One-Eyed Man appeared weak in Wu Sheng's eyes.
Even though Wu Sheng was friendly, weakness, in his view, was a sin.
The only reason he had spoken to One-Eyed Man for so long was out of respect for Lin Fan and Old Zhang.
Even the unremarkable, obscure Old Zhang held an air of mystery in Wu Sheng's eyes.
A hidden expert, you know?
"If I may be so bold, what are your thoughts on us humans?" One-Eyed Man asked.
He knew nothing about this unknown being. Even if he wanted to plan and prepare, he wouldn't know where to begin.
"No thoughts."
Wu Sheng could have said that this place surprisingly produced many plump beauties he rarely saw elsewhere, making it a land of outstanding people. As for other thoughts, he truly had none.
One-Eyed Man said, "Could you form an alliance with us humans? We hope that when facing these crises, you could guide us."
Hearing this, Wu Sheng was stunned.
Such audacity! An alliance? Was he naive or simply unaware of the current situation?
Furthermore…
If they knew he had come here and formed an alliance with humans, they would surely beat him to death. In his situation, once targeted, the consequences would be dire.
The thought itself was terrifying.
"My, the weather is lovely today."
Wu Sheng looked at the ceiling. It was indeed very white, a daydream white. Sometimes, overthinking truly made one helpless.
The light in One-Eyed Man's remaining eye gradually dimmed.
He knew he had been rejected.
He had merely wanted to win over someone familiar with these powerful beings.
Clearly, this had displeased the other party.
It was his fault for being too hasty.
One-Eyed Man said, "I was indeed presumptuous."
Wu Sheng smiled at him. Good, he understood. Coming from the cosmos, as a second-generation member of his kind, it was already generous of him to share this much. One-Eyed Man shouldn't overthink it.
Otherwise, he would only be harming himself.
At this point, Wu Sheng's mind was clearly elsewhere. He didn't even want to waste words with One-Eyed Man. His greatest desire was to experience the acupuncture master's needles.
When Lin Fan mentioned Wu Sheng's upcoming acupuncture session with Old Zhang, One-Eyed Man was startled. He looked at Wu Sheng with a strange expression, as if saying…
"You've got guts!"
But he didn't warn Wu Sheng. Not because he didn't want to, but because he felt the current situation was perfect. Let him experience it firsthand.
If he spoke up, Wu Sheng might think, "Do you not want your human acupuncture master to help me cultivate? How stingy!"
Even if One-Eyed Man explained the danger, it wouldn't work; it would be too offensive. If Wu Sheng believed him, he would offend Old Zhang, who was good friends with Lin Fan. If Old Zhang whispered in Lin Fan's ear, One-Eyed Man would truly be caught in the middle.
Therefore… endurance.
Only through personal experience would Wu Sheng understand how unwise his choice was.
Wu Sheng sensed something amiss in One-Eyed Man's gaze.
He must be surprised that I know about your human hidden expert. Does he think that by helping me, an outsider, they are aiding the enemy?
How narrow-minded.
I, Wu Sheng, am a man of integrity. I may not be able to help you much, but I will definitely not harm you. I will even tell the elders back home that there are people I approve of here and ask them to look after you.
Indeed, few earn my, Wu Sheng's, approval.
This expert from the human special department has limited vision.
If One-Eyed Man knew Wu Sheng's thoughts, he would definitely want to explode his head.
I didn't say anything!
The reason for my shocked expression…
Was simply surprise that another idiot had fallen for it.
One-Eyed Man was already prepared to call an ambulance for Wu Sheng. When he was paralyzed by the acupuncture, the ambulance would arrive just in time, creating a seamless transition of care. Very reliable.
In the dorm room:
"Please lie down."
Old Zhang's expression was serious. He never disappointed those who trusted his acupuncture. Even if he ultimately failed, it was because everything had a possibility of failure. Their luck might just be bad.
As long as they continued to believe in him…
He guaranteed…
They would experience the magic of acupuncture.
"Okay."
Wu Sheng obediently lay on the bed, his heart filled with excitement. Soon, he would personally enjoy the wonders brought by the acupuncture master. He hadn't expected his decision to volunteer as a pathfinder here would be so rewarding.
