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Chapter 205. The Black-Eyed Pharmaceutical Heir

At this time, in Haidu, at the headquarters of Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals.

"Gululu..."

The rusty bearings groaned shrilly as the outline of a handcart gradually emerged from the thick darkness.

The robot pushing the cart had a cold, metallic sheen at its joints, and on the table it was pushing, a half-person-tall blue-and-white porcelain vase gleamed with a deep blue glaze under the spotlight.

At the mouth of the bottle, a head suddenly emerged like a deformed black fungus—it was a man whose limbs had been cut off at the root.

His skin, long deprived of sunlight, had taken on a waxy, bluish-gray hue, and his dry, black hair clung sparsely to his scalp. His eyes—like two polished obsidian stones—were unfathomable, yet reflected a cold light.

"Blind Master, report on the latest progress of the mission."

The human pig inside the blue and white porcelain vase slowly spoke.

He glanced at the person standing in front of the table.

The girl wore a lime-colored cotton-linen shirt with frayed cuffs. Her slightly hunched back made her already short stature appear even smaller. She gripped the handle of her cane with her left hand, while her right hand unconsciously twisted the hem of her shirt, rubbing the fabric back and forth between her fingertips, as if she could somehow find some courage in doing so.

She had an ordinary appearance, only considered pretty, with slightly pursed, chapped lips and her eyes covered with a thick layer of white gauze.

The white cloth was secured with medical tape, and the edges were already a bit yellowed. The strip of cloth passed through the short hair that reached her ears and was tied in a knot at the back of her head.

If this were before the apocalypse, she might have been the quietest female classmate, or a colleague who stammered during self-introductions, exuding an introverted and shy aura.

At this moment, she rubbed the hem of her clothes and said in a weak voice:
“Your Highness, all the people on the list you provided have been killed. I will stay in Haidu for the next few days to ensure the smooth running of the new product launch.”

Although she appeared reserved and introverted, her voice was unusually calm and indifferent.

"He truly deserves to be called a blind master."

Sticky praises echoed inside the bottle:
"I'm entrusting the Haidu press conference to you."

The girl gave a shy smile and waved. A young man in a white coat walked up to her.

“Your Highness, this is Lin Xin’an, currently a doctor at the mental hospital under Black Pupil – the person I told you about before, who can read minds.”

The head inside the blue-and-white porcelain vase remained gazing into the void, but everyone felt the air suddenly freeze.

"His talent."

This is not an inquiry, but a kind of scalpel-like scrutiny.

"He belongs to the Omniscient Sequence of the Light Faction, number 3, and his ability is [Diplomat], which allows him to contact extraterrestrial deities."

"Currently, through the [Diplomat] ability, I have received the 'favor of the Spirit God,' thus gaining the ability to read minds."

Lin Xin'an felt something cold crawling up his spine—it was the gaze from the exhibition stand, illuminating every inch of his bones like an X-ray.

"The Omniscience only underwent three transformations..."

The sound from the porcelain bottle exuded a thick, viscous laughter:
"What a...surprisingly close distance."

Silence is embodied in a kind of gelatinous substance in the exhibition hall.

Just as Lin Xin'an's shirt was about to be soaked with cold sweat, he heard the young master's teeth tapping softly.

"Have him go with us on the day of the press conference."

Every word he uttered was like savoring fine wine:

"I want to hear the whispers in everyone's heart."

The blind doctor smiled shyly:
"As you wish."

"...Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals is holding its new product launch here?"

Because he was interested in Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals' genius potion, and Xie Yan was going to the press conference, Jiang Jianxin also wanted to go and see it in person.

Unlike its usual practice of sending out invitations, Black Eye Pharmaceuticals announced the list of invitees two days in advance on its official forum.

There were only 50 invitees, all of whom were top-tier experts renowned from various factions.

Jiang Jianxin was also on the list, ranked first in the war faction column, so he packed up and came to the address provided by the official website.

The press conference for Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals was held in a black building. There were two rows of bodyguards guarding the entrance, and not many people were coming and going. This was because they had only invited fifty people, and she arrived a little late, while many others had already gone inside.

"Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals is not short of money; many of the black buildings in Haidu belong to them."

Xie Yan said.

She was still wearing her red dress and carrying her yellow backpack. This dopamine-inducing outfit made her instantly recognized by the bodyguard as soon as she reached the door, who respectfully said:
"Thank you, sir, please come in!"

Xie Yan walked to the door and waved to Jiang Jianxin, who was still observing the building behind her:
"It's about to start, Sister Jiang, come quick!"

Jiang Jianxin stroked his chin, just about to go inside, when suddenly a line of words appeared in his mind:

[There is a psychic favored by the gods inside; moving one meter forward will put you within his mind-reading range.]

It's an intuitive hint from the Light faction's basic abilities.

This was its first warning after leaving the underwater contaminated area—because Jiang Jianxin had been dealing with daily matters or having fun before, and his intuition wouldn't be activated during normal life.

Mind reading?

Jiang Jianxin stopped abruptly, repeating the word in his mind.

This ability reminded her of an old friend.

Almost instinctively, she asked that familiar name:
Is that Lin Xin'an?

Intuitively, without hesitation, he replied directly:

【Yes. 】

Jiang Jianxin stopped there, and Xie Yan looked at her, puzzled.

She didn't know that someone inside was reading minds, and when she saw Jiang Jianxin suddenly stop, she felt very strange.

Do you have a way to block mind reading for me?

Jiang Jianxin asked.

She was somewhat pessimistic, because the basic ability of the Light faction, Intuition, seemed to only provide the correct answer; expecting it to block mind reading was probably asking too much.

Just as she was about to explain to Xie Yan that she was giving up on going to the press conference, her intuition suddenly answered her:
【Can. 】

【Um? 】

Jiang Jianxin was surprised.

I couldn't help you before, but you've already died three times in total.

Intuitive words slowly surfaced in my mind.

The truth is getting closer and closer to you.

Therefore, I can bestow more power, not just through communication.

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