"In general, I am satisfied with your mission this time. It was professional, efficient, and concise. You did not make any low-level mistakes during the execution... except for the final finishing... including No. 3
, I received many requests from people who wanted to extend the experimental process, or even help the experimental subjects escape..."
"Professor, what I mean is..." Crow No. 3 couldn't help but want to explain.
But he immediately felt a stern gaze falling from the crow's back.
Professor Monteria lowered his eyelids, interrupted Gan Ning's explanation with his gaze, and then emphasized his tone slightly: "As I just said, for the sake of precaution, I don't mind restating a few things.
The purpose of our experiment is to verify the experimental data and deceive others, and to hold a gorgeous funeral for the 'crow' in the eyes of others, not to release a big demon-level monster that is ravaging Phuket Island.
People in the school cannot die. This can probably be regarded as the last line of tolerance of some people in the school towards our small organization.
An ordinary dark wizard, an ordinary verification experiment, is not worth breaking the bottom line for. If you cross the line, it means that I have crossed the line. When I cross the line, it means that the experiment is over. So,
Please be clear-headed and don’t regard the school’s occasional indulgence as your ability.”
There was no sound in the quiet forest.
Including birds, beasts and insects, as well as the cold wind passing through the forest and the dead leaves shaking on the branches, all stopped and maintained absolute silence under the professor's serious tone.
"Now, please raise your head and take a look at the sky." The professor changed the subject and made a strange request.
The crow masks hesitated and lifted up one after another, looking at the sky confusedly and seriously. In the cold winter months, the weather was not good either. They could see neither the bright sunshine nor the white clouds.
Everything is gray and foggy.
"Do you see what color the sky is?" the professor asked.
"White."
"blue…"
"grey?"
The sparse answers represented the crows' uneasy mood at the moment.
"It's white, it's gray, it's blue, but it's even more black."
Professor Monteria meant something and taught earnestly: "Behind the sun, the real universe is dark and dead. The vast starry sky, infinite life, and brilliant civilization, everything is in this darkness and silence."
Bred in deathly silence. Only by looking at the purest darkness can one detect the subtle light of hope.
This is why I have taken you so far on this road, but the school did not strictly prohibit it. Because the black background is the easiest to find light, and because at any time, the world always needs some people to observe the darkness.
You are like seeds buried deep in the dull soil underground, full of vitality. As long as there are sufficient nutrients, water and sunshine, you will one day be able to grow into towering trees.
But until then, you cannot immerse yourself in the darkness around you.
You must remember that we are just using the dark background to find the light of hope, and don’t let the black completely drown the light in your eyes.”
…
…
Later.
Professor Monteria came to Old Man Ruoyu's office again.
There was not a trace of light in the large office. Including the ancient celestial fires on both sides of the door, as well as the magic torches inserted on the walls on both sides, were all extinguished at this moment.
In the darkness, the faint sounds of beasts grinding their teeth and picking their claws could be heard.
Monteria guessed that these sounds should be made by the stone statues of magical creatures in the office. Only in the dark do they dare to stretch their bodies like living creatures.
"I put out those torches."
In the darkness, the voice of the owner of the office suddenly rang out. Whether it was an illusion or not, Monteria felt that this voice sounded older than a few months ago: "There is no fire in the world that cannot be extinguished. Only whether you want to extinguish it or not, can it be extinguished?"
The only difference is that it goes out."
Snapped.
A snap of the fingers.
A large fire ball suddenly appeared in the darkness, illuminating Professor Monteria's messy gray hair and high cheekbones. He took off his hat in the firelight and bowed slightly in the direction of his desk.
Then he straightened up and apologized seriously: "I'm sorry. But I think any firelight in the dark is very valuable, because it can drive away wild beasts."
Outside the halo of the big fire, there was a rustling sound, mixed with the low roars from deep in the throats of the magic sculptures, as if it was a warning to the fire.
Fur.
There was a heavy smoking sound behind the desk, and immediately, the room fell into absolute silence. A little scarlet quietly appeared, slowly flickering in the darkness, as if a sleeping giant opened one eye.
"Six months ago, in this office, I informed you of the school's decision and asked to stop experiments on demon blood transformation, and you agreed."
Old Ruoyu spoke in a very soft voice, as if he was worried that a slightly louder voice would scare away the guests under the steps: "...We all know how much personal energy you put into those experiments. So I keep saying to others,
Don't be anxious, give you some time, and don't put too much pressure on you when you adjust your mentality..."
"You said," Professor Monteria interrupted the old man Ruoyu rudely: "'This era does not need a new trumpet sound,' but in my opinion, the trumpet sound of the new era has already been blown, and we
You can't cover your ears with your hands and pretend you can't hear the loud sound of the magic tide rising and falling. There's no more time to waste."
"If you spend time to clean your ears and hear more clearly, then time is not wasted."
"My ears have never been so alert."
This time, Old Man Ruoyu didn't speak immediately.
After a while, a heavy smoking sound sounded in the room again.
Fur...
The scarlet flashed again and then went out.
"I have always felt that you have the same talent as a 'Xie Zhi', and can distinguish what is good and what is bad." Old Ruoyu's voice sounded again, and his tone became much more serious: "'Good' things -
-Whether it is magic knowledge, a few words, or a suggestion - it should be able to help you go further on the road of magic. It should not become a stumbling block for you to go further. You know how helpful 'that suggestion' is to you.
,Right?"
"Yes." Professor Monteria lowered his head sincerely and expressed his gratitude to the old man hidden in the darkness.
"Well, I hope, before next semester starts, you can sort out the 'bad' bits. This is the last time. We've given you enough time, and like you said, there's no more time to waste
Already."
This chapter has been completed!