The Woman who Became the “Male” God

"This is..." Seglel asked suspiciously, looking at the big bald head standing next to An Xian.

"His situation is quite special. You don't need to go through the admission procedures. Just arrange a room and let him stay for a period of time." An Xian replied.

Segle didn't ask much, just reminded: "I have no problem here, but you have to pay attention to the two inspectors."

All expatriates who had been stationed in the psychiatric hospital were driven away, leaving only two inspectors. Anxian took all the transferred patients back with great fanfare. The inspector, who felt that his authority was challenged, was suffocating and preparing to find fault.

An Xian nodded to express understanding.

"That's right." Segrair pointed to Shigarin and asked, "What's his name?"

After a rest, he replied: "You can call him... ‘Bega’."

He Lin, who was looking around, heard the words, looked at An Xian suspiciously, and said, "Dad..."

Segler: "..."

An Xian didn't wait for He Lin to ask any questions, and took him to the door as he walked out the door and said, "I'll leave it to you to arrange the room. I'll take him to familiarize himself with the environment first."

Segler: Wait a minute, can you explain the question of "Dad" before leaving?

Walking out of the office, He Lin asked, "Dad, am I called'He Lin'? Why did you tell others that my name is'Bega'?"

An Xian replied calmly: "I called'He Lin' by myself, and everyone else can only call you'Bega'."

Oh, "He Lin" is a nickname for father?

He Lin's mood leapt, and he hugged Anxian: "Hey."

An Xian looked sideways: What's so silly?

"Dean Roy, you finally showed up." A voice came from the front of the corridor, walking quietly, and I saw two men in the uniforms of inspectors standing not far away, including the fat inspector. Sneered, "I thought you were deliberately hiding from us."

"Something?" An Xian stood still, looking at them indifferently, not planning to pick up their words at all.

He Lin felt the hostility of the opponent, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he reflexively released the pressure to lock the target.

The two inspectors felt palpitations, and they all looked at the bald man next to An Xian in amazement.

An Xian patted He Lin on the back, and the latter immediately put away his fangs, the frost on his face melted instantly, and he looked like spring flowers are blooming.

Looking at He Lin with a harmless look, the two inspectors almost thought the palpitations just now were fake. After a long while, the dark-skinned inspector solemnly said: "Dean Roy, you refuse to be assigned by your superiors and insist on taking the patient back to the source. Are you ready to bear the consequences?"

"What are the consequences?"

"Make sure that everything is normal for your patient." Dark skin said, "If there is another accident, we will have the right to execute extraordinary measures against you."

"Ensure that everything in my patients is'normal'?" An Xian showed an expression of "You seem to be teasing me", "My patients are all mental patients. You let me make sure that everything is'normal' for them? I don't know if others can do it. I can't do it anyway."

The dark skin was blocked, and it took a long time before he said in a vicious voice: "You know what I mean! I want you to make sure that there will be no more mental riots in your mental hospital."

"If you can find a psychiatric hospital where there will be no mental riots, I will send my patients there immediately." An Xian did not back down, "No matter which hospital, it is impossible to make such an unrealistic promise. We can only guarantee the safety and health of as many patients as possible within our capacity."

Without waiting for them to reply, An Xian said again: "As an inspector, you can say such rash words, and I have to make me question your professional ethics and professionalism."

The faces of the two inspectors flushed. They came to others to be unhappy, but they did not expect to be preached by the other side. Although their status is not high, but because of their special authority, others have always been polite to them and dare not offend them. How can they be confronted face to face?

A dark bird flashed in the eyes of the fat inspector, and he said cruelly: "Roy, don't think that you can ignore the rules if you have some fame. In the eyes of some big people, you are just a small character that anyone can handle. Sooner or later, one day. , You will pay for your arrogance."

After speaking, the two went angrily.

An Xian's expression remained unchanged, and he did not take their words to heart. Turning his head and looking, he found that He Lin's face was contemplative, faded a bit of innocence, and looming awe-inspiring.

"What are you thinking about?" An Xian asked.

He Lin said gloomily: "I was thinking about **** them."

An Xian: "...Did you think of a way?"

"Thinking a lot." He Lin was confident: "But I think I only need one finger." As he said, he stretched ten fingers in front of An Xian and looked at her eagerly, "Dad, you choose , Whichever one you choose, I will use whichever one."

An Xian: "...Keep it for now, it may be useful later."

