Chapter 131
"Drink this potion, and your body will temporarily return to normal function."
Chen Yaoshan handed over a bottle of dark green medicine. The liquid in the glass bottle swayed gently, and its texture was like quicksand, reflecting tiny bits of light, which was very beautiful.
A long time ago, Chen Yaoshan's code name in the Heretic Monitoring Bureau was [Pharmacist]. He could expend his energy to make various potions, including this special life potion.
"Its efficacy is so strong that it can bring the dead back to life, but it only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. Once the effect wears off, the person will still die." Chen Yaoshan sighed, "It's usually used in a final suicide attack when the whole group is about to be wiped out."
Cen Xun took the glass bottle and looked down at the beautiful liquid inside: "How long will it take for me to be effective?"
Chen Yaoshan calculated: "Four hours at most."
This means that four hours after taking this potion, Cen Xun's body will completely disintegrate.
After Chen Yaoshan left, Cen Xun shook the life potion in the glass bottle thoughtfully and remained silent.
Unknown things are always frightening. Apart from those legitimate reasons, wasn't it also out of his own selfish motives that he suppressed the progress of his awakening?
Becoming a human is good, but becoming a monster is not necessarily so.
Changing the status quo means unknown changes, possible changes in relationships, and deterioration of feelings.
Although Cen Xun spoke frivolously to Feng Jihan, in fact, even Cen Xun himself was not sure whether he would change his opinion of Feng Jihan after changing his form, and whether he would hurt Feng Jihan.
It shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't become so weak.
Cen Xun thought almost bewilderedly.
The surface of the glass bottle brought a hint of coldness. Cen Xun tightened his fingers and pursed his pale lips into a straight line.
Feng Jihan saw this scene as soon as he entered the room. Cen Xun was holding the potion in his hand, with his long silky hair hanging down, staring at the bottle of potion in a daze.
"Chen Yaoshan gave you the potion?" Feng Jihan put down the plate in his hand and sat down on the edge of the bed. Several strands of puppet silk immediately emerged from under the quilt and wrapped around his body affectionately.
Feng Jihan let the puppet threads entangle him, his eyes swept over Cen Xun's expressionless pale face, and deliberately teased him: "Would you like to try the cake? You may not be able to taste sweetness in the future."
Feng Jihan was simply talking about something irrelevant. Cen Xun said coldly, "I will never eat cake again in my life."
Feng Jihan was confused. Seeing that Cen Xun looked unhappy and didn't seem to be faking it, he took the plate of cake and asked tentatively, "Then I can eat it myself?"
Cen Xun remained unmoved and didn't even glance at the cake in his hand.
Feng Jihan really ate it himself, stared at Cen Xun for a while, suddenly leaned over and kissed Cen Xun tenderly for a while.
Cen Xun tasted the sweetness on his tongue, as well as a hint of cream.
"Eating something sweet can make you feel better." After the kiss ended, Feng Jihan did not immediately pull away. Instead, he leaned against Cen Xun's forehead and said, "Are you feeling better now, Teacher Cen?"
Cen Xun said gloomily, "No."
Feng Jihan said with a smile: "How about some more dessert?"
Cen Xun looked at him and acquiesced.
Feng Jihan's kiss gradually moved down, passing by Cen Xun's chin and rolling Adam's apple, unbuttoning his clothes, and his hot lips finally fell on Cen Xun's chest covered with black veins.
These black veins were like cracks on a statue, starting from Cen Xun's heart and spreading to all parts of his body.
At first, the crack only appeared on the left side of the chest.
When Feng Jihan discovered that the cracks on Cen Xun's body had moved to his right chest, he was able to confirm that the Cen Xun of the Sishen Village was a mirror image.
Feng Jihan turned his head and listened to the heartbeat in the chest. He was silent for a while, then suddenly said without a word, "I love you."
Cen Xun was stroking his silver hair that fell on him from time to time. Hearing this, he paused: "Why are you suddenly saying this?"
Feng Jihan's ears turned slightly red under his silver hair: "It just suddenly occurred to me."
