CHAPTER 226: CHAPTER 226: THE DIMENSIONAL DOWNGRADE ATTACK FROM AN YAN

"He thought Little Squirrel had the ability to appraise treasures!"

"So, it’s not hard to guess why he wanted Little Squirrel. Since he captured Little Squirrel to make it work for him, he would definitely treat Little Squirrel well."

"What we need to do now is to thoroughly investigate Old Master Mo’s illness."

"What kind of insect is that, and is there any way to remove it without harming the human brain?"

"Once we save Old Master Mo, we can have him help us get Little Squirrel back."

Mu Enyu said, "Then why not have Mo Shiyan go ask for it?"

An Yan laughed. "Because Mo Shiyan obviously can’t overpower Feng Jingnian. After all, one is the Old Master’s grandson, and the other is his maternal grandson. Both are interested in the Mo Family’s inheritance; they’re competitors."

"If it were you, would you hand over your treasure to your competitor?"

Mu Enyu’s mind suddenly cleared. "I understand now, Sister Yan. Asking Mo Shiyan to do it would not only fail to retrieve Little Squirrel but might also lead Feng Jingnian to guess that you might still be alive. So, to save Little Squirrel, we must save Old Master Mo first!"

"Exactly!"

Mu Enyu took a deep breath. "Sister Yan, you will definitely work hard."

After speaking, she suddenly remembered something else. "Sister Yan, it seems like Mo Shiyan likes you!"

An Yan wore an amused expression. "Likes me enough to watch helplessly as I was schemed against by others?"

"Er~ Mo Shiyan probably just didn’t expect it. It’s because you’re too amazing, Sister Yan; you leave no room for Mo Shiyan to display his abilities!"

"Wrong!" An Yan laughed. "Truly liking someone means considering every aspect for the other person."

"How could someone possibly consider every single aspect of another person?"

"There are those who can!"

Not only would they consider every single aspect of the other person, but they’d also want to cherish them completely, fearing even the slightest harm might befall them! It would take every ounce of the other person’s effort for one to finally, with peace of mind, let them go and face the outside world alone.

Mu Enyu looked at the smile on her lips and had an epiphany. "You’re talking about Brother-in-law, right?"

An Yan didn’t respond, but the smile on her lips said it all.

While the two were chatting, Liang Chen had been analyzing Old Master Mo’s scans on the computer.

Through meticulous drawing and layering, he had finally managed to outline the shape of the insect.

"Classmate An Yan, take a look." Liang Chen turned the computer towards An Yan. "The insect inside Old Master Mo’s brain should look like this. I’ve sent the image to the insect research institute, and the staff replied they would contact us as soon as they have results."

"As long as we know what kind of insect it is, we can find something to suppress it, which would greatly increase the success rate of the surgery."

An Yan nodded. With a flick of her wrist, she produced a bottle. "This contains the insect’s eggs!"

Liang Chen was speechless.

It was quite a blow. Every time he thought he was getting somewhere impressive, he’d discover An Yan was even more extraordinary!

"Sister Yan, where did you get the insect eggs from?"

Liang Chen himself hadn’t realized that his way of addressing An Yan had changed!

An Yan smiled and said, "It was from that person Luolie chased. When I was resuscitating the driver, he secretly approached us and tried to throw this thing into my eye."

She said it casually, but the others broke out in a cold sweat listening to her.

Liang Chen’s gaze flickered. "You had time to observe your surroundings at that moment?"

An Yan looked a little embarrassed.

Actually, she hadn’t observed it herself; Yezi had forcibly activated her Clairvoyant Ability for her. But she couldn’t reveal that.

Liang Chen once again felt overwhelmed by An Yan’s superior capabilities.

He thought she had already been pushed to her limits, yet even then, she could still observe everything around her, taking in all sights and sounds. How on earth did she manage that? Why was the gap between people so vast?

But Liang Chen was, after all, Liang Chen. His mental fortitude was strong. He only felt down for a moment before quickly regaining his composure. "Since the assailant wanted to throw this into your eye at that time, does it mean there’s something in the eye that can induce the insect’s hatching, or perhaps the eye’s temperature aids in its incubation?"

"Mm," An Yan affirmed.

"Shall we test it with a lab mouse?"

"Okay."

Soon, the group went to the laboratory, and Liang Chen brought out a lab mouse.

He introduced the eggs into the mouse’s eye.

An Yan immediately activated her Clairvoyant Ability.

In just a few seconds, the eggs hatched into three-millimeter-long nematodes. The creatures burrowed along the mouse’s eye and into its brain.

Once inside the brain, the nematodes immersed themselves in the cerebrospinal fluid, drawing nutrients from it to maintain their vitality.

Just as she was concentrating on her observation, her head suddenly spun, and her Clairvoyance Technique vanished.

Alright, I get it now. I can only use the Clairvoyance Technique for a maximum of five minutes per day. Let’s see... I used it for about ten seconds at midnight this morning. In the hospital, I used it for about two minutes and three seconds to see the insect in Old Master Mo’s brain. While giving first aid to that driver, it was passively activated for a dozen or so seconds. This time, from when I started until now, it’s been two minutes and thirty seconds. So, in total, I can use my Clairvoyance Technique for five minutes a day! It resets after midnight.

Without the Clairvoyance Technique, An Yan could only rely on instruments for observation.

However, the instrument only showed grayscale images, and accurately distinguishing a three-millimeter line in such images wasn’t easy.

Fortunately, An Yan had excellent eyesight, and knowing the location, she quickly locked onto the line segment.

She clicked the mouse to zoom in on the screen.

The nematode lay motionless in the cerebrospinal fluid.

"Miss, Mo Shiyan has arrived and is currently being stopped at the main gate," Wen Ya’s voice called from outside.

An Yan pondered for a moment before instructing, "Liang Chen, go out and meet him. Tell him I’m in a coma, with symptoms similar to Old Master Mo’s."

"Okay."

Mo Shiyan looked up at the villa’s imposing, towering main gate.

Two men in black stood at the entrance.

Although Mo Shiyan wasn’t a Martial Artist, he could still feel the oppressive aura characteristic of one emanating from them.

Beyond the gate, he could see houses built on the mountainside.

Previously, he only knew this property had been bought by a mysterious tycoon; he hadn’t known that tycoon was Li Tianyao.

Before long, an electric cart drove out.

Liang Chen got off the cart and approached him. "Film Emperor Mo, Classmate An Yan cannot receive visitors right now. We are not the hosts here, so we can’t invite you in."

"What’s her current condition?"

"She’s unconscious. Instrument scans show a small black dot in her brain, exactly like Old Master Mo’s."

Mo Shiyan’s expression changed slightly. "The same as my grandfather’s? Are you saying someone infected An Yan with the same kind of insect as my grandfather?"

"Yes. We are guests and unfamiliar with this place, but Film Emperor Mo, you should be able to access the surveillance footage of that road section, right?" Liang Chen looked directly at Mo Shiyan. "Sister Yan fainted while administering first aid to someone. I think someone took that opportunity to make a move against her."

"Film Emperor Mo, surely you hadn’t considered this possibility, right?"