Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 757: Chapter 95: Human Target (Part 2)

The South Campus of Huake Institute had shed its winter attire and was now dressed in the fresh greenery of early spring.

Unlike the pale green exterior, the blood test room where Zhang Yiyi was located had walls white as snow, a few experimental benches made of ceramic tiles, and staff in light blue research uniforms. They were drawing blood from her hand with a syringe the size of a thumb.

Bright red blood flowed from her arm into the syringe as Zhang Yiyi turned her head away.

Actually, being a research subject was not easy, but she pretended to be relaxed to avoid worrying Xiao Xian and Xuerou.

"Relax, Zhang. You’ve had so many blood draws, yet your fear of blood hasn’t improved a bit," said the researcher in charge of the blood draw, skillfully pulling out the needle while chatting amiably with Yiyi.

This big-boned female student who was 1.78 meters tall had a cute, round face that didn’t seem to match her height. The first time she came for a blood sample, she was so nervous that she fainted.

This had scared the workers at the research center.

The subsequent occasions were slightly better, but her muscles were still incredibly tense during every blood draw, requiring constant reassurance before they would relax.

"This phobia is innate, just like acrophobia. After each blood draw, I can’t eat," Yiyi said pitifully as she rolled down her sleeve.

"Remember to eat more blood-enriching animal offal afterward and don’t forget to pick up some fresh milk downstairs. You’re in good health; drawing blood once a month won’t be a problem," the researcher’s words brought a smile to Yiyi’s face.

Indeed, her body was Yiyi’s proudest asset. After analyzing her blood, the researchers found nothing unusual compared to normal people. They only noted that during exercise and training, the anaerobic activity in her body was only a third that of an average person, and the lactic acid produced was negligible.

"My dad says the same thing, that I’m stronger than an ox," boasted Yiyi. Huake Institute had great benefits, and each blood draw earned her 2,000 Heaven-defying Values and a liter of milk produced by cows bred by students in the North Campus, an excellent way to replenish energy.

After descending the stairs with her milk in hand, Yiyi was about to make a phone call to her father back in Tianjin.

"You’re from the Reverse Genius Class, right?" Someone called out to her from behind.

Yiyi turned around to see an unfamiliar face.

"Yes, may I help you?" Yiyi inquired of the stranger.

A middle-aged man in a grey coat stood before her, his slightly weathered appearance belying a determined tone that made one instinctively stop in their tracks.

"There’s someone called Zhu Xiaoxian in your campus; could you bring me to see her," said Wang Zhonghe, assessing Yiyi without emotion. From the look in this female student’s eyes, he could tell there were no fluctuations of Spiritual Power; she was probably just an average Superpower User.

In the new apartment, Xuerou was trying on wrist guards knitted by Xiao Xian.

"They’re quite flexible, not cumbersome at all during work," remarked Xuerou. Xiao Xian’s wrist guards were different from the typical short ones, resembling long sleeves used by women to block the sun in summer. However, they were much denser than ordinary wrist guards. Wearing one on her right hand, Xuerou found it not only warm but also very flexible.

More praiseworthy was the fact that despite being knitted with Dragon’s Beard Grass, it didn’t have any of the coarse feel of grass fibers. Xiao Xian had processed the Dragon’s Beard Grass into fine strands as delicate as down, comparable to cashmere in quality.

"That’s not all; let’s test it out," Xiao Xian said, turning to fetch a kitchen knife from the cupboard. Even the normally composed Xuerou broke out in a cold sweat at the sight of the knife.

"You’re not thinking of using my hand as a test subject, are you? This is my right hand, and this is your first knit of a new variety. Why don’t I take it off first?" Xuerou said, shaking her hand and stepping back hastily.

"Switching to the left hand works too. Have a little faith in me; I spent over half a month on this painstaking masterpiece. It’s definitely going to be fine," Xiao Xian said with a "ferocious" look. She had specifically chosen Xuerou as the test subject, knowing that Zhang Yiyi wasn’t as easy to bully as before. If she got upset and reversed the situation with a counter-attack, things would get troublesome.

"Don’t even think about using me for an experiment," Xuerou quickly took off the Dragon’s Beard Grass wrist guard and threw it away.

The wrist guard floated lightly to the doorway just as the door opened and Zhang Yiyi walked in with someone following her.

"What are you doing? We have a visitor," said Yiyi with reluctance, letting the guest in.

The visitor hadn’t been to Huake Institute for many years. If Wang Shuai hadn’t sought him out to discuss some matters days earlier, he wouldn’t have thought of visiting Huake Institute in person. It was sheer coincidence that he randomly encountered Zhu Xiaoxian’s roommate in the research center.

This visit to Huake Institute was not only to confirm matters about Xu Lan Ya but also to check on the progress of the armor Xiao Xian had promised to make.

According to Wang Shuai, over the past few months, Zhu Xiaoxian had requested various types of precious and rare metals under the guise of Armor Making. These metals were banned from export and sale in the country. If Zhu Xiaoxian mishandled them, it could easily bring trouble to the Wang Family.

Both the guest and Yiyi noticed the scrunched-up, women’s wrist-guard-shaped object on the ground.

"Is this the new wrist guard you’ve been testing?" The visitor momentarily forgot his suspicions about Xiao Xian and picked up the wrist guard.

The light green wrist guard was less than one centimeter thick and felt weightless in hand.

"Yes," Xiao Xian glanced at Xuerou and then at Yiyi, who looked like a frustrated little wife, deciding to take on an authoritative demeanor.

"I’ll be the test subject, go ahead and chop," said the visitor, putting on the wrist guard with a comical look on his face.

The three people in the apartment couldn’t laugh at this point.

Xiao Xian still awkwardly held the knife in her hand, and after a moment of bewilderment, Xuerou whispered in a pitch as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, "Xiao Xian, who is he?" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian () and cast your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)