Cen Xun's hand fell on Feng Jihan's face, and he suddenly realized that Feng Jihan actually had the same worries as him.
Worried about being forgotten by him, worried about the relationship between them changing.
Cen Xun remained silent, and Feng Jihan also remained silent.
They spent these last moments in silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jihan said softly, "See you at Sishen Village at nine o'clock in the evening."
Cen Xun hummed, thought for a moment, and said, "I want to go back to Nightmare University."
Feng Jihan raised his head from his chest, smiled at Cen Xun, and said, "Okay."
On the second-floor balcony, Zhou Mian stared into the distance in a trance. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the side: "Our Xiao Zhou has been in a daze for thirty minutes. What is he thinking about?"
Zhou Mian didn't look at the person beside him, but just whispered: "Thinking about something."
Tong Ming said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of nonsense literature is this? You are not thinking about the matter. Is it me?"
This time, it was strange. Zhou Mian didn't argue with Tong Ming, or even ignore him directly. Instead, he murmured, "I feel a little weird."
"What's strange about that?"
"The prophecy is strange."
"Oh? Tell me about it." Tong Ming put his hand on Zhou Mian's waist with interest.
Zhou Mian ignored Tong Ming's little gesture. He scratched the paint on the iron railing with his hand and lowered his eyes in confusion. "That prophecy is too specific. I've never made such a specific prediction before."
Tong Ming shrugged: "So what? Maybe your level has increased."
"The gift of fate had a price tag from the beginning. He will witness the rebirth of the fallen god, and he will die amidst the fall of countless destinies." Zhou Mian repeated his prophecy, then asked Tong Ming, "Do you think I'm so artistic?"
Tong Ming was actually left speechless by the question.
Yes, Zhou Mian's prophetic style is usually more straightforward. He will directly give better options instead of giving this kind of oracle-like prediction.
Tong Ming's expression became more serious: "So you think there's something wrong here?"
Zhou Mian didn't say yes or no, he just asked: "I'm just a B-level psychic, do you think I can make predictions of this level?"
"Well, it seems that there are indeed many doubts. It seems that someone is deliberately guiding you to make this prediction."
Tong Ming fished a candy out of Zhou Mian's pocket, peeled it, and ate it. He said nonchalantly, "Think about it carefully. The person who deserves the most suspicion is of course Fate. She manipulated you and deliberately made you make this prophecy to shake Fourth Brother's determination to seize the throne. This is also very likely."
Zhou Mian's expression changed slightly. Seeing Tong Ming still eating candy leisurely, he became a little anxious: "If that's the case, don't you think it's a big problem?"
Tong Ming smiled with a sweet smile in his mouth: "Xiao Zhou, you still don't know my fourth brother very well. You can think of this, do you think he hasn't thought of it?"
"Let her be shaken. Being able to shake my fourth brother is a sign of Fate's ability. However, she miscalculated one thing." Tong Ming narrowed his eyes. "She shouldn't have set her sights on Feng Jihan."
"Fourth Brother is known for being petty. If you make him angry, the consequences will be very serious."
Tong Ming shook his head: "He might give up his position as a god, but even if he does, Destiny will never get what she wants."
Zhou Mian was silent for a while, as if he was digesting the information in Tong Ming's words.
Tong Ming looked at Zhou Mian with his eyes downcast as he thought seriously, and his heart couldn't help but move. It was really strange. In the past, he clearly thought that Zhou Mian was average looking, at most a little better looking than an ordinary human. But now he felt that this man was actually becoming more and more pleasing to the eye.
Is it because we've been together for too long?
Tong Ming reached out and stroked the hair on Zhou Mian's forehead. This touch was so severe that Zhou Mian immediately took several steps back like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Tong Ming sighed softly: "Why are you hiding? Come here."
Zhou Mian had no choice but to walk back reluctantly.
Tong Ming deliberately ruffled his hair. Zhou Mian looked up at Tong Ming with messy hair and pursed his lips slightly.
