Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 992 - 59: No Desire for Knowledge in Their Eyes

When Wang Ying woke up, she felt that not a single bone in her body was intact.

The feeling of being on the brink of death was far from pleasant. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The last time she was almost killed, she was dealing with the young master of the Wei Family and his cronies. Wang Ying barely survived that time too and had to lie in the hospital for a long time before she could get out of bed.

One time could be considered an accident, but twice?

Am I really just an ordinary person?

Accepting this harsh reality was more unbearable for Wang Ying than the physical pain.

Growing up amidst the compliments and amazement of her elders, she naively believed the world was just like this.

Only after stepping out of her home did she realize how vast the world was and how insignificant she was.

She struggled to sit up, surprised to find herself in a massive factory.

In front of her was a giant man-made machine over ten meters high, covering an area of hundreds of square meters, filled with various gears, bearings, pipes, and gauges... it was impossible to tell its purpose.

Those foreign craftsmen in long robes were murmuring to themselves as they diligently assembled this colossal machine, wielding screwdrivers and wrenches.

The air was filled with a mixed scent of engine oil and some spice, and from afar, there was a faint sound of chanting prayers.

A human puppet entirely made of mechanical components, dressed in a Western-style dress, approached Wang Ying and handed her a cup of warm water.

Wang Ying took the cup and asked, "Where am I? Did you save me?"

"You seem to know nothing, so how did you end up here?"

"I..."

"Forget it, follow me. You can call me Mogred."

"My name is Wang Ying..."

"That doesn’t matter. I see no hint of curiosity or reverence for machinery in your eyes, so I have no desire to know you either."

Mogred’s attitude was extremely cold.

Wang Ying was speechless.

Indeed, she felt nothing while looking at the massive machine.

Her mind was still overwhelmed by the shock of being easily defeated by Chu Jiang.

Following Mogred through long corridors, they arrived at a hall filled with lit candles.

Here, she saw the witch, who was clad in filthy clothing and looked like a ghost.

The witch was embedded in a cold mechanical chair, with numerous pipe connections from her brain down her spine, presenting a very eerie picture.

"Alpha, she has awakened."

"It seems you didn’t get along well?"

"I don’t like this child."

"You’re too harsh on children, Mogred."

"I just don’t like this child."

Mogred emphasized.

"Alright, let me talk to her alone for a moment."

The witch waved her hand, letting the mechanical puppet exit the room, then turned her cloudy eyes to Wang Ying.

"Do you know why she dislikes you?"

"Because I’m not interested in mechanics?"

"No, because your intelligence is too low."

The witch sneered, "I’m the one who picked you up, of course I know that even if I hadn’t, the soldiers would have taken you away. I know who you are, while you know nothing about me. And I see no thirst for knowledge in your eyes; you’re not even curious about who I am, only thinking about recovering and challenging that Mountain God again... am I right?"

Wang Ying remained silent.

"I know your name is Wang Ying, and I know you have the best teachers and older siblings, receiving the finest education. You have many acquaintances and they’re all worried about you. But you... you don’t care about any of that. You just listened to a few deceiving words from ill-intentioned people and ran to this godforsaken place seeking death, calling it cultivation."

"I just wanted to see a real dragon breed..."

"Did someone tell you that dragons are magical creatures, natural-born kings capable of controlling the elements, possessing immense power, and that if you obtain even a drop of true dragon blood, you could boost your strength tenfold?"

"You blindly believed such nonsense that only a first-year middle school student would fall for?"

I am a first-year middle school student!

Under this continuous reprimand, Wang Ying’s face gradually turned red.

"Even a real Dragon Maiden needs systematic learning and cultivation from a young age, requiring at least ten years of accumulation to have enough strength to go out for training. Of course, they won’t tell you this; they just want to eat dumplings without bothering to knead the dough and prepare the filling... I suppose you can’t understand what I’m saying because you’re too young."

The witch slowly stood up, the pipes behind her disengaging one by one, releasing jets of white steam.

"Don’t mind it, just see it as the habit of an elder to nag. Wait a bit, someone will come to get you."

Following her gaze, Wang Ying noticed a massive blackboard behind her, covered with countless mathematical formulas and geometric figures written in chalk.

Apart from the Arabic numerals, she couldn’t understand a thing.

The witch raised her hand and gently waved, making two-thirds of the notes on the blackboard vanish instantly, filling the hall with chalk dust.

She extended her arm two meters long and began writing new formulas.

"What are you writing?"

Wang Ying couldn’t help but ask.

"This is a hypothesis, a scheme, an approach to solving a problem."

The witch replied, "To build an ark that can withstand tsunamis, the sufficient conditions needed... To explain it in terms you can understand, if you were to set sail from Tianmen City to Edo in a small boat, what preparations would you need?"

"A navigator and sailors are essential, and you can’t just rely on manpower to row the boat; an engine, fuel are needed. Signal flags, an anchor are necessary... and your personal fighting prowess, which you rely on, has no value on this boat."

Wang Ying didn’t completely understand, but after thinking carefully, she seemed to grasp a little.

At that moment, the heavy footsteps interrupted the fleeting flash of insight in her mind.

Fully armed, Wang Yunxiao stepped in from outside, glanced at her, and then turned to the witch saying, "I’ll take her now, thank you for your care."

"No need to be so polite, Commander Wang."

The witch smiled, leaning on her staff, "If you’re planning to wage war against the Demon now, you could leave this child here; there’s no need for her to be involved in such high-level warfare, it’s not good for her psychological health."

"Leaving her here isn’t good for her psychological health either."

"At least I have snacks and toys here."

Wang Yunxiao shook his head and said, "There won’t be a fight today; the Qilin Army is undergoing a major restructuring, so any action will have to wait until next month."

"Next month? By then, the Mechanical God Sect can provide some assistance."

"The assistance you’re referring to is..."

"A month is enough time for me to complete the ’Gong Gong Engine’."

"What’s that?"

"Even if I explained it to you, you might not understand, but you will naturally know by then."