Blind Spot
Chapter 592 - 543 white size 3

Chapter 592: 543 white size 3

On the other side, Li Chengyi slowly and leisurely absorbed the last bit of the Wisteria Flowers’ essence. The essence was actually the easiest thing to absorb, as Evil Flower clearly didn’t rely on the essence to replenish its power, but rather, it needed some specific subtle substances.

Otherwise, relying solely on the weak energy from those delicate petals, it would have been impossible to manifest the horrid and bizarre powers of the Floral Dress and the Flower Language Technique.

He was becoming increasingly aware of this.

Once the essence was fully absorbed, next came the Evil Thoughts.

Li Chengyi gave a shout to Nilan Dunes, and then he and Keya left the house. Although they seemed to be casually wandering the streets, in reality, his Consciousness Power had already begun to spread and cover the surroundings, swiftly scanning over the bodies of those who had been planted with Consciousness Seeds.

This was to check on the progress and growth of the seeds, and if any issues arose, they would need to be corrected promptly.

He had scattered over two hundred seeds throughout the city, and covering them all required traversing most of the city’s districts.

As Li Chengyi progressed, he also took Keya to an old brand’s store halfway down the road to enjoy a cup of oil tea soup.

The rich aroma of the oil tea soup, with its toasted rice and sunflower seeds, along with some butter and a touch of salted spring onions, was extremely delicious.

This delicacy, originating from the East and mixed with local culinary specialties, had a significant market share in Ludian.

In the afternoon, Li Chengyi once again set out to check on the seeds, having visited the East City District in the morning, it was now time to visit the Xicheng District.

That is the area where the slums were located.

However, this time, he hadn’t walked far when suddenly he stopped in his tracks.

’What’s wrong, Boss?’ Keya asked in confusion from behind.

In the last two years, Li Chengyi had cured her of her limp, but she didn’t wish to treat the scar on her face, saying she wanted to keep it as proof of her past suffering.

Thus, she still sported a scarred face that made others shiver, and apart from her figure having developed slightly, like a lotus showing its sharp corner, the rest of her appearance was still hardly in keeping with the feminine curves.

She looked nervously at Li Chengyi ahead of her.

A short, sharp dagger slid into her palm.

This was her self-defined role, her position.

The boss had taken care of her, fed her, clothed her, educated her, provided her with a life of plenty, healed her leg, and pulled her out of the mire.

All she wanted was to do something for him in her own way. After careful consideration, she knew that Li Chengyi already had a beautiful maid like Nilan and a wealthy young lady like Niya by his side. What he lacked, then, would be a close personal bodyguard.

So, that was the role she sought to fill.

Even though Li Chengyi himself did not care and had repeatedly said he did not need it, she still took it upon herself to secretly prepare and train.

"Don’t be nervous," Li Chengyi said, slightly turning his face to signal her to relax.

"It’s just that I’ve spotted something interesting."

He wasn’t wrong, but the interesting thing wasn’t to be seen with the eyes, rather, it was something he sensed.

Among his over two hundred sprouts, one nearby seemed to be encountering something special, an experience different from the ordinary person’s.

"Let’s find a coffee shop to sit and rest for a while," Li Chengyi suggested.

"Yes," Keya acknowledged, lowering her head. She had diligently learned what a bodyguard and female protector should do.

The two found a coffee shop by the road, quiet enough for reading, and each ordered a cup of black coffee.

After finding a place to sit, Li Chengyi closed his eyes and did not move, as if dozing.

Keya, not understanding, looked around vigilantly. After a while, she took out a primary school textbook from her small backpack and began to learn to read.

She did not realize that at that moment, Li Chengyi’s Consciousness Power was focused on a narrow shop some tens of meters away.

The frontage of the store was only a third of a regular storefront, narrow and dim.

A wooden sign stood at the entrance, on which was handwritten: Investigation of third parties, tracking asset transfers, skilful key duplication and lock picking.

Blue Web Detective House.

That was the name of this little shop.

And one of those hundreds of sprouts was right there. To be precise, it was the shop owner, a young disheveled man named Tom Klara.

Usually, this disheartened little detective dealt with petty issues like lost pets, tailing husbands and wives to restaurants, and who they met for dates and such.

But the client he was entertaining this time was entirely different from his previous assignments.

At the moment, in the detective house, sitting on the only guest chair available, was a girl who looked innocent, with a pair of watery blue eyes and long braids.

The girl’s eyes were silently shedding tears as she beseeched Tom.

"I have tried all the methods, every single one of them... I’ve been to the Hunter Headquarters many times, but I don’t have money... not enough to hire a real hunter..."

She gently pressed her finger onto a small pile of bills on the table.

All were small denominations, totaling less than ten thousand.

"Please... Tom, I really have no other choice... He’s the only family member I have, and if I lose him too, I don’t know... I don’t know how I can go on living..."

Tom silently looked at the money on the table, holding an unlit inferior cigarette between his fingers, lit, but not smoked.

He had been silent for several minutes, the parsimonious and lustful demeanor he usually displayed seemed to have vanished.

The girl in front of him was Serra, his ex-girlfriend. More precisely, they had already been living together for two years, about to step onto the altar of marriage.

Regrettably, the girl had an accidental meeting one time, made the acquaintance of an official’s son looking for a fling, and what followed was a rather predictable story.