Chapter 267: Sparrow Cat Fossil, Spirit Platform Dao Foundation (5k)
Chapter 267 of "I Am Your Natural Enemy" kicks off with thrilling moments: Wen Yan felt that Gauss Weil probably didnât mean anything else; whatever he said was... Read more!
Wen Yan felt that Gauss Weil probably didnât mean anything else; whatever he said was just what he really thought.
Gauss Weil honestly thought this spell was nothing more than a toy. He didnât have any urge to dig deeperâwhat he wanted was an epiphany, a way to understand things he otherwise couldnât grasp.
Meanwhile, Wen Yan was having plenty of fun with a white bone wand made up of finger and palm bones, going over the whole house, turning everything inside brand spanking new, like itâd just been renovated.
Plus, Gaussâs cleaning wand, at least for now, didnât seem to have any usage limit.
Wen Yan was having a blast, but when he was cleaning the yard outside, he accidentally swiped the cleaning curse a few extra times over the same railing, and thatâs when he finally understood why Gauss Weil said the cleaning curse had something to do with timeâand was also one of the rare spells you could use without any special profession.
Wen Yan walked over to the iron railings, eyeing a spot where the black paint was noticeably different from its surroundings, like itâd just been freshly painted and barely dried.
Wen Yan didnât even need to call to ask; he could be sure that this noticeably odd-color paint was the batch from last year.
The other spots, however, had all been brought back to whatever shape theyâd been in when this yearâs batch of paint was fresh.
This freaking cleaning curse had nothing to do with literal cleaning or tidying up.
Damn it, it actually did exactly what it looked likeâit turned something back to its brand-new state.
And if you hit the same target with it several times in a row, within a short period, it could even bring it back to its last âbrand newâ state.
If thatâs got nothing to do with time, Iâll eat my hat.
Wonder if it could be used on people. Logically, using it once shouldnât be a problem.
Wen Yan tried it on himself. Sure enough, he instantly felt fresh all overâhis clothes turned clean and crisp, even the new-crease on his shoulder snapped back into place.
This should really be called the âgood as newâ spell.
But his body only got the surface cleanedânothing else, and it definitely didnât feel as nice as a hot shower.
Wen Yan let out a sigh, put away the bone wandâhey, itâs not bad. At least from now on he wouldnât need to do laundry or clean the house anymore.
This cleaning curse definitely had issuesâa rookie like Wen Yan could see that. It took way more skill than just waving a wand and shooting out a fireball.
Later heâd have to mention it to the Scorching Sun Department, ask them to investigate whatâs upâwhether some real deal got into the movies, or if this spell was something Gauss Weil had just randomly figured out on his own, as insane as that sounded.
He practiced boxing in the backyard, but by the next day, Wen Yan couldnât take it anymore.
He felt like he was doing time with Gauss Weil.
No one around, Old Zhao and the others missing, no stores open in the street, and nobody even allowed back yet.
Wen Yan just couldnât keep it in anymore, so he got someone to find him an e-book, set it up with pinyin annotations, handed the tablet to Gauss Weil, and told him to read and learn by himself.
He just refused to believe that, by giving Gauss Weil the translated version, the guy could whip up another batch of new tricks.
He told him the tablet needed to be charged to work, then Wen Yan gave Cai Qidong a heads up, and straight up dipped.
From what heâd seen, and with his Natural Enemy Profession warnings to back him up, Wen Yan could be sure of one thing about Gauss Weil: he pretty much never liedâwhat he said always matched what he was thinking.
At least for now, that was the case.
No wonder Pain Demons were total outliers, even among devils. Even out there, the Sect of Suffering was a tiny, offbeat branch among the non-mainstream devil sects. They never tried to tempt souls, just obsessed over experiencing painâhow the hell were you supposed to do business like that?
Guess only the kinds of people who were born to be masochists would join such a tiny fringe sect inside an already fringe group.
Gauss Weil voluntarily placed himself under house arrest, getting hopelessly addicted to TV and books.
Wen Yan, meanwhile, drove out of Virtue City, and on the road he saw people from the Scorching Sun Department working overtime, doing final rounds of cleaning and inspections. Huge barrels of weird-smelling stuff being poured into the streets, dousing down any places that might have come into contact with devil blood.
Supposedly, that stuff was invented by Liu Qiyingâthat womanâso it could destroy any power that might exist in devil blood, turning it into normal gunk.
And apparently, once it was diluted and mixed with a couple other things, it double-timed as a super-powerful cleaning agent. The kind youâd see getting hyped up on video sites all the time.
None of this really had anything to do with Wen Yanâhe wouldnât have had any role to play anyway. Anyone pulled in off the street probably had more experience handling these kinds of cleanups than he did.
Wen Yan kept driving until he arrived in Yu State. Before coming out here, Minister Cai had mentioned that Liu Qiying wanted to see him.
So Wen Yan went to fetch He Changfengâshe didnât really want to see him, but wanted to see He Changfeng.
Wen Yan got He Changfeng out, then moved a chair to the door, lounging outside playing on his phone. If it wasnât for safety reasons, needing to see with his own eyes, he wouldâve just waited somewhere else.
After those two got their fill of being mushy together, Wen Yan couldnât even be bothered to chat with Liu Qiying, just collected He Changfeng and left.
This time, he was here to get stuff from the warehouse again, but this time he got to pick something of his own, and Fuyu Mountain also got one pick.
After all, the one who contributed the most this time was Old Celestial Master.
Seventh Great-Uncle Master wanted to give the Fuyu Mountain spot to Wen Yan, but Wen Yan figuredâwhatâs the point? He could only guarantee whatever he picked would be valuable, nothing else.
Best to let Seventh Great-Uncle Master handle it himself, pick out the thing most suited to take back to Fuyu Mountain.