After hearing this, Chen Fan did not forget his original intention: "Then do you think I can awaken a giant robot spiritual bond?"
Hu Weijiu, who had just stood up from the chair, paused for a moment, then shook her head and said that she didn't know either:
"No one can guarantee this kind of thing. Let me tell you something. The so-called spiritual contract is the embodiment of one's own soul ability. It will change according to each person's personality and the deepest worries in his heart. Basically, there is no one in the world. No two spiritual contracts are exactly the same.”
"The deepest worry?" Chen Fan keenly grasped the key point in Hu Weijiu's words, "Then Sister Xiaojiu, didn't you tell me that there is a person in Babylon who follows the path of the God of Death, and his spiritual bond is a deformable agricultural tractor? "
When Hu Weijiu heard this, she almost sprayed the tea she just drank into his face.
What a tractor, it’s obviously a harvester, right? !
Although the style of painting is very strange.
Swallowing the water with a gulp, Hu Weijiu coughed and put the tea cup away:
"That thing is indeed a deformable agricultural harvester. Although it has something to do with his upgrade path to the God of Death, it is also because he is afraid of death from the bottom of his heart. Even now he has become a powerful floating spirit. You still have to be fully prepared before setting out to carry out the mission.”
As she spoke, she scratched the back of her head in embarrassment: "And to be honest, last night I wanted to turn you over first and talk about it later if there were any problems, so... I just gave a rough explanation."
Chen Fan, who almost lost his breath, trembled and pointed at Hu Weijiu. After lifting Ye Yi onto his shoulders, he stood up from the chair.
After getting up and walking around the office several times, Chen Fan took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth and leaned over the desk, looking into Hu Weijiu's eyes and word by word:
“So, is there anything else I should know?
Little-nine-sister-? "
After a long silence, Hu Weijiu slowly raised her hands, clasped her hands together, lowered her head and said:
"I'm sorry. In fact, even if you awaken, if your abilities are not threatening, you can go home and continue your normal life."
Chen Fan immediately stood up and took a breath of air. Before he could stand still, he sank down and sat back on the chair:
"Then why does the manual say that floating spirits have to report to the bureau? And you also said last night that I should be prepared not to go back?"
"Because all floating spirits must register their abilities to prevent anyone from using their soul abilities to do something illegal. As for not being able to go back... I'm not trying to make you prepare for the worst, just in case. Wouldn’t it be too uncomfortable if you really can’t go back?”
After Hu Weijiu finished speaking with a guilty conscience, she found that Chen Fan was neither angry nor making a fuss. He just got up without saying a word and started rummaging in his suitcase.
Feeling more and more bad, Hu Weijiu could only get up from the chair with a stiff smile, squatted next to Chen Fan and forced a smile: "Well... Xiao Chen, what are you looking for?"
Turning to look at Hu Weijiu, Chen Fan slightly spread his hands to the left and right, making a gesture of holding something:
"gun."
"gun?"
"Yes, the double-barreled Dahongpao shotgun, the one my dad used to kill the mandrill instantly yesterday."
After pondering for a moment, Hu Weijiu felt that kneeling down to admit her mistake would no longer work. She quietly stretched out her right hand, and a slender and gorgeous revolver gradually condensed from the air, and was summoned into her hand.
Then, slender fingers held the handle of the pistol, and the cold muzzle silently pressed against the back of Chen Fan's head:
"Well, Xiao Chen, what do you think of my gun?"
"..." Momo raised his hands from the suitcase into the air. Chen Fan felt the thick muzzle of the gun on the back of his head and nodded: "It's very good. It is indeed Miss Jiu's gun."
Five minutes later, Chen Fan, who was walking on the way to the laboratory, held Ye Yi in his arms and sighed sadly, thinking that Hu Weijiu had done something to him.
"Hey, do you think this kid has gone through something? Why does he look so listless?"
"It's hard to say. After all, yesterday the team leader had a problem because of him."
"Yes, yes, it's such a pity. Obviously there was no omission in any mission before this incident."
Listening to the mutterings from his subordinates, Hu Weijiu couldn't help but clenched her fists:
"I - said - ah -"
"Who do you think I am? Huh? Am I the kind of guy who knows how to be petty? Don't think that I will embarrass the newcomers just because my performance is broken! Do you understand!?"
Seeing the spirit contract pistol waving in Hu Weijiu's hand, the subordinates dispersed in a hurry.
