Chapter 41-41- Another Spring is Coming

Over the next few days, Yvette began a massive cleanup of all the third-order aberrations and hives on the entire island of Ish, determined to devour them all and turn them into shriveled shells.

In the process of carrying out this action, Yvette gradually mastered the various details of her unique ability.

For example, increasing the thickness, length, or number of tentacles significantly increases the consumption of distortion factors. Furthermore, the concentration of distortion factors in the bodies of first-stage distortions is quite low, so sometimes the distortion factors absorbed after launching a tentacle attack are less than what was spent.

For example, the tentacles' hardening ability is not only used for attack, but also very good for defense. So from the perspective of improving combat power, she may need to learn some close combat or fighting knowledge from Rosaline - in any field, the master is the master, and although the master-disciple relationship will be reversed, she does not think she will feel ashamed.

What made Yvette feel even more strange was that she discovered that there was a new thing in her body, similar to a magic core, and the source was the distortion factor.

So, the distortion factors that spread, invaded and assimilated wantonly in other distorted organisms, when they came to her, they automatically aggregated and lost their original activity, becoming a core that could be used at will?

Why is this?

Speaking of which, at the moment when her consciousness sank during the complete distortion, she remembered that she had chosen a piece of black tentacle and given up a ball of black and red liquid in the depths of the dark ocean.

What is the connection between these two things?

Is it an optional evolutionary direction?

She completely didn't understand it, and had no way of understanding it, so she quickly gave up thinking about these things and instead named the second core in her body the "distortion core", and the power contained in it was simply called "distortion magic".

Well, this can be considered as the dual cultivation of magic and mutation.

…

The cleanup operation lasted four days, starting in the northernmost city of Luya, continuing to Gray Harbor and Ish, then back to the Ish Mountains and the Corrupted Forest. During this long journey, a total of seven third-stage aberrations perished in the pure white tentacles' devouring clutches.

Rosalyn didn't help at all. The whole process was that the teacher walked up to the aberration, bombarded it with spells to weaken it, then cast a tentacle to start eating evilly, and then repeated the process to move on to the next one.

Since mana can be replenished during the absorption process, the teacher who was almost killed by insects due to exhaustion of magic power has become a perpetual motion machine of spells, and no longer has to worry about running out of mana.

However, according to the teacher's explanation, the accident in the Corrupted Forest was not entirely due to her planning error, because the six-armed demon in its prime was indeed a bit too strong. After sweeping all the third-order deformers on the island, she still believed that the six-armed demon was far ahead in strength and infinitely close to the legendary fourth stage. This information gap was the root cause of her near death.

Rosalyn didn't think anything of it at first. Although she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she believed in her teacher's words unconditionally and never doubted them.

But later, every time the teacher mentioned the life-and-death crisis, he would subconsciously emphasize it over and over again. It didn't seem like he was talking to his students, but rather like he was trying to convince himself.

It was obvious that the teacher was still brooding over the imperfect and life-threatening ending of that battle, she thought, but she didn't know how to comfort the teacher.

Because the fact is, they were lucky, so they did not undergo deformation, and even evolved in the opposite direction. Otherwise, they would have been waiting in line to be reincarnated in the underworld by now.

So, perhaps only time can heal the teacher's psychological trauma.

…

After the big cleanup was over, the crisis was resolved and the former leisure and comfort returned to the manor.

And unlike before, this time, Ish Island was truly safe. All the high-risk areas had been thoroughly cleaned up by Yvette. Not to mention her, even if Rosalin were to hike alone on the island, her life would definitely not be in danger - unless she ran into the sea, but that was another situation.

But just when Rosalyn thought that the days had calmed down again, the next morning after the big cleanup, as soon as she got up, she saw Yvette sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, hesitant to speak.

"Good morning, teacher. You got up so early today~" Rosalyn greeted and walked towards the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Then she heard the teacher call her in a somewhat strange tone: "...Rosaline."

"Uh-huh!"

"are you free?"

"Huh?" Rosalyn turned her head in surprise and said, "Teacher, if you need anything, I'll always have it."

"Then come out later and teach me some swordsmanship." Yvette looked out the window.

"Ah?" Rosalyn suspected that she had heard wrongly. In her eyes, the teacher was an omniscient genius. How could she be so worthy as to be able to teach the teacher anything?

But she immediately became happy and nodded vigorously.

…

Just like that, the learning courses on swordsmanship, cold weapons, and various close combat skills began abruptly this morning.

During this process, Yvette gradually realized that seeking advice from students with the mentality of "the one who is more accomplished should be the teacher" was not as easy as she had imagined.

Because the biggest factor is that she is a genius in the eyes of her students, but she is not.

Her knowledge of runes, and the foundation of her knowledge in various fields, came from over two hundred years of imprisonment in the Abyss Base. In that place, bathed in a shimmering blue light, she had little to do each day: daydreaming, reading, cleaning, practicing spells. The days passed by like that. All her knowledge was acquired through the long hours of hard work there.

And what happens after you leave there?

During the decades on Ish Island, ever since she discovered there were no mutants posing a threat, she had completely given up. She'd scoured the island for books on various specialized subjects, but her progress was slow. She'd been lucky to read for two hours a day. While she'd also taken up some activities like renovating the manor, gardening, and repairing cars, her core goal was to improve her quality of life—to live in a luxurious house, eat delicious food, ride on a long-range magic motorcycle, and have electricity at night to light up the ruined streets surrounding the manor.

Yes, in essence, she is not a genius witch who knows everything, but a lazy person with mediocre talent, who relies on time to gain experience, lacks initiative when she becomes comfortable, and will feel at ease to let students serve her.

Now, when she had no external threats and was already invincible on the Island of Ish, it was really a very challenging thing for her to start from scratch, follow her students, work from nine to five, and practice the techniques of cold weapons. What's more, she learned very slowly.

But she still decided to stick with it, even if she lost her original divine idol image in front of her students.

As for why, it was probably the threat of imminent death that caused her to develop PTSD and she didn't want something like this to happen again.

If it were six years ago, she probably wouldn't be like this. Sometimes she would even think to herself, "I'm dead, no big deal." In this uninhabited world full of monsters, staying on a ruined island with no way out, living for hundreds or thousands of years, what's the point? She might as well reincarnate at the speed of light, maybe even cross over again.

But now, she thought, she must at least ensure the safety of her students, until one day, years or decades from now, the aurora reappears and the Residual Abyss reopens, and she can send her students home safely. Then, no matter what she does, she won't have any worries.

However, sometimes she would be curious. This special astronomical phenomenon that only appears once every hundred years, she would let it go, but could Rosaline really encounter it again in her lifetime?

If we never meet again, won’t there really be a scene in the future where the elderly send off the elderly?

The thought of that tragic sentiment based on the theory of lifespan made her feel uncomfortable. She even began to consider going out to sea in the future, exploring the wider world in search of the aurora. However, considering the treacherous ocean conditions, it seemed unlikely that such a plan would be launched within ten years. However, she could consider exploring the deeper underground of the Abyss Base again.

…

In this way, the years passed and half a year went by in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, another spring has arrived.

(End of this chapter)