Chapter 36

Xiaodoubi's ability is to steal a specific function from the target? Last time it was Auntie's sense of smell and taste, and this time it's Uncle's ability to speak?

Zhang Yuanqing, who pretended to cough, was pleasantly surprised. If it can steal a certain ability from ordinary people, can it also steal a certain ability from a Lingjing practitioner?

If that's the case, this little spirit servant is of great value.

At this moment, Uncle realized what had happened. Recalling his own performance, the nightclub boss blushed, feeling both bewildered and embarrassed.

Ha ha, Uncle, you can be awkward too... Zhang Yuanqing gloated in his mind, noticing that the infant spirit riding on Uncle's neck seemed to be very exhausted, almost falling asleep.

"This, this... I was just playing with you. I suddenly remembered what Yuanzi looked like when he was little, and couldn't help but imitate him."

Uncle, who had been a seasoned troublemaker for decades, had a thick skin like a city wall, quickly shifting the blame to his nephew.

Zhang Yuanqing was caught off guard.

"At your age, how shameful!" Grandma angrily scolded.

"Mom, I'm still a child," Uncle said with a grin. "I will always be your child."

"Get out...," Grandma said with a look of disgust.

After dinner, Uncle's family went back to the opposite door. Zhang Yuanqing went to the bathroom early to wash up, and after instructing Auntie not to disturb him at night, he entered the bedroom.

He had to get up early tomorrow to go to the office to meet Li Dongze and report on the infant spirit, so he needed to go to bed early.

But before that, he had to try to tame this little guy.

Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged on the bed, with Xiaodoubi curled up and sleeping in his arms, sucking on his thumb. The Yin energy flowed continuously like a thread, entering the infant spirit's body and nourishing it.

According to the description in the post, as long as the spirit servant is successfully refined, it can be sustained in the world by continuously feeding it Yin energy.

Zhang Yuanqing had picked up a ready-made treasure.

"This little guy doesn't seem very smart right now, I wonder if his intelligence will improve in the future..."

Zhang Yuanqing calmed his emotions, mobilized the Yin energy, and his eyes filled with a thick, sticky black light, gradually replacing the eyeball and sclera, occupying the eye socket.

"Exhale..."

Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a pale black mist, enveloping the infant spirit, then opened his mouth and swallowed it into his abdomen.

Instantly, Zhang Yuanqing felt an additional consciousness within him, a weak and inactive consciousness.

Then, he followed the method described in the post, mobilizing the Yin energy to repeatedly cleanse this consciousness, imprinting his own mark on it, making it accept his power and become his spirit servant.

This process lasted for several seconds, and suddenly, his mental energy sank into a dark, void space.

It was warm and comfortable, like sleeping in his mother's arms.

His mental energy sank into the infant spirit's "body," briefly merging with it.

"The post was right; the master can control the spirit servant's consciousness and abilities, temporarily dominating its 'body.'"

After Zhang Yuanqing initially adapted to this "body," a new talent naturally surfaced in his mind.

It felt like it was innate.

This talent is called "Exchange," using certain things from oneself to exchange for certain things from the target.

For example, using one's own sense of taste to exchange for the other's sense of taste, or using one's own language to exchange for the other's language, with the exchange lasting three seconds.

That's why Auntie lost her sense of taste, and why Uncle's mouth emitted the babbling of a baby.

But this exchange is not necessarily equivalent; it can also use some of one's own worthless abilities to exchange for someone else's valuable abilities. However, the infant spirit is too young and has limited intelligence, so it cannot perform such intricate operations. It can only perform equivalent exchanges, and the skill is randomly activated.

The condition for skill activation is physical contact.

If Zhang Yuanqing were to operate it, he could achieve the micro-operation of exchanging trash for a divine skill.

Additionally, the infant spirit can currently only exchange physical abilities, not skills, at least not at this stage.

Finally, as the master, Zhang Yuanqing can transfer any negative status, such as damage or control, to the spirit servant, allowing the spirit servant to share the damage.

"I finally understand why the Night Walker is one of the peak professions; it is indeed incredibly powerful," Zhang Yuanqing silently marveled.

He let his consciousness return to his body.

"Yi yi..."

The infant spirit moved its short legs, crawling to his side, its sparse fetal hair head nudging Zhang Yuanqing's hand, wanting to suck on his thumb.

This thing can eat.

"No, this is where you should get your food," Zhang Yuanqing pointed to his chest.

The infant spirit tilted its head, looking at him blankly for a moment, seemingly finally understanding his meaning, and obediently crawled to his chest.

"Roll over."

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed it into his abdomen, taking it into his body.

......

The next morning, Zhang Yuanqing got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Just as he picked up his toothbrush, he thought for a moment, opened his mouth, and exhaled a stream of Yin energy, and the small body of the infant spirit appeared on the sink.

Nourished by the Yin energy, it looked quite spirited, its innocent black eyes looking at Zhang Yuanqing.

"Let me teach you some basic life knowledge. This is a toothbrush, and I, your master, am about to brush my teeth. Come, repeat after me: toothbrush, brush teeth, use the toothbrush to brush teeth..."

