Translator: ThatLazyPotato
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Editor: 7qqy
The elevator passed the floor where the Clinical Lab Department was located and reached the highest floor of the building where the Alliance Technology Department was located. The Technology Department’s work area occupied a total of five floors, with four of them being open spaces for placing precision instruments and equipment. Patrolling guards and mobile surveillance were arranged on each floor, which were tighter than the guards in the president’s office.
Duan Yang was now the head of the Technology Department. When a person becomes an important figure, they become busy, and the higher-ups of the Alliance were willing to provide for him, too. He wanted a personal computer room, so he was allocated a separate office area. Everything inside was his treasure. A single computer with all the accessories adds up to at least a million yuan. Duan Yang never let others into this small office easily. He would scold Bai Chunian even if he stood at the door and looked at it from a distance as if someone was going to steal his wife.
Speaking of which, Duan Yang did study under K, so his ability wasn’t bad. Instructor K retired and went to the special training base at Greenfly Island, where he would continue to teach Duan Yang’s little brother. In a few years, the Technology Department would have an additional expert with outstanding abilities.
Bai Chunian searched around the public computer room but did not see Duan Yang. He went over to his personal computer room, the door was not locked, he was able to open it with a push.
He originally wasn’t going to go in knowing how fussy Duan Yang was. If Duan Yang finds out he had casually gone into his office, he would definitely give him a beating.
But after opening the door, Bai Chunian saw that Duan Yang had fallen asleep in front of the computer desk. What was even more surprising was that a sleeping omega was lying beside him. He was wearing a bright yellow worm sweater with a hat on his head. They both looked exhausted, seeming to have stayed up working late before falling asleep.
It was unbelievable—even the beauties of the Technology Department couldn’t get into Duan Yang’s office. There was something about this little omega.
The phone on the desk buzzed, Duan Yang reached out and felt around the desk, touched his phone, and pressed the answer button lazily. He asked sleepily while lying on the desk, “Who is it?”
Bai Chunian poked his head out from behind the computer and waved the phone that made the call. “It’s me.”
Duan Yang was startled, his head banged on the corner of the disc rack on top of the computer, which awakened Crawler who was next to him. He sat up in a daze and rubbed his eyes.
“Sorry.” Bai Chunian grinned. “I’m here to thank you for that information. Since you guys just woke up, wanna go eat breakfast?”
The buffet in the cafeteria had different dishes every day. Bai Chunian didn’t take anything else, he just placed twenty boiled shrimps on the plate, found a place to sit down, and waved to them lightly.
Duan Yang was still not fully awake. With a few strands of hair sticking up messily, he sat across from Bai Chunian muddleheadily and yawned.
Crawler came over with a plate and hesitated between the two of them. Bai Chunian looked at him ambiguously with his head propped up and his eyes bent, not intending to help him out, but wanting to see whether he would choose to sit on his side or Duan Yang’s side.
Duan Yang rose from his stupor on time and patted the seat next to him. “Crawly, sit over here.”
Bai Chunian, “Pfft.”
Crawler secretly gritted his teeth without changing expression, sat beside Duan Yang, and ate silently with his head down.
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Bai Chunian rested his chin in one hand, peeled the shells of the shrimp with the tip of chopsticks in his left hand, and listened to Duan Yang’s story about yesterday’s passion.
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Crawler still didn’t speak up at this moment; it seemed he also agreed with Duan Yang’s evaluation. Bai Chunian remembered that Crawler had always been proud and confident of his own skills. It seemed like this time Duan Yang taught him a lesson. Just by looking at Crawler’s expression, he knew his self-esteem had taken a hit.
“Oh right, there was an original English version of the experimental subject destruction record in the file I sent you. He stole it impromptu from the institute. It was a great help.” Duan Yang knew that Bai Chunian knew nothing about computers, if he said too much detail, he wouldn’t be able to understand it anyway. So he tried his best to pick the easy-to-understand parts.
“Oh…” Bai Chunian looked at Crawler. “Thank you, Crawly.”
Crawler choked on his milk, his face turning red.
Duan Yang said with concern, “You’ll be fine if you eat some snacks.” He was given an eye roll in return.
