CH 61

When Huai Shi put down his teacup, he suddenly felt a clear sense of the world.

He didn't know whether to say he was relieved or had gained some enlightenment.

He was calm like a meditating monk.

There was no fluctuation in his heart, as if he had seen through the world.

Soon, he realized and looked down at the purple ripple in the teacup, "What is this?"

"A special spiritual narcotic."

Crow raised his wings and pointed to the remaining tube on the table, "I picked some scraps of the crying snake's horn and made two tubes, you can have them if you like."

"A narcotic?" Huai Shi asked, "What is it used for?"

"I'm trying to think..." Crow thought for a moment, "If a physical narcotic blocks pain, then it temporarily eliminates desire."

After taking it, in a short period of time, you won't feel angry, lost, or sad, and at the same time, you won't feel happy, joyful, or pleased.

According to the creator of the potion: what hinders people from pursuing enlightenment is their innate instincts and emotions. Only by losing all of this, can one gain calmness and true rationality from the void."

"Then what?"

"Then do whatever you want."

"It's just a sedative, what magical effect can it have?"

"But sometimes this calmness that is not disturbed by external things is the most precious thing, at least the choices made in this situation will not make people regret. As for other effects, they are secondary."

"So it's like a regret medicine?"

"It should be called a 'no-regret medicine'." Crow asked, "How do you feel?"

"Very good."

Huai Shi breathed a sigh of relief and found a comfortable position on the chair, finally feeling tired and sleepy.

It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, it was time to sleep.

"So-"

Crow asked, "Did you gain anything?"

"Nothing, except for this."

Huai Shi waved his hand and threw the platinum ring with the engraved names of his parents on the table. The ring with broken diamonds circled around on the table and then fell down, becoming calm in the rotation.

Showing the two names engraved inside the ring.

"My parents are probably dead."

In silence, Huai Shi looked down at his parents' wedding ring, finally accepting this reality.

Crow shook his head, "Maybe they pawned it?"

"Maybe."

"It could also be lost?"

"There is a possibility."

Huai Shi nodded, "Thank you for the medicine, I feel much better now."

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"Don't say thank you." Crow shook her head, "It's just what a contractor should do."

"I'm going to bed now, are you still busy?"

"I probably have to work overtime." Crow turned around and looked at the dim light rising in the reaction vessel, "The last stage is almost done.

You should rest, Huai Shi, have a good night's sleep, everything will pass."

"Okay."

Huai Shi got up and walked towards the bedroom, but when he stepped on the stairs, he saw the white mark on the wall where the family portrait used to hang, and his footsteps stopped.

For a long time.

He said, "I really miss them."

"I know."

Crow turned her back to him and didn't say anything else, only the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away.

She quietly watched the boiling metal light in the crucible, listening to the echoing sound like the sound of the sea. Like a patient farmer, waiting for the moment of maturity.

The miracle from the abyss was silently brewing in the vessel.In no time, Huai Shi's development period would come to an end.

This was the final step in all the completion remedies, laying the foundation for the Holy Mark.

If development always accompanied growth, then growth often meant pain. This pain was worth remembering and experiencing, and it would be engraved in the body along with the miracle.

"Sleep, Huai Shi."

The black bird whispered softly, "I promise this is the last cruel education. From now on, you will have a bright future."

As for the unexpected guest...

Let the "host" here handle it.

Half an hour ago, in the collapsed sacrificial site.

In the inner room filled with stones, Wang Hai's corpse suddenly twitched.

The dagger stuck in his heart quietly shattered, turning into black dust and merging into the cooled blood.

Then, a sticky liquid slowly flowed out of the dead body, gradually condensing into an illusionary shadow.

Like a struggling moth breaking out of its cocoon, it wriggled greedily, sucking up the blood on the ground, devouring the corpses one by one, and screaming in pain.

"It's all your fault..."

A mournful voice came from his throat, sharp and high-pitched, "It's all your fault... you... dying... we will all die..."

The gluttonous seed implanted in this body since baptism finally sprouted in death, and the border alien species made up of source material carried the host's last hatred from death.

Just like what the Lord said to Wang Hai.

