bioinnovel Chapter 114 Transformation!
Chapter 114 Transformation!
As the sun rose high in the sky, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the River View No. 1 villa, warming the king-size custom-made upholstered bed.
Zhang Yan felt like his left arm no longer belonged to him.
Because there's a "trinket" worth hundreds of billions pressing down on it.
Nie Qingcheng had a terrible sleeping posture. One of her long legs was wrapped around his waist, and she was hanging on him like a koala. Her face was buried in the crook of his neck, and her breath was filled with the lingering smell of red wine from last night and her pleasant, cool fragrance.
"Wake up, the sun's already high in the sky."
Zhang Yan moved his numb arm.
"Um...don't make a sound."
Nie Qingcheng closed her eyes, frowned, and instead of letting go, she hugged him even tighter, even rubbing her legs up a little. "Just five more minutes of sleep... I was exhausted last night."
Zhang Yan looked helplessly at the ceiling.
Who is really tired?
Last night, after returning from the celebration party, this woman insisted on dragging him to recount the details of the "underground adventure." After hearing Dahei's story, she was as excited as a child who had received a new toy, and didn't fall asleep until 3 a.m.
"If you don't get up soon, your company's board of directors will think that the emperor has stopped holding court."
Zhang Yan reached out and pinched her nose.
Nie Qingcheng woke up by holding her breath.
She opened her eyes, her usually ruthless and decisive peach blossom eyes now filled with a dazed look, still grumpy from just waking up. She opened her mouth and bit Zhang Yan's shoulder.
"You were born in the Year of the Dog."
Zhang Yan hissed.
"I'll bite you."
Nie Qingcheng released her mouth, looked at the neat row of teeth marks, and stretched languidly with satisfaction. Her silk pajamas slipped down her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. "Who told you to bring that big guy back last night?"
"Now look what's happened, the entire security department is in an uproar."
She was referring to Big Black.
Last night, after Zhang Yan brought the Mo family mecha back to the ground, he simply dumped it in the core restricted area of the resort.
This morning, the security captain called, crying, saying that the thing was standing there like a door god, it was terrifying, and several patrolling security guards almost peed their pants in fright.
"That's our prized possession; we just don't know how to appreciate it."
Zhang Yan sat up and rubbed his messy hair. "But we really need to deal with it. Being too flashy will easily attract unnecessary trouble."
After all, it's a piece of cutting-edge technology from hundreds of years ago. It would be a huge loss if the relevant departments dragged it away to slice it up for research.
"How about we hide it in the warehouse?"
Nie Qingcheng asked while tying her pajamas.
"What a waste of resources."
Zhang Yan shook his finger, "This kind of treasure should be placed in the most conspicuous place, but people shouldn't be able to tell what it is."
A wicked idea suddenly popped into his head.
"Honey, don't you think our resort needs a God of Wealth?"
Nie Qingcheng was taken aback: "You mean... Guan Yu?"
"Yes, it can both attract wealth and protect the home."
Zhang Yan snapped his fingers, grinning like a shrewd businessman, "Give Big Black a disguise. Normally he's just an ordinary bronze statue, but when it really matters..."
"Guan Yu killing people with his eyes open?"
Nie Qingcheng's eyes lit up.
She liked this wicked sense of humor.
……
2 PM, Tiangong Hot Spring Resort, Tingtao Pavilion.
This is the most upscale VIP reception area in the entire resort, where an antique-style hexagonal pavilion stands atop an artificial hill, surrounded by swirling clouds and mist.
In front of the pavilion, there is now a bronze statue that is more than three meters tall.
It depicts Guan Yu, the God of War.
With his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, his silkworm eyebrows reaching his temples, he held a Green Dragon Crescent Blade, clad in heavy armor, exuding an imposing aura.
"Oh my, Mr. Nie, is this your new landmark?"
The speaker was a middle-aged fat man with a large belly, a string of small-leaf sandalwood beads around his neck, and two walnuts in his hands. His flesh jiggled as he walked.
Qian Duoduo, a coal mine owner from Shanxi Province, is so poor that all he has left is money. He is also one of the top VIPs who received the black gold invitation letter in the first batch.
Several bigwigs in the real estate and finance industries came with him.
"Mr. Qian has a good eye."
Nie Qingcheng changed into a proper business suit, took Zhang Yan's arm, and smiled with a dignified and elegant air, "This is the 'Mountain Guardian Martial Saint' that we specially commissioned a master craftsman to forge, to ensure our safety."
"Great, great, it looks impressive!"
Qian Duoduo leaned closer and ran her hand over the base of the bronze statue. "The patina, the craftsmanship—it's exquisite!"
"I'll have someone make one and put it at the company entrance later."
A tall, thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses next to him curled his lip and said, "Old Qian, you're just being pretentious."
"However, Mr. Nie, if I may be so bold, while your resort boasts beautiful scenery, aren't these security measures a bit too 'outdated'?"
He pointed to the statue: "Having Guan Yu standing guard is auspicious, but if something really happens, can this bronze lump really stop a bullet?"
"I don't see a single security guard patrolling around here."
This man is called Sun Bo. He started out in high-tech security, and it's an occupational hazard that he loves to nitpick wherever he goes.
Nie Qingcheng glanced at Zhang Yan beside her.
Zhang Yan was playing a match-3 game on his phone and didn't even look up when he heard this: "Mr. Sun, do you think this security is inadequate?"
"It's not that it's impossible, it's that it's too lax."
Sun Bo pushed up his glasses, looking completely professional. "A top-tier club like this should at least have infrared thermal imaging and drone patrols."
"Superstition alone won't do."
"superstitious?"
Zhang Yan smiled.
He put away his phone, slowly walked to the statue of Guan Yu, and patted the heavy-looking Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
"Mr. Sun, is it possible that what we're looking for is actually 'superstition'?"
"What do you mean?"
Sun Bo frowned.
"It means..."
Zhang Yan took a step back and whistled at the statue, "Second Master, we have guests. Give a salute to the bosses."
The air fell silent for two seconds.
Qian Duoduo stopped spinning the walnuts in her hand and looked at Zhang Yan with an expression as if he were an idiot.
Is this Mr. Zhang drunk? Talking to a bronze statue?
But the next second.
A sickening metallic scraping sound suddenly rang out without warning.
"Click click click—"
Suddenly, countless fine cracks appeared on the surface of the originally lifeless bronze statue of Guan Yu.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of white steam gushed out from the gap, dispersing the surrounding clouds and mist.
"Holy crap! This...this statue is cracked?!"
Qian Duoduo was so startled that she jumped back and almost stepped on Sun Bo's foot.
"It's not cracked."
Sun Bo's eyes widened, his pupils contracting sharply. "It's... a transformation!"
Under the horrified gaze of several bigwigs.
The outer shell, disguised as a bronze battle robe, rapidly flipped, folded, and shrank like building blocks.
It revealed the dark, cold, and violently aesthetic hydraulic transmission structure inside.
Two scarlet electronic beams suddenly lit up where his eyes had been slightly narrowed, sweeping over everyone present.
"Visitor detected. Threat level: 0. Execute command: Welcome."