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12. Cursed Titles

Professor Hagrid offers out of his office.

Worried about an accident, they didn't even let Lu Li leave the canopy. Several professors ran to the lower levels to look for the person holding the strange title.

Gatekeepers stand guard around the Occult Office to keep out curious students and possible oddities.

Knock knock knock

The old professor closest to the door opened the door, and the botanical professor who came back first said: "We have found it."

While waiting for the person with the strange title, Professor Hagrid opened the bookcase, took out a money bag from the lower level, and walked towards the middle of the office shaking.

Light overflowed from Professor Hagrid's fingers. He continued to shake the money bag until the light that emitted was like the afternoon sun stopped, and hung it on the hemp rope hanging in the middle of the office.

"Hagrid, you should put the sun bag on the window." The old professor suggested. "It's such a waste."

"How?"

Professor Hagrid stopped and handed the sunshine bag to the old professor.

The old professor wiped his hands on his woolen sweater, picked up the sun bag, walked to the window, hung it up on the window, and drew the curtains to cover it.

The curtains were dimly lit, and light yellow light penetrated the room from the edges, like the warm sunshine slanting into the room in the afternoon.

The old professor said with emotion: "It's much better. It reminds me of the first afternoon tea in the seaside town in the old days."

"Mr. Lu Li's territory has sunshine. Maybe you can settle there after retirement." Professor Hagrid replied with a smile.

The old professor paused, with some longing and longing on his aging face.

"No one is allowed to set foot there," Lu Li said.

"Thank you for your kindness." The old professor stroked his chest and saluted.

Soon the nameless lady and the reckless Maiwen also returned to the office. The reckless Maiwen paused slightly when he came in, then nodded to the old professor, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and rested, half of his face bathed in the "sunshine".

Da da da

They heard the sound of heels on the floor coming from the corridor.

The office door creaked open, and the owner of the footsteps bent down and entered the room.

"Professor Chris, why are you here..." Professor Hagrid, who was preparing tea, was stunned.

"I heard about your discovery." Professor Chris looked around the office.

"The news spreads too fast..." Professor Hagrid frowned.

"Don't worry, not many people will know." Professor Chris' gaze fell on Lu Li, her narrow eyes becoming curved. "My dear, you can always surprise me."

"Does Giant Tree Academy not know human nature?" Lu Li said.

He still remembered that in the old sewer swamp branch, the elder sister recognized humanity and called it "fuel", which meant that Weird had known about the existence of humanity for a long time, and at least part of Weird knew about it.

Professor Chris sat on the sofa, barely at the same height as everyone standing, no longer feeling oppressed: "In fact, we know something about it, from the weirdness."

Just some.

"Fuel", the monsters call it that. This is the source of their strength. The monsters also have "fuel", but humans have more and are easier to deal with.

It is not like the soul that can be touched or seen. It has no weight or shape. People cannot observe it or measure it.

"Just like we can only see three primary colors, many weirdos can see more colors. We can only know that other colors exist...but never know what they look like."

A certain perception is not equivalent.

Weird is not cognitively consistent with the Giant Tree Academy, which represents human civilization, and Lu Li is also inconsistent with the Giant Tree Academy.

So they never associated "fuel" with the things the curse title consumes.

"I will record what I know later."

Lu Li said that he was aware of cognitive disparity.

"I knew I was right about you, my dear." Professor Chris blew a kiss to Lu Li.

"Ahem..." The old professor said with a smile as if he were treating a junior: "Do we need to avoid it temporarily?"

After a few minutes of conversation, the cursed title holder finally arrived.

It is different from the impression symbolized by the cursed title controller. This controller is abnormally thin and numb, with no muscles and fat visible. The skin is attached to the skeleton, exuding an obscure, rancid smell of a dying person.

His arrival almost destroyed the warm atmosphere brought by the "sunlight" behind the curtains.

"Kane..." Professor Chris called out his name with compassion.

The controller of the walking dead seemed to wake up due to the call, his frozen eyes moved slightly, and he stared at Lu Li: "Is it you... who called me here because of your stupid idea..."

"Please be respectful to Mr. Lu Li," Professor Hagrid reminded with a frown.

"If your life comes to an end, you will not respect anyone..." The controller rolled his eyes and stared at Lu Li, and said with his remaining reason: "But if someone can save your life at this time, even if you become a servant or slave, you will not

Will be willing."

"Stretch out your hand." Lu Li said.

The controller stretched out his skinny, skeletal palm and let Lu Li's right hand touch it.

Those numb, stiff, bloodshot eyes suddenly opened, and Kane felt a vital vitality that he had been lacking for a long time flowing into his depleted and dry body.

The beautiful soothing moan came out of the dry throat and turned into a hoarse roar that seemed painful. Feeling that the vitality that had been poured into him began to weaken, Kane begged without dignity: "Please give me more... please..."

Lu Li, who was about to stop, paused briefly, continued to convey his humanity, and then stopped after a short two or three seconds.

He must retain more than half of his humanity to deal with the crisis, at least so that he cannot become as scary as Kane.

"More... more... more!"

Kane opened his mouth and held on to Lu Li frantically.

Lu Li stretched out his left hand, and a suet-like hand covered with a long lace glove held Kane's arm.

Professor Chris appeared beside me at some point, her narrow eyes filled with a dark light like gold solution: "Do you know what you are doing?"

The madness in Kane's eyes gradually faded away, seeming to show some fear, and he lowered his head.

"I'm sorry..."

"So is it effective?" Lu Li calmly retracted the palm that made the mark.

Professor Hagrid sighed as he turned Kane away from Lu Li with a cold face.

"Yes... yes... this is indispensable..." Kane murmured in a sleepy voice, stumbled back, and suddenly regained consciousness: "This is what I consume, it is called human nature, right?"

"That's fuel." Lu Li said.

"Fuel..." Kane chewed the word like chewing weird meat: "Of course I know...so humanity is fuel?"

"Um."

"It's a pity that the cost is too high...and it cannot be repeated." Maiwen, the reckless man who was ready to help, leaned back against the wall.

"Mr. Lu Li, can you..." The old professor shut up in time.

And Lu Li didn't hide it: "I can plunder the weird humanity that I killed with my own hands."

"The more powerful, the better?" The person asking was Professor Chris.

After getting confirmation from Lu Li, she walked out the door.

"Wait for me a moment, dear."


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