In the dimly lit kerosene-lit basement, under Joyce's intently gaze, a wriggling crack shadow completely floated off the surface of the slate.

"Whew!"

It wasn't until the Cracked Shadow floated on one of the basement walls that Joyce's mental fatigue eased a little, and his unbelievable situation happened, and the stone wall was actually imprinted by the Cracked Shadow, as if it was a split in an instant.

"Damn, what is this? It can actually print a cut in the stone, and if this is for a person, wouldn't it be even more unbearable for the flesh!" Joyce, who was startled, couldn't help but take a step back and burst into a foul mouth in his heart.

At this moment, Joyce felt that the wriggling cracks and shadows on the stone slab were more terrifying than ever.

The thought of turning the slate over just now made Joyce's hairs stand on end.

"Is this what I'm capable of?"

After standing away from the slate for a long time, Joyce's right fist gradually clenched, and the strange look of excitement was hidden in his eyes.

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, Joyce approached the creeping slate of the crack shadow again, and looked at the slate through a visual perception beyond the normal human eye.

After Joyce noticed that a crack had surfaced on the slate before, the original physical crack had faded.

"Destructive power transfer?"

Joyce did not touch the slate with his hands, but more in the context of what he saw and felt, and produced a certain amount of speculation.

"Would I hurt myself if I touched these wriggling cracked shadows with my hands?" Joyce wanted to try, but quickly dismissed the idea.

In Joyce's mind, if the cracks in the slate and the locked coffin appeared in his perception that the crack shadow wriggled was caused by his secret qi ability, then it would make sense to manipulate a crack shadow to imprint on the wall before.

"That's control?"

Joyce muttered to herself, recalling the captain's explanation.

"Relax your emotions and minds, I don't activate my abilities, and these cracked shadows should return to normal. Joyce breathed steadily, meditating with the earth method, facing the sea.

Unable to concentrate anymore, Joyce's perception of the wriggling cracks and shadows of the slate began to blur.

"It's calm!"

It didn't take long for Joyce to watch the wriggling cracks of the slate calm down, as if those wriggling shadows were reattached to the solid cracks of the slate.

"Wow!"

As Joyce's eyes narrowed slightly, he stared at one of the cracks in the slate, and a wriggling crack shadow gradually revealed again.

"It feels like it's a lot of work to concentrate on using my abilities, but after all, I'm a novice, and many things along the way to secret cultivation take time to understand and run in. Joyce smiled, and as he walked to the corner of the basement to lock the coffin, a shadow of a cracked slate that he hadn't looked at wriggled and reattached to the slate.

The dense wriggling crack shadows of the lock coffin had already calmed down, and Joyce reached out to pick it up.

"It really happened, in the future, this ability, I have to try it secretly, in addition to the magical qi sense running path map, maybe perception and manipulation, and digestion also have a potential connection. Joyce played with the small, rounded lock coffin with his hand, and without any changes, put it in the pocket of his overalls.

"It seems that my secret qi ability will not be able to solve Elena's danger, and tomorrow I will have the opportunity to explore the ability of the eyes again. Joyce said to herself as she put away her towels and tissues.

Because he had the experience of being a medicine picker before, Joyce knew very well at this time that everything should not be too much, and once the mental and physical state was out of balance, it would definitely affect the spirit.

Joyce, who had cleaned up in the basement, went out with a kerosene lamp, thought about it, and did not lock the door.

"Another sweat!"

Walking quickly to the upstairs bathroom, Joyce felt that after running the gas path map, it was difficult to do laundry in order to prevent outsiders from seeing the clues.

"In this evil world, there is no washing machine, should I consider hiring a washerwoman?" Thinking that she would have to go to work tomorrow, Joyce hurriedly took a shower and washed her clothes, speeding up.

"It's so inefficient, there are so many things to do all day, I don't have the energy to dwell on these chores, let alone enjoy life. Joyce made up her mind to change her life.

Before Joyce could finish his work, the bathroom door was opened.

Elena, who was wearing silk pajamas, couldn't help but show surprise on her pretty face when she saw Joyce wearing pants and struggling hard in front of a large basin of clothes.

"Joyce, I can actually wash the clothes. ”

Elena said to him with shame in Joyce's somewhat uncomfortable gaze.

"Did you make a noise? I'll finish washing up in no time. ”

Joyce rubbed a few more handfuls on the washboard before starting to change the water.

"I remember you didn't want to do the laundry, and you threw everything at me when I was home. Elena tried to help, but was stopped by Joyce.

"I don't want to do it now, Elena, I should hire a handyman maid at home, we work in the MIA, it's like fighting for our lives. Joyce quickened.

"In other words, it's an excuse for wanting to be middle class. Elena pouted.

