Chapter 155 Exchange

Is Little Doubi's ability to steal a target's function? Last time it was Little Aunt's sense of smell and taste, this time it's Uncle's ability to speak?

Zhang Yuanqing, pretending to cough, was pleasantly surprised. If he could steal an ordinary person's ability, could he also steal an ability from a Spirit Realm Hunter?

If so, this little spirit servant would be extremely valuable.

At this moment, Uncle came to his senses. Recalling his performance just now, the nightclub old-timer's face turned red, feeling both dazed and embarrassed.

Haha, so Uncle, you also get embarrassed... Zhang Yuanqing gloated inwardly. Seeing the infant spirit riding on his old uncle's neck looking very tired and sleepy.

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

As expected of an old scoundrel with decades of experience, Uncle's face was as thick as a city wall, quickly passing the buck to his nephew.

Zhang Yuanqing was caught off guard.

"You're so old, aren't you ashamed!" Grandma scolded angrily.

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

"Get out, get out..." Grandma looked disgusted.

After dinner, Uncle's family returned to the apartment across the hall. Zhang Yuanqing went to the bathroom early to wash up. After telling Little Aunt not to disturb him tonight, he went into the bedroom.

He had to get up early tomorrow to meet with Li Dongze at the office to report the infant spirit incident, so he needed to sleep early.

But before that, he wanted to try to subdue this little guy.

Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged on the bed. Little Doubi curled up in his arms, hugging and sucking on his thumb. The Taiyin (Yin energy) power flowed like a thread, entering the infant spirit's body and nourishing it.

According to the description in the forum post, as long as he successfully refined the spirit servant, he only needed to maintain the feeding of Taiyin power to allow the spirit servant to exist in the world.

Zhang Yuanqing had essentially picked up a ready-made treasure.

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

Zhang Yuanqing calmed his emotions, mobilized the Taiyin power, and dense, viscous black light surged from the depths of his eyes, gradually replacing the eyeballs and the whites of his eyes, occupying his eye sockets.

"Hoo..."

Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a wisp of pale black mist, enveloping the infant spirit, then opened his mouth and sucked, swallowing it into his stomach.

Instantly, Zhang Yuanqing felt an additional consciousness in his body, a weak, inactive consciousness.

Then, according to the method in the post, he urged the Taiyin power, repeatedly washing over this consciousness, imprinting his own mark on it, allowing it to accept his power and become his spirit servant.

This process lasted for more than ten seconds. Suddenly, his mental power sank into a dark and empty space.

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

His mental power had sunk into the infant spirit's "body," briefly merging with it.

"What the post said is true. The master can control the spirit servant's consciousness and abilities, and briefly dominate their 'body.'"

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

It was as if it was innate.

This talent was called "Exchange," using something of his own to exchange for something of the target's.

For example, using his own sense of taste to exchange for the other party's sense of taste, or using his own language to exchange for the other party's language. The exchange time was three seconds.

So Little Aunt lost her sense of taste, and so Uncle spewed out baby babble.

But this exchange didn't necessarily have to be equal. He could also use some of his own trash abilities to exchange for other people's valuable abilities. It was just that the infant spirit was too young, with limited intelligence, and couldn't perform such refined operations. It could only perform equal exchanges, and it activated its skills randomly.

The condition for releasing the skill was touching the other party.

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

In addition, the exchanges that the infant spirit could currently perform were limited to physical abilities. It couldn't exchange skills, at least not at this stage.

Finally, as the master, Zhang Yuanqing could also transfer the negative states he suffered, such as injuries or control, to the spirit servant, allowing the spirit servant to share the damage.

"I finally understand why the Night Wanderer is one of the peak professions. It's indeed ridiculously strong," Zhang Yuanqing sighed silently.

He let his consciousness return to his body.

"Eee..."

The infant spirit moved its short legs, crawled to his side, and rubbed its head with sparse fetal hair against Zhang Yuanqing's hand, wanting to suck on his thumb.

This thing was edible.

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

The infant spirit tilted its head, looked at him blankly for a moment, and seemed to finally understand what he meant, obediently crawling toward his chest.

"Get lost."

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed it into his stomach, storing it in 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, then opened his mouth and exhaled a wisp of Yin energy. The infant spirit's small body appeared on the sink.

Nourished by the power of Taiyin, it looked energetic, its dark eyes looking at Zhang Yuanqing with innocence and purity.

"I'll teach you a little bit about life. This is a toothbrush. Your master is going to brush his teeth now. Come on, repeat after me, toothbrush, brush teeth, brush teeth with a toothbrush........"

Since the little thing wasn't a mindless spirit, then it would eventually grow up in the future. During the process of growth, it would need him, its master, to shape its correct values.

He had to be an upright ghost, abide by the law, and reject gambling and drugs.

