My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 569 - 367: The Old Undead Arrives at My Side

Xue Dili felt like he might have forgotten something after leaving that Otherworld.

Oh, right, he forgot to remind Howard that for those Beast-eared Maidens, the first step to woo them is to defeat them.

In a world where purity enters the brain and bricks replace thoughts, don’t expect any normal view on romance.

Maybe the next generation of kids won’t be like this, but those Polluters liberated from the Dragon Race’s eternal winter rule are probably a bunch of loonies.

Forgot to inform Howard about this, should be no big deal, right?

Should be, right?

Xue Dili starts to doubt whether Howard got beaten to the ground and developed a psychological trauma, but instead fell for that pretty little Nanliang over there?

After all, in that world, boys and girls only start to show significant secondary development after the age of sixteen.

Oh well, good luck to him.

Before this, Xue Dili noticed that the [Sand of Micro Light] on him had undergone some changes.

The grains inside had noticeably increased, and it wasn’t an illusion—Xue Dili felt his emotions had recovered a lot.

For instance, when Howard died of decompressing sickness, he would be angry that he hadn’t paid attention in class.

Apart from regulating emotions, this Treasure can also store energy, and according to his sensing, if he uses the current grains, he can harness the power of the Giant God of Destruction for about 3 minutes without World Consciousness support.

Xue Dili took a deep breath and suddenly realized this Treasure is more like a backup hidden energy source, capable of storing the energy he usually doesn’t use and unleashing it all at once when needed.

Except, [Sand of Micro Light] collects not energy, but abstract things like "beauty and hope."

Xue Dili wondered if this stored beauty and hope would be taken back, like when Howard gets beaten to the ground by a Beast-eared Maiden, perhaps the grains inside would decrease?

Check back in a couple of days...

Unaware, the moment he left, Howard had already been caught and was now being heavily pummeled, now lying in the medical room, groaning, awaiting medication.

His Otherworld dream shattered...

Why did that woman who appeared old yet frail suddenly scream, "Power, I command you to come forth," and then a T-Rex grew out of her shoulder?

What kind of crazy world is this!

"If your purity isn’t enough, don’t try to confess like others or this will be your end. You need to master your purity before you can have the right to choose your mate!" The doctor took out a syringe unceremoniously, drawing medicine from a bottle.

"Ouch... then how do I obtain purity?" Howard asked this question.

Although he hadn’t been in this world for long, the words he heard most frequently were power, bricks, and purity.

He realized that purity might be the Extraordinary power in this world, so to have the right to choose a mate, he must master purity!

"Purity, ah, let me demonstrate it to you." The doctor silently took out a needle, and next second, shadows and lines covered his face.

Howard: "..."

"You bunch of inherently evil pains and germs, come! Die now under my Netherworld Soul Chaser needle!" The doctor roared.

Howard was stunned, and even more so when his wound suddenly detached from his body, turning into a bloody, bacteria-ridden monster.

The wound monster roared, "You damned quack! I swear I’ll make this kid endure eternal infection and pain! You won’t stop me!"

Howard: "???"

"Hah! No use talking, taste my tetanus needle style two!"

"I’ve been waiting for you! Trauma bacteria, come forth! Hah!"

The monster fought the doctor, while the doctor’s surgical knife and needle easily chopped off the monster’s limbs, and after the monster’s reluctant "I’ll be back," the entire medical room fell into silence.

Howard: "Ow!"

His butt got a harsh jab, and the cold liquid entering his backside made his whole body shiver fiercely.

"Alright, this is purity. Your wound has been intimidated by my purity and will probably be pretty much healed by tomorrow." The doctor calmly explained this world’s common sense.

If not for the overseer telling him to teach this newcomer, he wouldn’t have bothered to demonstrate for just this little trauma.

After all, he owned the title of supreme off-purity Miracle Doctor with "Fake Curse Blood."

Howard: "?"

What kind of purity is this—turning all difficulties into enemy material and as long as you beat the materialized enemy, you overcome the difficulty?

What kind of nutjob world is this?

For Pete’s sake, I wanna go home, I wanna go home!

I don’t want pretty Beast-eared Maidens, I wanna go home, back to Boston to be a happy vagrant!

But there’s no Boston here, only Bosi. The bus doors are welded shut, so don’t think about getting off.

When Howard struggled to leave the medical room, he saw at the door a tigress with her arms crossed.

He instantly shivered and was ready to run.

But the next moment, his collar was grabbed, and he was lifted off the ground.

"You brat, if you want to chase me, don’t act like a weakling. Damn it, if others knew a brat like you chases me, my reputation would be ruined!"

Howard: "..."

Sis, my bad, could you let me off the hook, please? I take back what I said, maybe I should just stay single for life...