Witch Special

What a pity, it would have been cuter if it had bunny ears.

Lin Zhenxi followed the nurse, looking at her head and then at her tailbone, without noticing that under her unscrupulous gaze, the nurse's walking pace began to become stuttering and unnatural.

Rabbits are a very alert species, especially when it comes to gazes, which they have a kind of sixth sense. So when Lin Zhenxi's eyes scanned the nurse's body, the nurse felt as if she were being molested by a pair of invisible but fiery hands, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

In reality, the reason Miss Bunnyman was so sensitive was because Lin Zhenxi's mental power was much stronger than that of the people she normally interacted with. Even with her gaze, Lin Zhenxi could directly interfere with the material world after concentrating her mind. It wasn't just a matter of seeming to be real; her gaze was material.

Even if Lin Zhenxi wasn't so far as to use her materialized mental power to touch others, her gaze on those perceptive people was like a blaze of fire, and the reaction was definitely very strong. However, Lin Zhenxi had never stared at someone with such interest, so she didn't even realize that this was actually a problem.

Let all this end quickly... the nurse lamented in her heart.

Fortunately, the structure of the medical center's interior was not complicated, and there was a very convenient cross-track elevator available for use, so it didn't take long for them to arrive at the room where Director Liz was.

The rabbit nurse told Lin Zhenxi that the person she was looking for was in this room, and then she ran away in two steps. Her speed was so fast that Lin Zhenxi even wondered if she hated her.

Only this feeling is right 2333

But she was just an ordinary alien employee, so Lin Zhenxi didn't need to care about her feelings. In fact, that's exactly what she did. She turned around and forgot about the rabbit nurse. She didn't even remember what the rabbit nurse looked like.

She has no habit of stuffing useless information into her head.

The automatic door in front of Lin Zhenxi unexpectedly required identity verification to open. Just as Lin Zhenxi was about to enter, a red warning projection blocked her way. She had no choice but to take out her personal terminal, stick it on the identifier next to the automatic door, and use the authorization notice sent to her by the company to open the door.

However, this also made Lin Zhenxi curious about what was behind the door. What was hidden behind this door?

Oh, it’s Yan Qing.

Ahem, of course, it wasn’t that Yan Qing’s room was locked on purpose, but as soon as the automatic door opened, the first thing Lin Zhenxi saw was her best friend’s swinging cat tail.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, two people in the room, also wearing white coats, turned their heads at the same time. One of them was Lin Zhenxi's best friend Yan Qing.

The other one, Lin Zhenxi, is very unfamiliar.

The most noticeable feature is of course the wheelchair, as it looks like her legs are unable to stand.

However, her physical disability did not make her mentally handicapped, as evidenced by her well-maintained long golden hair, which was so beautiful that it seemed to be glowing.

And her hair was so long that it almost reached the ground after hanging down from the back of the chair. Fortunately, the wheelchair she used was also a high-tech product without wheels, otherwise anyone who saw her placing her hair like that would worry that her hair would get caught in the wheels of the wheelchair.

But then again, can a wheelchair without wheels still be called a wheelchair?

Ah, small problem, don't worry about it.

Looking down from the head, the second eye-catching point appears to be the two horns that grow horizontally like a headband. These two curved sharp horns grow from both sides of her head, pointing straight forward, but almost flush with her face, so there is no need to worry about them hurting others.

Was it an ornament? Or was it actually a characteristic of an alien? Lin Zhenxi wasn't sure.

Beneath her bangs, which were shielded by her horns, was a small, expressionless face, with delicate features as delicate as a doll's. Lin Zhenxi also discovered that she actually had a pair of golden-green eyes, but the look in them seemed a bit tired and weak, giving off a rather listless vibe.

The white coat was draped over her body, looking very loose. Under the coat was a Gothic black and white dress that looked somewhat like a nun's uniform, with a lot of lace around the neckline and a white scarf with black dots tied into a fancy bow on the chest.

The black and white gothic dress completely concealed her body. Lin Zhenxi's gaze followed the dress down to her feet, which were wrapped in black stockings and low-heeled sandals. Her feet were drooping naturally, and she couldn't tell if they were completely powerless.

But her calves are abnormally thin, giving people the feeling that her muscles have atrophied due to lack of exercise for a long time. This is probably the reason why she is in a wheelchair.

