After the Immortal Master killed his wife to prove his truth, he regretted it (Part 2) "Don't...
After getting the assistant's information, I thought about whether I should confront him.
Whatever he wants, I will naturally give it to him as much as possible.
But after thinking about it for a long time, I gave up.
The assistant has said many times that there are some things he cannot say and that I can only see and discover them. I wonder if the secrets about him are also part of these “unspeakable” things.
I didn't dare take any risks with him, and just thought that I could give him a hint when I had the chance.
He has been with me for so many years and is already familiar with all the hidden meanings I say. I believe he can understand.
Now, all I can do is continue to expand my business empire upwards until all creatures in the small world can use the products of my company.
By then, the assistant who accompanies me will also be noticed by more and more people.
Whether he wants to continue to stay with me or move to a bigger stage, I can make it happen for him.
Whether he needs more attention or needs to be closer to me to keep from disappearing, it can be achieved.
Well... maybe at that time, I can collect our fan fiction from the authors of the novel website under my name, and then ask someone to write a biography for us and record our story.
These stories will spread to all parts of the world through my products.
It makes me smile to think that our love story is out there for everyone to hear.
Father, you are a little inferior this time.
Booking all the big screens in the world is nothing. This time, I want to book all the big screens in the world so that everyone can witness our story together.
…
With a higher purpose, I move my business forward faster.
I have been very busy recently, so busy that I seldom think about the fact that I am still the immortal’s “love tribulation”.
Originally, I didn’t plan to spend too much time on the Immortal Master. I left professional matters to professionals.
Only occasionally, when I go to the research institute, I will stop by to see him.
Xianzun is currently placed in a separate room with several researchers taking care of him.
All in all, he was quite well-behaved. Under the guidance of the researchers, he learned to wear modern clothes and use modern tools to wash.
The initial plan of the special department was to allow him to receive modern education.
The appeal of culture is beyond imagination. When he gets used to the convenience of modern technology and more advanced thoughts and culture, even if his memory is restored, he is unlikely to take direct action on this world. Or, at least, he will hesitate before taking action.
This slight hesitation was enough.
This is the worst possible scenario.
A better scenario is that, through education and cultural contact, the Immortal Venerable may develop a sense of cultural identity and a sense of belonging to this world.
According to Jiang Qingshu, it is common for cultivators to lose their memory when they are undergoing tribulations. Amnesia itself is one of the tribulations. Only by losing one's memory and forgetting one's past identity can one more deeply experience the ups and downs of life and comprehend the great truth.
Many cultivators, because the shock caused by what they encounter after losing their memories is too great and creates too strong a sense of disconnection from their past, will develop obsessions, which in turn give rise to inner demons.
If the Immortal Lord could develop a favorable impression of this world, or even have the desire to protect it, when what he wants to protect and what he wants to destroy are the same thing, the obsession of tearing them apart would give rise to a demon in his heart.
If the Immortal Venerable is willing to integrate into this world or establish good connections with this world, everyone will be happy.
If the Immortal Lord is determined to destroy this world, the inner demon he gave birth to will also buy time for this world to save itself.
While allowing the Immortal Master to come into contact with the culture of this world, the research institute is also conducting research on him with the premise of not causing irreversible damage to his body.
In fact, he originally wanted to see if he could get some martial arts techniques from him, but Jiang Qingshu stopped this plan first.
In ancient times, inherited things like martial arts techniques were engraved into the soul.
Asking about the inheritance is equivalent to touching his soul, and this stimulation will cause his memory to recover prematurely.
At that time, not only will he not be able to ask for the skills, but he will also be facing an angry Immortal Lord. This is really not a wise move.
After much consideration, they could only conduct simple biological research and physical tests on the Immortal Master.
For example, by taking a few strands of hair, a few fingernails, the researchers also tricked someone into giving them a tube of blood.
The results of the test were very surprising.
The activity of his body cells is terrifyingly high, his self-healing ability is extremely strong, and the toughness and strength of his body tissues are higher than the best synthetic metals in this world.
This is simply a monster. No wonder Jiang Qingshu said that we must seize the initiative.
But correspondingly, the Genetic Research Department has also found a new research direction. Perhaps by modifying genes, they can strengthen the human body without practicing, and achieve genetic health.
When I visited the institute, I went to see him.
He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and black trousers, listening to the researcher's lecture. He was so well-behaved that it was hard to associate him with the legendary immortal who could destroy the world.
The researchers who took care of him were also dressed in black and white, and most of them wore formal clothes instead of protective clothing.
According to the director, the Immortal Lord seemed to have some aversion to protective clothing, perhaps it was related to his experience when he just woke up.
In addition, the Immortal Lord also has a special reaction to singing.
When he heard the singing, he was sometimes furious, sometimes sad and heartbroken, and sometimes happy, but these emotions had nothing to do with the songs themselves. According to the memory dream report I provided, perhaps the music awakened his forgotten memories.
After all, the song that he couldn't sing was also one of his obsessions.
When I looked at him, I saw him from afar, through the crowd and the window.
But he was incredibly sharp, his eyes looking straight in my direction.
The researcher who was giving a lecture called him. He was stunned for a long time before turning his head away. However, his mind was not on the blackboard. He kept looking at me subconsciously.
I looked at his condition and left without any further contact.
Originally, the communication between the Immortal Lord and me was limited to this.
It was not until about half a month after the Immortal Master was arrested that the research institute contacted me urgently.
"Boss, the Immortal Venerable is on the rampage, and a researcher has been kidnapped!"
I frowned when I heard that, and quickly got in my car and headed to the research institute.
After arriving at the research institute, I saw the Immortal Lord surrounded in the center through the researchers wearing special protective clothing.
His eyes were red, as if he had been crying, or as if he was extremely angry and his eyes were bloodshot.
He pinched the neck of the researcher in a full suit and stroked his face, looking like he was both crying and laughing.
"Don't cry. If you cry you won't be like him anymore."
The veins on my forehead were throbbing.
This Immortal Lord has called so many people here, just to let everyone watch him create substitute literature?
What did my employee do wrong? Why was he being strangled for no reason?
Where is the ruthless path you promised?
At this moment, the Immortal Lord seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head and looked at me.
His hands suddenly began to tremble violently, and he dropped the researcher to the ground.
I felt something was wrong.
Could it be that I am the original version of the substitute?
The Immortal Venerable slowly stood up, looked at me, and spoke word by word.
“You’re finally here.”
...Tsk.
I knew it.
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