"Tsk, these guys just know how to cheer and watch the fun."
The handsome man waved his hand and took back the gun. Hu Weijiu took Chen Fan forward with long strides and soon arrived in front of a thick white double door.
Raising her fingers to open the double doors, Hu Weijiu pursed her lips at Chen Fan and said, "Here, this is the exclusive venue for signing spiritual contracts. Do you want to have your cat taken care of by someone before entering?"
Chen Fan smiled and shook his head when he heard this. Regardless of Ye Yi's struggle in his arms, he walked into the double doors warmly: "No need, Miss Jiu, Ye Yi will be very safe by my side."
Safe ass!
The furious Ye Yi directly communicated with Chen Fan through mind communication, and then yelled at him in the channel between the two of them:
"Sai Zai, what are you doing? I'm just a weak, helpless cat. Aren't you afraid of something going wrong if you bring me in?"
Following Ye Yi's words, Chen Fan even tightened his arms holding Ye Yi harder:
"Don't even think about it! A helpless, pitiful and weak cat will not get into someone else's quilt in the middle of the night. If I have any problems today, don't even think about running away!"
Hu Weijiu, who couldn't hear anything, thought it was because Chen Fan was nervous, so she patted his shoulder and said comfortingly:
"Don't be afraid of Chen Fan. Our technology is very mature now, and there will definitely be no dangerous situations. And even if you really build a giant robot, this place can still fit in it."
After struggling for a long time, he discovered that Chen Fan seemed determined to take him with him, so Ye Yi had to give up the struggle:
"Okay, it doesn't matter, but let me tell you, Shai Zai, I have already abandoned my spiritual contract. If you mess with me during the signing process, I don't care so much."
Chen Fan curled his lips in disdain, thinking that as long as he didn't let you touch it, it would be fine, and then he let go of his arm to let Ye Yi free.
After finally breaking free from Chen Fan's arms, Ye Yi did not run away. Instead, he lightly jumped on Chen Fan's shoulders and sat down there without moving again.
Hu Weijiu from a distance glanced at Chen Fan and Ye Yi in surprise, whose interaction mode was quite strange. She shrugged and solemnly took out a rectangular box from the machine, and then slowly walked towards Chen Fan.
Seeing that Hu Weijiu, who had always had a playful smile in his mind, now changed to a serious expression, Chen Fan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Hu Weijiu to hold the box in front of Chen Fan, and gently and carefully placed the box on the long table between the two of them.
After a slight collision, Hu Weijiu took a deep breath after placing the box, and then raised her hand to wipe her forehead.
Chen Fan, who noticed Hu Weijiu's movements, noticed at this moment that her forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, which showed how careful she had been just now.
For a moment, even Ye Yi on Chen Fan's shoulder was a little moved by Hu Weijiu's attitude.
Then the next moment, Hu Weijiu clicked and pressed the corner of the box, and opened the box she had carefully brought as easily and casually as opening a candy box on the stall.
"What a damn person, what kind of unscrupulous guy didn't put the doily back after taking the spiritual deed? As soon as I took the box into my hand, it started making a squeaking sound. I was so scared that I almost broke my hand and broke the thing."
Taking out a piece of cloth from his pocket and wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Hu Weijiu opened the box casually and couldn't help but cursed after confirming that the situation inside was indeed what he had guessed.
Chen Fan, whose face couldn't help but tremble, hurriedly took a deep breath to calm down, and kept reminding himself that this is his immediate boss in the future. If he can't complain, he won't complain, and if he can't be yin and yang, he won't be yin and yang.
After calming down, Chen Fan looked at the glass beads rolling around in the box, holding one with some uncertainty and observing it carefully.
After looking at it for a long time, Chen Fan couldn't take it for granted. Even when he held the glass ball up to the light of the chandelier on the roof, there was nothing special about it. It just felt like the glass beads that could be seen everywhere on the street stalls when he went to temple fairs when he was a kid.
While Chen Fan was observing repeatedly, Hu Weijiu silently put down the pad she had just used to wipe her cold sweat, spread it back into the box to prevent the glass beads from moving around, and immediately covered the box again with a guilty conscience.
As soon as she felt relieved, Hu Weijiu saw Chen Fan's black cat squatting on his shoulder and looking at her blankly, its big eyes full of disbelief.