Tong Ming was looked at like this and immediately began to misinterpret his meaning: "What are you looking at? Do you want to be kissed?"
"Zhou Mian slightly turned his eyes away and forced himself to change the subject: "I often had a dream when I was a child."
Tong Ming took a step closer to Zhou Mian: "What dream?"
"It's a dream about a person." Zhou Mian said softly: "I can't see his face clearly, but I know..."
Tong Ming had completely lost his patience, so before he could finish listening to Zhou Mian's words, he lowered his head and kissed the lips he had longed for.
Zhou Mian was unable to finish his next words and could only silently complete the unfinished sentence in his heart.
But I know that he will come to me one day.
If Feng Jihan was a chess piece deliberately sent to Cen Xun by fate, then what about him?
Cen Xun forced himself to go back to Nightmare University and get some things from the office.
Wusa walked into the office and was shocked to see Cen Xun's current state: "Principal, didn't you go to celebrate the atheist's birthday? Why..."
Cen Xun opened the drawer and said without looking up, "Something unexpected happened. I should wake up early."
Wusa was stunned by the news and was at a loss for what to do. "Huh? Awakening early? Does that mean our empire's war will continue?"
"Continue, run all projects normally. I'll be back once I'm fully awakened." Cen Xun finally found what he wanted in the drawer and put it in his pocket. "Secretary Wu, while I'm away, Dean Yun will temporarily take over my affairs."
Theoretically, once Cen Xun fully awakens, his level will be on par with, or even higher than, a Shenxing-level Nightmare Ruler. This means that the Nightmare Ruler's restraint on Cen Xun will be greatly reduced, and whether Cen Xun can maintain lucidity at that time is unknown.
The trouble is that the domain master's condition will affect the condition of his followers. If Cen Xun is unconscious, the condition of his followers will not be very good either.
Therefore, Cen Xun chose Yun Shiqing as the temporary principal. Firstly, Yun Shiqing's [Solid Heart Like a Realm] can effectively resist negative influences. Secondly, Yun Shiqing is more reliable and capable of making correct decisions.
Wusa agreed, and then asked worriedly: "Principal, don't you plan to awaken in your own strange domain?" He seemed to have just heard the principal say that he would come back after awakening.
"I don't plan on that. It's said that when awakened, it will eat people indiscriminately," Cen Xun said calmly, "I don't want to eat my secretary and the dean yet."
After hearing this, Wusa was still a little worried. When he saw Cen Xun open the notebook and start writing, he couldn't help but turn back into a cow cat, circling around Cen Xun's feet reluctantly, raising his head from time to time and meowing coquettishly.
Cen Xun had to lower his head to remind it: "Secretary Cat, I am awakened, not dead."
Wusa put his tail on Cen Xun's ankle and meowed softly.
Cen Xun coughed, helpless about the suddenly clingy cat secretary, so he had to pick up the pen and continue writing.
Wusa waited until he finished writing before she bravely jumped onto Cen Xun's lap, and Cen Xun patted her head.
"Please return this notebook to me when I come back." Cen Xun scratched the cat's chin and handed the notebook to the cat.
Ursa looked up at the principal, and inexplicably saw a hint of uncertainty in those amber eyes.
After a pause, Cen Xun added a qualification: "If I do something bad to atheists."
Ursa twitched the tips of his ears and responded seriously.
At six o'clock in the evening, Cen Xun arrived at the top of the Xuanri Bell Tower.
Most of the sunset has already sunk below the horizon, creating a fiery sunset glow.
Cen Xun recalled the day when he stood at this place, threw the wedding ring in his hand into the raging fire below, and personally built his nightmare university.
His life underwent a drastic change that day.
And today, his life may usher in another unpredictable change.
You should not be afraid, you should not regret, you should not be terrified.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Cen Xun took out a glass bottle and drank the life potion that was sparkling with tiny rays of light.
In the distance, the sun of the nightmare world set.
Cen Xun stretched out his hand, feeling the wind brushing against his palm, and murmured, "What will the future hold?"
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