Sequence Beyond: My Wife is a Mysterious Boss

However, just as Shen Shu's feet touched the ground...

Click—

A sharp, metallic clanging sound suddenly rang out.

The girl's previously steady posture suddenly stiffened.

His right leg seemed to lose its support instantly, and he fell uncontrollably to the right.

That direction was exactly where Lin Bai was standing.

According to normal social etiquette, or any man with even a little bit of manners, he should have reached out and played the hero to save the damsel in distress, supporting this delicate porcelain doll.

Even Gu Canglan thought so.

But the next second, Lin Bai's reaction surprised everyone.

Swish-!

He moved.

Instead of helping him up, he suddenly took a big step back!

The action was swift.

Not only that, his right hand rested on his waist with an extremely smooth touch.

That posture... it's clearly him touching a gun!

His eyes were cold, his muscles were tense, and his whole body exuded an extreme sense of "don't touch me" vigilance.

Snapped!

Without the expected support, Shen Shu fell heavily to the ground.

Although she reacted quickly, she only knelt on one knee.

But the fall was quite severe; his expensive dress was covered in dust, making him look rather disheveled.

Shen Shu knelt on the ground and slowly raised his head.

Those large, bright eyes were now filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"you......"

Shen Shu gritted his teeth, laughing angrily, "Are you even a man? Are you just going to stand there and watch?!"

Lin Bai then slowly released his hand from his waist, his face expressionless, his tone so sincere it was outrageous:

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

"In my hometown, this kind of flat-ground fall is usually a precursor to a staged accident for insurance fraud."

"For everyone's safety, maintaining social distance is the best option."

What the hell is this, a staged accident scam?!

Shen Shu's chest heaved violently with rage. If looks could kill, Lin Bai would have been torn to pieces and made into a specimen by now.

"Koshu!"

Gu Canglan rushed over, looking anxious. "How are you? Are you hurt?"

Shen Shu took a deep breath, glared at Lin Bai, and pushed Gu Canglan's hand away.

"It's none of your business, I won't die."

With a cold expression, she made an extremely terrifying gesture in front of Lin Bai.

She lifted up the layers of lace skirt.

Her fair and slender right leg was revealed.

Then, she gripped a patch of skin on the side of her knee with her fingers and forcefully peeled it off—

sizzle.

There was no bloodshed, no torn flesh.

It was a layer of "bionic skin" that was so realistic it was hard to believe.

The skin was lifted, revealing a cold, precise, and gleaming metal skeleton underneath!

Gears mesh, hydraulic rods support, and the complex drive shaft gleams with a cold, hard industrial feel under the lights.

This scene has an extreme sense of being torn apart.

Above is the stunningly beautiful, childlike face of a Gothic Lolita, while below are mechanical prosthetics brimming with violent aesthetics.

......

Shen Shu expressionlessly pulled a screwdriver from a slot on the outside of his thigh.

He skillfully inserted it into the gap between the knee joints and twisted it forcefully.

crunch--

The piercing metallic scraping sound sent chills down my spine.

"The last battle caused severe wear and tear on the drive shaft." Shen Shu said without looking up as he repaired his leg.

"Given our current situation, we simply can't buy high-precision replacement parts, so we have to make do with what we have."

Gu Canglan stood aside, looking at the mechanical leg, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.

"It's my fault for being useless..."

He sighed: "The inner city lockdown has been getting tighter lately... Wait a little longer, once I get in touch with my old friends, I'll definitely get you a brand new power system."

"Alright, stop wallowing in self-pity."

Shen Shu patted his repaired leg, reattached the bionic skin, stood up, and stomped his foot forcefully.

"Just give me less to worry about, that's better than anything!"

She glanced at Lin Bai, snorted coldly, and turned to walk behind the counter: "Come with me, the basement is over there."

Lin Bai stood there, watching Shen Shu's back, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Consciousness sank into the mind.

Question: What's the situation with this girl?

[Driving simulation in progress...]

[Answer: Shen Shu, codename "Red Queen".]

[Body modification rate: 92%. Except for the brain and part of the spinal cord, the entire body is mechanical.]

[Note: Tsk tsk tsk, this little girl has eighteen different weapons hidden all over her body, she's definitely a cyborg girl.]

Lin Bai's heart skipped a beat.

Except for the head... is the whole body mechanized?

Completely ignoring mechanical rejection reactions?

Is it possible for someone to achieve such a perfect transformation?

and......

Lin Bai glanced at Gu Canglan walking ahead and couldn't help but think to himself:

Does this Master Gu have no normal people around him?

Ah Qi is a product of genetic modification; he is timid and prone to mental breakdowns at any time.

Shen Shu is a sharp-tongued loli with a full mechanical body.

Lan Xiao was the only one who seemed normal, but the way he looked at everyone as if they were trash clearly showed that he was mentally unstable.

"What are you standing there for? Do I have to invite you?" Shen Shu stood in front of a hidden door, urging impatiently.

"They're here." Lin Bai composed himself and quickly followed.

......

Behind the hidden door is a long, narrow spiral staircase leading deep underground.

As we went deeper, an unusually fresh scent appeared in the air, clearly indicating that an advanced air circulation system was in operation.

After climbing the last step, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before me.

This is an underground space the size of a basketball court.

The walls are inlaid with soft, gilded lamps, illuminating the place as bright as day.

On the huge obsidian workbench, there were many sophisticated instruments that Lin Bai couldn't name.

Rows of shelves are filled with various biological specimens and piles of materials.

Although some of the equipment looks old, you can still feel the glory this place once was.

This is a genuine alchemist's workshop.

Gu Canglan walked to the control panel and reached out to touch the cold surface, instantly dispelling his sense of dejection and dejection.

"Lin Bai".

Welcome to the world of truth.

He opened his arms, and the alchemical array behind him seemed to come alive at that moment, faintly shimmering with light.

"But before we officially begin teaching, I have to tell you a harsh truth."

Gu Canglan's voice was deep and resonant, echoing in the empty basement:

"In this world, with the exception of a very few..."

"Those who have already entered the extraordinary sequence usually cannot learn alchemy."

......

In the alchemy workshop, only Gu Canglan's voice echoed.

He stood solemnly before the enormous obsidian control panel.

"Alchemy is the science of equivalent exchange, the art of analyzing the truth of matter."

Gu Canglan's gaze swept over the sophisticated instruments around him:

"To enter this door, there are three requirements: a vast amount of knowledge, strong financial resources, and... surgical-like precise spiritual control."

He paused, his gray-brown eyes looking at Lin Bai with a hint of regret.

"The first two, I can overcome if I grit my teeth."

"But the third point... Lin Bai, that's why I'm advising you not to waste your time."

Gu Canglan slowly raised two fingers and began to explain:

"In the entire Blackrock City, there are only nine people who can be called alchemists."

"Including the apprentices who have just started, there are no more than 30 people."

"And among them, those who possess the status of extraordinary beings..."

There are only two.

Gu Canglan sighed.

"Your spirituality as extraordinary beings originates from potions, which are products of calamity and the bizarre. Its essence is mania, chaos, and even inherent corruption."

"The construction of alchemy requires the ultimate 'purity' and 'stability'."

The old man's tone became stern, and he used a vivid analogy:

"To fill a complex alchemical circuit with manic spirituality is like asking a patient with late-stage Parkinson's to defuse the fuse of a nuclear bomb that is on a countdown."

"It's simply impossible to succeed!"

......