No, it can't be? Here? Now?

Chapter 93

While it's true that Shi An doesn't want to see Mu Hang nowadays, it would indeed be convenient to have a pocket like this one.

He thought about it and finally decided to take a gamble.

Shi An opened the contact list, found Zhuo Fu, edited a message and sent it.

Soon, Zhuo Fu returned the message:

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Before Shi An could reply, a new text message was sent, "Don't worry, you don't have to be polite with me, just come to the lab and find me if you need anything, I'll prepare one for you."

There's a hopping bunny emoji attached.

Well, it was pretty easy.

Shi An thought for a moment and sent another message, "By the way, is Mu Hang there now?"

Zhuo Fu's side was silent for a few seconds: "He's out on a mission, but he's not here, why? Why? Can't you contact him? Do you need me to help you find someone?"

Shi An rushed to recover:

"No, no, no, I'm just asking."

He paused and sent a bunny emoji over as well.

After putting down her cell phone, Shi An felt a little more at ease.

Since Mu Hang is out on a mission, he should not run into anyone when he goes to get something from Zhuo Fu now.

Twenty minutes later.

Shi An made his way familiarly to the laboratories in Administration.

The translucent glass door in front of her was closed, and she could vaguely see the shadowed figures inside.

The door to the lab slowly opened.

Zhuo Fu, loosely draped in a white lab coat, raised his eyes toward the doorway, and he waved enthusiastically to Shi An, "Here! Come in!"

Though Shi An had been here more than once, but basically for painless tests, waiting outside most of the time, this was the first time he'd been in the heart of the lab.

Shi An curiously surveyed the massive laboratory in front of him.

The dome here was high and very wide, the overall color was cold silver-white, extending in all directions, and the thick metal walls were obviously specially treated to not only block the line of sight, but also prevent magic from being probed into and out of the room.

Zhuo Fu walked over quickly and said enthusiastically, "I really didn't expect that you, An An, would actually come to me for help in the first place, I'm so touched!"

He winked at Shi An, "How big of a capacity do you want to be able to hold?"

Shi An thought about it and decided to be a little more vague about what he wanted:

"The bigger the better?"

"Wow!" Zhuo Fu stared in some surprise, "That's a pretty low bar for you to ask!"

He furrowed his brow, thought hard for a moment, then said, "You come with me."

With that, he led Shi An toward the interior.

One of the metal doors was open, revealing rows of magical expansion bags.

Zhuo Fu enthusiastically introduced, "Anyway, the large capacity ones are pretty much these, if it's just for daily use, this one is very good, with an area of five hundred cubic meters, and if it's even larger, it's also possible, that is, you might have to fill out a few forms, and send it back periodically for a test, just in case the internal magic is unstable or something... ..."

He chattered on as he led Shi An inward.

Shi An's gaze skimmed over the magic expansion pouch in front of her, and her eyes suddenly paused for a brief moment at an inconspicuous spot in one of the corners.

It was much smaller than the others and looked out of place in its surroundings.

"What about this one?" Shi An asked, pointing to it.

Zhuo Fu : "This ah ......"

He scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "Actually, I made this one ...... hehehe, half finished."

Shi An looked up suspiciously, "Half-finished?"

Zhuo Fu: "That's right, I originally wanted to make an expansion bag that could increase the size of the space through the user's input of magic power, but the feedback from the final experiment was average, because most people's magic power has a limit, even if they input it with all their might, the expanded area would only be at most half of the one that I just mentioned, but of course, my theory is correct! ......"

He coughed and his voice trailed off, "It's just not very practical."

Shi An's eyes brightened as he recounted.

Increase the size of the space by inputting magic?

This, isn't this tailor made for them dragons!

"I want this!" Shi An made a snap decision.

Zhuo Fu : "...... eh?"

He was a little incredulous, "Really?"

Shi An nodded seriously, "I like this!"

Zhuo Fu sniffled and a touching look appeared on his face, "You're actually willing to use this half-baked product for my sake!

Shi An: "......"

No, this one is over your head.

Zhuo Fu waved his hand, "I made this so I don't need to register it, if you want it, just take it, you're welcome!"

Satisfied, Shi An flashed him a happy smile.

Zhuo Fu led Shi An outside.

At that moment, Shi An's steps faltered slightly.

An irresistible tug came from not far away, dragging his eyes in that direction.

It was a long sword.

The blade of the sword was like cold ice, polished and sharp, like a fountain of moonlight that was bitingly bright, releasing an icy aura outward.

The moment his eyes touched the blade of the sword, Shi An immediately had the illusion of being cut. An intense coldness snaked up his spine and swept through his body like a chill.

It was as if he smelled blood and fire, steel and death.

It's the smell of dragon's blood.

In the next second, a scarlet shimmer flashed in the depths of the teenager's dark eyes, like a blaze of fire ignited in the darkness.

In a flash, only a clank of metal could be heard.

The sword began to tremble slightly, and invisible waves of magical power were released, as if screaming a thirst for blood and a desire to kill.

Zhuo Fu, who was walking ahead, was startled: "This, what's going on?"

He hurried over.

The two assistants around them looked at each other, "...... I don't know, it suddenly ......"

Shi An snapped back to her senses and withdrew her gaze.

