Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 282 – The Hands-off Manager

The afternoon sun was a bit glaring, spilling through the window onto the soft, large bed.

Lin Fan was woken by a tingling sensation.

She didn’t rush to open her eyes, instead turning over lazily and nuzzling her cheek against something warm, soft, and fragrant.

The texture was smoother than the most expensive silk, with just the right amount of elasticity and warmth.

“Mmm… Lei Jie, you’re awake?”

Sun Jing’s cautious voice, tinged with a sleep-induced laziness, came from above her head.

Only then did Lin Fan slowly open her rainbow-colored eyes.

Her vision was filled with a field of delicate, snow-white skin.

It turned out she had fallen asleep using Sun Jing’s chest as a pillow, while to her left, Su Xiaoxiao was diligently massaging her to relieve her fatigue.

“What time is it?”

Lin Fan stretched languidly. The loose shrine maiden outfit she wore slipped with the movement, revealing a large expanse of dazzling skin.

“It’s three in the afternoon.” Sun Jing blushed as she helped Lin Fan adjust her collar. Even though they were all girls, her heart would still race uncontrollably every time she saw Lei Jie in such an unguarded state. “Lei Jie, you really slept soundly.”

“I was tired.”

Lin Fan yawned and sat up from this gentle paradise.

The process of purifying, compressing, and then injecting free-floating Spirit Energy into the “Faith Imprints” through her own circulatory system was far more mentally taxing than she had imagined.

It was like being a sophisticated human water purifier.

Although the machine itself was powerful, the current air quality on Blue Star was too poor, and the Spirit Energy was as thin as plain water.

To produce the kind of high-concentration energy liquid that could directly evolve a person, she had to consume a large portion of her own stored Spirit Energy reserves.

Those few bottles last night had nearly drained her dry.

“But… it was more than worth it.”

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Lin Fan sensed the dense, web-like connections of faith in her mind, and a satisfied smile graced her lips.

At this moment, the area outside the Chuanxi Base was already a hive of bustling activity.

After the initial euphoria and chaos, the tens of thousands of survivors were quickly brought under a militarized management system.

Ah Hu and Zhang Jie, though not the sharpest tools in the shed, were truly a pair of aces when it came to execution.

With the addition of Commander Chen Mo’s coordination, the entire base began to operate in an orderly fashion.

“Hunting team! Go west and surround that herd of mutated yaks for me! We’re having extra food tonight!”

“Engineering team is in charge of clearing the ruins and setting up defensive fortifications!”

“Whoever the hell dares to slack off will have their next Energy Potion quota canceled!”

Ah Hu’s booming voice could be heard from hundreds of meters away.

Lin Fan stood at the window, looking down at the ant-like crowd bustling below, her gaze as indifferent as if she were looking at her private property.

“Big Sister, aren’t you going down to have a look?”

Su Xiaoxiao sidled up, her fox tail swaying behind her.

“Look at what?” Lin Fan chuckled, twirling a strand of Su Xiaoxiao’s hair around her finger. “I am a god. A god only needs to sit on her altar and receive offerings. If I had to do everything myself, what would be the point of having all those people down there?”

This was the self-cultivation of a hands-off boss.

As long as she controlled the core resource—the path to advancing one’s power—these people would be like the most loyal hounds, scrambling over each other to tear apart any obstacle for her.

“Let’s go.”

Lin Fan turned, and Su Xiaoxiao followed behind to help straighten her red-and-white shrine maiden outfit.

“Let’s go see our great hero.”

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Chuanxi Base, Rift Core Containment Zone.

The area had been sealed off by the most elite troops Chen Mo could muster. With a guard every three steps and a sentry every five, not even a mosquito could fly in without having its ancestry checked.

Although the massive Spatial Rift had already closed, a heart-palpitating sense of distortion still lingered in the air.

The hum of operating instruments filled the ears.

In the middle of this pile of complex equipment, Zhou Ming was sitting on the ground without a care for his image. His once-sturdy frame now looked somewhat stooped.

For the past month, he had worked almost without sleep, overdrawing every last bit of his spatial energy to sense the frequency of the portal.

“Cough, cough…”

Zhou Ming coughed violently and grabbed a functional drink beside him, chugging it down. But to him now, this stuff was no different from drinking plain water.

“How much longer?”

A clear, languid voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Zhou Ming’s whole body stiffened. Like a primary school student caught doing something wrong, he shot up from the ground.

“Li… Lily!”

He frantically wiped the drink stains from the corner of his mouth, trying to make himself look more energetic. “Almost there! The frequency is locked. Just… just give me a little time to recover, and I can open it right away!”

Lin Fan looked at his shaky appearance and raised an eyebrow slightly.

“In the sorry state you’re in now, you couldn’t keep it open for a minute even if I squeezed you dry.”

Zhou Ming gave a bitter smile, not daring to retort.

Spatial Ability was the most physically demanding to begin with, let alone for such delicate work. His body now felt like a leaky sieve, unable to exert any strength.

“I was originally planning to wait until we got back to Azurewood City.”

Lin Fan shook her head, took out the exquisite glass bottle from her pocket, and tossed it over.

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“Catch.”

Zhou Ming fumbled to catch it. He stared, stunned, at the transparent liquid glowing faintly inside the bottle, which contained only a few dozen milliliters.

“This is…?”

“The rest of it.”

Lin Fan’s tone was casual, as if she were talking about a leftover bottle of mineral water. “The original concentrate, not diluted. You’re in luck.”

Zhou Ming’s pupils contracted sharply.

The original concentrate?!

Although he hadn’t drunk the Energy Potion from the large barrels in the square, he had personally witnessed the reactions of the survivors who did.

If a version diluted with so much water could drive people into a frenzy, then… this one bottle of pure concentrate?

“Lily, this is too precious, I…” Zhou Ming subconsciously tried to refuse.

“Just drink it. Cut the crap.”

Lin Fan waved her hand, a little impatiently. “Or do you want me to feed it to you personally?”

Her tone carried a hint of teasing.

Zhou Ming’s face flushed crimson. Without another word, he uncorked the bottle, tilted his head back, and chugged it down.

There was none of the spiciness or fishy taste he had imagined.

The moment it entered his mouth, a faintly fragrant liquid slid down his throat.

Immediately after, it was as if a miniature nuclear bomb had detonated in his stomach!

Boom—!

A terrifyingly vast amount of energy instantly exploded, surging wildly through his limbs and bones.

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“Ugh!”

Zhou Ming let out a muffled grunt. The veins all over his body bulged in an instant, and his skin took on an unnatural flush.

The feeling was like a dried, cracked riverbed being suddenly inundated by a flood.

Every single cell was greedily devouring this energy. Not only was his depleted Spirit Energy instantly replenished, but it was even climbing at an incredible speed!

Crack.

It was as if something inside his body had shattered.

The bottleneck of the early fourth rank was like paper in the face of this power, instantly obliterated.

Mid-fourth rank!

And it was still soaring, only slowly stopping when it was just about to touch the threshold of the late fourth rank.

“Hooo…”

Zhou Ming let out a long, turbid breath. His once-pale face was now frighteningly ruddy, and his eyes shone with a brilliant light.

He looked at his hands in disbelief, feeling the seemingly endless spatial power within him.

How was this an Energy Potion?

This was simply a masterpiece of the gods!

“How does it feel?” Lin Fan asked, her arms crossed, a faint smile on her face.

“Strong… too strong!”

Zhou Ming was so excited he was incoherent. The admiration and affection in his eyes when he looked at Lin Fan had now completely transformed into fanatical worship.

“Lily, I feel like I can do it again!”