"Quick, someone is breaking into the office and looks ready to kill, hurry! Hurry!"

The principal rolled and crawled away, desperately calling on the phone, frantically shouting for people. His rationality seemed to snap; he didn't know what to do, even forgetting that calling for help would completely ruin his plan to cover up this scandal.

However, Xue Dili paid no attention to the departing principal. At this moment, the barrier that rose up from beneath his feet instantly fixed this office in place, so everyone subconsciously ignored it.

Xue Dili looked at the intruder, a bearded man nearly two meters tall, in a state of panic at first, but upon seeing Xue Dili, he calmed down, suddenly grabbing the ashtray on the table, seemingly ready to attack.

"Buzz!" He only felt a chill on his arm, and the next moment, he could no longer feel the presence of his left arm.

The artery's blood sprayed like a fountain. He immediately covered his left arm, crying out in pain, "My hand! My hand! Ahhhh, my hand!"

Yet Xue Dili showed no mercy. His next step was to grasp his neck and then slam him hard against the corner of the desk. Instantly, he was dazed, as if a dye factory exploded in his mind with red, yellow, and white flashing before his eyes, losing all sense of his faculties.

As he started to regain some senses, another punch landed on his nose, causing blood to gush, collapsing the nose into his face, like a hot pot of salty, sour, and spicy all spilling out.

The blood splattered the office ceiling, painting it like Hell itself.

"I ask, you answer..." Xue Dili tightly grasped his neck.

"Why are you hitting me!" He hadn't finished speaking when Xue Dili punched his ear again.

It was like an orchestra had erupted; piano, guitar, drums all resounded. His ear shattered, flowing out and intensely eerie.

"I confess, I confess, it wasn't intentional, I was just momentarily confused seeing her gold necklace. I was wrong, I willingly accept the law's judgment, please don't hit me, don't hit me!"

At this point, he no longer looked human. Pain had drowned out his rationality, snapping the string of sanity, clinging desperately like his last hope for survival, he pleaded, "You don't want to be guilty of murder, right? I will accept the law's judgment, let the police arrest me, let the law judge me..."

"Is that all?" Xue Dili laughed, his face twitching painfully. Just for such a reason, a life perished in front of him?

What do you take human life as? What do you take life as?

"Relax, I'm very fair..."

"No, I was wrong...I was wrong...I truly was wrong!" With his face completely deformed, snot and tears mixed with blood flowed out as he desperately begged for mercy.

"You just realized you're going to die."

"Ahhhh...!"

...

Countless security guards and police officers rushed to the teaching building because their principal was shouting incoherently with snot and tears streaming, the slap seemed to cause a concussion effect, leaving him dazed.

All those plans of covering up the event, just letting it go and so on were tossed aside, until he saw the officer with a baton in hand, calming down slightly, cold sweat profusing his body.

"You're not allowed to enter, who let you come in, you can't...can't..." The dual effects of concussion and hormones exacerbated his muddled mind, even imagining he could block the officer himself.

"Turn off the recorder, Xiao Chen and Xiao Zhang, you two 'protect' the principal well!" The old officer emphasized the word 'protect', then left.

The two young ones smirked, pulling out batons, teasingly said, "How many hits can you do in a second?"

"Four hits."

"Heh, I can do six."

...

Yet, when everyone reached the principal's office, they were horrified by the scene inside.

"Lockdown the school immediately!" He ordered at once.

...

However, the real killer had already left, leaving no trace, the cursed blood reabsorbing into his body.

Storm clouds rolled in the distance, as if about to rain. The youth stood atop a building, the rooftop's cold wind roaring like a beast, violently tugging at his clothes, hair wildly dancing in the wind like errant weeds.

Xue Dili gazed at the sky, saying, "Mom, I wanted to ask, what preparations are needed for a soul summoning ritual?"

The World Consciousness cast its gaze. To it, the world's magic ascension path was sealed, meaning any indigenous person's peak was Tier Zero, the so-called human limit.

Except for this child chosen by It, Its most satisfactory creation.

Only one thing, his humanity is gradually disappearing, which is not a good sign.

