My Virtual Immortal Girlfriend Came to Life from a Mobile Game-Chapter 77 – Is Chen Huaian a ticking time bomb?

"Amitabha, boundless longevity and blessings, amen... Master Fish, I know you have already become a monster. To prevent you from causing chaos in the human world, today I shall act on behalf of the heavens!"

Chen Huaian bowed three times to the still-alive 10-pound Azure Fish on the chopping board, then took out a Thunderfire Talisman tied to a clothesline pole.

This was to prevent the talisman from blowing off his arm when activated.

"Forgive me!"

As he spoke, Chen Huaian pressed down the clothesline pole, his eyes flashing with determination, silently chanting 'Urgent as a decree!'

Snap—!

The Azure Fish flopped on the board, its eyes wide open.

Nothing happened.

Chen Huaian fell silent, gazing at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, his eyes filled with desolation: "I knew it, cultivation is just an illusion. Becoming a super tumor is the only way out."

At the dining table, Muscle Dominator looked bewildered at Chen Huaian's bizarre behavior, puzzled.

[What's this boss doing? Using a Thunder Talisman to kill a fish?]

[As expected of a boss, truly wealthy!]

[But why isn't he holding the talisman?]

"Oh, I get it." Chen Huaian slapped his forehead, speaking harshly: "The Thunderfire Talisman must be held to activate, otherwise it won't trigger. In that case..." He decided to go all in, grabbing the talisman and pressing it onto the Azure Fish.

The Azure Fish flopped violently.

Nothing happened.

Chen Huaian: "..."

Muscle Dominator: "..."

It didn't understand. If the boss wanted to kill the fish, why not infuse the talisman with spiritual energy? Didn't he know that actively triggering the talisman requires spiritual energy?

These types of talismans either automatically trigger upon sensing demonic, murderous, ghostly, or malicious energy, or the talisman creator uses spiritual energy to actively trigger them.

Could it be that this boss doesn't know?

[No, impossible! This is a trap!]

Muscle Dominator looked at Chen Huaian's back, as if seeing a sinister smile on the other side of his face.

[He must be pretending to lure me into revealing myself. Once I do, I'll be killed! I don't want to die...]

Muscle Dominator retreated step by step into the dark corner.

It was about to shut down.

When would these days of fear and anxiety end?

Only spiritual energy could provide some comfort.

It had tried to learn cat habits, but fully playing the role of a qualified cat required attention to too many details.

It could be exposed at any moment.

Like just now.

"Forget it, I am indeed a superhuman, just a superhuman." Chen Huaian shook his head, found a basin for the Azure Fish, filled it with water, and placed it on the windowsill.

The basin was a bit small, with half of the Azure Fish's tail still outside.

But given the circumstances, it would have to do.

At least it wasn't dead.

"Muscle Dominator, such a big fish, and you're not interested?" He turned his head, surprised at the black cat. Ever since its injuries healed, this little black cat had been acting mysteriously all day.

It was very much in line with the ancestral traits of a tuxedo cat.

Muscle Dominator was taken aback, then scrambled to the windowsill, licking the Azure Fish's tail while watching Chen Huaian's expression.

Chen Huaian: "..."

This cat was a bit crazy.

He smiled and shook his head, ignoring the Azure Fish and Muscle Dominator.

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Naturally, he didn't see the spiritual energy from the Nine-Turn Spirit Orchid gradually permeating the entire room, seeping into his skin, nourishing both his cancerous and normal cells and bones; he didn't see Muscle Dominator actively absorbing the spiritual energy, nor did he see the half-dead Azure Fish near the flowerpot gradually calming down, no longer flipping belly-up.

Change was happening subtly.

Chen Huaian simply opened the virtual girlfriend game.

He could teach Li Qingran sword techniques now.

...

"Old Li, where's that young man you mentioned?" Under the poplar tree, a middle-aged man with a full beard looked around.

"He said he was going to the market. By now, he should have bought groceries and gone home."

The bearded man grew anxious: "Why didn't you keep an eye on him?"

Old Man Li rolled his eyes: "You told me to stay put, how could I watch him? Can I split myself in two?"

The bearded man opened his mouth, sighed.

"Alright, let's check the sword marks first."

Old Man Li led the bearded man, and the two circled the old poplar tree several times.

After a while, they stopped under the tree, staring silently at the trunk, as if digesting a vast amount of information.

After a moment, Old Man Li asked the bearded man: "What do you think?"

