Chapter 96 A Book? (1/2)

”What I just said is only a possibility. Never mind. Liu Shuai, you have been thinking about it for a while. Maybe we should show it instead of talking about it. Let me make a demonstration for you,” Zhang Quan thought for a moment, then said to Qili, ”stand up.”

”OK.” Qili didn't understand what Zhang Quan was going to do, but he still stood up and faced him.

Zhang Quan waved his hand, and Hao Ning suddenly felt that the air had become dry. When he looked at Zhang Quan, he noticed that a small droplet of water suddenly appeared in his hand. The water droplet was more like a ”water dot” formed by white mist. The mist that formed this small droplet of water became thicker and thicker, eventually turning into a ball of mist the size of a fist. The small ball kept changing its size and was surrounded by smoke while floating above Zhang Quan's hand, which looked somewhat amazing. Before Hao Ning could ask Liu Shuai what it was, Zhang Quan had already taken out a pen from his pocket, opened it up and clicked on the mist, causing it to turn black gradually. When the mist got completely black, Zhang Quan threw the ”water ball” towards Qili, and it exploded in front of Qili with a ”Pa” sound.

”Shit!” Qili was staring at the water ball and thought that it was funny, but he never thought that Zhang Quan would throw the water ball over to him. When the water ball flew in front of his eyes and exploded before he could dodge it, Qili reached out his hand. Then he realized that it was water and he couldn't block it. He should have dodged it, however, when he instantly lowered his head to check if his clothes were wet, he found the water mist seem to be incorporeal. It penetrated through him, leaving no water stain at all. He then looked at the few people in front of him, who were all looking behind him, so he also turned his head in curiosity and saw a black 'shadow' on the wall behind him. It was more of a watermark than a shadow. The watermark was shaped like a person. Qili took a close look and found that it was his appearance when he yelled ”Shit!”, just a little black.

”What is this?” Hao Ning looked at the black figure on the wall. He could vaguely guess that this figure was related to Qili, but he did not know why Zhang Quan did this.

”It's called the Soul Imprint.” Liu Shuai explained to Hao Ning, ” a way of seeing the soul without taking it away from the body. It's just like what people do when they discover the stone tablet works of some famous calligraphers. They would use paper and ink to imprint the calligraphy work, instead of taking the whole stone tablet away.”

Liu Shuai looked at Zhang Quan and spoke to Hao Ning in a low voice, ”this technique is relatively rare, and its usage is very complicated. I never expected him to use it this way.”

”Soul Imprint?” Hao Ning understood a little, but he still had some questions, so he asked Zhang Quan, ”so you're saying that you used this method to let us see Qili's soul...” For a moment, Hao Ning didn't know how to describe it.

”Just call it the Soul Projection.” Zhang Quan thought for a while and said, ”you are funny. No one ever asked what it is. Usually, they look at it.”

”Um, guys,” Qili looked at the imprint on the wall and heard them discussing it, but he had no idea what they were talking about, so he asked his superior who was closed to him, ”what's going on?”

”Don't say anything. Just listen. I'll explain it to you later.” Liu Shuai didn't want to explain to this little clown right now. After he stopped Qili from speaking, he looked at Hao Ning as if he was waiting for Hao Ning to ask.

”All right, I think I understand it,” Hao Ning looked at Liu Shuai and sighed, ”what's good about this technique? Do you want us to see the Qili's soul photo sticker after all the efforts? ”

”Look at Qili's right hand.” Liu Shuai pointed to the wall.

”Eh?” Hearing Liu Shuai's words, Hao Ning could not help but look more carefully.

The figure on the wall was remarkably lifelike, with five fingers of the left hand visible, but the forearm of the right hand was entirely not the shape of a hand, but instead a rectangle. The reason why Hao Ning did not notice it earlier was that the rectangle looked too much like a phone. He thought that Qili was holding a phone when he was imprinted. However, now he remembered Qili had put his phone in his pocket and had nothing in his right hand. Moreover, this was a Soul Imprint, not an X-ray photo. How could it print out the figure of a phone?

”What's wrong with your hand?” Hao Ning turned his head and asked Qili.

Qili was also carefully looking at the imprint on the wall. Hearing Hao Ning's question, he shook his head, ”nothing, but why was my phone imprinted on the wall?”

”How could a Soul Imprint print a phone!” Zhang Quan shook his head, ”your right hand is not a phone. It's a book.”

”A book?” Qili opened his palm and looked, ”I wasn't holding a book on my hand?”