The World Consciousness does not resent human nature, which belongs to the basic moral views of living beings, composing this complex individual. The beauty, kindness, gentleness, and courage within human nature have slowly faded away in the stories over time.

He became increasingly rational, considering problems from the perspective of the optimal solution. Especially in the last world, the situation where divinity overpowered human nature had reached its limit.

However, now, looking at his anger, the World Consciousness suddenly felt gratified, because it seemed he had regained a part of his human nature, something named "desire." Although not much, this shift away from pure reliance on rational thinking was what it hoped to see.

The world does not allow resurrection, but you can have a unique, super-large ritual specifically for you, and only once on this land and only on you.

…

"What does it mean to 'live with a female senior for a year, then hold her hand and shout in front of everyone {Resurrect, my XX}' to achieve the summoning of a soul?" Old Green furiously scratched his beard.

Isn't this ritual a bit off?

Even Old Green was stunned when he saw this magic ritual. Then, looking at Xue Dili, he couldn't imagine this child to be the kind who could shout "Resurrect, my XX" in front of everyone.

The magic of your world is really strange...

And you, are you really going to implement this ritual? He felt it wasn't reliable and wanted to question from whom Xue Dili acquired this absurd ritual; it seemed completely misleading.

He thought that instead of wasting time on this unreliable ritual, the two mages might as well research a corresponding technique themselves, since Xue Dili had a technique like "Undead Magic."

And Old Green also had a technique like "Life Giving," which seemed like a Rule System. The two working together to study a technique for recalling souls shouldn't be a problem.

But Xue Dili remained silent, only saying with a lifeless voice, "In this world, aside from this technique, no other method of soul summoning is allowed..."

Old Green also fell silent. He felt it was difficult. Although they hadn't known each other long, he clearly knew what kind of person Xue Dili was. Despite his coldness and rationality making him highly resistant to the ritual, he would absolutely carry it out.

"You don't even know the deceased, you've only met once, the only connection is attending the same school, and you're still willing to do this?" Old Green looked at Xue Dili, asking.

"If it's within my sight, I will definitely do it," Xue Dili said without any hesitation.

He arrived at the literature club's classroom, which will be where the ritual begins.

The conditions for the ritual are complex yet simple: "live with a female senior for a year" along with "public embarrassment," two conditions, although there were no specific requirements for cohabitation, and the landlord-tenant model could also apply.

"Then, let the ritual begin!"

Analysis, synchronization, using DNA acquired from the Pack River as a medium, this large-scale soul summoning ritual might be a precursor for Xue Dili to later learn techniques like "Summoning of Heroic Spirits" and "Rebirth of the Filth."

Although very abstract.

A large number of incantations began to chant from Xue Dili's mouth, a fierce wind arose inside, and his coat flapped wildly in the wind.

The technique was about to unfold, Xue Dili's hair was blown into a pompadour by the fierce wind, held firm by the rain as if by hair gel.

But suddenly…

"Creak…" The activity room's door opened.

Senior Lian Shan stood there, staring at the chanting Xue Dili with a perplexed expression. She awkwardly said, "Xue Dili… junior?"

Xue Dili: "???"

"Sorry, someone from our band passed away, I was out of touch all morning, and junior, rest assured I won't tell anyone about your err… chuunibyou or something… it's a secret between us…" she said, looking at Xue Dili's dumbfounded expression, seemingly embarrassed.

Xue Dili: "…"

Instantly, he fell silent.

Just now, he had felt familiar with the place, and he was somewhat puzzled by the identity of the person who had died nearby. Though he hadn't yet confirmed it, he followed the Cursed Blood's lead to the victim's most frequently visited place to start the ritual.

And because he'd never been here before, he had little impression of the school's literature club, mistakenly assuming the deceased might have been a former roommate, which led him headlong into this situation.

Now, with the wind blowing his coat and his rain-matted hair styled into a pompadour amidst a magic array painted on the floor and a series of incantations chanted…

With Senior's look of "caring for chuunibyou patients"...

Everything was seen by others.

In that moment, he felt the mortal world was unworthy, especially since the technique had already begun…

Love you, Mom, please do a large-scale memory wipe.

Tired of it all, let it all be destroyed, and quickly.

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