Chapter 122: After a long illness, he became a good doctor (please ask for double monthly tickets at the end of the month)
Chapter 1009: After a long illness, he becomes a good doctor (please ask for double monthly tickets at the end of the month)
Lumian looked at Franka's eyes, which had turned back to lake blue due to her promotion, and saw bright or yellowish lights reflected in them.
"Yes." He agreed with emotion.
Franca fell silent again.
After a while, she said in a dreamy voice:
"You know what? I can never go back..."
"What happened?" Lumian asked.
Franka once again started talking about it when she and Jenna woke up and found themselves in the underground area of Mushu Hospital. It seemed that she wanted to use more of the first part to accumulate the courage to talk about the following things and prolong the time for psychological construction.
Lumian was not anxious and listened quietly, occasionally asking for details.
When Franka mentioned that she chose to use the special features of the dream to forcibly be promoted in order to gain the attention of the "original witch" and open a way to escape, Lumian raised his eyebrows.
Although he had already known that Franka had been promoted to the "Witch of Despair" with the help of the Law of Extraordinary Characteristic Aggregation and the spiritual intuition of the "Witch", he also deduced from the previous narration that this was the most successful method under the circumstances and conditions at the time.
, but I still think this has a certain design meaning:
The conditions for promotion to the "Witch of Despair" were met at that moment!
Of course, even if he was not present, if he were present, he would directly burn the corpse oil candle, form a secret contract with the terrifying will in that special city, and forcibly destroy the obstacles.
After saying that she fell into the illusory abyss with the collapse of the mirror world and the collapse of the last part of the corridor, Franka paused for a few seconds, and then tried her best to talk in a straightforward tone about how she slowed down her fall, how
I felt that my spirit and soul were also approaching the abyss, so I chose that gray-white mist and fell into it.
Her body began to tremble, but she still held on to hold on to the blurry light door, those transparent "cocoons", the rapidly rotating illusory planet, the slightly solemn voice, and her past self in the "cocoons".
All the corresponding reasonable speculations were told to Lumian.
Lumian actually felt that "time travel" was not what Franka and other members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" thought for a long time, and suspected that it contained a terrifying truth that they could not accept. Therefore, in the dream city,
Over time, he and Jenna had a tacit understanding of being good to Franka and expressed their importance to her more clearly and clearly, but he did not expect that the truth would be like this.
It turns out that it is not a time travel, but a time travel... Can space go back and forth, and can time flow backwards? No, if it can, resurrecting Aurore will not be so difficult... Lumian's mood suddenly became sad.
He felt that he had permanently lost some very important people and some things that he missed very much. The sadness, melancholy, regret, and pain were like a sharp carving knife, leaving a mark on his soul.
The epitaphs were chiselled one by one.
He understood at once that these were the feelings of his sister Aurore, and her soul fragments resonated with Franca's strong emotions due to Franka's narration.
My hometown can never go back.
"That's the specific thing. I suspect that the Western Continent is where the 'underworld people' and the 'celestial masters' are. That is, it will be what my hometown will look like thousands or even tens of thousands of years from now..." Franka's body was still trembling slightly.
Lumian closed his eyes and smiled deliberately:
"I suddenly feel that I am lucky enough. At least I still have hope of resurrecting Aurore. You don't even have your last thoughts."
Franka's mouth opened slightly and she was a little stunned.
She laughed angrily and said:
"Fuck! Can't you 'hunters' have nice words to say with your mouths? Human mouths can spit out such vicious words!"
"I thought you were going to kick me away." Lumian showed an expression asking for a beating.
Franka suddenly understood his true intention and said with a "hum":
"I have such an impulse. You are very suitable to be a punching bag now."
She paused, then looked out the window again, looking at the warm and quiet night and said:
"You said before that at worst, our mission failed, and a different group of people came back. At worst, we all faced the end of the world together, and you couldn't let me die under the ground of Mu Shu Hospital. Although I didn't completely agree with your ideas and style, I still felt that
My life has some meaning..."
"I said that on purpose to make you feel that you were needed and taken seriously, and to help you get out of that lifeless state of despair." Lumian laughed, "Although I didn't know exactly what happened to you at the time.
, but you can still tell how you feel."
Franka turned around, looked at Lumian, and said "ha":
"As for the 'Hunter', it depends on what he did and how he did it, not what he said. I know that you did ask Luo Shan and Jian Na to invite Zhou Mingrui to the underground area."
Before Lumian could respond, she was a little more curious than her previous lifeless state:
"How did you get into that psychological shadow?"
That is near the bottom of the illusory abyss!
Lumian smiled and said:
"I went down to the second floor and met Lu Yongan. She should be a foreign consciousness that came in through some method, not a dream image that was polluted and affected like Green.
