Free Web NovelChapter 77: Chapter 77: I Will Think of You Every Single Day!
Hua felt like she finally understood—she understood why everyone liked him so much.
Hua was still lost in thought when she heard Ning’s voice.
"Hua, hurry up and take out everything you’ve prepared." Ning looked at Hua beside her.
She’d asked Hua to prepare a shield, and also a skill—not an Illusion Technique, but rather a fruit Hua had produced that could increase charm, a product of [Enchantment].
Once Jiang Che ate it, no matter if they were human or evil spirit, everyone would unconsciously develop a good impression of him.
This fondness wasn’t enough to truly enchant the mind, but it could reduce the hostility people felt toward Jiang Che.
It wasn’t strong affection, just a sense of comfort at first glance.
Ning knew very well that in this era, someone who’s instantly and helplessly likable at first sight would only make people wary. All emotions in this world have a source, and baseless goodwill is the most treacherous of all.
Too much is as bad as too little—so just a light touch is best, a gentle fondness is perfect.
Hua unhurriedly pulled out a fruit, and a flower petal.
"Eat the fruit, and the petal—I’ll embed it in your body in a moment." Ning handed the fruit to Jiang Che.
From afar, Xiong Jie stared at the fruit in Ning’s hand, purple, shaped like a crescent moon.
Just a glance made him want to snatch it away for himself.
He hurriedly lowered his head, afraid his master would realize what he’d just thought.
Xiong Jie stared at the tips of his shoes, and all he could think about was that fruit—this was a real treasure^
Ever since he’d stood with Jiang Che here, he’d felt like a wooden post, watching Jiang Che receive one treasure after another, seeing the evil spirits gather around him like stars worshipping the moon.
Jiang Che held the fruit but didn’t move. He felt they were all too hasty, felt like his family members were restlessly pushing things onto him one after another.
All he wanted was to spend the last bit of time with them.
"Che, there’s not much time left." Ning looked at the fruit in his hand, then grabbed the flower petal while he thought.
She didn’t hesitate at all. She reached out and traced her finger across Jiang Che’s chest.
Jiang Che’s chest instantly split open, revealing his beating heart, and the blood and flesh that rose and fell with every breath.
Ning buried the petal in his chest, then clapped her hands together. The wound closed instantly, and the petal was sealed inside.
Jiang Che didn’t even have time to react—he just saw his chest open and close like a zipper.
"Che, we’ve already severed the connection. From the humans’ perspective, you’ve already returned—in fact, many people have probably started gathering at your location by now."
"You can show up a little late at Red Pearl Mental Hospital, but you can’t not appear, and you can’t be late either." She was completely clear on all of this.
"What’s sealed in your chest is the shield. Whenever you have a secret you don’t want anyone else to know, just think it in your mind and the petal will automatically project an Illusion Technique here to shield others’ perceptions."
"Don’t worry about using it—Hua’s shield can’t even be cracked by those livestream cameras."
Humans act quickly. She didn’t dare let Jiang Che linger for much longer.
As she spoke, she turned to Xiong Jie. "After you leave, your job is to find Che a job. Otherwise, as long as you don’t do anything to harm him, I won’t interfere."
She had few demands for this servant—just one: Give Jiang Che a job. Don’t do anything against his interests.
As for the rest, she wouldn’t care whether this human lived or died.
She didn’t want Jiang Che sucked into human conflicts—she only wanted him to quietly get by, work a little job, earn a bit of money.
"Yes, ma’am, I understand." Xiong Jie lowered his head and replied.
"Take these." Hua looked at the exit glowing in front of the two, knowing Ning was about to send them off.
With a casual toss, Jiang Che and Xiong Jie each found a purple crystal in their palms.
Xiong Jie got one, and Jiang Che got three.
"Hua, this is too precious—this is your Life Essence!" Ning looked at what Jiang Che and Xiong Jie held.
She wanted Jiang Che safe, wanted him to be alright, but she would not harm her friend’s interest either.
"If you’re hurt in the future, as long as you’re not about to die instantly, swallow this crystal—it’ll keep you alive for a while." Hua snorted and with a flicker, the towering Cannibal Flower projection vanished.
Xiong Jie stared at the crystal in his hand, frozen.
He hadn’t thought he’d get a treasure too. If what the flower said was true, this was basically a second life for him.
Jiang Che turned to the huge blossom outside. "Thank you, Ning’s good sister—you really are a fine flower!"
Hua could sense everything below them. She didn’t know how to explain to Jiang Che and the others—right now Jiang Che and Xiong Jie’s bodies were in rough shape, because she’d used Illusion Technique to suppress their pain.
As soon as they left the dungeon, the pain and wounds would come back.
Their injuries had been far too severe. Ordinary humans wouldn’t survive at all—if not for the crystal, once the Illusion Technique stopped suppressing the pain, they’d die in an instant.
"Daddy, hug!" Tuantuan jumped into Jiang Che’s arms, reluctant to part.
"When you can’t see me, you have to miss me and Mom, okay? Remember to contact us every day!" Tuantuan buried her head against Jiang Che’s collar.
"Every day, every day, every day I’ll miss you!" Jiang Che put Tuantuan down and hugged Ning, his voice choked with tears.
"Son—if someone bullies you, write down their name. Next time we come for you, we’ll help you get even." Blood Slaughter looked at the bright exit, lifting his head—an evil spirit feeling the bitterness of parting?
"Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll keep my head down, won’t let anyone bully me." Jiang Che looked back, replying seriously.
"Who told you to keep your head down? If someone bullies you, bully them right back! We’ll back you up!" Blood Nurse couldn’t help but laugh.
Jiang Che hugged each of them one by one, his eyes red and swollen.
The word "backing me up"—in all his years, he’d never heard it before.
Xiong Jie just stared, stunned by everything—it felt too surreal. He was like an outsider, watching a family’s parting sorrows.
Warmth?
The word startled even him when it appeared.
They really seemed to be a true family—blood and flesh—not merely monstrous evil spirits.
Are the emotions of spirits real?
Do evil spirits really see him as their child?
Or is Jiang Che actually a real evil spirit hiding among humans?
Xiong Jie’s mind was a complete mess.
Just as he was thinking, he saw Blood Slaughter glance at him. A bloody bone whistle landed in his hand. "Take good care of him, and it won’t go unrewarded."
