Chapter 387: Remiel
Bright lights illuminated the night as if it were daytime, and optical technology made the streetlights soft and not glaring.
At the entrance of the hotel.
Remiel took the trench coat that was handed to her and casually draped it over her shoulders:
“No need to see me off.”
“Take care.” Karl nodded:
“I appreciate you taking care of that matter.”
“It’s nothing.” Remiel smiled faintly, waving at the approaching taxi, and casually asked:
“We’ve known each other for so long, this small favor is nothing, but I didn’t expect you to be so interested in genetics.”
“Heh…” Karl laughed:
“I want an answer, but unfortunately, the person who knows won’t tell me, so I have no choice but to find it myself.”
“An answer?” Remiel’s eyes were deep:
“Sometimes it’s better not to know.”
“Buzz…”
The taxi stopped.
Abbott, a ‘Black Wizard’ wearing a taxi company uniform, quickly got out of the car and courteously opened the door.
“Esteemed miss, please get in.”
“Mm.”
Remiel nodded, turned sideways, and slowly stepped into the back seat, lowering the car window to wave goodbye to Karl.
“Miss, where are you going?”
“Inner Court District, 12th Mu Street.”
Inner Court District?
The ‘Black Wizard’s’ eyes flickered slightly.
With the development of technology and the explosion of productivity, it is rare for people to starve to death in this society now.
But that doesn’t mean there are no slums.
The Inner Court District,
is like the slums of Fast City, where most of the people who live there are from the lowest social strata.
Chaos, filth, crime…
All gathered together.
Under the control of the ‘Black Wizard’, the taxi was like a ghost, moving silently forward.
He did not attack Karl.
Just because Karl’s guest looked so much like that person, the ‘Black Wizard’ was unwilling to act rashly.
Committing murder in front of ‘that person’, even if it was just someone who looked like her, made him feel like it was blasphemy.
It’s a crime!
Instead, he disguised himself as a taxi driver to try to get close to the other party.
Carefully driving the car, the ‘Black Wizard’ glanced at Remiel, who had closed her eyes to rest, through the rearview mirror, and couldn’t help but sigh again at how much she looked like her.
“Miss.”
After thinking for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth:
“With your appearance, you can completely leave the Inner Court District. You deserve a better living environment.”
“…” Remiel opened her eyes, her gaze clear, transparent, and pure, just like her temperament:
“Drive carefully, don’t talk too much.”
“Yes.”
The ‘Black Wizard’ subconsciously responded.
Then, his heart tightened. He was the local head of the Pantheon of Gods, a powerful individual with third-order power, yet he was afraid of a little girl.
His fingers twitched, but he ultimately suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart. After all, the other party looked too much like that presence.
So much so that he couldn’t muster any hostility.
“Buzz…”
The taxi stopped in front of an orphanage.
The ‘Black Wizard’ got out of the car, opened the door, and bowed to help Remiel out. He saw several children jumping and approaching.
“Auntie Louis!”
“Teacher!”
“…”
“Good children.” Remiel smiled and took out several exquisitely wrapped candies from her pocket, distributing them to the children:
“Were you all well-behaved today? Did you do your homework properly?”
“We were!”
“We finished it all.”
Several children took the candies with giggles and gathered around Remiel, heading toward the orphanage.
This scene made the ‘Black Wizard’ slightly dazed.
‘A pure angel transformed into an infant, surrounding the god, reporting everything that happened in the mortal world.’
“Miss Louis!”
His heart tightened, and the ‘Black Wizard’ seemed to make a decision, stepping forward and saying:
“Your kindness has moved me. I am willing to sponsor you in building an orphanage in a prosperous area, to provide these children with a better living environment.”
Remiel stopped.
She rubbed the head of the child next to her, told them to go back and rest, and then turned to look at the ‘Black Wizard’.
“Abbott, I remember your daughters are ordinary people?”
?
Abbott suddenly looked up, his body trembling slightly, a surge of warmth welled up in his heart and brought tears to his eyes.
