Chapter 1452 - 1453: Power of Death
Mi Xuan didn't hide anything, smiled: "I made a little bit of progress, but it's still far from enough."
"I used the cracked mithril ore to forge a dagger for you. Come and see it, I hope it will be of some use to you."
Twenty minutes later, Yang Fei arrived at Polytechnic University, Mi Xuan's exclusive laboratory.
Mi Xuan, wearing a white coat, appeared petite and exquisite, slightly thinner, even the baby fat on her cheeks had significantly faded, making her look more delicate.
Mi Duo donned the Armed Storm, resembling a real bodyguard, standing guard behind Mi Xuan.
This girl couldn't help but roll her eyes at Yang Fei upon seeing him: "Long time no see, you've grown more mischievous. Every time I see you, I just want to bite you."
Yang Fei laughed heartily: "Even if you're a fairy, I'm not Tang Seng. It's okay, you should head out first, don't interrupt the adults talking."
Mi Duo glared: "No, I want to keep an eye on you, don't bully my sister."
Mi Xuan amusingly glared at Mi Duo.
"Head out now, I have important matters to discuss with Brother Fei."
Mi Duo was still a bit reluctant, Mi Xuan prolonged her words: "Credit card..."
Upon hearing about the credit card, Mi Duo panicked: "Don't, sister, if you stop my credit card, how will I survive?"
Mi Xuan slightly smiled: "That depends on whether you're obedient or not. I'm considering giving you a credit card with a two million limit."
Mi Duo was overjoyed: "Ah, you promised, no takebacks, I'll head out immediately."
The little girl said this, made a funny face at Yang Fei, and quickly slipped out.
Mi Xuan turned around and exchanged a smile with Yang Fei.
Their eyes met, Mi Xuan couldn't suppress her full heart of tenderness, and leaped into Yang Fei's embrace.
At this moment, Mi Duo suddenly opened the door, poking half her head inside.
"Sister, two million, or else I won't leave, I'll be the third wheel."
Mi Xuan exclaimed, hurriedly freed herself from Yang Fei's arms, her face blushing, biting her teeth.
"You troublemaker, are you serious?"
Mi Duo waved a fist at Yang Fei: "Don't bully my sister, or I won't be polite to you."
She said this, disdainfully glancing at Mi Xuan.
"Seeing a man makes you forget your sister, I despise you, sis!"
After speaking, before Mi Xuan could get angry, she quickly withdrew her head, shutting the door with a bang.
Interrupted by this girl, Mi Xuan felt embarrassed to leap into Yang Fei's arms again, feeling a bit awkward.
Yet, Yang Fei reached out and embraced her waist, quietly chuckling: "Where's my gift?"
Mi Xuan hadn't spoken yet when Yang Fei suddenly blocked her lips.
She let out a soft whimper, feeling as though all her bones had been drained from her body, turning soft like clear water.
Half an hour later, Mi Xuan managed to rise and tidy up the scene.
Yang Fei smiled satisfied, watching her: "To me, you're the best gift, you know that?"
Mi Xuan smiled sweetly; there were no more touching words than this.
After resting for a while, Mi Xuan carefully took out a rectangular box, placed it before Yang Fei, signaled him to open it.
Yang Fei gently opened the box, seeing a dagger with silver light shimmering, quietly lying inside.
Yang Fei tested, asking: "Is this the Mithril Dagger?"
Mi Xuan nodded, the smile at the corner of her mouth was rather proud.
"Through multiple experiments, I've detected this metal contains a strange energy, which gets destroyed whether through smelting or purification."
"Helplessly, I had to use a plant called Gold-Eroding Grass to make oxalic acid, melt it, and merge it with modern hard alloy to create this dagger."
Yang Fei couldn't help but click his tongue: "This thing has such a complex background, what's it used for?"
Mi Xuan grinned mischievously, said: "Hold out your hand."
Yang Fei obediently extended his hand, Mi Xuan held the dagger, stabbing a sharp tip into Yang Fei's palm.
Yang Fei's palm hurt, immediately rolling out a droplet of blood bead.
He promptly furrowed his brows: "What are you doing?"
Mi Xuan didn't answer, merely pointed at Yang Fei's palm for him to observe carefully.
Yang Fei focused his gaze, at first seeing nothing unusual, but gradually realized the dagger's peculiarity.
With Yang Fei's current body fitness, not to mention such a tiny wound, even a deep stab.
His powerful physique and self-healing ability would soon stop the bleeding and heal.
However, what rendered Yang Fei speechless was that this small, fingernail-sized wound not only showed no sign of healing but rather worsened.
The blood flowed more and more, unbelievably unceasing.
Moreover, most astonishing to Yang Fei was the continuous feeling of blood flowing, yet the palm's blood didn't increase.
It remained a round bead of blood, rolling around.
Mi Xuan mischievously watched Yang Fei.
"Just imagine if this metal was made into bullets and shot into a person's body, how lethal it would be? As long as it's flesh and blood, it surely couldn't withstand."
Yang Fei shuddered, feeling a chill down his spine.
Mi Xuan was right; this metal harbors a mysterious energy seemingly preventing wounds from healing.
If it injures enemies on the battlefield, it's akin to sentencing them to death.
No matter what blood-stopping medicine, it seems hard to prevent wound healing, and that's the frightening part.
At this moment, Yang Fei suddenly discovered his wound starting to turn black, faintly showing signs of festering.
He was shocked: "What's this?"
Mi Xuan's expression turned serious.
"This is what I wanted to tell you; the energy contained in this metal is related to death."
"This metal seems to asphyxiate all living things. Your vitality is strong yet still cannot withstand its death force."
Upon saying this, Mi Xuan gently let out a breath.
"It's said that the Gun of Longinuski came from the Underworld, carried the power of death. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe."
She said, took out a petri dish, and raised many paramecia in a pale green solution.
Mi Xuan used the dagger and dipped it into the petri dish solution.
Suddenly, the paramecia died almost simultaneously, floating to the surface.
However, after just over ten seconds, the dead paramecia started moving again.
But this time, the paramecia no longer showed signs of life.
It's as if a sinister force had been injected into their bodies, manipulating the paramecia.
Yang Fei widened his eyes, then half a moment later cursed obscenely.
"What the hell is this, could it be there are zombies in this world?"
Mi Xuan nodded: "Perhaps, this is the principle of zombies."
"Once a dead body encounters such mithril ore, it gets filled with this sinister force and is manipulated at will."
"It's said that the Lance of Longinus killed God, and it isn't completely without grounds."