"It's not about the Spiritual Communication Characteristic; it's my nose."
It turned out that after Miss Qiang finished marking the position of the Spiritual Communication Characteristic, Zhou Xuan felt bored—after all, what's so interesting about dissection? He had already seen plenty of those back at the shop—so he decided to go for a stroll outside the Weird Creature Research Institute while having a smoke...
...Definitely not to peek at the female students from Hui Feng Medical College; he was simply in the mood to clear his mind.
As he smoked, he noticed bloodstains on his cigarette. When he touched his nose, his fingers got smeared with droplets of blood.
"A nosebleed? I've been cultivating incense energy, yet I still get nosebleeds?"
Feeling it was odd, Zhou Xuan coincidentally saw a Bone Elder walking out of the research institute and went to ask about his nosebleed.