"Oh." He Lin put down his hands regretfully.

An Xian found Xiang Fei in the library, introduced He Lin to him, and asked him to take care of it.

He Lin immediately became nervous: "Dad, where are you going?"

"I'm working here, and I'll come to see you during dinner." Soothing He Lin, Anxian left the library and walked straight to the refining room.

Huahua World has not been on the market for a long time, and there is a serious shortage of medicine for traceability. At present, it can only provide patients with the lowest proportion of medicine. She wants to increase the reserve of special medicines as soon as possible to help those patients who have failed in practice recover their health and improve their strength as soon as possible.

As one of the core figures of the institute, the death of Fan Jie (Jokson) had a huge impact on the institute. They were not sure whether it was the hands of the Qiao family or someone who knew his true identity. Fortunately for the former, if it is the latter, then the other party is obviously for the research institute, which has to make them vigilant.

The two suspects they are currently locking, one is Joe Gus, the other is Anxian. Anxian’s purchase of the mental hospital did not attract their attention, but after Joe Uly entered, they found that the patients the other party focused on were all experimental products they had discarded.

Although they were only skeptical, they did not dare to take risks, so they took advantage of He Lin's "death in battle" and An Xian's "disappearance" to clean up the traceability. On the one hand, he wanted to force An Xian to take action, while on the other, he wanted to test whether He Lin was really dead. The result was mixed. The good news is that He Lin seemed to be really dead. He didn't stop him when he saw his "boyfriend" being bullied. The worry is that Anxian is more difficult to deal with than they expected. He is bold and careful, does not abide by stereotypes, knows how to use public opinion and popularity to build momentum for himself, and win in danger. As a result, they could not blatantly use conventional means to trouble him.

"Since the conventional methods are not enough, let's do it directly." In the room, a blond man in his thirties and dressed in luxurious clothes slowly said.

"Kandil, is just a little therapist, is it worth our fight?" another man with dark curly hair said indifferently.

The blond man glanced at him and said with a smile: "Yongda, you also said it, but it's just a little healer, so why not kill it?"

"Jokson's previous actions have been horrified." Yongda said blankly. "We have repeatedly targeted the leader. Among his fans, there are many powerful and powerful. It is difficult to say that they will not follow through."

"Then let them track it down." Kandier looked at him proudly, "Yongda, don't think about problems in the way of mortals anymore. We have mastered the way of longevity, and we have endless wealth and lofty status. The world is our playground. What else can restrain us? Of course, if you think killing is too boring, you can play other tricks.

Yongda said coldly: "Don't forget how Jokson died. He used the latest method of seizing the house, but he was killed. Logically speaking, as long as his spirit is not extinguished, he can find another body to resurrect. , But he has not contacted us so far, obviously the resurrection failed."

Kandir raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Do you think he is really using the latest seizure method?"

Surprise flashed in Yongda's eyes: "No?"

"Of course not." Condil twirled the curly hair around his ear with his fingers, and wrote lightly, "Don't forget, he hasn't been'baptized' and his spirit is impure. It's luck for him to successfully complete a house seizure."

Yongda said with a sullen face: "You actually even gave up on him?"

"That's not what I meant." Condell pointed to it. "Some people think Jokson has a double heart and want to remove him from the organization."

Yongda fell silent. After a while, he stood up and said, "I don't want to care about that therapist's business, you can do it yourself."

With that, he strode out of the room, leaving Condir alone, yin and yang laughing strangely.

At this time, An Xian didn't know that someone was sharpening her knife.

She spent three days in the refining room, which not only enriched the shelves of Huahua World, but also helped dozens of patients to reserve a week of medication. After she allocated these drugs, she began to issue application cards to recruit the first batch of members for traceability.

The Tracing School was established under the name of "researching medicinal materials and flowers." Anxian intends to start with planting, let the members wear the skins of flower farmers and medicinal farmers, practice low-key, and develop their power step by step.

The choice of the first batch of members is critical, because they are not only the backbone of the traceability faction, but also shoulder the responsibility of cultivating disciples.

There are five things not to do in peace, not for those with improper minds, not for those with poor aptitude, not for those who drag the family, not for those with unknown origins, and not for those who are physically and mentally healthy.

She first eliminated Segler and others, because they were physically and mentally healthy and could not be the first batch of development targets.

Those mental patients who have failed in their cultivation practice are different. Most of them are hard to return, have no worries, have good aptitudes, have a high degree of recognition for traceability, and have almost no other shortcomings other than neuroticism.