“In short,” Duan Yang said proudly, “except for the submarine that kept me up all night, I really haven’t had any challenging tasks lately.”
“You have.” Bai Chunian narrowed his eyes, then he took out a note from inside his pocket in front of Crawler. An address was written on it. He pushed it toward them. “How about this?”
Duan Yang gave it a glance and was surprised. He lowered his voice and chuckled. “Now this is interesting. Proper procedures still needs to be gone through with the file. Send it to me.”
“The mission file is not available yet.”
Duan Yang froze. “Fuck, you dare decide things on your own?” Although with Bai Chunian’s position in the Alliance Secret Service, his word was as good as the word of the leader of the Secret Service, this was the first time he dared to make a decision on his own behind Team Leader Cang and the president’s back.
“Don’t worry. There will be a file and there will be bonuses. We worked together for so long, have I ever lied to you?”
Bai Chunian’s expression was determined, so Duan Yang had some confidence.
“…Okay…then it’s settled, I’ll get the bonus. If the president gets angry, you can’t rat me out.”
Bai Chunian agreed without hesitation.
“Alright then. I’ll have a look at it first. When do you want it?” Duan Yang put the note in his pocket. “You gotta have the file ready as soon as possible.”
“I’m not in a hurry, you can work on it slowly.” Bai Chunian casually looked at Crawler. “You have to help until the end. I see that you guys make a good team. It should be much faster with your help.”
“No need.” Duan Yang waved his hand. “I can get it done myself.”
Crawler threw him a look of ungratefulness. “The security here is much more complicated and tighter than the submarine laboratory, so don’t beg me later.”
“There’s no way. If I beg you then I’m a dog.”
“Okay, I’ll wait to hear from you guys.” Bai Chunian went to ask for a disposable food container, packed the twenty peeled shrimps in order in the container, then took a pitiful look at Duan Yang, who was single for obvious reasons, said goodbye and left.
When he returned to the apartment, Rimbaud was still in the bottom of the tank catching up on some sleep.
He slept half-curled in the corner of the tank, little bubbles emerged from where his cheeks met his ears and floated to the surface. After knowing each other for so long, this was the first time Bai Chunian realized he had gills. It was just too inconspicuous, so they couldn’t be seen so easily.
Without waking him up, Bai Chunian walked quietly and put down the lunch box. He went to the bathroom and took off his shirt to wash his hair. He was a bit unaccustomed to the alpha in the mirror. Although his appearance hadn’t changed much, he had already evolved from the bones to the skin. The most interesting thing was that his hair could be kept clean even without washing it. A part of Rimbaud’s purification ability was inherited together with the increasing number of gifts bestowed.
When he was looking at himself in the mirror, suddenly a pair of fair-skinned arms stretched out from behind, hands moving up from the alpha’s abdominal muscles bit by bit. His fingertips hooked around the black collar made of black crystal, his cheeks stuck out from Bai Chunian’s shoulder, and his cold lips pressed against it.
“You look very nice like this, a very pretty kitty.” Rimbaud hugged him from behind and whispered the compliment in his ear.
Bai Chunian immediately dispelled the subtle unaccustomed feeling in his heart, and felt that he did look good. He suddenly noticed that Rimbaud’s arm was not bandaged, he turned around and saw that Rimbaud’s upper body was bare, with his hands on his own shoulders.
A rush of hot blood surged up and Bai Chunian tried his best to resist. Although he held back his movements, two fluffy white lion ears still emerged from his hair.
He raised his hand to push it back in but was stopped by Rimbaud.
Rimbaud grabbed his wrist. “You don’t need to control yourself in front of me.”
“I want to kiss you.” Bai Chunian looked away and said, his ears trembling.
Rimbaud arched an eyebrow slightly. “I thought I was an ugly goblin?”
Bai Chunian, “Oh, that was a mistake. I didn’t know it was you that sang. I thought it was the fake one, but I was still mesmerized.”
Rimbaud, “Then am I an idiot?”
Bai Chunian, “…I’m an idiot.”
“You kissed me yesterday.” Rimbaud gently stroked the scar on the alpha’s chest. “In your original form, your tongue is very big and rough. You kept licking until I had to pull at your collar to stop you. You even licked off two scales.”
