parentshiftbook Chapter 43 Shura Field
Chapter 43 Shura Field
Upon hearing Ling's statement, Su Changming wisely refrained from continuing.
He looked at the mother's coffin lying in the safe and tried to reach out and pick it up.
The plan was to raid someone's base, so how could we not take something back?
However, this thing was too heavy. Even though Su Changming had made full mental preparations and mobilized all his qi and blood, he still found it difficult to hold.
No wonder that guy named Rossi didn't carry it with him, but locked it in a safe.
Just as Su Changming had used brute force to carry the palm-sized black coffin several steps, Ling finally couldn't help but speak up from behind.
"Soul Stones are spiritual objects. Moving them by brute force is the work of a reckless person. Try using your soul power to envelop them."
"Huh? Is there such a thing?" Upon hearing this, Su Changming quickly mobilized his soul power.
A slight warmth emanated from between his brows, and a wisp of liquefied soul power extended along his arm, like an invisible film, gently covering the black mother coffin.
Something amazing happened.
The moment the soul forces made contact, the black box, which was originally as heavy as a thousand pounds, seemed to be lifted by some kind of buoyancy, and its weight was reduced by more than 90%.
Although it still has some weight in your hand, it's about the same size as an ordinary brick.
Su Changming finally breathed a sigh of relief, then turned back to look at the indifferent-looking girl with a resentful gaze: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Ling, however, calmly replied, "When did you ask?"
Ok.
Su Changming was too lazy to argue with her and walked out with the light coffin in his hand.
However, he soon discovered that this weight loss did not come without a price.
He could clearly feel that in order to maintain this state, the soul power in his body was slowly but continuously draining away.
Fortunately, it was still within his tolerance level.
Su Changming estimated that with his current soul power reserves, which were close to the eighth rank of the Spirit Control Realm, he could easily transport the item home.
Without further delay, Su Changming took his spoils and returned to the black Ford.
……
When we got back to the villa, it was already four in the morning.
Even with Su Changming's current powerful physique at the ninth rank, after a whole day of mental and physical exertion...
There were classes, investigations, a fierce battle in the rain, and finally, they even raided someone's house.
At this point, I was starting to feel the strain.
He forced himself to lock the mother's coffin in his own safe, then, too lazy to even take a shower, he threw himself onto the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.
Soon, the breathing sounds in the room gradually became longer and more even.
The room was silent except for the sound of rain gradually subsiding outside the window.
Just then.
A golden light burst forth from Su Changming's chest, transforming into a girl dressed in snow-white robes.
Ling did not go to rest.
She walked barefoot to the safe without making a sound, her gaze seemingly piercing through the thick metal door to the black box inside.
Her eyes were complicated.
There is nostalgia, there is sadness, but more than anything, there is a mocking expression.
a long time.
A soft sigh echoed in the quiet room.
"Uncle," the girl turned her gaze back to the window, "is this the change you've been waiting for?"
……
early morning.
The long-awaited sunshine pierced through the clouds, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days.
Su Changming stretched and got out of bed.
Although he only slept for a few hours, thanks to the nourishment of powerful soul energy, he was fully revived once again.
After washing up and having breakfast,
Su Changming stared at the safe, lost in thought.
This mother coffin was clearly something extremely important, otherwise the woman wouldn't have hidden it so deep.
If the item is lost now, the other party will definitely search frantically when they find out.
Carrying it on your body is too conspicuous, and it also consumes soul power and affects your condition.
He still had to go to school, and he was afraid of his house being burgled if he stayed at home.
Su Changming thought about it and decided that someone still needed to stay behind.
He shared this idea with Ling, who naturally nodded in agreement.
Su Changming was relieved.
He is now close to the eighth rank of the Spirit Control realm, and his soul power channel is stable.
Ling's range of activities has greatly increased. She can now move independently throughout the entire Shenghai area and no longer needs to stick by his side all the time like before.
Moreover, his ultimate move, which borrows strength, is a remote invocation based on a soul contract, and does not require Ling to be present.
Even if he were separated by half a city, he could still borrow the girl's sword intent to kill people if he wanted to.
After arranging everything, Su Changming went out.
As he neared the school, just to be safe, he tried calling out to himself again:
"Hey, Mr. Suzu? Can you hear me?"
Two words instantly flashed through my mind: icy cold.
"What is it?"
"It's nothing, I'm just testing the signal." Su Changming chuckled.
"..."
There was silence on the other end, clearly indicating that they couldn't be bothered with this boring guy.
Su Changming didn't take it to heart, chuckled, shook his head, and walked into the school.
The atmosphere on campus today was noticeably more relaxed than yesterday.
The oppressive shadow of death hanging over everyone's hearts is rapidly dissipating with the appearance of sunlight and the injection of that batch of special medicine.
In the corridor, many students had taken off their masks, and their faces regained color.
"Hello, Professor Su!"
Good morning, Professor Su!
Along the way, many students stopped to look at him with grateful eyes and greeted him.
The story of Su Changming bringing the special medicine that saved the entire school has spread among the students, even though the school did not publicize it extensively.
"Professor Su, thank you for saving us!" a boy said excitedly.
Su Changming stopped and looked at the admiring gazes around him, but gently shook his head, his expression somewhat solemn.
"No."
"It wasn't me who saved you, it was Professor William."
"This is the medicine he developed day and night in the laboratory, risking his life to create. I just... delivered it for him."
The students were stunned.
They remembered the foreign professor who was always smiling but went insane and committed suicide at the last moment.
Although there were rumors that he was the one who developed the medicine, most people had a natural distrust of him.
Now that Su Changming has revealed the truth...
Many of the misunderstandings and resentments that had arisen because of the rumors dissipated at this moment.
Some people are misunderstood while they are alive, but are remembered after they die.
Su Changming didn't linger. He walked through the crowd and headed straight to the deepest part of the infirmary.
That's the intensive care unit in the isolation ward.
I pushed open the door, and sunlight streamed onto the hospital bed.
"Oh, you guys don't know, that dream was terrifying! I felt like a pair of huge hands were choking me..."
A familiar voice came from inside.
Lin Xiaoman has woken up.
Although his face was still a little pale, he seemed to be in pretty good spirits, sitting on the bed and vividly describing his near-death experience to the girl next to him.
She turned her head when she heard the door open.
Her eyes lit up instantly when she saw Su Changming standing at the door.
"Professor Su!!"
Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiaoman was so excited that she jumped off the bed and rushed over barefoot without even putting on her shoes.
"Thank you so much! Waaah... I heard you saved me! I almost thought I was going to die!"
The girl opened her arms and gave Su Changming a big hug.
Lin Xiaoman clung to him like a koala.
The warmth and softness of her body filled my arms, and the unique fragrance of a young girl mixed with a faint smell of disinfectant entered my nostrils.
Su Changming raised his hands, feeling a bit wry and amused.
Just then, he heard soft footsteps behind him.
Su Changming felt a chill run down his spine.
Immediately afterwards, a cold voice rang out.
"Professor Su, did I arrive at the wrong time...?"