This actor is full of tricks.

"Help me? What can you offer to help me? Do you even know what happened to me?"

His former self was still wary, but now he didn't trust anyone and his words were barbed.

"I know, I understand." The dean's tone was gentle, like a spring breeze. He shooed the rat-headed man away and closed the door before continuing, "I know your current situation. Do you feel like there's someone else in your head, that person is constantly fighting you for control of your body, controlling you and destroying everything, and..."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the pillow: "And he sharpened a broken table leg, intending to use it to kill his father outside."

"Who are you?!" The original body suddenly stood up, reached under the pillow, pulled out a table leg, and stabbed it at the dean.

"A strong desire to kill, very good." The dean just smiled, neither dodging nor avoiding, and the table leg turned into powder inch by inch before it even reached him.

"But with your current strength, you are no match for your father. I told you I would help you, help you kill your father."

The original owner stared blankly at the wood ash scattered on the bed. This ability was beyond his imagination, like a divine spell: "You..."

He stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

"These are just small tricks." The dean waved his hand, and all the furniture fragments in the room instantly exploded into dust. He looked at his predecessor, who was in shock, and laughed: "Although the arrival of the mist brought man-eating monsters, it also brought opportunities. A few months ago, I was a helpless and pitiful person like you, but now I have undergone earth-shattering changes."

"If you wish, I can make you wield this wondrous power like I do, and with these powers, you can easily accomplish anything."

"Like what you just said, kill that guy outside?" The original body slowly calmed down, his gaze fixed on the door with a cold chill.

"Of course, that will be a piece of cake," the dean replied casually. "Not only that, once your power reaches its peak, everything in this world will be at your fingertips, whether it's power or money."

"It also includes bringing the dead back to life."

If the dean's earlier words had managed to keep him calm, the last sentence completely shattered his composure. His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he gasped for breath: "Can the dead really be brought back to life? Anyone can?"

“I’m working on this right now.” The dean took out a brand-new pocket watch from his pocket, opened the cover to reveal a photo inside, and his tone changed for the first time, with a hint of sadness and trembling: “The photo shows my two children. They left me because of an accident, but I have slowly found a way to bring them back to me. Although this method is still being explored, I believe that it will become a reality in the near future.”

Without a doubt, this pocket watch is the one Lin Jue brought back from the Eternal Night Tower. This was not recorded in the original owner's diary, perhaps because the body is now controlled by the alternate personality.

The original owner stared at the photo, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke in a deep voice: "What do you need me to do?"

"Just cooperate with me obediently." The dean took out a small transparent box from his pants pocket. Inside the box was an ordinary capsule: "This is a medicine I specially developed. It can heal your injuries and make you stronger, not only in terms of your current physical condition, but also in terms of your control over this body."

Control over the body
The original self—no, to be precise, the alternate personality—looked at the capsule and asked, "Why are you helping me?" "Because we are the same kind of people, we have experienced extremely desperate things, and we also share the same goal: to bring back the people we cherish," the dean slowly said.

A few seconds after hearing this answer, the original body took the box and swallowed it right in front of the dean.

In an instant, he let out a painful howl, and black veins bulged on every inch of his skin. Those veins surged violently under his body. At the same time, Lin Jue, who had been quietly watching all this from the side, also felt a strange sensation. His body felt like it was being stretched and swollen, as if some primordial beast was slowly awakening and about to explode.

"From this perspective, the flesh and blood consumed before were accumulating power for the previous body, and this pill is activating that power."

The excruciating pain lasted for almost a minute before the blood vessels on his body slowly disappeared. The dean looked at him with great satisfaction and nodded: "Not bad, very decisive. You won't regret your choice today."

"Can I go kill that guy outside now?" The man in front of him was already sweating profusely from the pain, but his killing intent was boiling over at this moment, and he couldn't help but want to take action.

“Don’t rush. Your current state is still very unstable, and your power has not been fully activated yet. Wait for a while.” The dean stood up. “A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. What you need to do now is to be patient. I will provide you with medicine every now and then. When I tell you that you can make your move, then you can make your move.”

"Okay." The original body could feel that some strange changes had indeed occurred in its body. Although they were not obvious at the moment, they made him believe some of what the dean had said, and his expression was not as wary as before.

The headmaster nodded in satisfaction as his predecessor began to behave obediently. He reached out and patted the predecessor's head, saying something cryptic: "You are my third child. I hope you won't disappoint me."

A third child?
Lin Jue pondered this sentence. Was it because his predecessor's power source had always come from the Dean that he said this?

After saying this, the dean opened the door, which was then locked from the outside. Soon after, the dean and the rat-headed man's voices could be heard talking again.

"Dr. Qin, how is the treatment going?"

"The treatment was very successful; he won't hurt you again."

"That's good, that's good. I'll see you off."

As their conversation faded into the distance, Lin Jue emerged from the corner, passed through the door, and tried to follow them.

To his surprise, the area outside the door was a gray void, with nothing visible. The only thing left in the entire space was the room where his predecessor had been.

After a slight pause, Lin Jue understood the reason. Since returning, his predecessor had been locked in his room and had never gone out again. Therefore, he had no memory of anything about the outside world after that, resulting in a memory gap and this situation.

It seems his plan to go to the mental hospital with the director has failed; at this point, his predecessor knew nothing about the mental hospital. (End of Chapter)