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Jiang Kehan felt utterly hopeless.
And after foolishly meeting the so-called boss with Ariel, this idea became even more firm.
Because the short woman spinning around in the boss's chair is none other than Angela!
Looking at the two students who were to be interviewed today, the other party suddenly wore a persecutory smile.
He slammed his hand on the table and said to his secretary beside him.
"I want to take care of this dark-haired girl!"
"Where did this female CEO come from?" Everyone was stunned and suddenly fell into a long silence.
The scene was chaotic for a moment. Ariel looked at Angelie in disbelief, while the secretary, even though she was used to Angelie's erratic thinking, felt a familiar despair again, and felt somewhat hopeless.
Only Jiang Kehan closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.
This must be an absolute nightmare!!
Someone please save this child! She's so young, she doesn't want to be divided into five equal parts!
P.S.: I accidentally wrote too much, but let's just consider this today's normal update (eyes darting around). Anyway, it's over 6000 words, and it's even free, hehe.
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A faint light swept across the silvery-white wall, as if breathing, exhaling azure patterns that were either magical or sci-fi. The strokes were unrestrained and full of fantasy, but the overall effect was unusually cold.
This is not a good place; it's more like a prison, no, an interrogation room.
However, this faint light was not enough for Jiang Kehan to see her surroundings clearly. She simply closed her eyes quietly, frowned, and tried to use her other senses to obtain more information.
All around was a constant "roaring" sound, like the buzzing of a computer fan spinning frantically when overloaded, but it was so faint that Jiang Kehan, who was careful to discern, mistook it for her own imagination.
This even made her gradually irritable, and her inner unease and confusion deepened.
Jiang Kehan felt her wrist, which was red and slightly numb. She smiled self-deprecatingly, but was also somewhat unwilling. She pulled upwards with all her might, feeling the enormous power that filled her muscles.
Then came the reaction force from the slender, decorative, snow-white handcuffs welded to the chair; a burning pain shot through my nerves, but my skin remained intact.
Jiang Kehan felt her bizarre physical state, as if she could kill ten bulls with a single punch, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, recalling the situation she encountered when she first transmigrated.
The good news is, it didn't come out of the toilet, and there's no giant blond guy overhead.
The bad news is that he crawled out of the coffin underground, and when he came out, he didn't even expect that there would be a mound of earth above him. As soon as he knocked open the coffin, he was buried alive again.
However, after Jiang Kehan finally managed to return to the surface, before she could even catch her breath, she found herself surrounded by onlookers.
Stop, Kehan. There is no freedom outside, only Ah-Ser who has been waiting for a long time.
To put it simply, when she poked her little head out like a groundhog, she found several policemen dressed in strange costumes, like cosplayers of medieval witches, crouching down and watching her with great interest, holding "weapons" that made her hair stand on end.
A stun gun, or a staff, that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, made of metal, and in which you can see the electric arcs passing by.
One of the round-faced, adorable witch policewomen walked up to Jiang Kehan and spoke with a serious expression.
"Please surrender, unknown witch! We will desecrate... uh? Sister, is this desecration of a corpse or desecration of an artifact?"
As she was talking, she suddenly paused, chuckled unconsciously, and turned to ask the person next to her.
The other witches' lips twitched; they seemed to have long been accustomed to their commander's occasional blunders, and they covered their faces with sighs.
"In short, please come with us." Seeing that the others did not answer her, the round-faced witch blushed slightly, but she still tried to keep a straight face and gave the final notice.
Jiang Kehan was arrested in a daze. She glanced at the stun guns in the hands of these people, then skillfully crouched down with her head in her hands, as if it were second nature.
There's no way to resist. Resisting is impossible, I can never resist in this lifetime. Who knows if this place is like some free country where the police might justifiably shoot you at any time?
As it turns out, this was correct.
Jiang Kehan still remembers the scene when she saw the other person casually draw a circle, and the space was torn apart like butter. That was not scientific at all!
She could feel the sharpness of the "hole" edge, and the dizziness that was hard to suppress when she looked directly inside. It was a strange feeling of being pulled away, as if two versions of herself had appeared.
Darkness engulfed her, and even now, thinking back, perhaps those people deliberately made her faint.
I don't know how many days I was unconscious, but this is what I looked like when I woke up.
Jiang Kehan opened her eyes, preparing for the worst.
Although it was only a few words, she still learned a lot of information.
For example, she is no longer human. She was so panicked when she was buried in the mud yesterday that she didn't even notice how she was breathing with her mouth and nose completely submerged.
Moreover, she was actually able to easily dig an escape route even when her whole body was being crushed by the weight. This was not human at all, but rather witch-like.
Yes, the other party refers to herself as the "Unknown Witch".
I just don't know what the status of witches is in this world. Judging from their clothes, there shouldn't be any major issues.
Ironically, what gave her the greatest sense of security was that completely incomprehensible charge.
The fact that she was found guilty means that this is not a completely dog-eat-dog world. Moreover, considering the other party's law enforcement process, they did not directly take her into custody, and even notified the person being arrested. This is truly touching.
However, the charge of blasphemy doesn't sound too good...
Jiang Kehan kept her gaze fixed on the darkness in front of her; she knew someone was coming.
……
Tick-tock, tick-tock, the rhythmic sound, like the clear sound of crystal shattering, came through.
The two witches looked down at the calm Jiang Kehan and felt a slight headache.
"Are you sure this is an accident?" Sonia, the White Raven, said softly. She still couldn't believe that a witch would suddenly grow out of the ground.
"Otherwise what? We've already seen her memories three times, and all we know is that a technologically advanced world exists, but we don't even have a coordinate."
Yan Bilin shrugged, then couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips before leaning on the railing and continuing to speak.
