With the prying of that trace of spiritual power gone, He Li felt much more invigorated.
Though they would return, by then it would be time for the hidden big shots to make their move.
Just then, Susan walked over, her heels clicking. A woman standing at 1.92 meters, wearing a small suit and high heels, approached He Li and looked down at him.
Honestly, the first thing He Li saw after opening his eyes wasn't Susan's face.
He Li shifted his body to the side, then sat up from the sofa and looked at Susan, asking cautiously, "Captain, is there something?"
Susan sat on the adjacent sofa, her long legs crossed, and asked, "The cleanup crew said the ghost demon you killed turned into... a brick, and that your audio cut out when you killed it. Can you tell me what happened?"
So that's what it was about.
He Li's mind settled slightly, thinking that the appearance of He Jun and Xiao Yue earlier had alerted the captain.
"Captain, before I answer that, I'd like to ask you a question."
Susan nodded and said, "Sure, go ahead."
"What was your major in college, Captain?"
"Humanities." Susan blinked and asked, "What does that have to do with answering my question?"
He Li breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It does, because this will involve some basic physics."
"What?" Susan looked at He Li, confused.
He Li smiled confidently and said, "As we all know, gravity always acts vertically downwards. But why is that? Because the force of gravity originates from the Earth. So, let's assume that if the source of gravity were me instead of the Earth, then the potential energy and density of gravity would undergo significant changes. In other words..."
"Stop!"
Susan frowned and said, "I don't quite understand what you're saying. Just tell me why that ghost demon turned into a brick."
"I crushed it with gravity."
"Okay, I understand. You can go back to sleep."
Susan, having received a satisfactory answer, or rather, an answer that could be written in a report to appease her superiors, walked away with a sway of her hips.
He Li grinned, thinking: That was close. This is all the knowledge I have. If I had to make up any more, it would be middle school physics.
You study humanities, I'll teach you physics. You study physics, I'll reason with you. Ultimately, the right to interpretation belongs to He Li.
After all, I'm mentally ill. It's well known that whatever mentally ill people do or say is reasonable.
Including crushing demons into bricks.
Nothing much happened for the next few days. He Li continued to manage his time, seamlessly connecting breakfast and lunch. During this period, he also figured out a way to save money: sleep an extra half hour and go directly to the Spirit Management Association building for lunch.
He Li also treated everyone to lunch and dinner. In the afternoon, he went downstairs to buy coffee and pastries twice. They were expensive, but that's how friendships work; there's give and take.
Even if he was poor at home, he still had money for a bottle of soda for a friend.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the firearms training room on the 27th floor, He Li practiced shooting with a handgun. He felt he couldn't always rely on shotguns for close-quarters combat; sometimes he needed precise strikes, and shotguns were too powerful.
Like last time, when he blew off Lok Kun's upper body with one shot, he had only intended to blow off Lok Kun's head. He hadn't expected to blast off his upper body, which had made him feel nauseous for several seconds.
Shooting required proficiency. Initially, he thought he was the chosen one, that no matter what weapon he picked up, a "Proficiency +1 +1 +1" marker would appear above his head, and he'd quickly level up. The reality was, he was wrong; he was just ordinarily schizophrenic.
The bullets hitting the target paper were all a matter of fate.
"Random Gun Fu."
"Since He Jun personally helped you resolve your troubles, you've become much more cheerful," Jin Fang said, standing by the metal platform where he placed bullets and watching He Li.
"Of course."
He Li ejected the empty magazine and then loaded the bullets into the magazine one by one.
"Even you say, 'He Jun personally.' It seems you're also afraid of He Jun."
He Li was teasing Jin Fang. Jin Fang was arrogant and looked down on everyone, yet he showed great respect for He Jun. Xiao Yue and Li Qin were the same.
When they were all arguing about whether to join the Spirit Management Association, Jin Fang would curse Xiao Yue and Li Qin with vulgarities, calling them intangible cultural heritage.
But after He Jun appeared, everyone shut up. Even Jin Fang, who was cursing, and Chen Sui, who wanted to kill people, listened obediently to He Jun.
Jin Fang shrugged, not feeling embarrassed, but honestly admitting, "That's normal. We're all afraid of him. Only He Xi, who shares the same surname, isn't afraid of He Jun. That's also because He Xi's abilities are only second to He Jun's. It's not shameful to be outmatched, especially when compared to He Jun and He Xi."
"I'm getting more and more curious about He Jun's abilities," He Li said with growing excitement.
Jin Fang sneered at this and said, "You'd better not be curious. If you ever need He Jun to step in, you'll be as good as dead."
*Click!*
He Li loaded the magazine into the handgun and asked, confused, "What do you mean by that?"
Jin Fang grabbed two bullets, aimed at a target 150 meters away, and flicked them with his finger. The two bullets hit the bullseye, and then the metal target exploded into fragments with a "bang."
"I mean, you'd better not have any thoughts of making He Jun act. His methods aren't as... gentle as ours."
He Li looked at the metal fragments scattered 150 meters away, as well as the scenes of Li Qin compressing demons into beads and crushing them, and He Xi decomposing demons into bricks.
This was called... gentle?
Then, he wondered, what kind of scene would be considered violent?
"He Jun said that when those who are watching me appear again, he will act."
Jin Fang sighed and waved his hand, "He Jun was just joking with you."
"Joking with me?"
"Yeah."
Jin Fang moved closer to He Li, looked him in the eye, and said with a playful smile, "He can even crush spiritual power. What kind of fool would dare to provoke him, or rather, provoke you?"
"But who knows."
Jin Fang flashed to He Li's side, took He Li's gun-holding hand, and said, "Perhaps there really are such fools?"
*Bang bang bang...*
All the bullets were fired, all hitting the bullseye.
"When that time comes, you'd best stay far away from this city. Otherwise, not a single person in this city will survive."
"You'd better not use a gun anymore. Practice with a knife. You're just wasting bullets with that gun."
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