Anxian selected fifteen people, including the seven who had been transferred before.

Fifteen application cards were sent to them, and within ten minutes, there were fifteen more certified members for Traceability Group.

"Dad!" He Lin found An Xian, pointed to herself and asked, "Where is my application card?"

An Xian glanced at him and replied: "You don't need to apply for a card."

"Why?" He Lin looked at her wounded.

"What do you call me?"

"Dad."

"Your father is the head of the traceability school, you are the second generation, and you are also the traceability school without authentication."

Palm, second, generation! He Lin's eyes flashed with the same bright light as his head, and suddenly he felt that his compelling quality had improved in an instant!

An Xian group of fifteen Jing (sickness) Ying combed the meridians, adjusted the breath, prepared medicine, and then led them to open up wasteland and taught them to plant flowers and trees. However, An Xian started to make some miscalculations. The guys she picked were all neuroses of neurosis, so where would they be able to plant the land in a step-by-step manner? One by one, like wild horses running out of hold, they let themselves go, completely out of control.

Finally, An Xian waved a big hand and marked out fifteen wastelands, let them choose one by themselves, and then allocated different seeds or seedlings according to their preferences, allowing them to freely display their planting talents. Anyway, it is the experimental field, no matter what alien shape is planted, An Xian will not be surprised.

He Lin also took possession of a piece of land, planted with Gypsophila and martial arts star Hempu Shan who had been shining in the flying ball game for a while.

After only three days in the mental hospital, He Rin fell in love with this place, and met many friends who had an IQ equivalent to him. In order to maintain the status of the sole pet of the second generation of palms, he and a certain "mother" who liked to call An Xian The guy fought a fight and won the final victory with an overwhelming strength.

When something happened, he ran to An Xian and said proudly: "From now on, whether it is Dad or Mom, I will be the only one to call."

An Xian silently photographed these as a black weapon against someone in the future.

After another two days, An Xian decided to go back to Siyou Mountain, and He Lin was naturally with her.

When the car drove into Siyou Mountain, An Xian suddenly felt a sense of being peeped.

She quietly let go of her consciousness, and quickly caught the lurker hidden in the dark. There are two people in total, with mental powers at least above A grade, with murderous aura on them, and they should have received rigorous training.

Anxian knew that the visitor was unkind, but did not make any unusual behavior, and continued to drive towards Xiaolou.

Just as it was turning, a mental net suddenly appeared around it, destroying the electronic instrument and forcing the car to stop in the narrow lane. Then I saw two light beams, shooting straight to this side.

However, before they shot, An Xian jumped out of the car with He Lin.

The two assassins disappeared from their field of vision after seeing the two jumping out of the car. At the moment of horror, they suddenly felt a chill in their backs, and before they had time to escape, they lost consciousness.

An Xian just knocked out one of them, while the other was directly broken by He Lin.

He dragged the corpse to An Xian, and said in a gratifying manner: "Look, dad, I killed him."

An Xian: After the rebirth, He Lin, is there something wrong with the Three Views? Is it really good to kill someone if they don't agree?

In order to prevent him from treating killing as an achievement, An Xian warned with a cold face: "You are not allowed to kill casually in the future."

He didn't get the reward, but was scolded. He Lin was depressed, throwing away the corpse in his hand angrily, and kicking both feet in disgust.

An Xian ignored him and fumbled around with them. Apart from weapons, there was nothing to prove their identity. She put her hand on the forehead of the deceased, trying to read his memory. However, as soon as her spiritual sense entered, his brain exploded strangely, and there was no brain splashing scene, but a mental shock, completely destroying the brain area.

An Xian frowned and looked at the other dizzy assassin. When he was thinking about how to deal with it, he saw that He Lin followed her actions just now and put his hand on that person's forehead.

"Don't..." Before the words fell, only a "pounce" sounded, that person's head suddenly burst under He Lin's palm. This time it was really horrible.

An Xian: "..." It seems that it is indeed necessary to correct someone's three views and teach him how to control his power.

Now that the person is dead, An Xian no longer struggles anymore, looking for a hidden place, and burying the two bodies.

She had a hunch that this assassination was only the beginning, and more assassins would come and die one after another.

If they use secular laws to trouble her, she may have to work harder, but sending someone to assassinate her is simply sending her heads, even if she is an S-level master, she will die as many as possible.