"What wonderful experimental subjects! They have no nature like us witches at all, yet they have become special outcasts just like us."
"Tsk, with the property of infinitely increasing magic power, wouldn't that easily put her in the ranks of a great witch?"
"To be honest, I'm a little envious. No wonder the higher-ups wanted her to get close to that witch. Only a freak like her could keep up with her pace."
Sonia, who had asked the question first, looked at the pocket watch that made the sound. The hands were like jade, but the surface was undulating, like the flowing circulation of time, quiet, yet explaining a non-existent fate.
"click"
She closed her pocket watch, walked straight in front of Yan Bilin, and said calmly, "Stop complaining. If you've made up your mind, go downstairs. Let's have a proper talk with them."
Oh, that's strange. You, sir, can actually speak politely to people. How come I didn't know that?
Yan Bilin withdrew her hand from the railing, clicked her tongue, and thought, "What can I do? I'm the Black Crow who's been summoned to death, so I'm just the White Crow who has to listen to the judgment."
Then she snapped her fingers lightly, and the invisible magic, like raindrops falling into a pond, created ripples that grew larger and larger. Almost instantly, light returned to the area.
Sonia, who was in front of them, gave a fleeting smile before disappearing with her figure.
The intense light ruthlessly eroded the accumulated darkness, and Jiang Kehan couldn't help but squint. The sudden change between extreme darkness and light made her waver for a moment, but she quickly suppressed her inner unease. Her nails pressed against her skin, and the intense pain revealed that Jiang Kehan was far from calm on the surface.
But at least on the surface, she was surprisingly calm, opening her eyes and looking calmly at the woman who had suddenly appeared before her.
Sonia withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, her opinion on Jiang Kehan's performance was undeniable, but she felt more and more that she was suitable, and her tone was no longer so rigid.
"How should I address you? An unknown witch, a traveler from another world, or Jiang... Kehan?"
In an instant, Jiang Kehan's hair stood on end, cold sweat soaked her soul, and all the scenarios she had imagined vanished with that question. Her lips even twitched stiffly.
But Sonia continued speaking.
"Now, I will read out your charges: You were involved in stealing the corpse of an ancient witch and using it as material for transformation in an attempt to become one of the Star Witches, and you succeeded..."
Upon reading this, Sonia gave Jiang Kehan a deep look. In her eyes, Jiang Kehan was a genuine witch, at least in appearance.
The ridiculously high level of beauty that witches generally possess is perfectly embodied in this girl before us.
Her delicate face and features gave her a natural sense of approachability. Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with some stray strands falling onto her full breasts. Below her breasts was a slender waist. The only flaw was that although she had beautiful legs, at only 153cm tall, Jiang Kehan was undoubtedly short, considering that most witches are around 175cm tall.
"I cannot ascertain how lucky you were to succeed from a near-zero success rate, but because of your success, we are unable to extract the ancient witch's remains from your body, and you should pay the price."
"Finally, based on the results of the witch agency's trial, the punishment of exterminating other races has been revoked and replaced with fines and restrictions on newly born witches, as well as the retention of charges. I'm sorry, but the retention of charges means that we can arrest you again at any time. I hope you will behave well, because the next time you are arrested, it won't be so easy. Perhaps you will become material for someone else to become a witch."
Sonia paused for a moment, then spoke with a slight smile.
"Of course, you can also choose to atone for your sins."
Although it was nominally for atonement, Sonia knew perfectly well that it was just a bluffing excuse, and it wouldn't matter if Jiang Kehan failed the mission.
Witches rarely judge their own kind. Just like this time, the Witch Organization simply doesn't like "witches" who have thoughts of other races.
They need a mission, an opportunity, to make Jiang Kehan, in front of them, accept herself as a witch, both physically and mentally.
Jiang Kehan's somewhat confused mind seemed to have been struck hard, and she instantly came to her senses, repeating the word the other person had said in disbelief.
Her voice was hoarse, like that of a traveler in the desert, filled with lingering fear and bitterness.
"Atony...for sins?"
If both luck and misfortune are sins, then Jiang Kehan is certain that she is nothing more than an unlucky person who "stole" a lucky person's time-travel spot.
But... all she wanted was to live!
At the very least, we must not waste this "hope" that we have never encountered in the past 20 years.
After suppressing the drool that was starting to leak out uncontrollably, Jiang Kehan tried her best to speak clearly. She looked at the unknown woman in front of her, who was wearing a snow-white bodysuit, a special robe, and a witch's hat, and tried to use all her wisdom to grasp this last straw.
"Why me? What can I do?"
Jiang Kehan knew very well that there were no freebies; the only difference was whether the other party was after her body or genuinely wanted her "body."
She couldn't think of any value she had that the witch organization they represented could value, but the most important thing in negotiation is to be clear about your own worth and the cost of your promises.
Sonia the White Raven looked at this witch who was so unlike a witch and fell into deep thought.
She was prepared to be severely reprimanded by this future great witch. After all, witches are ruthless and capricious, especially the more talented they are, and they are equally indifferent to death and threats—it's in their nature. But this one before her, actually fears death?
interesting.
Logically speaking, regardless of their original race or traits, a transformation witch will be quickly and completely assimilated into a witch, even in terms of her way of thinking.
Indeed, the ancient witches had not yet evolved assimilation, and even their lifespans were limited, yet they were able to use their remains to become modern witches. It's a very interesting research topic.
However, Sonia wasn't one of those ruthless, scientifically-minded witches. These thoughts only flashed through her mind. She was more interested in what kind of changes this special anomaly would bring to this place. That was interesting, wasn't it?
“It’s very simple. Because we believe you can do it, you can do it, Jiang Kehan. I’m sorry to say this to you.” Sonia made no attempt to hide her smile. “You need to remember that freedom is a false proposition for you right now.”