“Lord…”
His lips trembled, tears streaming down his face, and he slowly knelt down, his voice choked with emotion:
“Great Lord!”
He had never said his name from beginning to end, so it wasn’t just that she looked like her, but that she was her!
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“There’s a person named Barrow that you captured, right?”
Remiel said:
“Release him.”
“Yes.”
The ‘Black Wizard’ Abbott replied in a low voice:
“As you command, Lord.”
“Leave here.” Remiel waved her hand:
“Whether rich or poor, every child deserves to be looked forward to, and they shouldn’t be treated differently because of their status.”
“I like it here, and I don’t plan to move.”
“Yes.”
Abbott responded again, not daring to question her words in the slightest. Everything the god did was right.
“Lord!”
“Can your servant come to see you in the future?”
“If I want to see you, you will naturally be able to see me.” Remiel’s voice was calm as she slowly walked towards the orphanage.
“Lord!”
The ‘Black Wizard’ Abbott looked up and asked again:
“That Professor Karl…”
“He is my friend.” Remiel paused slightly, a different emotion in her voice:
“A friend I’ve known for many years.”
Many years?
The ‘Black Wizard’s’ eyes glazed over. He had known of the ‘Lord’ since he had memories, a very ancient deity.
Then…
Was that Professor Karl also such a being?
“Do you need…”
“No need.” Remiel clearly understood what her servant was thinking, and said faintly:
“Don’t approach him.”
“Yes.”
The ‘Black Wizard’ lowered his head.
Barrow was submerged in a large glass container, his body surrounded by a light green liquid.
His mouth was held open by a retractor, and a tube went straight down his throat into his stomach.
Infusion tubes were inserted into his abdomen, back, wrists, and over his heart, and his blood flowed through them.
His limbs and abdomen were covered in cuts, with the skin and flesh peeled back, revealing the fresh blood and flesh.
The torture he had endured during this time had made him less than human, and less than a ghost. He had thought of simply dying countless times.
Unfortunately,
here, even if he wanted to die, he couldn’t.
The liquid surrounding his body had the effect of numbing his nerves while providing a constant supply of nutrients to his flesh.
“The experimental subject’s form can be switched between multiple states, showing a human form in normal times.”
“When angry or agitated, the cells in his body change, and his various organs also change accordingly.”
“His ears can hear sounds that ordinary people cannot hear, and his nose can smell odors that ordinary people cannot smell…”
“Animal testing has made preliminary progress…”
Professor Jim stood in front of the display screen, looking at the various experimental data, his expression uncertain.
The progress of the experiment was not ideal.
Fortunately,
there was progress!
“Whoosh!”
A figure appeared out of thin air in the laboratory, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled Barrow out of the glass container.
At the same time, he gently raised the staff in his hand.
Second-Circle Spell—Healing!
A soft halo of light fell on Barrow’s body, merging into his flesh and blood, turning into a flowing stream of nutrients to nourish his injured organs and flesh.
“Mr. Abbott.”
Professor Jim’s expression changed drastically:
“What are you doing?”
“The matter is over.” The Black Wizard Abbott said slowly:
“If the professor wants to continue the experiment, I can provide support, but this person needs to be sent back.”
“That won’t do!” Jim said anxiously:
“Without Barrow, my experiment cannot continue.”
“Then there’s no other way.” The Black Wizard Abbott shook his head:
“There are a lot of troubles involved with him, and it’s impossible to keep him here. The professor should figure it out himself.”
As he spoke, he didn’t give the other party a chance to explain, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned a scroll and rolled Barrow into it.
He then flashed and disappeared.
Looking at the empty laboratory, Jim’s body trembled, his eyes filled with unwillingness, which eventually turned into a roar.
“Ah!”
“I won’t let Barrow go!”
The experiment,
was everything to him.
The results on Barrow were Jim’s lifelong pursuit, and he would never give up on them.