For some reason, Hu Weijiu always felt more guilty under the gaze of the black cat, as if she had been seen by the family members of the person involved.
So Hu Weijiu silently put her index finger on her lips, made a quiet gesture, and hurriedly put the box back to its place to destroy the evidence.
After Hu Weijiu put the box away and turned around to sneak back, Chen Fan, who couldn't figure out what was going on with the glass ball, finally asked, "Sister Xiaojiu, how do you use this thing?"
After destroying the corpse and removing all traces, Hu Weijiu felt extremely magnanimous. With a wave of her hand, she directly told Chen Fan how to sign the contract:
"This is the latest type of spiritual contract developed by the Special Preparation Bureau. Compared with the old model that required repeated adjustments to complete the signing, it only requires you to communicate successfully with your mind."
Glancing at Ye Yi, Chen Fan disconnected the mental channel between the two after she nodded, and instead tried to build a communication bridge with the glass ball.
After several attempts, Chen Fan finally succeeded in "hooking up" with the glass ball, and the glass ball also emitted a gentle light and slowly melted into Chen Fan's body.
Seeing Chen Fan completing the contract quickly, Hu Weijiu patted him on the shoulder happily. Just as she was about to teach him how to summon the spiritual contract, she suddenly felt her hand heavy and almost fell forward.
Just as she stood firm, Hu Weijiu heard Chen Fan's voice ringing in her mind: "Fuck? Sister Xiaojiu, what did you do? Why am I in your hand?!"
Upon hearing this, Hu Weijiu subconsciously looked at her heavy right hand, and then stared blankly at the thick black short-handled shotgun in her hand.
After a long time, she murmured:
"Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen a soul power that can turn into someone else's weapon."
In the silent white room, Ye Yi was stunned when he saw Chen Fan turned into a pistol, while Hu Weijiu, who was holding Chen Fan in her hand, looked suspicious of life.
In the dead silence, Chen Fan's curse broke the silence.
"I xx you xx! Damn xx, xxx!!! You xxx, xx go to xxx!"
After a series of curses, Chen Fan seemed to have finished venting his anger, and turned to communicate with Hu Weijiu in a calm tone:
"Okay, Sister Xiaojiu, don't be stunned. Let's try how I use it."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Hu Weijiu obviously hadn't recovered from Chen Fan's series of vicious curses. She looked at Chen Fan in her hand with complicated eyes and said to herself that she didn't realize that you had such a violent personality before?
Could it be said that it became like this because of great stimulation?
The more she thought about Hu Weijiu, the more she realized that it was like this. A child who had just finished the college entrance examination and received the admission notice had a bright future but was targeted by ghosts. In the process of almost dying, he awakened to an upgrade path that relies on near-death experiences. , and currently it seems that this route is still capped.
Forget it, after reporting to the bureau, if your abilities are limited, you can go back home and continue your normal life. But in the end, your abilities are turned into weapons used by others. It is really miserable.
No wonder he is so angry.
After completing what she thought was Chen Fan's psychological activity in her mind, Hu Weijiu raised Chen Fan in her hand sympathetically, and then waved to the operator in the observation room, signaling her to bring out a target.
Looking at the slowly rising human-shaped target, Hu Weijiu secretly decided that unless Chen Fan used it really well, she would just give him a bad rating and let him go home and forget about it.
After making the decision, Hu Weijiu took a deep breath, raised Chen Fan, held the handle of the gun with both hands and aimed it at the center of the human-shaped target.
Just as she was about to pull the trigger, Hu Weijiu heard Chen Fan, who had been silent for a long time, shyly say:
"Then what...Sister Xiaojiu, please be gentler, I don't feel very comfortable with such force."
This time it was not spiritual communication. Even Yoruichi, who was hiding in the corner, heard clearly and covered his face with his paws in silence.
Hu Weijiu was so angry that she almost threw Chen Fan out on the spot:
"Chen Fan! What do you mean? After turning into a weapon, you are so shy, like a newly married girl? I told you that it makes sense to hold on tighter. What if your recoil is too strong and hits me in the face? manage?!"
After being scolded, Chen Fan calmed down. Hu Weijiu took a deep breath for a while before calming down.
After relaxing a little, Hu Weijiu raised Chen Fan's transformed pistol again. After confirming again and again that he would not be talkative this time, she aimed at the humanoid target and gently pulled the trigger.
The next moment, a sun was ejected from Chen Fan's gun.