The sound of the sword chirping decreased sharply.

Zhuo Fu looked somewhat apologetically at Shi An : "Sorry for scaring you, I guess, the mechanism of how this sword works is something we actually haven't quite figured out yet ......"

Shi An shook her head, seeming a bit distracted, "It's okay."

He said, "I'll go first, then."

Zhuo Fu Fu busily came back to his senses and waved his hand at him, "No send off!"

Shi An heads out the door with a thoughtful look on his face.

Even without asking, he knew to whom the sword belonged.

Although the last time he fought with Mu Hang was in a state where he was not fully conscious, but even so, Shi An remembered that the moment his opponent's sword blade crumbled on his scale armor, the snowy remnants of the blade splattered at first, blending into the air and disappearing as if it were falling snow.

In hindsight, this is what should have been a dragon slayer's weapon.

Able to penetrate a dragon's scale armor and slice open a dragon's chest.

Even without getting close, Shi An could still feel the scent of thirst for blood emanating from the blade.

Shi An narrowed her eyes, and they were dark.

After his own strength slowly recovered, even though Mu Hang was the strongest amongst humans, Shi An actually didn't take it too much to heart, after all, his last experience proved that even the strongest humans couldn't possibly penetrate through his innately powerful defensive abilities, but the situation was completely different now.

Mu Hang has a sword, and a way to be able to destroy his scales.

Shi An's expression became serious.

--It seems like it's time for the program that has been on its own back burner to be picked up again and executed as a top priority goal.

As a collector's item, the Mu Hang must be beautiful, shiny and complete, but equally quiet, docile and obedient.

There is nothing like death for a human being to achieve these wonderful qualities.

Only ......

Body temperature will get cold forever now.

Shi An couldn't help but feel a little pity.

He tugged at his collar a little uncomfortably as he walked forward with his head down.

I don't know whether it was because his magic power was consumed too much earlier, or whether he was just affected by the aura of that sword, Shi An felt that the magic power in his body had a vague tendency to be less stable, causing a strange sense of crisis to rise up in him.

Shi An subconsciously quickened his pace.

But only just rounding a corner, he slammed into someone's arms.

The dark coat, the broad, strong chest, the press on his shoulder, the slender palm with the dark gloves.

Shi An stiffened and looked up slowly.

A pair of silver-blue eyes were lowered, and a deep, dark gaze fell silently over him.

It's Mu Hang.

Shi An: "......"

I thought I said I was going on a mission!!!

Mu Hang's voice was low and calm, "Obviously, my mission is over."

Shi An: ".................."

Wait, did I just ask that out loud?

Human warmth passed from where it was pressed against each other, and the intense memory worn up by the other's touch made Shi An's entire dragon stiffen, the familiar scent lingering on the end of his nose like a huge, inescapable net wrapping him up.

Shi An subconsciously tried to back away.

However, the other party took a step forward without a trace, easily closing the distance between them again.

Mu Hang scrutinized the teenager in front of him:

"What, don't want to see me?"

The other party's voice was cold and magnetic, and his thin, light-colored lips opened and closed slightly, appearing deep and ascetic.

But Shi An's face heats up.

He shook his head and moved away, saying stiffly, "...... No, no."

No body heat is pretty good, really.

Just die!

Mu Hang let out a soft chuckle, "Just as well, I want to get to you next."

Shi An: "Eh?"

Mu Hang : "I'm going to take a trip to Rust next."

Since we're going to slay the dragon, we need to find out where it is.

Searching randomly on the continent would not yield any results, only for the other party to come in person.

The biggest weakness of the dragon was its greed and vengeance, it would not let go of any opportunity to reclaim its treasures, nor would it let go of any human who had touched its treasures.

According to all the information now, the dragon treasures that those high officials and nobles in Irving District had gotten earlier were all transported away by mercenaries, and the direction of transportation was precisely the Ross Special Zone.

Where the treasure is, the dragon will inevitably appear.

Shi An was stunned, "Ross D.C.?"

This place was next on his list!

Not only because the humans had transported his treasure, but for a more important reason - the

Only that particular canyon in the Rust District has that amber-secreting magical creature.

The ability to seal a human being in his or her most vibrant and beautiful state, to die without a word, to become a collection that can be preserved forever.

Shi An was motivated.

If he couldn't find an excuse to put his trip off if he wanted to go to Rust, alone, and if the dragon showed up in Rust again during the time he disappeared, he'd be suspected anyway, so he might as well ......

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

What should I say to get the person to agree to take them with me?

Shi An was deep in thought.

It was at this moment that the magical restlessness he had thought to have completely suppressed slowly rose, spreading and expanding along his limbs, bringing with it a heat that was both strange and familiar.

Shi An : "......?!"

As if a bolt from the blue, his eyes snapped open.

It was a feeling he knew all too well.

Shi An subconsciously raised her eyes and looked towards Mu Hang.

The man in front of her, silver-haired and blue-eyed and indifferent, looked over with quietly downcast eyes.

The distance between them was just too close, so close that Shi An found it a little hard to breathe, the other man's palms pressed against his shoulders bringing a heat and strength that could not be ignored, a strange tingling sensation rising from deep within his spinal cord.

Shi An's pupils quake.

No, it can't be.

Here?

Now?