Co-translator: Blu
In the quiet library, the sun shone through the small window on the walls and fell on books that hadn’t been viewed for a long time. Dust fluttered under the light and time seemed to stop.
With so much reading material, it could be seen that this family had really been glorious, with their own era of prosperity.
Zhou Yu's emerald eyes widened as he looked at one of the bookshelves neatly arranged with grimoires and smiled.
Great, there were so many books! He didn’t even have to rush the trip to Kailans, the magic capital of Toria, anymore.
Zhou Yu turned to look at the proud and expectant old man and smiled, "I wonder if your distinguished self would like to make a deal with me?"
The old man shook his head and firmly said: "No transaction needed. As long as you’re willing, you can take these books away! You just have to agree to be my apprentice!"
Zhou Yu smiled and looked down, "Then, that’s really unfortunate. My humble self actually doesn’t have much interest in alchemy, and I think the only reason why your distinguished self wants to accept me as an apprentice, en, is to return to the Capital and become the chief alchemist? "
The old man's eyes darkened and he was silent for a while and finally spoke in a righteous manner, "It's not because of that ... I'm old and not so eager for power and influence anymore. I just want to prove that my alchemy is correct! Let those people who look down on me and slander me regret it! Let the world know that my method is right!"
"Is your method human experimentation?" Zhou Yu indifferently mentioned the theme of the alchemy practice that the old man had been hiding.
"!!!!!!"
The old man was shocked and his forehead dripped with cold sweat. How did this young man know!
He’d intended to lie and get the youth’s trust first, then telling him the truth after pulling him into the water and making him learn his alchemy. (Blu: To pull someone into the water is to drag them into your scheme)
But now, everything was over.
No one would want to be an apprentice to an infamous practitioner of human experimentation.
He was doomed.
"Actually, I don't think human experiments are completely wrong, as long as they are not ** experiments." (S: asterisks were in the raws)
In the current era, alchemists also served as doctors, blindly superstitious and alchemists who knew nothing about the structure of the human body had accidentally killed many patients who’d only had minor illnesses.
The advanced Western medicine from the modern world didn’t exist at all here. Some medical procedures only involved infusions of gold or bloodletting treatments. The treatment methods were extremely primitive and unsanitary.
Zhou Yu watched the old man's face change slightly and he sighed in his heart.
This old man must have done ** experiments. Hah, sure enough, in this world where the concept of morals was weak, it was impossible for pure scholars to make a living. Even this old man who seemed to be moving towards science was stained with the blood of his fellow humans.
"You can prove to the world that you are right! As long as you expound upon some facts that already exist."
"But I’m old. I can’t dissect the human body, calculate the size of each bone and the distribution of each internal organ as quickly as when I was young." The old man dejectedly sat on the carpet in the library.
He has given up on his plans to accept Zhou Yu as an apprentice.
He knew that this young man was very clever, he wouldn’t follow him on this blood-stained path where he would be condemned by the public.
"What if I said that I could rejuvenate you?" Zhou Yu came to the bookshelf full of magic books and ran his fingers across those thick covers.
The sorcery he learned from Feng Xing was perfect for the current situation.
The old man with his head down suddenly raised his head, hesitating.
"I have an alchemy potion. In exchange for your soul, you can regain your youth, but you can't do any more ** experiments later, otherwise it will accelerate the aging process. How about it? These books in exchange for that potion. Are you willing?" Zhou Yu looked at the old man's cloudy eyes, his gaze containing a touch of indifference.
These restrictions were - of course - true, but the thing mentioned wasn’t potion, but a gu, that could burn the ‘essence’ within the human body, which was what the people in this world believed to be the ‘soul’. (Blu: gu - a legendary venomous insect. From legends, you make a gu by stuffing all sorts of insects into a container and seal it. The insects will fight and devour each other. The last one left is called ‘gu’ and is supposed to be the most poisonous. In some novels I’ve read, there is also a ‘mother’ gu and child ‘gu’. They are akin to a queen ant and worker ants, meaning, there can be a lot of child gu but only one mother gu, who controls all the child gu.)
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In a small two-story building in the slums, Franken walked out of the guest room and quietly nestled in the living room, waiting for his Creator's return.
He knew that his Creator had a lot of work to do, so he wouldn't complain, but was just that he occasionally felt a bit lonely.
Looking dully at the fluff on the carpet, Franken remembered that vague memory from a few days earlier.
He recalled standing in the living room like he was now. After he was distracted for a moment, he walked into the basement involuntarily and kissed the Creator. The Creator hated him because of that and only finally changed his attitude yesterday.
In fact, he could feel that existence that came to him and even vaguely realized the relationship between them —— that unknown existence was the main body and he was a trivial fragment.
Who is he? Was he just a clone of that soul?
Franken's original clear eyes slowly filled with deep blue. However, he was unwilling. He was the life created by the Creator. He didn't want to return to the main body and didn't want to lose his consciousness and his beloved Creator.
He wanted to be the main body, not a fragment that could disappear at any time!
Outside the house, a group of people in black robes came knocking on the door.
The cultist who led the group looked at the faintly glowing statue in his hand and nodded at the person beside him.
"For the glory of our Lord!"
Bang ——
A loud noise sounded and the door was smashed to pieces.
Franken woke up from his contemplation and looked up, his eyes full of murderous intent.
Who is it? Daring to break into the Creator's house!
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Little Theater:
Franken: (Lifts up the knife and fork) I'm going to rebel!
Cthulhu: (Raising tentacles) I kill myself!
Zhou Yu: (cold.jpg) Where is Feng Xing?
Cthulhu and Franken: (Baby is grieved but the baby doesn't say .jpg) Do you feel bad about your wife?
Zhou Yu: (Walk away indifferently)
Spiritual World Consciousness: emmm
Cthulhu's world consciousness: Emmm, Big brother , to be honest, I also want to hit you a bit, you see what kind of young people you will divide into!
Spiritual world consciousness: (takes out glue) Dad will stick him back together?
Cthulhu's world consciousness: (The smoke in the vicissitudes of the place) Big brother, I think it's time to call an ambulance first.
(In the distance, Cthulhu and Franken are already on the street)
Spiritual world consciousness: (wow crying) Wow! You cub! You! You! (Fainted) Dad ... a little **** ...
Cthulhu's world consciousness: (vicissitudes playing 120)