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

"Toothbrush, brush teeth, brush teeth with a toothbrush, quickly repeat after me..."

"???"

Zhang Yuanqing persisted for a moment, then suddenly deflated, temporarily giving up on the idea of teaching, because he couldn't tell whether he or Little Doubi was more mentally deficient in doing this.

After finishing washing up, his cell phone rang. It was Li Dongze calling.

"Hello, Chief?"

"Yuanshi, come over in the morning. There's something I need you to cooperate with."

"What is it?"

"A Night Wanderer from the Taiyi Sect has something to ask you. I'll tell you the specifics when you get here."

What does the Night Wanderer from the Taiyi Sect want from me? Did they take a liking to my peerless talent and want to recruit me? If that's the case, they should contact me privately.

"Okay, Chief." Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone.

He was just about to go to the office to report the infant spirit incident.

After eating breakfast, he pretended to go to school with his backpack on. After leaving the apartment complex, he hailed a taxi and went straight to the Public Security Bureau, entering the double-glazed building.

Just as he arrived at the door of Li Dongze's office, he heard hearty laughter coming from inside:

"Oh, God, that's the best joke I've ever heard."

"Let me tell you another funny story. You know Captain Zhao, right? Yes, the guy who always goes into the wrong women's bathroom. When he first became a Night Wanderer, he devoured seven female spirits in one go, and from then on, he got into the habit of squatting to pee, and he couldn't change it for many years."

"Hahaha, God, that's the best joke I've ever heard. Scratch that, the last one was."

"Not bad, right? I know a lot of Night Wanderers' secrets. I'll tell you in detail later, but you have to promise not to spread them. After all, we're not gossipy people, are we?"

Knock knock! Zhang Yuanqing knocked on the glass door.

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

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

This man in all black had decent features, slightly pale skin, thin, and an aura of faint nobility.

"Our excellent newcomer is here," Li Dongze said with a smile, gesturing with his eyes, "There's Coke in the fridge, help yourself."

After Zhang Yuanqing unscrewed the Coke bottle and took a sip, Li Dongze introduced:

"Yuan Ting, the Taiyi Sect's team leader stationed in Kangyang District, a level 3 Night Wanderer, and one of the elites of our official organization."

As a top-tier profession in combat power, a level 3 Night Wanderer was an outstanding existence in the Extraordinary Realm.

"He's indeed a talented man, Elder Sun is confused~"

Yuan Ting said with emotion, shaking hands with Zhang Yuanqing.

However, Zhang Yuanqing's face was filled with an enthusiastic smile:

"As soon as I saw Captain Yuan, I felt like I saw family, a inexplicable sense of intimacy. Could this be the sense of belonging between Night Wanderers?"

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

Yuan Ting was stunned, "Night Wanderers shouldn't have this kind of sense of belonging."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized, "So it was Captain Yuan who gave me this feeling of intimacy. This is Captain Yuan's personal charm."

Hearing this, Yuan Ting couldn't help but smile. This kid's words were really nice to hear.

Thinking about it, this was Li Dongze's subordinate, and he immediately felt a pang of regret: "Elder Sun is confused~"

Seeing the two of them flirting, Li Dongze coughed and said seriously:

"Captain Yuan is here today to take care of official business."

He turned to ask Yuan Ting: "Should we do it in my office, or go to the conference room across the hall?"

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

Saying that, he picked up the briefcase on the glass coffee table, nodded towards Zhang Yuanqing, and smiled:

"Let's talk in private."

He wants to talk to me alone? Judging by the Chief's attitude, it doesn't seem like he wants to poach me. What's going on?

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

Yuan Ting nodded and left the office first.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head towards the office area, glanced around, took the initiative to ignore Wang Tai, who was writing some academic paper with his head down, walked to Guan Ya's desk, and said in a joking tone:

"I didn't get a beauty trap, but I got a Night Wanderer from the Taiyi Sect instead."

Guan Ya held her water cup and said with a smile, "That shows that it wasn't a beauty trap. Well, Scorpio's fortune is good today, but when talking to colleagues and superiors, you have to be extra careful, otherwise it may backfire."

She was wearing a white shirt and a short skirt, her slightly curly long hair had just been styled, exquisite and fashionable, her oval face was bright and charming, she had put on light makeup, plus the charm of mixed blood...

Zhang Yuanqing teased: "For example, when you seduce me, I righteously refuse, which will cause our ship of friendship to capsize?"

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

Enough, if you keep slandering Scorpios, I'm going to hit you with a stick!

However, he got the hint he wanted, and immediately turned around, quickly came to the conference room door, and gently knocked on the glass door.

"Come in!"

Yuan Ting responded from inside.

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ps: I have a cold, and I've been dizzy and listless all day. I feel dizzy even sitting in front of the computer.