Otherwise, how could he encounter such an opportunity?
Old Zhang carefully took out his prized possession. Wu Sheng glanced over and saw the antique-looking box, his heart filled with joy. The master was about to needle him. The thought alone was thrilling.
"Master, is this your treasure?" Wu Sheng asked.
Old Zhang said, "Indeed, this is my treasure. Aside from Lin Fan, I never let anyone touch it. I'm about to perform the Cosmic Circulation Method. Don't be nervous, and don't move."
Cosmic Circulation Method?
Hearing the name of this acupuncture technique, Wu Sheng's heart leaped with excitement. Just the name suggested its extraordinary nature.
Cosmos…
This was an acupuncture technique that had grasped the mysteries of the universe's workings.
Where he came from, countless ancestors had concluded that the mysteries of the human body were like the universe, possessing infinite possibilities.
And now…
He hadn't expected the people here to know this, and even create such a shocking acupuncture technique.
"Master, I'm ready." Wu Sheng said.
Old Zhang said, "There might be some slight sensations later, but don't worry, it's all normal."
Wu Sheng smiled. "Experiencing such advanced acupuncture is bound to cause some reactions. I understand. Don't worry, go ahead. I absolutely won't move."
He was truly looking forward to it.
He could hardly wait.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang surrounded Wu Sheng.
They watched carefully.
Old Zhang held the silver needles and said in a deep voice, "Do you see any problems?"
"Not yet."
"I'm observing his internal condition. It seems a bit serious."
"Is it?"
"Yes."
The two mentally unstable individuals wore serious expressions.
As if they were meticulously studying something.
Wu Sheng, hearing their conversation, wasn't worried at all. He was even a bit expectant. Two experts needling him together – what an honor!
At this moment, Lin Fan and Old Zhang were still discussing.
Old Zhang was quite accomplished in acupuncture. With Lin Fan's guidance, Old Zhang felt it made sense. Pak! A needle went down.
"Any feeling?" Old Zhang asked.
Wu Sheng said, "No."
"Mm, that's normal. Don't be nervous." Old Zhang said.
This needle was inserted into Wu Sheng's head, with only the tail remaining outside.
An ordinary person seeing this would undoubtedly turn pale and cry out, "I'm doomed!" But Wu Sheng was completely unaware of their true mental states and trusted them implicitly.
"Mm."
Wu Sheng focused on his sensations.
There truly wasn't any feeling yet.
In his view,
It was just a matter of time.
Old Zhang would definitely not disappoint him. With such trust placed in him, he had to perform his best and utilize the most effective techniques, just like when he helped Lin Fan cultivate.
There would absolutely be no problems.
"Lin Fan, look, this needle placement is based on our discussion. The effect is excellent. Although he doesn't feel anything now, I believe his internal systems have already sensed it."
Old Zhang spoke earnestly.
Lin Fan appeared to agree. "Mm, I believe that must be the case."
If Wu Sheng knew…
That the two needling him were truly mentally unstable, it would probably cast a deep shadow over his heart.
However…
In his ignorance, everything was beautiful. Wu Sheng was truly filled with anticipation.
The second needle!
The third needle!
Old Zhang's technique was skillful.
With a flick of his wrist, the silver needle landed without hesitation. The speed was so astonishing that it left one speechless.
Wu Sheng focused on his sensations.
Although he still felt nothing,
He realized things weren't as simple as he thought.
With his current cultivation level, not feeling the needles was already terrifying. In his view, this must have an unimaginable effect.
He was filled with anticipation.
Old Zhang continued placing needles.
The tenth needle!
"How do you feel?" Old Zhang inquired.
Wu Sheng said, "I feel it now. My blood flow is much faster than before. And I'm experiencing a hallucination in my head, like the universe exploding at its creation. It's very empty, but I can endure it."
"Mm, that's normal. Don't be nervous." Old Zhang reassured him.
Such a feeling?
Old Zhang had needled himself, but he had never experienced what Wu Sheng described.
Was it an illusion… or was he overthinking?
He was slightly confused.
But he didn't dwell on it.