"I just want to sleep!"

Joyce wailed in her heart and could only vent on her clothes.

"Okay, just hire a handyman, but I'll have to find it. Watching Joyce puff her hands in the laundry tub, Elena finally relented at his offer.

"Elena, I want to praise you. ”

Joyce perked up, with the implication that Elena had finally come to her senses.

After finally washing a basin of laundry and drying, Joyce took the locked coffin and pistol back to the bedroom, almost impatiently trying to pounce on the bed, but Elena followed.

Putting the locked coffin in the drawer, Joyce looked at Elena who closed the door, and her face twitched slightly.

"Elena, it's not early, I have to go to work tomorrow!" Joyce said dryly to Elena, who was covered with a quilt.

"Please, I'm watching again, delivering news, dealing with the fat director, and I have to try the secret cultivation path, I'm already very tired!" Joyce only felt that if he didn't rest, he had to have an irregular heartbeat.

"Joyce, I can't sleep alone, I'm scared ......," Elena said, expressing fear.

Hearing Elena's words, the faint resentment in Joyce's heart became extremely sour.

If he knew who had poisoned Elena, Joyce would have wanted to shoot them out immediately.

"The cabin used to be crowded enough, but I didn't expect it to be even more crowded when I moved!" Joyce reluctantly put on her split pajamas, pretending to blow out the lamp and go to bed.

"Joyce, don't let you dislike me. ”

Elena also seemed to remember the days she had spent in the cabin, and put her arm around Joyce.

"That's too much of a test of will, isn't it?"

Joyce couldn't speak, so he could only move and secretly endure it.

"If one day I'm gone, will you miss me?" After a while, Elena snuggled up to Joyce and seemed sleepy, her voice getting softer and softer.

"Can this still make people live!"

Joyce was extremely uncomfortable, wanting to move but not daring to move.

"Can I sleep?"

Joyce tried to restrain her restless emotions, but she was afraid that she would fall asleep, and the terrible figure of roots and tendrils appeared behind Elena.

Trying to keep her senses intact, Joyce lay motionless in bed for a while, and finally fell asleep from exhaustion and sleepiness.

In her sleep, Joyce sensed that Elena was hugging him, which was so comfortable that he even became greedy for it.

The small bungalow was quiet late at night, and Joyce didn't notice anything unusual inside or outside the bungalow, except for the seeds in Elena's heart, which were still growing very slowly.

"Joyce!"

In a daze, Joyce faintly heard Elena calling him, and not only that, but he also clearly sensed that the other party was looking at him with anger on his face.

The morning rain was overcast, there was the sound of dripping rain outside the window, and in Joyce's bedroom, the light was even darker because the curtains were drawn.

Elena, who woke up comfortably, found that not only was she being held by Joyce, but one of his hands was also very dishonest, sometimes touching behind her.

At this time, Elena was almost close to Joyce's face, and after noticing that the man in front of her had a dirty smile and kept moving his mouth, she even had the urge to punch him.

"Joyce. ”

Elena called out to the man in front of her hatefully, seeing that the other party had to make an inch.

Elena, who was very embarrassed, finally couldn't help but reach out and pinch Joyce's lips.

"Whew!"

Her lips were pinched, and Joyce began to sober up and struggled.

"What are you doing?"

Breaking free from Elena's pinching hand, Joyce, who had come to his senses, snorted.

"Bastard. ”

Elena glanced at Joyce's pajama pants, got out of bed and left the room.

Joyce, who realized something, had a somewhat embarrassed face, but when he glanced at the time of the clock, he quickly turned into panic.

"Ma, what's going on, I don't think much about it except for a dream!" Joyce, who ran to the bathroom, was also annoyed.

Joyce had a shameful dream, but the person in the dream was not Elena, but the delicate-faced cloth girl he and Arrin had met when they were approaching Steelflower Street.

"It's a shame, maybe I've been under too much pressure lately. Joyce muttered in the bathroom.

When Joyce and Elena were about to go out, Teresa stepped out of the room on the first floor.

"Teresa!"

Even though Joyce knew that the white-haired girl had returned early in the morning, she pretended to be surprised.

"Haven't you left yet? Joyce, today is your first day as a member of the squad, and the Commissioner would have been furious if he had known that you were going at this time. Teresa smiled softly and said to Joyce and Elena.

"Teresa, I'm so sorry, I was supposed to pick you up. When Elena was shocked, she blamed herself and was ashamed.

"Don't take it to heart, I'm resting today, and I don't have to go at night, you guys come back early from work, and we'll have a good meal at home." Teresa looked happy, as if Elena was not only not affecting her interests, but also wanted to celebrate for a rest.