Since the little thing is not an unconscious spirit, it will eventually grow, and during the growth process, he, as the master, needs to shape its correct values.

To be an upright ghost, follow the rules, and refuse gambling and drugs.

The infant spirit tilted its head, looking at him blankly.

"Toothbrush, brush teeth, use the toothbrush to brush teeth, repeat after me..."

"???"

Zhang Yuanqing persisted for a moment, then suddenly lost his spirit, temporarily giving up on the idea of teaching, as he couldn't tell who was the more incompetent one between himself and Xiaodoubi.

After washing up, his phone rang; it was Li Dongze.

"Hello, Squad Leader?"

"Yuanqing, come over in the morning, there's something I need your help with."

"What is it?"

"A Night Walker from the Taiyi Sect wants to ask you something. The details will be explained when you get here."

Why would a Night Walker from the Taiyi Sect want to see me? Is it because they are interested in me as a unique talent and want to recruit me? If so, they should have approached me privately.

"Okay, Squad Leader." Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone.

He was going to the office to report on the infant spirit anyway.

After breakfast, he put on his backpack and pretended to go to school, left the neighborhood, and took a taxi to the Public Security Bureau, entering the double-layered glass building.

Just as he arrived at Li Dongze's office door, he heard a hearty laugh from inside.

"Oh, God, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard."

"Let me tell you another funny story. Do you know Captain Zhao, the one who always goes into the wrong women's restroom? When he first became a Night Walker, he once swallowed seven female spirits in one go, and since then, he has developed the habit of squatting to urinate, which he couldn't change for many years."

"Ha ha ha, God, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard, the previous one doesn't count."

"Alright, I know many secrets of the Night Walkers. I'll tell you more later, but you have to promise not to spread them. After all, we are not gossipy people, right?"

Knock knock! Zhang Yuanqing knocked on the glass door.

The laughter inside instantly stopped, and Li Dongze's steady voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Zhang Yuanqing pushed open the door and saw Li Dongze and a man in a black suit and shirt drinking wine on the guest sofa.

The man in black had decent features, slightly pale skin, a lean build, and a faint air of nobility.

"Our excellent new recruit has arrived," Li Dongze said with a smile, gesturing and saying, "There's cola in the fridge, help yourself."

After Zhang Yuanqing unscrewed the cap of the cola bottle and took a sip, Li Dongze introduced him:

"Yuan Ting, the captain of the Taiyi Sect's Kangyang District, a 3rd-level Night Walker, one of the elites of our official organization."

As a top-tier profession, a 3rd-level Night Walker is a standout in the Extraordinary Realm.

"Indeed, he is a fine talent. Elder Sun must be confused."

Yuan Ting sighed and shook hands with Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing, however, wore a warm smile:

"Seeing Captain Yuan, I feel like I'm seeing family, a strange sense of familiarity. Could this be the sense of belonging among Night Walkers?"

With an outsider present, Zhang Yuanqing temporarily put aside the matter of the infant spirit.

Yuan Ting was taken aback, "There shouldn't be such a sense of belonging among Night Walkers."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized, "It must be Captain Yuan's personal charm that gives me this feeling."

Hearing this, Yuan Ting couldn't help but smile, this kid speaks so well.

Then he thought, this is Li Dongze's subordinate, and felt a bit regretful: "Elder Sun must be confused."

Seeing the two exchanging glances, Li Dongze coughed and said seriously:

"Captain Yuan is here on official business today."

He turned to ask Yuan Ting, "Shall we use my office or the conference room next door?"

Yuan Ting said, "Let's use the conference room."

As he spoke, he picked up the briefcase on the glass coffee table, nodded to Zhang Yuanqing, and smiled:

"Let's talk in private."

A private meeting? From the attitude of the squad leader, it doesn't seem like they want to recruit me. What is it about?

"Okay!" Zhang Yuanqing didn't refuse, saying, "I want to go to the bathroom first."

Yuan Ting nodded and left the office first.

Zhang Yuanqing turned to the office area, scanned the room, and ignored Wang Tai, who was writing something academic, walking to Guan Ya's desk and said in a joking tone:

"The beauty trap didn't work, but a Night Walker from the Taiyi Sect did."

Guan Ya, holding a cup of water, smiled and said, "That means it wasn't a beauty trap. Scorpios have good luck today, but be extra careful when talking to colleagues and superiors, or it might backfire."

She was wearing a white shirt and a short skirt, her wavy long hair recently styled, looking fashionable and elegant, her oval face bright and charming, with light makeup, and the allure of being mixed-race...

Zhang Yuanqing teased, "For example, if you try to seduce me and I refuse with righteous indignation, will our friendship be ruined?"

"No, you won't refuse, because you are a Scorpio," Guan Ya said seriously.

You've had enough, if you keep bashing Scorpios, I'll have to hit you with a stick!

However, he got the hint he wanted, turned around, and quickly walked to the conference room door, lightly knocking on the glass door.

"Come in!"

Yuan Ting responded from inside.

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PS: I have a cold, feeling dazed and listless all day, even sitting in front of the computer makes me dizzy.