the two belong to different and opposing camps, and the "sacrifice" cannot be used as evidence to prove the credibility of the blueberry dip on the surface.

But there's nothing I can do; the people around me these days are indeed not up to much use.

Snow Queen is trustworthy, but I suspect she'll be like a golden retriever, going to spy on him and then wagging her tail and running back not long after, saying, "But I think she's a good person."

Sebastian is trustworthy and will unconditionally trust his own judgment, but he is somewhat unbalanced in his abilities. He is good at housekeeping and scientific research, but he is definitely not cut out to be a spy.

Like before, when I asked him to monitor blueberries with sauce, he was immediately detected.

Moreover, the most important thing for a spy is not to attract too much attention, but for someone like him whose behavior and speech are somewhat like performance art, it may be quite difficult not to attract attention.

Let's not even talk about Bo Ya. Not only was our relationship not that close enough that I couldn't entrust him with such an important task, but his communication skills were also comparable to an unwashed lunchbox.

So after thinking it over, the only option left was blueberries with dipping sauce; it was truly a choice with no other options.

After hearing Jiang Shu's plan and all the information he needed to remember, Blueberry Sauce, who had initially shown some interest in this unprecedented spy experience despite being somewhat reluctant, was disappointed.

Is it really that ordinary?

"Then what else do you want?" Jiang Shu asked.

Blueberry Sauce shrugged: "I thought I'd be sneaking into her room to steal some confidential documents while she's taking a shower or something."

"Oh, so does that mean she'll be accidentally discovered, tied up, and subjected to some kind of 'training'? Like some headline about a female secretary sneaking into a rival company late at night to steal secrets, getting caught, and then being brutally tortured with her hands tied up and tickled until she's completely exhausted?"

"Brother, you're a bit too familiar with this. But if you're talking about titles, I think I vaguely remember this one..." Blueberry with sauce looked thoughtful and pulled out her phone to search. After a moment, she suddenly realized, "Sure enough, Kunkun Dog used it, and it's exactly the same."

“…” Jiang Shu sighed: “I hope you can remember the things I tell you as well as you remember movie titles.”

"You still don't have a better memory than me."

......

After 2.5 hours of study, Zhe Yikun...

The blueberry dipping sauce was transformed, and we arrived early at the coffee shop where, according to legend, the Empress Dowager often frequented in the mornings.

His usual flamboyant slicked-back hair was now styled with bangs. He wore non-prescription glasses, adjusted the buttons on his plaid shirt collar, and then awkwardly examined his reflection in the dark glass, letting out a silent sigh.

At this moment, he looked exactly like a seemingly dull but secretly passionate science and engineering guy.

He asked Jiang Shu why she had to dress like that.