69novels Chapter 104 Undercurrents, New Hostile Forces!
Chapter 104 Undercurrents, New Hostile Forces!
Chapter 104 Undercurrents, New Hostile Forces!
On the top floor of a high-rise building, huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer views of the bustling city streets.
The room was dimly lit, and a tall woman was leaning against the cold wall, her phone pressed to her ear.
Her posture carried a languid air of complete control, yet her eyes were sharp as an eagle's, piercing through the glass and landing in the blurry halo of light in the distance.
On the other end of the phone was the middle-aged man who had previously tried to spy on Lu Xiaobai outside the Longhushan competition venue.
"Tell me, what information did you all receive?"
The woman's voice was soft, lacking both urgency and emotion.
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The person on the other end of the phone seemed to consider his words carefully before replying: "I didn't get anything useful out of them."
"However, I found a piece of Feng Baobao's hair inside the competition venue. As for other things, I haven't found anything else yet."
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"Okay, that's fine."
The woman responded calmly, as if this outcome was entirely within her expectations.
Slender fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the smooth glass surface, producing a barely audible sound.
"Is there anything specific about Lu Xiaobai?"
She changed the subject abruptly, her goal becoming clear.
"no."
The man's answer was straightforward.
"We were unable to obtain either the content of the conversation or tissue samples from his body, including hair or any possible traces of blood."
"and----"
He paused, a barely perceptible tension creeping into his voice.
"He must have noticed my spying. But he didn't seem to care and didn't react at all."
The man tentatively asked, "How about we try to take the initiative and make contact? Find an opportunity—"
"No."
The woman's voice suddenly turned cold as she interrupted the other person's suggestion, her sense of control instantly becoming assertive.
"Just do your job. This person isn't as simple as you think."
Her tone carried an unquestionable authority, as if she were simply stating a fact that had already been established.
After the call ended, the woman casually placed her phone on the expensive solid wood desk next to her.
She walked behind the huge desk, but instead of sitting down immediately, she glanced at the open laptop screen next to her.
The screen displayed various files and data about "magicians," and one of the files was encrypted at an extremely high level. The watermark indicated that it came from the board of directors of Nadutong Company and was personally approved by a senior executive of the company.
It seems that the tentacles of this mysterious organization have already silently penetrated to a level that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
She exhaled softly, her voluptuous body sinking into the large, soft boss's chair. The light shone through the window onto the bustling yet distant lights, her eyes somewhat vacant.
The bustling scene was reflected in her unfathomable pupils, yet it seemed unable to leave any trace.
She stared at it quietly for a moment, like a frozen sculpture, only her fingertips slowly stroking the smooth armrest, revealing a trace of barely perceptible contemplation.
After a moment, she looked away and refocused her gaze on the computer screen in front of her.
Click the mouse to switch screens.
She began playing a video that was clearly specially processed and of extremely high quality—a scene from the second round of Luo Tian Da Zhan's competition, where Lu Xiaobai faced off against Deng Youfu.
The image was precisely positioned, magnified, and focused on Lu Xiaobai.
He first summoned a strangely shaped doll out of thin air. Then, a fox-shaped spirit, visible to the naked eye and emitting a faint red light, suddenly leaped out of Lu Xiaobai's body and lightly entered the doll!
The video tracks the puppet's every move with such clarity that it feels like you're actually there.
After the spirit entered, the puppet seemed to be instantly given life, its movements fluid and agile, and it began to talk to Deng Youfu, who was possessed by Liu Kunsheng.
Although the complete sound cannot be heard, by combining lip movements and body language, it is clear that "it" is conveying a core message:
This immortal being named Hu Tianbiao, in his pure spiritual form, actually obtained a "physical body" that he could control at will and that belonged to him alone through this puppet!
The woman sat up straight, her languid expression quickly fading, replaced by an almost demanding focus.
She manipulated the media player, repeatedly and meticulously observing every detail of Hu Tianbiao's control of the puppets in battle:
The explosiveness and stability of power:
[The energy level contained in each attack by the puppet, showing the peak and trough curves!]
Degree of compatibility between spirit and body:
Is there any delay or inconsistency in the spirit's control over the doll's "physical body"?
Defense and resistance to attack:
[The puppet's performance when subjected to Liu Kunsheng's attack, the extent of the damage, and the speed of its self-repair!]
Are there any signs of backlash?
When a spirit manipulates the power of a puppet, does the puppet itself or the spirit exhibit signs of instability, energy dissipation, or reaching their limits?
She watched it extremely carefully, analyzing it almost frame by frame.
As the scene progressed, especially seeing Hu Tianbiao's agility and strength in manipulating the puppet, her slightly pursed lips finally revealed a hint of seriousness.
When the battle ended and the scene froze on the puppet controlled by Hu Tianbiao, its "body" rippled out like water, transforming back into a pure spiritual form and disappearing at the edge of the arena. The calm on a woman's face was completely shattered!
She abruptly pressed the pause button, and the image froze on the moment the doll turned into specks of light and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, she dragged the progress bar without hesitation, extracting this part of the "physical transformation into spirit" process separately, replaying it once, twice, three times—over and over again!
His scarlet pupils were fixed on the screen, unblinking.
Her expression was no longer languid, but rather filled with increasingly obvious shock and disbelief!
With each slow-motion playback, his expression grew more solemn.
"In this world—"
"How could such a level of doll-making technology exist?!"
A very soft whisper escaped her lips, carrying a tremor she herself was unaware of.
The woman subconsciously extended her index finger, her fingertip lightly touching the cold screen, as if trying to confirm that the image was not an illusion.
She frowned slightly, as if comparing what she saw with a technology she knew.
"I just don't know—what's the difference between this and what was created by 'Divine Machine Refinement'?"
The thought lingered in her mind, accompanied by deep scrutiny and evaluation.
When the image freezes again on Lu Xiaobai's slightly thin profile.
His scarlet pupils narrowed dangerously, flashing with a cold and complex light—fear, greed, and even a hint of—a decision to reassess the situation.
"If his puppet can truly reach—or even come close to—that level—"
The woman murmured to herself, her voice low and clear.
"Perhaps—we should change our target first."
Once the idea took hold, it quickly took root in her mind.
Without further hesitation, she decisively picked up the phone on the table. Her slender fingers rapidly dialed a number without a saved name on the screen.
"Beep—Beep—"
The monotonous, rhythmic dialing echoed through the spacious, luxurious yet deathly silent office, breaking the stagnant air and foreshadowing a change in the direction of certain undercurrents.