"Professor Hagrid... right? I want to sit down for a while." Kane, who was in a much better condition, said hoarsely, his corrupt aura fading away, like a weak patient who had just recovered from a serious illness.
Correspondingly, Lu Li paid the price, and his body was filled with ambiguity and a faint aura of hatred.
Just like Kane before him.
Lu Li can judge his previous humanity based on this: one quarter.
And he also faced the horrific drawbacks of losing humanity
A malicious gaze was revealed from the gap between the wooden boards, and a sense of malice filled the space surrounded him. The professors around him became hateful, and it seemed that he could hear the whispers in their hearts that they wanted to kill him.
The degradation of humanity is as terrible as the degradation of reason.
"I can actually feel the softness of the sofa again..." Kane sat on the sofa, sighing in a weak voice as if he would die at any time. But the fact is that he has never been so full of energy: "You alleviated my illness... and
I will fulfill my promise..."
"Owner."
Kane lowered his head to Lu Li.
The professors in the office were stunned.
"You don't have to be like this."
Professor Hagrid, who had been repulsed by Kane because he wanted to harm Lu Li, had a complicated expression.
"Maybe." Kane leaned lazily on the seat. "Darkness has been entangled for a long time, and they are everywhere forming a cage, but the sunlight suddenly penetrates through the layers of cages and shines on me...
He raised his arms, and the "sunlight" outside the window shone on the wrinkled and aging skin: "Tell me, I am still human... You can't understand that kind of gratitude."
His words were coherent and philosophical, suggesting that Professor Chris knew him. Maybe Kane had been a student or even a professor at Giant Tree Academy.
"I could have endured the darkness, if I had never seen the light." The old professor commented slowly. "But you left a problem for other controllers. You chose to become Lu Li's servant, what can they pay for it?"
"That's none of my business, old Luce."
Kane's current state is like an old dog taking a nap in the sunshine, lazy and relaxed.
This made other professors lament what the lack of humanity had caused him to experience.
He was lucky. The bonfire in front of him was weak and dark. Just when he was about to desperately walk into the cold darkness like other dying masters to find a faint hope, the sun shone.
More importantly, he is strong enough to have tasted the deep darkness without going crazy, which means that he no longer needs to "release the cursed title" to maintain a sense of security.
He can persist longer and live longer.
"Minions of the Exorcist? Sounds interesting."
The door opened from the outside, and Professor Chris entered the room carrying an exquisite birdcage.
She handed the birdcage to Lu Li and handed him a golden table knife.
"What's this."
A surging gray mist huddled in the silver-plated birdcage.
"A vengeful spirit. I originally wanted to use it to research new potions, but now I leave it to you."
Lu Li took the golden table knife, followed Professor Chris's instructions, and stabbed it into the silver birdcage he was holding.
The flowing resentful spirit vibrated and screamed in the birdcage, and then stopped abruptly when the table knife penetrated completely.
Lu Li fell into death flashback.
…
The cold wind blew through the streets, covering up the sounds of beatings and screams in the alleys.
A drunkard kicked and beat the scavenger who was trying to save his head. The scavenger's screams sounded miserable, but the drunken man who was too drunk to stand still didn't have much strength.
It's just that the scavengers were frightened, so they screamed without calling for help or stopping. Instead, they shouted hysterically and pushed away the drunk man, escaping from the alley.
Looking away from the scavengers running past, Lu Li looked at the drunken man who was knocked backwards. He stepped into a sewage pool, and the mud slipped him down, and the back of his head hit the raised wall with a dull sound.
Bang...
The drunkard fell slowly against the wall.
A confused and defeated soul floated out of the body.
…
"It tastes much better..." Professor Chris leaned closer to Lu Li and sniffed: "Are you recovered?"
"Basically." Lu Li said as his mind wandered away from the thought of death.
The unprovoked malice in the room disappeared. The professors no longer exuded the dark, cold malice that wanted to kill him.
The humanity brought by the Birdcage Wraith is close to half that of the Doomsday Apocalypse after the increase.
This is enough to illustrate the preciousness of human nature.
The defeated spirit disappeared, leaving only a layer of pale ashes at the bottom of the birdcage.
"You can try another medicine, it's not a waste." Professor Chris said.
Lu Li thanked her, Professor Chris covered his mouth with his black lace gloves and chuckled, "You should use another way...thank me, my dear."
"Master, can I tell the other controllers about this?" Kane asked respectfully at this time.
"Just call me by my name. That's fine." Lu Li replied.
Kane left his seat and walked toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Professor Hagrid asked.
"Tell your tortured old friends to hunt the weird."
"Wait a minute..." Professor Hagrid stopped him and asked Lu Li: "Will this... gift burden you?"
"Won't."
Professor Hagrid was still worried and reminded Kane: "Remember to keep it a secret, Weird already hates Lu Li, don't let them become more unscrupulous."
But they know it's hard to keep a secret for long... Kane has recovered from near-death and is about to self-exile into the wilderness, and soon people will know what happened.
Before leaving, Lu Li gave him a few eyeballs.
"Summoning the merchant's eyes, right? I know the master."
Kane retreated towards Lu Li and left the office.
"I think no one in human civilization can hurt Lu Li anymore."
Professor Chris bent her narrow eyes and replied to the gazes cast by the professors: "The lost ships guided by the lighthouse will not let the waves destroy them."
Having confirmed that human nature does exist and is related to the cursed title holder, Lu Li can record his theory.
Regarding the theory, Lu Li didn't hide anything, and even recorded that this power came from the psychic gun's salvation.
"Psychic gun?"
The professors were pleased with Lu Li's behavior and shocked by his secret.
They did not expect that this wonderful power would come from the obsolete weapon of the same type. It was too delicate, and its long-range advantages were overshadowed by its slow reloading time and loud noise that could not be concealed.
Lu Li showed off his psychic gun that was as exquisite as a work of art.
Knowing that each rose in the psychic gun would bring magical abilities, Professor Hagrid said to himself: "Maybe we have underestimated this former work of the Demon Slayer Association..."
"That is the homologue of the great legend. Its secrets are far more than we know..." The nameless lady, the professor of divination, murmured.
"I know a person who also masters the art of making psychic guns, and he happens to be a science professor."
"Science?" Maiwen, the reckless man, tilted his head and asked.
"A discipline that believes in numbers and logic... was popular in the old days." The old professor said with emotion, and asked Professor Chris: "Can I meet him?"
"I'm afraid not, he is not suitable for appearing in bright places." Professor Chris replied, looking down at Lu Li.