As for Yan Qing who was beside her, there was no need to introduce her since they were very familiar with each other.

But now, seeing Yan Qing in her white coat, Lin Zhenxi couldn't help but recall the Yan Qing she'd worn in her dragon-patterned, gold-threaded cheongsam. It was hard to imagine that one person could have such different temperaments. In her white coat, Yan Qing looked serious and professional, the kind of doctor patients loved seeing. And in her cheongsam...

Sexy!!!

When Yan Qing saw Lin Zhenxi, her tail couldn't help but wag. It seemed that cats always use this way to express their joy. It seemed that Yan Qing was also surprised and happy to see Lin Zhenxi.

But at this time, Lin Zhenxi's gaze shifted away from the two beauties in white coats and saw what they were studying.

A very abstract thing... to put it simply, it is a brain in a vat.

In front of them stood a cylinder connecting both the floor and the ceiling. In the center of the cylinder was a circular section of transparent glass, through which one could see a pale green liquid. Quietly floating within this liquid was a completely removed brain.

There are many nerve bundles extending from under the brain, but because they have lost the support of the flesh, these nerve bundles are now floating freely in the liquid like the roots of plants in soilless cultivation.

So, these two very professional doctors are studying this brain in a tank?

There is no doubt about Yan Qing's professional level. Although it was not shown when she was with Lin Zhenxi, Yan Qing could become the director of the resettlement center. She must have to deal with various unknown bacteria and viruses from other worlds. Without superb medical skills, she could not do this position. Yan Qing has been sitting in this position steadily for several years without making any mistakes.

As for the person next to Yan Qing, if the bunny nurse did not point her to the wrong place, then this sickly-looking and disabled blonde female doctor is the director of the medical center, "Liz Nightingale". Even if she is not the most skilled doctor in the entire "company", she can probably rank second or third, otherwise she would not be able to do this job.

These two medical masters actually need to come together to deal with the brain in the vat in front of them. What is this brain in the vat?

"Zhenxi, you are finally here!" Yan Qing left her companions and rushed to Lin Zhenxi in two steps. She grabbed Lin Zhenxi's hand and smiled with her eyes narrowed into two crescents.

Relying on the fact that he was taller than Yan Qing, Lin Zhenxi smiled and touched Yan Qing's head with his free hand, paying special attention to her pointed cat ears.

Actually, Yan Qing wasn't short. At just over 1.6 meters tall, she was probably above average for a girl. But Lin Zhenxi was taller. When Yan Qing stood next to her, she looked a size smaller. Lin Zhenxi could see right up to her head.

"It's been a long time since we last met, Yan Miao."

"You're so annoying! Stop rubbing my hair as soon as we meet!" Yan Qing waved Lin Zhenxi's hand away, angrily saying so.

It looks like a little lynx with its fur standing on end, so cute.

"It's been so long since we last met, I couldn't help it. Sorry, sorry." Lin Zhenxi responded casually with a tone that didn't include any apology at all.

After rubbing Yan Qing, Lin Zhenxi held her shoulders and moved her to his side, then looked at the blonde female doctor who had been staring at her since she appeared.

"Miss Lizzie Nightingale?"

"Ms. Lin Zhenxi?"

After both parties confirmed their identities, Lin Zhenxi produced her personal terminal, and Miss Liz followed suit. Miss Liz's terminal looked unremarkable, like an ordinary cell phone. After both parties reviewed the requested information, the information on Lin Zhenxi's terminal also changed.

[Level Promotion Assessment: Assist Liz Nightingale in extracting information from the brain, find valuable information, and analyze the Lost Correspondent's current situation.]

Lost Correspondent...

"When did the company become so kind as to care about the life and death of the Lost Correspondent?

Once a special envoy goes to another world, he cannot return without completing the commission. The "company" has never said that since you cannot complete the task, I will take you back. The lost special envoys are regarded as dead.

Unless there's something special about the missing commissioners. For example, they weren't actually there to complete a commission assigned by the "company," but were instead on a special emergency mission, and the "company" had previously promised to bring them back.

The group of special envoys who went to the world of the Alien Tribe to explore whether the two worlds have a tendency to overlap?

Aren’t they back?

Could it be that the company sent someone over later?