RNP Chapter 8: Three Lu Xiaobais!
Chapter 8: Three Lu Xiaobais!
Several days later, on the second basement level of the villa.
At this moment, the 300-square-meter space was filled with all sorts of strange and unusual things.
For example, a workbench inlaid with colorful gemstones, resembling a machine tool yet not quite, hums loudly;
Several large jars emitted a magical green and blue glow, bubbling and gurgling.
A row of transparent jars (culture chambers?) contained countless materials whose contents were unclear.
The numerous metal claws above its head, connected by countless tiny gears, are suspended in mid-air along a track, occasionally clicking.
This place,
Not to mention outsiders, even Lu Xiaobai himself has gotten lost before.
At this moment, in the open space in the middle, three Lu Xiaobais who looked exactly alike but wore different clothes were pointing and gesturing around a glowing, complex magic circle.
One of them, Lu Xiaobai (Minister of Magic), who looked a little timid and wore a magic robe over casual clothes, whispered a suggestion:
"Minister of Intelligence, if we were here, we could add a magic equation for a large, mysterious fog formation, and combine it with the concept version of 'magic element mimicry' we were thinking of before, 'magic element objectification'..."
"Wow! You mean—!"
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Xiaobai (the intelligence minister), who was wearing a black and yellow striped jumpsuit decorated with several belts and looked particularly lively, excitedly took over the conversation.
As for the third one,
Wearing a white trench coat and with an unusually calm expression, Lu Xiaobai (his true form) remained silent.
He lowered his head, his fingers rapidly tracing names in the air, as if calculating feasibility.
Lu Xiaobai looked up, his tone tinged with helplessness: "The workload is too huge. Just maintaining the large-scale fog and using 'magic element mimicry' on a large scale consumes an astronomical amount of magic element."
He looked at the other two versions of himself, his eyes knowing.
"Judging by your excitement, do you want to add some more incantations to the hidden magic circle?"
"Hehehe!" The intelligence chief smugly put his hands on his hips, his eyes gleaming. "Just imagine! I can just chant a spell or snap my fingers! Whoosh—! A whole sky full of eerie mist! I'll be in charge of this whole territory! I can conjure up whatever I want from that mist! I can make them see whatever I want!"
He became more and more excited as he spoke, gesturing wildly: "At that time! I will be the god in the fog! Hahahaha!"
"Amazing! Amazing!" The Minister of Magic, infected by his enthusiasm, clapped his hands in a dazed manner.
"As expected of us!" The intelligence chief said, hands on his hips.
Lu Xiaobai silently raised his hand to his forehead, he simply couldn't bear to look at these two.
It's one thing to have a split soul, but the resulting personality is... well, let's just say it's hard to describe.
He sighed, "Alright. Let the baby come over and test the waters later. Anyway, the Qi in her body... is so plentiful it's like it's free, making her the perfect candidate to test this [Lord of the Mysterious Mist]."
Thinking of Feng Baobao's seemingly endless supply of Qi, Lu Xiaobai felt a little envious.
No matter how talented I am, I haven't cultivated for more than twenty years. Just in terms of "quantity," even with the "technology" buff, I'm still quite far behind a freak like Feng Baobao.
If I had that much magic power...
"Then...then I'll go upstairs and call her..." the Minister of Magic said softly, turning to leave. His back looked hesitant, clearly inheriting the shyness he had as a child.
Upstairs living room.
The Minister of Magic had just emerged from the hidden door when he heard a monotone voice, with a slight Sichuan accent, muttering:
"Oh no... I messed up... Zhang Chulan ran away... I'm doomed..."
"Forehead……"
The scene before him left him somewhat bewildered.
Feng Baobao lay flat on the floor with empty eyes, like a salted fish that had lost its dreams, staring blankly at the ceiling.
In front of her, the sturdy solid wood door now had a large hole in it, the door panel hanging crookedly on the frame, with wisps of smoke still rising from the edges, looking like it had just been violently demolished.
The first and second basement levels were specially treated to completely isolate them from outside noise. The Minister of Magic had no idea what was happening upstairs.
Just then, footsteps came from the doorway, and Xu San pushed the door open (or rather, pushed open the half-broken door) and came in.
"Huh? Baby? What are you doing lying on the ground? What... what's going on with this door?!" Xu San stared wide-eyed at the mess in the room and Feng Baobao lying there.
……
Nadutong Company Branch.
Xu Sangang hung up the phone, his expression grim. He looked at the people in the room: "We found out. Zhang Chulan was indeed taken away by the World Society. We need to get him back right away."
Beside him, Xu Si sat with his legs crossed, holding his phone, his fingers flying across the keys, a cigarette dangling from his mouth: "Hey? How much for dismembering someone's legs? Hmm... target, a stupid college student named Zhang Chulan!"
"Xu Si! You're still in the mood to play?!" Xu San grabbed Xu Si's collar and roared angrily.
On the other sofa, Feng Baobao rested her head on Lu Xiaobai's lap, still staring blankly, mechanically repeating, "It's over... Zhang Chulan ran away... ran away..."
Lu Xiaobai was extremely frustrated at this moment.
He just wanted to conduct an experiment quietly!
I just wanted Feng Baobao to go to the basement quickly so we could get to the basics and practical ideas, instead of dealing with this endless trouble.
Why should the main body and the Minister of Intelligence be able to comfortably stay at home while I have to come out and suffer like this?!
He's clearly the least socially adept person...
After yelling at Xu Si, Xu San turned his gaze to the sofa and looked at Lu Xiaobai, who was noticeably more listless than usual, even looking a little aggrieved with her head down. He asked in confusion, "Xiaobai? You seem strange today. Is... something wrong?"
"Hmm..." Lu Xiaobai lowered his head even further, his voice so soft it was like a mosquito's hum, with a slight nasal tone, "...No, no..."
Finish the calf!
Xu San and Xu Si exchanged a glance, their hearts skipping a beat simultaneously. One baby was already upset enough, and now even Xiao Bai looked like he was about to cry!
It's worth it!
Xu San felt his blood pressure soar, while Xu Si was absolutely furious, slamming his phone on the table, his eyes blazing with anger: "Damn Zhang Chulan! That bastard! Not only did he run away, but he also made Bao Bao depressed, and now even Xiao Bai is almost crying because of him?! Today I'm going to rip that two ounces of meat off his crotch! I'll make him a 'Zhang Virgin' for the rest of his life!"
Zhang Chulan, who was far away at the World Alliance and being "warmly entertained" by the Sand Swallow, suddenly shivered involuntarily. Why did he feel a chill run from the soles of his feet straight up to his back?
Zhang Chulan: Good heavens, this has nothing to do with Xiaobai!
Just as the office was in chaos, Xu Si was furious, Xu San was overwhelmed with worry, Feng Baobao was repeating her studies, and the Minister of Magic, Lu Xiaobai, was so aggrieved that she was about to become withdrawn—
"Bang!"
The office door was suddenly pushed open forcefully from the outside.
Standing at the door was Liu Yanyan, the same one from a few days ago. She was holding a file folder in her hand, and her gaze swept over the chaotic scene inside the room, causing her to shudder.
……
Minister of Magic!
[Chief of Intelligence!]
[A clone created from Lu Xiaobai's [personality and soul split], possessing independent consciousness, representing different stages of his personality, and capable of acting freely outside the original body for a certain period! A true physical entity!]
[By converting the entire body into magical particles, it can re-enter its original form and then split again.]