Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 108 "Seed" Players
This girl is hard to deal with.

Zheng Fan adjusted his exquisite little bow tie and thought in his mind.

Unlike Lin Yilin who already had something to ask for, and Jiang Si who was forced to join the pirate ship, this girl currently sees no opportunity to cooperate.

There is little hope for harmonious development in the short term.

In that case, just grab it.

Although Zheng Fan wanted to negotiate peacefully out of habit and cherish every opportunity that might bring him fun, after all, he was still a newcomer to this place and was a little unfamiliar with it. But if soft tactics didn't work, he could only use hard tactics...

The old nun said to Doris kindly, "You just came to see the new children again."

Doris nodded slightly: "Yes."

"You are 'Number One', a role model for all children. If you just hold on for a while longer, after the final lighthouse selection, you will be another outstanding lamplighter walking out of our monastery." The old nun gently stroked Doris's hair.

Doris had a blank expression on her face, like a doll.

“For those children, if they arrive at this time, it seems a bit too late for the next selection,” she said.

"Yes. It's a pity that the time when most children are brought is not decided by us. We can only do our own thing, right, Doris?" The old nun didn't care much.

"Ah."

"You are my most satisfying work, Doris." The old nun continued, stroking Doris's smooth cheek with her wrinkled hands: "I have spent half my life in this black world, this monastery. But there are only a handful of lamplighters who can really walk out of the monastery. You are the most likely one in the past five years. A perfect work of art..."

Doris blinked slightly.

"I'm so sorry. Maybe it's because I'm about to see you leave, and I can't hold back my emotions. From now on, please take good care of the other children as always, Doris."

After saying this, the old nun slowly left.

Doris silently looked at the old nun's back.

The clear gaze gradually became depressed.

He returned to the room, closed the door again, and turned around.

"What are you doing here?" Zheng Fan stood in front of her and asked curiously.

Doris stood there for a while, then moved forward and tried to pass through, but bumped into Zheng Fan and was pushed back.

She looked at Zheng Fan with wide eyes, unable to believe that she should not have actually had any contact with the other party, but just a little subconscious negligence could allow an illusion to touch her directly.

But in the next moment of shock, she decisively relaxed her whole body and closed her eyes.

There was only a phonograph playing records in the room, and the soothing music made the place seem peaceful and tranquil.

"Why, are you asking for a kiss?" Zheng Fan couldn't help but ask as he looked at Doris, who closed her eyes, raised her chin and relaxed her whole body in front of him.

Doris: ?

Her eyes shot open.

"Sorry, it's not just a random hallucination." Zheng Fan's face suddenly had lines like a tough guy in a comic book.

"That's enough. Just come up here and stop playing with me." A trace of humiliation flashed across Doris's face.

Not a girl. She was completely indifferent just now, why is she suddenly acting so dramatic now?
Before Zheng Fan could even start making dirty jokes, Doris started talking seriously.

Are you also a master in the field of body trading?
"I want to go up too. I just tried it, but it didn't work." Zheng Fan waved his hand casually and turned around.

"Why?" Doris wondered.

"Pure White Factor." Zheng Fan looked at the ceiling in boredom. "Why do you have this thing? Is this the condition for becoming the Light Bearer?"

I didn't expect to encounter the pure white factor in this place.

What I learned from Lin Yilin's best friend Hong Yijia early in the morning is said to be a special factor belonging to the white world that can isolate most of the strange supernatural factors.

I thought it would be a very rare item, but then I met another owner in this strange place.

And his unknown attempt just now also confirmed that he could not normally possess the owner of the pure white factor. If he forcibly occupied it, it would probably produce some kind of strong backlash that would burst this body. Of course, as long as Zheng counter-possessed it, he could regenerate it at the moment this body exploded.

But if this is the case, he will just be the next Cheng Fei.

One body of that kind is enough, there is no need for more.

The way to force his way up was helplessly blocked again.

But the good news is that due to a small coincidence, the girl is willing to communicate with Zheng Fan.

"Pure white factor?...Does it mean the Seed of Light?" Doris was confused at first, but after thinking about it, she understood what Zheng Fan might be referring to.

"It doesn't matter what you call me. Because of this thing, I can't directly occupy your body." Zheng Fan turned his head 180 degrees and looked at her.

"That was the baptism bestowed by the lighthouse of Avalon Monastery." Doris lowered her head and took the initiative to say, "Children who have undergone baptism will have seeds of light in their bodies. But at first they were just ordinary seeds."

Zheng Fan turned his body and head to the right side: "The way to make seeds germinate and grow is..."

There were bloodstains all over the corridor outside the room, and people here were too lazy to wipe them off.

Occasionally, you can see scraps of blood and flesh.

It was like a marinated food, and the stench of blood lingered in the monastery, and it was difficult to dissipate no matter how long it took.

Zheng Fan never considered this place a monastery from the beginning.

I just thought this was a cult-like place where children were sacrificed.

"Choose."

Doris walked over to the phonograph, turned up the volume, and then returned to the desk. "The selection from the lighthouse will begin regularly. The lights in the monastery will be temporarily extinguished. In the darkness, we are each other's rivals and nutrients. The lighthouse watches our struggle and ripens the seeds in the process. The final winner will get all the seeds that he killed with his own hands, and move towards maturity and perfection."

"You mean to say that this monastery gathers all of you kids who are no older than twenty years old, plants strange things in your bodies, uses your bodies to feed them, and then regularly drags you to participate in battle royales, where you cannot survive without fighting, all for the purpose of raising a fine Gu?" Zheng Fan translated it in his own easy-to-understand language.

Doris nodded slightly and said nothing.

"That old woman said you were 'number one'." Zheng Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Doris didn't say anything. She looked straight ahead like a puppet, but no one knew what she was looking at.

"You've killed a lot. You're almost 'eating the chicken'."

"……Um."

After responding softly, Doris slumped down in the chair, leaning back.

Zheng Fan casually lay down on the big bed in the room.

The living environment is excellent. Look at the phonograph. Any conditions you want can be met here.

When he followed Doris into the monastery before, he had seen it floating around. Many of the rooms in the back were large rooms that accommodated hundreds of people. It was not just to seize other people's seeds. In this monastery, the mature seeds could get a better environment.

Did not expect ah.

Under normal circumstances, I should have turned into an old grandfather and attached myself to a nobody in the chicken-eating competition, leading him to kill and eat chickens.

The result was not according to the rules, how did it fall on the head of an already predetermined champion?

Just as he was about to ask something else, Zheng Fan suddenly felt a force of attraction coming, and his presence in this world was rapidly weakening.

Lien restrictions?

"Well, I'll come again next time." Zheng stood up and said to Doris.

Doris turned around: "What?"

But the bed behind him was empty.

She was the only one left in the room again.

(End of this chapter)