"So, when we met at the Red Moon Hospital, she most likely saw that I was a fake Son of God, but she fully cooperated with my actions. Haha, maybe for the 'Great Mother', no matter whether I am a real Son of God or a fake
Son of God, as long as you bear the title Son of God, it will become true sooner or later, and this time you have a chance.
"At that time, Lu Yong'an told me that if I wanted to enter the abyss of illusion to save people, I could only pray for my mother's help."
"You won't pray, will you?" Franka's whole body was occupied by emotions of concern and worry, temporarily forgetting the depression of will, the low mood, the pain and despair that were slowly eroding her soul.
Her eyes subconsciously turned to Lumian's belly.
"Of course not." Lumian deliberately talked about Lu Yong'an first in order to arouse Franka's emotions and prevent her from being completely immersed in sadness.
Having been ill for a long time and becoming a good doctor, he knows what to say and what to do at this time.
More importantly, he is also a "Witch of Despair" himself. He has also experienced the experience of being suitable for acting as soon as he was promoted, digesting the part of the potion that "makes himself desperate", and receiving treatment from the world's most powerful "psychiatrist".
In the report, we learned about the measures and methods to stabilize the mental state and avoid losing control.
This was the reason why he frankly told Franka his true thoughts and mental state before rescuing her. He wanted to be the most stable anchor, otherwise, how could any "hunter" directly tell what was in his heart?
Franca breathed a sigh of relief uncontrollably:
"Then what did you rely on to destroy the illusory abyss and open the passage?"
Lumian laughed:
"Corpse Oil Candle."
As he spoke, he took out the bottle of light yellow and reddish semi-solidified candles and sighed:
"The 'Fire of Destruction' burns too hard, and this candle can only be used once more."
Franka heard Lumian talk about the last experience of using corpse oil candles to hold a secret contract ceremony, and she also knew that the object of the secret contract was probably the terrifying will standing at the top of the two pathways of "Hunter" and "Witch", her eyes suddenly flashed.
Open the road:
"You are a bit extreme..."
She didn't say anything further because she thought of going to such an extreme to save herself.
Lumian recounted his feelings during the secret contract ceremony, the advent of a bit of terrifying will and the changes in the remaining aura of the "Blood Emperor", and finally said:
"I couldn't get into the gray fog originally, but an exaggerated lightning happened to strike the gray fog."
"That's..." Franka thought about it for a moment and said, "The incantation that Ms. Justice passed in through a certain method sounds like a name, and it has to be pronounced in ancient Hermetic language."
She didn't dare to say the incantation, fearing that even if she didn't use extraordinary language, it would trigger lightning strikes in the dream, but it wasn't that scary.
"A spell that can create such exaggerated lightning in Mr. Fool's dream?" Lumian thought for a moment and said, "Involves the true God, or even a certain great being? Or is it related to Mr. Fool's cognition?"
"Well." Franka is more concerned about another question, "How do you feel now?"
Lumian raised his right hand, palm facing up, revealing a small patch of pale skin and dots of old dark red hidden under the pale skin:
"After the mutation, the aura of the 'Blood Emperor' and the seal of the 'Underworld Daoist' merged a little, and they were able to fuse...
"This has no external manifestations yet and has not brought about other changes..."
Lumian examined his own condition and said:
"In addition, I feel like there is something extra on my body, but I can't find it, and it doesn't have any impact on me... This is more like the sequelae of the secret contract ceremony, and there is a certain hallucination..."
"In the past two days, you should take the opportunity to leave the dreamland and let Ms. Magician check it out." Franka reminded Lumian not to ignore this problem and to confirm the situation as soon as possible.
Lumian nodded and said instead:
"You went to the company to quit your job in the past two days. The position you reserved before was for you to fish out Zarathustra from the darkness. At a critical moment, you would rely on leaving the dreamland to avoid risks. Now, you can't leave here for the time being.
Already."
Only then did Franka remember her current state - before she had completely digested the "Despair" potion, as soon as she left the dream and returned to reality, she would lose control on the spot and turn into a monster.
"Yeah." She didn't try to be brave and realized that she was still in trouble.
Then, she turned around and prepared to leave the window.
"Aren't you going to continue looking at the night view outside?" Lumian asked casually.
Franka pursed her lips and said:
"The more I look, the more I miss you, the more I look, the more reluctant I am to let go..."
She stopped, turned half sideways, and once again turned her gaze to the night scene outside the window.
After staring for a few seconds, she said with an erratic voice:
"If I were Mr. Fool, I might wish to sleep all the time, sleep in such a sweet dream, and never wake up..."
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