Chapter 62

Ji Zhixu flipped through the pages of the book under the light.

A lamp shrouded in lace gauze casts enough light without being too harsh to illuminate the many books and parchments on the table, a thin vase with daisies in it, an inkwell with a quill on it, a copper A jeweled aromatherapy box, a pair of glasses.

It was very quiet all around, except for the rustling of her pages flipping through the book.

Of course, with her current hearing, she could easily hear the breathing and heartbeat of the two servants downstairs who were cleaning the house, but it was not necessary to expand her hearing to such a degree, it would be a kind of torture at the same time.

Because of her growing strength, her control over her whole body has approached a peak.

She can even control the shrinkage of any individual pore on her skin if she chooses.

And the most important point is that she is finally on the verge of completely taming the beast that turned into blood in her body.

As long as she can do one thing, it will be just around the corner for her to enter the destruction level.

"call……"

Ji Zhixu took a deep breath, closed the book, and suppressed his excitement.

The scents of mint, rosemary and lemon from the incense box on the solid wood tabletop immediately enter the nostrils and lift her spirits.

"Blood and the Beast" is far more than just controlling the filthy blood in one's body.

The more she researched, the more she discovered that the mystery was so deep and terrifying.

Blood and beasts... are actually "spirit" and "flesh".

Blood and soul, the currency of life, and as they exchange and flow within the body, the ether is then cashed out.

Controlling the blood in your body is only the first step.

How to use the blood to completely transform the beast into one's own power is the real way to become stronger.

Right now, she is only controlling the amount of blood injected into her body.

If you can absorb more, even the filthy blood of other different kinds of dream beasts, what kind of terrifying power will you get...

The power that a hunter can have is not limited to the current ones!

The source of the right to speak is power.

Now, they have the right to have an equal dialogue with the Truth Society, the Tower of Mysteries, and the Church.

It's absolutely not enough for her alone, she needs more and more companions.

Some time ago, she had been practicing it secretly, and did not teach this method to others, because it was her first contact with it, so she was not sure that there would be no mistakes.

Once the power of the foul blood is out of control, the consequences will be disastrous.

So be careful.

But it is different now, she has personally practiced this method of controlling blood, and proved that it is indeed safe, reliable and effective.

She can start promoting.

Ji Zhixu reached out and stroked the cover of the book, his heart became more and more firm.

This will be the Gospel for the hunters, and Mr. Lin who brought the Gospel will be the guide for the hunters in the future.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a knock on the door.

"Miss, it's dinner time."

"knew."

Ji Zhixu had expected it a long time ago, stood up indifferently from the desk, pushed away the chair, and hid the book in the hidden compartment inside the desk.

At this time, she was wearing a simple T-shirt and skinny jeans, with short ear-length hair, which looked very neat.

Of course, even at home, under this daily attire, a dagger is tied to her straight back, and the loose T-shirt has a top-notch concealment effect.

Although her current physical strength has completely surpassed these metal products, it is a good habit to be vigilant at all times.

Ji Zhixu turned and opened the door, and went to the restaurant led by the servant.

Halfway through, she stopped suddenly and looked at the middle-aged man standing at the door.

"Father."

Ji Zhixu paused, and said calmly: "Is there anything?"

The middle-aged man standing by the door is Ji Bonong, the head of Luoer Resource Development Company.

He has the same iron-gray eyes as Ji Zhixu, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looks inorganically cold. He is wearing a black suit, and a black vest and white shirt can be seen inside the open coat.

The servant leading the way stepped back and left consciously.

"Can't I talk to you if I have nothing to do?"

Ji Bonong said casually while turning around and walking into the restaurant.

Ji Zhixu smiled and said: "You never come back for dinner, and you don't let people remind me of dinner time. I can't think of any other reason except to talk to me about something."

Ji Bonong choked, and sat down in his seat for a moment, then silently pulled out his chair and sat down, saying: "So obvious?"

Ji Zhixu also walked over and sat down, and said as a matter of course: "It's so obvious."

Although she had already heard Ji Bonong's orders, even if she hadn't, she could still easily guess what her father was thinking.

After all, a person who has been busy with her career all year round and was away from home 364 days out of 365 suddenly came back, and even asked her to come down for dinner—she had already told her servants not to disturb her.

And it just happened to be at this point in time, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible to come here specifically to reminisce about the old days.

Ji Bonong sighed, and his eyes fell on his daughter's face. Because he didn't get along very much all the year round, his impression of being a girl of about sixteen or seventeen was suddenly broken in a trance, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't help sighing: "You have grown up."

Ji Zhixu asked: "You don't really intend to talk, do you?"

Ji Bonong smiled and continued: "You can make decisions on some things yourself, but as a father, I always want to give you some advice."

"..." Ji Zhixu was silent for a while, and said, "You tell me."

"In the past, I didn't ask you what you did, because whether it was the White Wolf or other hunter organizations, they were just war games that were fiddled with in the sand table. I sent you Kai and Max, which is almost enough , but now, it’s different.”

Ji Bonong pointed to the dining table with his index finger, and looked at Ji Zhixu behind his glasses.

"If you really want to participate, then when you stand in front of everyone, you will represent the position of Luoer Resources, understand?"

"I see."

Ji Bonong didn't expect the answer to be so straightforward, so he slowed down, and then continued: "You understand? If you understand, you shouldn't be so reckless!"

"I really understand."

Ji Zhixu raised his head and said, "That's exactly why I'm talking to you here now—you saw the plan in my diary, right? That's why you want to persuade me."

She raised the corner of her mouth: "I wrote that on purpose."

"..."

When Ji Bonong's eyes changed, it was a complete surprise.

He looked at Ji Zhixu, pointed at himself, and said, "You deliberately wrote that plan, and then deliberately let the person I sent to you find out, just to get me back?"

"Hmm." Ji Zhixu leaned on the back of the chair, raised his eyebrows with his hands crossed over his chest, and said, "Of course the plan is in my head, who would write it down for others to see, fool?"

Ji Bonong looked at his daughter speechlessly, and after a while, sighed: "It seems that you have really grown up, but I still treat you as a child."

Ji Zhixu smiled and said, "If you didn't treat me like a child, how could I fool you."

"In this case, you seem to be sure to convince me." Ji Bonong looked deeply: "Tell me, what is your bargaining chip?"

Ji Zhixu and his father looked at each other, and said in surprise: "Didn't you already send someone to my room to get it?"

"Wh... how do you know?"

She imitated the bookstore owner, folded her hands under her chin, looked at her father who had seen a ghost, and showed a happy smile.

In the void invisible to others, octopus-like spiritual tentacles densely extend to the surroundings, and they have a clear grasp of the situation in the entire house.

Ji Zhixu took out the real "Blood and Beast" from the flesh and blood on the back of the "split", and shook it in his hand: "'This' is my bargaining chip."