Chapter 670 “Request for Subscription” Dark Demon Greed Attack
Sister Carrian’s prestige had deeply taken root in the students’ hearts.
Fern Morse’s expression immediately became even more unpleasant.
A glimmer flashed deep within Professor Kazel’s eyes; the “Eye of Truth” quietly operated, penetrating his mind.
Fern Morse’s inner thoughts were laid bare.
He couldn’t help but glance sideways at Sister Carrian who had walked to the other side of the sickbed. He then lowered his head and said gently, “Sister Carrian’s medical skills are still trustworthy. Do you remember anything about fainting on the competitor’s platform?”
Fern Morse looked around somewhat confusedly. Suddenly, he noticed Dark Demon standing behind Professor Kazel, and his expression changed again, becoming even more unpleasant.
“It seems he remembers,” Professor Kazel said as he rubbed his nose, somewhat sighing.
If it weren’t for the sudden incident with Fern Morse, he would already be playing games with his precious heart in the dungeon.
However, the professors still had some deterrent power. Finally, Fern Morse opened his mouth and said, “I still have some memory. I lost… I actually lost! Damn it! If I hadn’t drawn the ‘Demon King,’ how could I have lost!”
Fern Morse’s emotions suddenly became agitated, and he seemed on the verge of losing control.
Sister Carrian pointed her finger at his neck, and in an instant, he stopped, and his emotions visibly calmed down.
Professor Kazel nodded slightly and said, “In the dueling arena, winning and losing is normal. No one can always win. You just passed through a necessary hurdle; there’s no need to be too concerned.”
Then, a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.
Fern Morse had no recollection of being parasitized by the Brain Fluid Demon, not even seeing the demon. He fainted due to unbearable headache while on the competitor’s platform.
If Fern Morse had no technology to shield his brain or alter memories, then he was clearly an innocent victim.
Although this indeed aligned with his guess, confirming it was still disappointing.
After all, this made subsequent matters even more complicated.
Professor Kazel thought for a moment and asked, “Do you have any time when you suddenly felt your emotions become uncontrollable, or did your mana or physical abilities suddenly make a breakthrough?”
Fern Morse cooperated somewhat, but as he pondered, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and then everything went dark, and he fainted again.
However, Professor Kazel had already glimpsed his fleeting thought.
“September twenty-eighth night? I remember that was Saturday…”
Weekends saw students’ movements become much broader. If they had also entered the dungeon, tracing them would be even more difficult.
Professor Kazel looked up at Sister Carrian and said helplessly, “It seems we can’t get much from him for now. Think of a way to extract the remaining Brain Fluid Demon from his head… I mean, while he’s still alive!”
Sister Carrian frowned slightly and after a while said, “That’s difficult. You should know that even in my medical knowledge, there is very little that involves the brain. The human brain hides many mysteries; a single mistake could cause irreversible damage.”
Professor Kazel said directly, “I’ll go with you.”
Sister Carrian instantly felt relieved: “Alright.”
…
The professors moved swiftly. Professor Kazel and Sister Carrian immediately began preparing for the “surgery.”
Dark Demon went out with Professor Shylph, staying outside.
After some deliberation, Dark Demon said, “Professor Shylph, if we can remove the remnants of the Brain Fluid Demon, perhaps I can find more Brain Fluid Demons—if there are any left.”
Professor Shylph naturally smiled and said, “One of the reasons I brought you here was for this. You found so many treasure chests in the dungeon, didn’t you?”
Dark Demon smiled and said, “Yes, my slime has gained some search ability after being strengthened. Whatever I have, I can try to find more.”
Professor Shylph said, “I hope the Brain Fluid Demons we find won’t be too many.”
More Brain Fluid Demons meant more people being parasitized.
But Dark Demon shook his head and said, “What I’m worried about is finding none.”
Professor Shylph asked, “Why?”
Dark Demon said, “This happened in the duel hall. It must have spread throughout the academy by now. If someone truly implanted the Brain Fluid Demon in Fern Morse’s brain, they would be alert now. If it were me, I’d have destroyed all related items.”
Professor Shylph frowned and said, “You make sense. If that’s the case, we’ll have to use another method.”
Dark Demon curiously asked, “What method?”
Professor Shylph said, “We’ll have to check one by one.”
Dark Demon couldn’t help but say, “Checking one by one might be too much work, isn’t it?”
“Perhaps.” Professor Shylph whispered, not committing.
Dark Demon thought for a moment and said, “If you’re referring to checking with mind-reading ability, I might be able to help.”
Professor Shylph was stunned and puzzled, “You’ve learned mind-reading from Professor Kazel?”
Dark Demon smiled slightly and said, “Good luck, I recently created a golem that can see through people’s hearts. If you don’t mind the other one lacking intelligence, we have two.”
“I see.” Professor Shylph nodded, “If really needed, I’ll consider it.”
Dark Demon smiled and said, “Just let me know when it’s time. How long will the surgery on Senior Fern Morse take?”
Professor Shylph thought for a moment and said, “About half an hour. To avoid any aftereffects, it might take longer.”
“Half an hour? Less than expected. I’ll wait here.” Dark Demon said.
Professor Shylph curiously asked, “Do you have anything else to do?”
Dark Demon shook his head and said, “Nothing urgent. Let’s focus on this.”
…
Despite Professor Shylph’s use of magic for soundproofing, they still tried to keep their voices low during conversation.
After about ten minutes, a student came to inquire about something. Professor Shylph handled it casually, which startled the student.
After a while, sounds came from inside the ward, and Professor Kazel walked out first.
Professor Shylph hurriedly stood up and asked, “How is he?”