"Hard to say." The bearded man's face was serious.

"Hard to say?"

"Yes, I'm just a master-level, what can I say?"

"You mean this kid's sword strike is above soldier-level?"

The bearded man fell silent, and Old Man Li, seeing his constipated expression, also fell silent.

General-level?

Unthinkable.

Even soldier-level was outrageous enough.

"Old Li, last year, when Wang Tiger poached someone from our province, do you remember?" The bearded man's eyes flashed with reminiscence, pausing as he leaned against the tree trunk, then continued:

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from ".

"That kid was originally a video blogger, tinkering with ancient sword techniques for fun. Unexpectedly, the spiritual energy resurgence hit him, and the sword techniques he practiced suddenly became second nature. When he was tested at the Demon-Slaying Bureau, he was directly master-level Grade A.

This year, I heard he's already soldier-level, handling several difficult cases, his popularity soaring... But even so, he can barely unleash Sword Qi, and its power is unspeakable, not even as good as him swinging the sword himself."

"I know, that White-Eyed Wolf." Old Man Li snorted, punching his palm, anger flashing in his eyes.

He would remember this for life.

Wu Haiting, he had once helped this kid comprehend sword techniques, but the kid was blinded by money and was poached by the neighboring province's Demon-Slaying Bureau.

The C Province Demon-Slaying Bureau spent a lot of resources training him, only for someone else to benefit.

This led to two years of tight circumstances for the C Province Demon-Slaying Bureau.

Not enough strong individuals, poor performance, low efficiency in handling cases, sometimes even needing to request personnel from other Demon-Slaying Bureaus.

Embarrassment was secondary.

The key was the casualties caused by monsters, which were heartbreaking. If they had a strong individual above soldier-level, they wouldn't be in such a dire situation.

"So, Old Li, you must help us win over this young man for the Demon-Slaying Bureau!" The bearded man grasped Old Man Li's hand, his tone earnest: "Several good kids died last month, and now there are less than twenty Demon Slayers available for missions."

"I can't guarantee that." Old Man Li waved his hand wearily, shaking his head and sighing: "I understand your difficulties and urgency, but this matter cannot be rushed. First, I don't know where he lives. Second, I haven't been in contact with him long enough to know his background and character.

If this kid truly masters Sword Qi, even combined, we wouldn't be his match. Have you forgotten the out-of-control guy from '31? How many did he kill? We still haven't caught him! It's because we didn't have the strength to bear the risk and overestimated his humanity and desires."

The bearded man fell silent again.

Indeed.

Given the current level of the Demon-Slaying Bureau, if an accident occurred, they couldn't control a resurgent who mastered Sword Qi.

Although bullets and shells still posed a threat to resurging individuals.

A master-level resurgent could already react to danger in advance, with a probability of dodging bullets.

A soldier-level resurgent, as long as not in dense gunfire, could almost avoid being killed by firearms with cover, let alone a general-level, who could deflect bullets with cold weapons.

"I understand." The bearded man took a deep breath: "I was too hasty. Old Li, continue to maintain contact with that young man, and try to test his character. Once we're sure there's no problem, we can reveal some information about the Demon-Slaying Bureau to gauge his interest."

"Alright." Old Man Li nodded.

He felt that since Chen Huaian was interested in sword techniques and ancient martial arts, he would surely come here again one morning, giving them another chance to meet. Then he could inquire about his address, making it easier to find him later.

...

After the conversation, the bearded man hailed a taxi back to the Demon-Slaying Bureau.

Just as he got in and hadn't even warmed his seat, his phone vibrated.

Seeing the caller ID, he quickly answered.

[BOSS! Something's happened!]

The voice on the other end was full of panic.

[A civilian Demon Slayer reported that there are suspected Grade A monsters in Tianfu City, and there are two of them!]

"Two Grade A? Alright, I understand." The bearded man's expression changed, clenching his fist: "I'm on my way back!"

He hung up the phone.

Looking at the skyscrapers outside the window.

The bearded man's brow was filled with worry.

The streets were bustling with cars, and people hurried to work, unaware that the world was gradually becoming chaotic.

In the neon-lit nights, ghosts roamed, evil spirits ran rampant in the Americas, and many parts of Europe had become hunting grounds for vampires and werewolves.

Sometimes he missed the days of being a corporate drone, living like an NPC, at least not having to worry about suddenly dying.

But the world is unpredictable.

Recently, monsters had been appearing more and more frequently.