Perhaps this was exceptional performance. The acupuncture was truly effective, which was why this was happening. The more he thought about it, the more he believed it to be true.
Lin Fan whispered, "I don't think I've ever felt that before."
Old Zhang said, "Normal."
"I see."
Lin Fan absolutely trusted Old Zhang.
Watching Wu Sheng being needled, he even felt like lying on the bed and letting Old Zhang multitask, experiencing the acupuncture alongside him.
Wu Sheng knew the feeling was coming.
He wasn't panicking at all.
He steadied his mind.
Come on, bring it on! I can't wait any longer.
Wu Sheng cried out in his heart.
His emotions surged.
The evil rooster sat obediently, staring with its chicken eyes at the scene before it.
My heavens!
What a crazy fellow.
Actually getting needled.
As an undercover agent, it already knew many secrets. The guy lying on the bed being needled wasn't from this world but from another planet. And more powerful beings would arrive.
This was the biggest secret it had discovered so far.
The evil rooster had only one thought in mind.
To relay this information, let its compatriots contact those powerful beings, ideally forming an alliance, and then launch an attack on human cities, completely occupying them.
As for whether those powerful beings would contact the evil creatures…
Are you kidding?
There was nothing to doubt.
We evil creatures are such a powerful race, how could those powerful beings refuse?
As it pondered this,
Something else happened over there.
"I feel tingling all over, as if all my meridians are being opened. But it feels different, so strange."
It was now the twelfth needle.
Things were becoming increasingly strange.
Wu Sheng frowned, gritting his teeth. He had only one thought about this strange sensation: it was truly working! The effect was so intense, so intense it was almost unbearable.
"Last needle."
Just as Wu Sheng was ecstatic, he heard Old Zhang's voice, which sounded like a voice from heaven.
Only one needle left.
Clearly…
This needle would be crucial, influencing all the previous efforts.
"I… I'm… ready."
Wu Sheng's speech was now stuttering. It hadn't been like this just moments ago. This sudden change, in Wu Sheng's view, meant the acupuncture was incredibly powerful.
Needless to say,
Could someone of his strength be made to stutter by a few needles?
Clearly impossible.
"Good. This last needle is very important. I, Old Zhang, am pouring all my life's skill into this needle."
Old Zhang had never said such words before.
From the very first time he administered acupuncture, Old Zhang had always been silent. Even when he spoke, he never uttered anything so profound.
Lin Fan's puzzled look made Old Zhang slightly embarrassed. He whispered,
"I learned it from watching movies. Modified it a bit to suit me."
Hearing this,
Lin Fan thought for a moment.
These words were indeed familiar. The original line seemed to be…
"I've poured twenty years of skill into this punch. Can you withstand it?"
Truly, the clever Old Zhang.
As soon as he finished speaking,
Old Zhang struck instantly.
A needle pierced Wu Sheng's forehead.
Wu Sheng waited quietly. Suddenly, his pupils dilated sharply. An irresistible sensation swept through his body. His mind went blank, as if countless electrical currents were battling within him. It was also like a floodgate opening, a torrent of water surging forth, making him feel incredibly small.
"I…"
Wu Sheng's face contorted. He wanted to sit up and roar out the words in his heart, but Old Zhang's acupuncture wouldn't give him the chance. His vision went black, his consciousness fading, and he fainted.
Old Zhang looked at Wu Sheng's condition, his expression calm. He began to withdraw the needles, carefully placing them back into the needle box.
"What happened to him?" Lin Fan asked.
Old Zhang said, "He fainted, I guess."
"Was it successful?"
"Mm… maybe? I don't really know."
Lin Fan and Old Zhang looked at each other. From their eyes, one could see a slight heaviness in their hearts, but more than that, happiness.
Old Zhang placed his precious needles against his chest, then paused, as if remembering something.
"Right, why did he ask me to needle him? Was there something wrong with him?"
"Huh?" Lin Fan was stunned. "Didn't he tell you?"
"No."
Old Zhang shook his head.
He had felt something was off from the beginning.
But later, because he was focused on the needling, he was filled with motivation.
Now…
He finally remembered.
Why on earth was he needling him?