The last mercy of the Holy God descends here.

Even if the miracle from the abyss will never bring happiness and peace.

"Hate... I... hate..."

Tears of blood flowed down the twisted face that resembled Wang Hai's, and the shadow crawled on the ground, whimpering like a deformed hound, rolling in pain.

Until finally, it found a small button from the crevice.

"I found it..."

It licked the button that fell on the boy's sleeve, and exclaimed with joy and madness, "Found it... found you!!!"

In an instant, the shadows boiled, swallowing the button, wriggling wildly, passing through the tiny cracks, and returning to the earth.

The sight of a shadow passing over the ground could not be seen at all.

After getting rid of the bondage of matter, it was already too fast to be discerned by the naked eye.

It leaped straight over the sleeping city, constantly bypassing various obstacles, paying no attention to the people passing by, and rushing straight to the Stone Museum.

In the end, it passed through the gloomy forest, stopped outside the iron gate.

Under the moonlight, the shadow on the ground twisted hungrily, constantly rushing forward, but it could never pass through the empty iron gate that was large enough for a wild cat to come and go freely.

Until finally, it jumped up and drilled into the crack in the wall, jumping into the overgrown courtyard, and crawling towards Huai Shi's locked room in hunger.

There was a popping sound, like the sound of a bubble bursting.

It was knocked away.

In the broken window on the side of the main building, a pale face and a twisted body were reflected.

It was like the organs of seven or eight people were randomly stitched together, several hands and feet twisting randomly, the huge mouth in the abdomen constantly opening and closing, dripping blood-like saliva.

It also reflected the figure blocking it.

In the dirty glass, only a slender figure could be seen.

One could vaguely distinguish the tattered suit on his body, the meticulous knot on the broken collar, and the monocle on his nose.At this moment, it was as if the patrolling guard saw a thief trying to climb over the wall, and the unmistakable anger was displayed on the seemingly empty face.

The lips opened and closed, sending a silent warning.

Get out!

The completely out-of-control erosion body let out a scream, flailing its limbs wildly, and pressing forward step by step. So, the figure raised its left hand.

The five fingers slowly closed together.

Silently, an invisible force converged towards the center, like a collision of iron walls, crushing the ghostly thing into a lump of rotten sauce.

Immediately after, the lump of rotten sauce burst into flames without any fire, leaving only a wisp of black smoke that disappeared into the air.

The button that fell on the ground, however, was carefully picked up, washed clean in front of the water pipe, and then wiped repeatedly by the figure with an old towel until it was clean. It was placed in a box in the backyard storeroom.

The button was placed carefully and heavily with a few dirty toys, two broken certificates, and old baby photos.

The box closed.

The figure nodded slightly to Crow as a farewell.

Then, it silently disappeared.

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In the silent room, the four-handed Naga sat in front of the mirror, quietly wiping the blood from the wound. After cleaning the withered wound, he took out a small knife and scraped off the lifeless rotten flesh bit by bit.

Until the ghastly skeleton underneath was exposed.

He bent down, opened the box on the floor, hesitated for a moment, and took out a tube of red potion. After opening the seal, he gritted his teeth and poured the boiling metal-like solution onto the wound.

With a sizzling sound, Naga convulsed violently, letting out a muffled roar. His long tail twitched, almost turning the entire bathroom into a mess.

Finally, the metallic solution settled on the skeleton, merging with the flesh and blood, as if it were a newly formed muscle, inseparable from each other.

Apart from the terrible gap in the scales, there were no other scars visible.

He let out a sigh of relief as if he was drained, and deactivated the Holy Mark. The burly snake-man in the mirror slowly shrank, and even the two extra arms retracted into the shoulder blades.

The man named Halo was panting, drenched in sweat, looking at himself in the mirror for a long time. He splashed cold water on his face and finally took two steps back, slumped in a chair, his face pale.

After a long time, he picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Boss," he said, "I think I messed up."

"Did you slip up?"

"No, everyone who knew is dead, but when I was cleaning up, I ran into two Sublimators. I don't know where they came from."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and Qi Wen sighed regretfully:

"Then we'll have to use the backup plan..."

The call ended.