After drinking a glass of blood, Nikita's face finally gained a trace of color.
Zheng Qing was chewing the blood-tonifying pills Thomas fed him, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He still remembered that when he went to Damingfang to purchase in his freshman year, he used blood sacrifice to refine the Dharma book in Shangyuan Bookshop, which caused
When he showed symptoms of excessive blood loss, Thomas gave him a blood-replenishing pill.
It's just that this time, he couldn't feel the same way he had last time, in every sense of the word. If he had known at that time that the patient and meticulous interviewer next to him would one day tie him to the test table and slice him, then he would eventually
Whether or not I will choose to come to First University suddenly becomes an unknown question.
All we can say is that things in the world are impermanent and fate has its way with people.
"Bring that thing." Thomas' instructions came to his ears.
The little banshee who was lying next to Nikita's bed suddenly jumped up, quickly jumped into the darkness, and soon returned to the laboratory owner with a plate.
Although he was lying on the test table, Zheng Qing could still feel the coldness emanating from the plate. From his angle, he could only see that the plate contained a fist-sized, snow-white lump that looked like lard soap.
I noticed the boy's gaze.
Thomas thoughtfully lowered the lifting height slightly so that Zheng Qing could see more clearly: "This is the physical tissue I cultured in the laboratory using your skin scraps..."
As he spoke, he squeezed out the remaining half of the blood bit by bit and dripped it onto the piece of 'snow-white flesh'.
The piece of meat suddenly glowed with a bright red color. For a moment, Zheng Qing felt that it was almost coming to life, as if he could hear the pounding sound of the heart from the piece of meat in the next second.
But immediately, an unpleasant smell spread. The snow-white ice cube seemed to have been poured with hot water, or like metal corroded by strong acid. It melted rapidly under the erosion of blood, turned black, and emitted wisps of odor.
A black smell visible to the naked eye.
"As expected."
Thomas sighed softly, looked at Zheng Qing, and said with a hint of apology: "It seems that only the ones taken from you are active..."
Ah!
On another test platform, Nikita made a clear mocking sound.
"Now that you've done it, do it thoroughly. This is the basic requirement for dark wizards." She obviously felt that the master of the laboratory was doing something unnecessary.
Thomas glanced at her and corrected him seriously: "I am not a dark wizard."
"Yeah?"
The sarcasm in the banshee's tone became even stronger: "What do you think is the act of kidnapping a school student, using his flesh and blood as a drug, and conducting unreported black magic experiments?"
The laboratory suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
The little banshee and Zheng Qingqing rolled their eyes, looked at Thomas, and then at Nikita, and kept quiet obediently.
a long time.
Until the white snow completely turned into a pile of black ash.
Thomas's faint voice sounded again.
"It's love."
He put away the cold tray, opened the blood-drawing instrument again, lowered his eyelids, and said in a very soft voice: "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod, your
They all comfort me①... The time I spend with you is always dazzling, because the weather is good, because the weather is bad, because the weather is just right, every day is shining②.
So I want to do more happy things with you - drinking beer and cheering at the hunting ground, camping in the ice field, looking up at the stars and the aurora, eating strawberry mousse and small roast chicken, and collecting water plants by the river in spring.
The little yellow flowers, stuffing those little flowers into the belly of the fish and frying them, and serving them with siren rum with soda water - these images make me feel wonderful just thinking about them."
In the empty and quiet laboratory there was only Thomas' murmur.
It was obviously a trivial matter, but he said it was so happy.
The little banshee's eyes lit up when she heard this.
Nikita suppressed her blush.
But Zheng Qing only felt sour and sad.
"Why did you enter the Starry Sky Academy in the first place?" He complained in a very destructive manner - in his impression, the Starry Sky Academy was a group of lunatics who only knew how to fight. For a passionate person like Thomas, even if he did not enter the Jiuyou Academy
, you should also go to Alpha Academy.
puff!
The little succubus who was forced to interrupt halfway through the romance drama was furious. She jumped up and turned into a big snake again, hissing her tongue and looking at the boy lying on the test table with evil eyes.
Zheng Qing curled his lips.
——If you dare, bite me.
Thomas' mood was interrupted by the boy's rhetorical question. He paused and then looked up at Nikita: "...If I really plan to be a black wizard, I will act more like a white wizard than a real white wizard. I
I will hibernate quietly and conduct experiments quietly, and will not do stupid things like abducting students for the sake of certain memories from the past."
The banshee lying on the test table turned her face away from Thomas's eyes.
"You finally admitted that you did something stupid," she muttered in a low voice, looking very unsure of herself: "I'm glad we finally reached an agreement on this point."
Zheng Qing couldn't see the two people's behavior in front of him.
"What about Gan Ning?"
He rudely interrupted the subtle feeling in the air again and spoke loudly: "You are here for love. Why did Gan Ning become a crow? He is already a lecturer in the school and has a bright future. Why should he take the risk?
Wanted by the Alliance and imprisoned by Dan Hager in the risk area of the Black Prison as a crow?"
He has thought about this issue many times and discussed it with Xiao Xiao and others.
According to Xiao Xiao's opinion, the crow's fall was partly in pursuit of more powerful magic, but partly because he made a wrong move and was involuntarily dragged into it.
Thomas did not give such a simple answer.
He fed Zheng Qing another blood-tonifying pill.
"I wonder if you have heard of the name Hilma Af Clint." The owner of the laboratory massaged Zheng Qing's chest and limbs while turning his head and looking at the hanging machine above Nikita's head.
A painting.
Zheng Qing followed his gaze.
It was an abstract tempera painting. In the center of the red base were several nested ring shapes of different colors. The left side was black and white, and the right side was sky blue, bright yellow and light red.
"Hilma is a Scandinavian witch and a famous occult master. Her reputation as a witch is known to many people even in the white world... Of course, the white people all thought that she had been involved in the tram accident in 1944.
Died."
After Thomas introduced the author of the painting very carefully, he began to analyze the painting: "Just like this "Swan"... Yes, although it looks very abstract, the painting is indeed a swan, a swan.
The swan is just taking a nap on the lake with its neck bent, its goose-yellow feet playing with the sky-blue water, and its red crown hidden under its black wings."
ps ①② are all quotes, ① seems to be from a hymn or the Bible, ② is it from a TV series or song?... I forgot the specific details. If you are interested, you can find it yourself~~~