Professor Kazel confidently said, “I used some absorbable substances to fill the gap left by the Brain Fluid Demon. There shouldn’t be any adverse reactions for now.
But what happens next depends on his brain’s absorption capacity. If it can absorb those substances and heal itself, there won’t be any aftereffects.”
Professor Shylph slightly relaxed and immediately asked, “And the Brain Fluid Demon?”
Professor Kazel smiled and said, “It has been completely extracted and is now preserved in a jar. Would you like to see?”
“Mm.” Professor Shylph immediately stood up and said, “We need to speed up.”
Professor Kazel nodded and said, “Indeed.”
So he went back into the ward.
Dark Demon and Professor Shylph followed closely.
Inside the ward, Fern Morse lay quietly on the bed. His complexion was much better than half an hour ago, and a small apple-like blush appeared on his cheeks.
But above his head, there was a very clear mark—not a wound from suturing, but merely a line drawn with a pen.
Clearly, Professor Kazel and Sister Carrian had used this mark as a guide to perform a craniotomy on Fern Morse.
But with the treatment methods of this era, even if they cut his head into eight pieces, as long as they acted promptly, it could heal perfectly.
The problem was that the matter inside the brain was too delicate to use such rough treatment methods.
Sister Carrian was indeed a pioneering healer of her time, but she dared to operate only with Professor Kazel’s assistance.
For them, cutting the soul might be simpler than cutting the brain.
After all, once spread out, the soul is just that.
And when it really comes to cutting the soul… who would care about trivial details?
Dark Demon turned his gaze to the jar mentioned by Professor Kazel—it was placed beside the bed, about half a meter high, seemingly made of glass but likely made of a more resilient material.
Inside the jar was a viscous liquid, and a slightly white liquid substance floated quietly within, which should be the root of the Brain Fluid Demon.
The root was about twenty centimeters long, making it hard to imagine it was extracted from a human body, but that was indeed the case.
Dark Demon couldn’t resist wanting to step forward for a closer look. He was quite interested in such rare things.
But when Sister Carrian saw them enter the room, she picked up the jar and placed it on a table against the wall.
“Is this the Brain Fluid Demon?” Professor Shylph frowned.
Professor Kazel shook his head and said, “Just the remains of its root. We spent a long time separating it.”
Professor Shylph asked, “Can you tell anything from it?”
Professor Kazel pondered and said, “In fact, it should have been cultivated recently, no more than two months old. However, two months aligns with Fern Morse’s own thoughts.
We can temporarily assume he was implanted with the Brain Fluid Demon on September twenty-eighth.
Apart from that, we can only conclude that this Brain Fluid Demon was cultivated with great care. Those with such capabilities wouldn’t be common even in the academy.”
“Even professors can’t do it?” Professor Shylph asked.
Professor Kazel shook his head and said, “Every profession has its specialties.”
He continued, “Of course, there are always people who can do it if they know the cultivation method.”
Professor Shylph couldn’t help but furrow her brows: “That makes things difficult. Although the cultivation data of the Brain Fluid Demon has been destroyed, it doesn’t mean it’s completely lost. And our library…”
When mentioning the library of Saint Maryann Academy, Professor Kazel couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
The library always contained inexplicable books. Although he benefited greatly from them, too many of these occurrences brought trouble.
Now, this incident might be the result of someone accidentally obtaining the cultivation method of the Brain Fluid Demon from the library and further adjusting it.
If we add the possibility of the dungeon, the search range would instantly expand to the entire academy.
Professor Shylph took a deep breath and said, “Dark Demon, it’s up to you next.”
“No problem.” Dark Demon nodded and immediately recalled the Trash Slime, then summoned it again, evolving it into Greed Slime II using Greed III.
When the jelly-like giant Slime appeared before everyone, neither Professor Shylph nor Professor Kazel showed any overly surprised expressions.
“It’s him, right?” Professor Shylph whispered.
Dark Demon smiled slightly, lightly hugging the approaching Greed Slime II and said softly, “The inherent greed endows the Greed Slime with an endless desire. Whatever treasure it wants, it can obtain more of it.”
Professor Kazel said with interest, “So, we need to make it want something first?”
Dark Demon nodded and pointed at the remains of the Brain Fluid Demon in the jar, saying to Greed Slime II, “I want to find more of this substance. Can you take a look?”
“Goo!” Greed Slime II chirped excitedly.
Watching it use two tentacles to pat its chest, Dark Demon turned to Professor Kazel and said, “Professor, can you temporarily remove the remains of the Brain Fluid Demon from the jar?”
Professor Kazel frowned slightly and said, “Would that work?”
Dark Demon smiled and said, “Yes. What I want is what it wants. But it needs to physically interact to analyze the essence of the substance, hmm, and to cultivate some feelings.”
Professor Kazel said, “Give me a moment, I need to prepare.”
A few minutes later, Professor Kazel inserted the remains of the Brain Fluid Demon into Greed Slime II’s body.
“Goo—”
Greed Slime II twisted its body, using its soft inner walls to envelop the remains of the Brain Fluid Demon, greedily absorbing its essence.
Once it memorized the essence of the remains, it squinted its eyes, striving to perceive, hoping to find more Brain Fluid Demons.
Dark Demon and the others waited patiently.
After a moment, Greed Slime II suddenly widened its eyes, revealing an excited expression: “Goo!”
Dark Demon glanced at the clock and immediately said, “We have ten minutes left.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Shylph grabbed his arm, and a gentle breeze swept over, instantly enveloping him and Greed Slime II.
“Wait for me!” Professor Kazel had just raised his hand when he saw Dark Demon had already turned into wind.
His gaze hardened as he met Sister Carrian’s eyes, then shrugged and said, “Looks like we’re lucky.”
