As the system prompt sounded in his mind, a silver circular glyph lit up on the back of Mo Yu’s neck.
At the sa ti, Wen Nan’s palm also displayed a silver glyph.
Both were silver glyphs, and this circular glyph resembled Qiqi’s control glyph in size and shape.
It’s a level 1 control glyph, and it can only be effective on this map as a temporary level 1 control glyph.
Mo Yu wasn’t naturally a controllable character like Qiqi; it was only Wen Nan’s use of an item card in this map that forcibly added the control glyph. Additionally, this item’s effect was clearly much weaker than a Divine Staff Fragnt, only maintaining a level 1 effect and being restricted within this instance.
Wen Nan rembered that the requirents to activate a level 1 silver control glyph weren’t high. As long as you maintained 90% strategy completion, once the character appeared nearby, it could be activated anyti, but its effective duration was short, only one hour.
This ant that even if Wen Nan activated Mo Yu’s control glyph now, her assist duration would only be an hour, and Wen Nan would have to call her back to recharge thereafter.
But with Yang Mingzhong’s "Thousand Threads," and since this map wasn’t particularly large, Wen Nan could always find the other party before the ti was up to recharge the glyph, though the process was a bit cumberso and the one-hour duration was rather short.
Wen Nan thought about the bottle of "Tear of the Flower" in the spare equipnt slot.
The extension effect of "Tear of the Flower" can only be used on attributes, skills, or equipnt, not on control glyphs. However, if Wen Nan used it on the strategy card item forming the temporary control glyph, could he extend it to three hours?
As this question ford in his mind, the system prompt imdiately sounded—
9527: [Your character strategy card is an instance built-in item; after detection, you can use the item [Tear of the Flower] for stacking. The stacking effect is limited to when the level 1 temporary control glyph is activated. Would you like to stack it now?]
Before the system prompt had even finished, Mo Yu softly spoke, "Night, Boss Ye..."
Wen Nan was startled, pulling his thoughts from the system and looked at the girl in front of him.
...Boss Ye? What kind of title is that?
Wen Nan rembered that he had heard in Mo Yu’s thoughts earlier; she seed to call Wei Zhe "Boss"? Not "Master"? Not even "Dad" or "Grandpa"? What’s with calling him "Boss"?
As he pondered, Mo Yu raised her arm, palm up, reaching towards Wen Nan.
The gesture was sowhat reminiscent of Spiderman shooting webs, and instantly put Yu Shujun on alert, with a flash of golden light in his hand, stepping in front of Wen Nan.
Wen Nan saw clearly that Mo Yu wanted to show him the "Thousand Threads" on her wrist, which was vibrating. The frequency wasn’t as intense as when she had gone berserk earlier, instead, it trembled back and forth relatively gently, resembling the frequency of a fishing line shaking when a fish is on the hook.
Is this... so kind of signal?
As he thought about it, he heard Mo Yu say, "The boss is calling back, what... should I do?"
Although Mo Yu wasn’t in a completely controlled state like other NPCs, she was still part of Wei Zhe’s control network. Now Wei Zhe sensed her abnormal behavior and wanted to summon her back with these threads to understand the situation. Logically, Mo Yu should rush back imdiately.
But she had just been stamped with Wen Nan’s silver control glyph, waiting to be activated, putting Mo Yu in a painful struggle, as if being pulled from both sides, she didn’t know which command to prioritize.
Beside her, Yu Shujun twisted his wrist, the blade of the light sword against the fine thread almost invisible to the naked eye, "Why the hesitation? Just cut it, and it’ll all be over."
Mo Yu’s face changed drastically, "This ’Thousand Threads’ is directly connected to my bones. Even if one is severed, it will still be reattached as long as there’s any residue inside my bones."
Yu Shujun’s eyes narrowed, "Then clean out everything on the bones."
Mo Yu looked at Wen Nan in horror, sending a plea for help in his direction.
Wen Nan raised a hand, pressing down on Yu Shujun’s light sword, "Don’t cut it; keeping it might prove more useful."
...
...
At 3 a.m. on T University campus, the quiet was broken only by the sound of insects and the rustling of wind through leaves, and also...
...the sound of crunching bones?
Yang Mingzhong was hiding among the scrubs and vines at the foot of Lover’s Hill, holding two "Thousand Threads" wrapped spindles in each hand, with two silver threads wound around his index fingers, carefully discerning each subtle tremor, fearing he might miss any crucial information.
But suddenly, there was the sound of oiled paper being opened nearby, followed by the crunch and smack of soone chewing bones.
Yang Mingzhong turned his head, looking indescribably at the burly figure squatting next to him.
Hu Jiayao was gnawing on a chicken leg and paused when he saw Yang Mingzhong staring at him, offering the food in his hand, "Roasted chicken, want so?"
Yang Mingzhong didn’t take it, only eying the greasy chicken with confusion: There are nutritious supplents, so why chicken?
Hu Jiayao assud he was worried since he’d already started on it, and imdiately took out two more oil-paper packages from the side, "I’ve got braised beef and braised pig trotters too, interested?"
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