"In general, I am satisfied with your mission this time. It is professional, efficient and concise. You did not make any low-level mistakes during the execution process... Only at the end of the day..., including No. 3, I received many requests from people who hope to extend the experimental process and even help the experimental subject escape..."
"Professor, I mean..." Crow No. 3 couldn't help but speak out to explain.
But he immediately felt a stern look fall from the crow's back.
Professor Monteria lowered her eyelids and interrupted Gan Ning's explanation with her eyes, and emphasized her tone slightly: "Just as I just said, for the sake of preventing the problem, I don't mind reiterating a few things again.
The purpose of our experiment is to verify the experimental data and cover up the eyes and hold a gorgeous funeral for the "crow" in others' eyes, rather than to release a monster of the monster that ravaged Bouge Island.
People in the school cannot die. This can probably be regarded as the final tolerance line of some of the school's existence for our small organization.
An ordinary black wizard, an ordinary verification experiment is not worth breaking the bottom line for it... You cross the line means I have also crossed the line. I have crossed the line, which means the experiment is over. So, please be more sober and don’t regard the occasional indulgence of the school 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 trembling on the branches, under the professor's serious tone, they all stopped and maintained absolute silence.
"Now, please look up and take a look at the sky." The professor changed his tone and made a strange request.
Crow masks hesitated and lifted up one after another, looking at the sky confusingly and seriously. In the cold winter, the weather is not good. They can't see the bright sunshine or the white clouds, everything is gray and foggy.
"Did you see what color the sky is?" asked the professor.
"White."
"blue…"
"grey?"
The sparse answers represent the crows' mood at this moment.
"It's white, gray, blue, but even black."
Professor Monteria said with a slight meaning and gave a serious teaching: "Behind the sun, the real universe is dark and dead. The vast starry sky, infinite life, brilliant civilization, everything is born from this darkness and deadness. Only by looking at the purest darkness can you detect the subtle light of hope.
That's why, I took you so far on this road, but the school did not strictly prohibit it. Because the black background is the easiest to discover 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 you have sufficient nutrients, water and sunshine, you will eventually grow into towering trees.
But until then, you cannot be immersed in the darkness around you.
You must remember that we are just using the dark background to find that glimmer of hope, and don’t let the black completely overwhelm the light in your eyes.”
...
...
A little later.
Professor Monteria came to Ruoyu's office again.
There was no trace of light in the spacious office. The Gubulai fairy fire on both sides of the entrance door, and the magic torch inserted on both sides of the walls were all extinguished at this moment.
In the darkness, the slight sound of wild beasts grinding their teeth and claws can be vaguely heard.
Monteria speculated that these sounds should be emitted by the stone statues of magical creatures in the office. Only in the dark can they dare to stretch their bodies like living things.
"I've put out those torches."
In the darkness, the voice of the office owner suddenly sounded. I wonder if it was an illusion, Monteria felt that the voice seemed a little older than a few months ago: "There is no fire in the world that cannot be extinguished, only the difference between whether it wants to extinguish it or not, whether it can be extinguished."
Bang.
A snap of your fingers.
The bean-sized fire suddenly appeared in the dark, illuminating Professor Monteria's messy gray hair and towering cheekbones. He took off his hat in the flames and bowed slightly to the direction where his desk was.
Then he stood up and apologized seriously: "It's a shame. But I think any little bit of fire in the darkness is very precious because it can dispel beasts."
Outside the halo of the bean fire, there was a rustling sound, sandwiched between the low roars deep in the throats of the magical sculpters, as if warning the flames.
Furo.
A heavy sound of smoking sounded behind the desk, and immediately, the room fell into absolute silence, a little scarlet appeared quietly, slowly flashing in the darkness, as if a sleeping giant beast opened one of its eyes.
"Half a year ago, in this office, I informed you of the school's decision and asked to stop the experiment on the transformation of demon bloodlines. You agreed."
Old Man Ruoyu spoke in a very light voice, as if he was worried that a little louder would scare away the guests under the steps: "...We all know how much personal energy you have put into those experiments. So I have always told others, don't be anxious, give you some time, don't put too much pressure on you when you adjust your mindset..."
"You said," Professor Monteria interrupted Ruoyu's words in a very rude way: "'This era does not require a new horn sound,' but in my opinion, the horn sound of the new era has been blown. We cannot block our ears with our hands and pretend not to hear the huge waves of slapping when the magic tide surges and falls. There is no more time to waste."
"If you spend time to clean your ears and listen more clearly, then time is not wasted."
“My ears have never been more sensitive than they are now.”
This time, Old Man Ruoyu did not speak immediately.
After a while, a heavy sound of smoking sounded in the room again.
Furo...
The scarlet red flashed again and then went out.
"I always feel that you have the same talent as 'Xiezhi', and can tell what is good and what is bad." Old Man Ruoyu's voice sounded again, and his tone became much more serious: "The 'good' thing - whether it is magic knowledge or a few words, or a suggestion - should help you go further on the road of magic. Instead of becoming a further stumbling block for you. You know how helpful the 'that proposal' will be to you, right?"
"Yes." Professor Monteria sincerely lowered her head and expressed her gratitude to the old man hiding in the darkness.
Chapter completed!