“Oh…” Bai Chunian ears drooped.
“But your kissing skill is still good.” Rimbaud moved close to his face and rubbed against it.
Bai Chunian ears pricked up again in delight. He hugged Rimbaud and kissed him.
“Give me a list.” Bai Chunian hugged him tightly, pressed him to the side of the bathroom tiles and said softly, “Those who injected you with the mimicry agent, as well as a list of researchers who performed the follow-up surgery and treatment. If you don’t remember their names, describe their appearance to me.”
“The mastermind is not among them.”
“When a person commits a crime, they’re hands and feet are merely acting on orders. So it’s unreasonable for them to die together with the mastermind.”
“That’s true.”
“Come here, I’ll teach you how to forge the Dead Sea heart rock.” Rimbaud came out of the bathroom with him in tow. When Bai Chunian saw the lion mark covering the entirety of his back, a sense of belonging and security inexplicably surged in his heart. He couldn’t help but cling to him again, hugging him from behind, and licking on his neck gently.
“Watch carefully.” Rimbaud sat down on the bed in the bedroom, spread his right hand, and a force was released from his palm. The collar on Bai Chunian’s neck immediately flowed into a liquid state and gathered in Rimbaud’s palm.
Bai Chunian imitated him, stretching out his left hand and spreading out his palm.
Rimbaud glanced at him.
Bai Chunian lowered his ears, and as if caught by a primary school calligraphy teacher, he said, “I’m left-handed, is that not okay?”
“It’s fine.” Rimbaud changed to his left hand, bringing the liquid Dead Sea heart rock from his right hand to his palm, and said calmly, “To forge a weapon from the Dead Sea heart rock, you need to first think about the internal structure of the weapon in your mind, and then condense from one end until the weapon is formed.”
A black translucent tactical dagger was formed from the tip and fell into Rimbaud’s hand. Rimbaud held it in reverse grip with his left hand, and the light of the dagger drew an arc. The green leaves of the pearl orchid beside the bed were cut in half by the air. The remaining green leaves withered immediately, turning to ashes together with the soil of the flowerpot, and the ashes fused into the dagger. It was not the effect of toxins, but because the Dead Sea heart rock condensed from the dead deep sea could absorb life force like a black hole.
The Dead Sea heart rock was like Golden Silk Spider’s Silk Explosion Magazine—the wounds caused by an experimental subject were extremely difficult to heal.
“Because the Dead Sea heart rock is much more difficult to control compared to water, it’s impossible to precision cast the mechanical core like hydrated steel, so it can only make cold weapons.” Rimbaud threw the dagger to him. “Try it out.”
“I get it, it’s like 3D printing.” Bai Chunian took the dagger, closed his eyes and tried to imagine; the dagger in his hand gradually melted and changed into another shape.
A crooked frying pan landed on Bai Chunian’s palm.
Rimbaud, “…It’s correct in principle. Very good.”
“There are many weapons that can be forged with the Dead Sea heart rock.” Rimbaud took back the crooked pan, melted it in his hands, and showed Bai Chunian other forms that could be forged.
A scythe, an ax, a staff, a wired bat, a muzzle and chain, etc. All kinds of shapes were quickly transformed under the control of his slender fingertips, which was dazzling to watch.
“If you practice more, you will soon master it. As long as you can forge the scythe, the muzzle, and the collar, these three forms, it is enough for you.” Rimbaud put the Dead Sea heart rock in his hand, and went to the shoe cabinet and ate the shrimp that Bai Chunian brought back from the cafeteria.
As soon as he returned to the bedroom with the plastic lunch box, he heard Bai Chunian calling him, “Wife, I know how to do it now. Check if I’m doing it right.”
Rimbaud went toward the sound. The Dead Sea heart rock was suddenly molded into a sculpture of David in Bai Chunian’s hands. It melted and then immediately solidified from bottom to top into the Flying Horse of Gansu. It melted again and turned into the Little Mermaid. It melted once more, and was casted into a 3D restored version of the Girl with a Pearl Earring.
Rimbaud, “?”
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