The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 90 Parasites Require Ritual

The cold rain poured down, but the black ice remained unchanged, standing there silently. Unlike the spirits, it did not launch an attack.

The foreign teacher's voice seemed to have its own amplifier, each syllable resonating faintly in this open space.

"The Fear of the Cold Abyss is not a common secret spirit, but you still need to pay more attention to it and learn more about it, because many people who cannot resist its temptation will choose to be parasitized by it. After being parasitized, their combat power will greatly increase."

Then the foreign teacher asked, "What are your thoughts after hearing this? Feel free to use your imagination."

Little Phoebe quickly raised her hand, "How long can you live after being parasitized?"

"After being parasitized, your behavior and thinking will gradually change drastically. But when you will die, no one has studied this, and the Star Alliance prohibits related human experiments."

Su Ninglong's eyes flickered, wondering why the foreign teacher was avoiding this question.

Even without research, there must have been observations. To deal with the Mystic Spirit, one must have a deep understanding of its characteristics, which must be a topic of research.

How could I possibly know nothing at all?
"Teacher, how many cases in history have shown that the Fear of the Cold Abyss can grant power to its host? After successfully being parasitized, can one become as strong as Teacher Yun Fei?" Wei Yuan, who had been huddled in a corner recently due to being ostracized, suddenly raised his hand to ask a question.

Zhou Yu was one of the people who actively ostracized him.

Zhou Yu said disdainfully, "Relying on parasitism to become a hunter? What's the difference between that and relying on external objects like chips to stay conscious? If a hunter needs to hunt secret spirits by parasitizing, then that trash should get lost."

Wei Yuan shrank back.

The foreign teacher replied very seriously: "Of course, the question raised by Wei Yuan is worth considering. It is precisely because of the cases of parasitism that we have confirmed the way the Fear of the Cold Abyss is contaminated. The parasitized have indeed become stronger."

Hearing that they could gain powerful combat strength, many students showed curiosity and were even eager to try it out.

He believed that by passing the spirit-simulation test, he would definitely be able to resist parasitism and experience a powerful feeling.

The foreign teacher said firmly, "But remember, children, no one in the Star Alliance is allowed to try this; it is by no means the right way to become stronger."

"Although the host will not become a source of contamination and the infectivity is low, it hides a great hidden danger—uncontrollable mind. The parasitism of the Fear of the Cold Abyss requires fear to be achieved. When your fear disappears, you can even expel the parasite from your body, but once the parasite is expelled from the body, its power will disappear."

The students remained enthusiastic, and excited whispers even broke out.

"Do you think you can control parasites with willpower?" The foreign teacher raised his voice: "Then you are very wrong. Parasites are like addictive drugs, and it is a hundred times harder to quit. When you have tasted the power of parasites, the withdrawal reaction when you lose them will trigger a deeper level of fear."

"You will become monsters, ice crystals will grow from your skin, gradually forming a layer of ice armor, your pupils will disappear, and your irises will become hexagonal... No one will know whether your core has been replaced, will your family still treat you as their precious child? Hunters will also consider you as one of their targets to be eliminated, and you can still deceive yourselves, is this the price of becoming stronger?"

Most children are self-centered, believing that they are invincible and that becoming strong will bring them more love.

The foreign teacher's examples overturned the children's initial ideas; no one wanted to become a monster, and no child wanted to be a villain.

Zhou Yu was no exception. He did not think that bullying others was villainous behavior, but he refused to become a monster.

Sobbing echoed through the corridor, but Wei Yuan, with his trembling hand pressed against his thigh, couldn't help staring at the eerie ice sculpture inside the house.

"The name 'Fear of the Frost Abyss' originates from a characteristic detected by humans. When it was first discovered, it was lurking in the deep space at absolute zero. Its main body is a condensed black ice crystal aggregate, with a pulsating 'Fear Core' (an organ similar to the heart that can absorb the host's fear energy) at its core."

As the surrounding temperature dropped significantly, mosquitoes became less active, but the children's enthusiasm for learning actually increased. The fear of the cold abyss was indeed quite unique.

It may look like a shadow crawler or a type of arcane creature, but it does not create other entities to cover itself. This means that arcane creatures are quite difficult to kill, hence this characteristic.

Su Ninglong really wanted to ask Teacher Yang how the Fear of the Cold Abyss completed its parasitic process.

Such an important point of knowledge cannot be forgotten to be mentioned, unless it is done intentionally.

Sure enough, the foreign teacher didn't mention it until the end of get out of class.

The students dispersed, and the foreign teacher pushed the house back onto the trailer. Su Ninglong stepped across the grass, splashing water, and came to the foreign teacher's side. "Teacher, may I ask about the parasitic process of the Fear of the Cold Abyss in private? Does it selectively parasitize?"

Yang Zhu glanced at Su Ninglong, "It's only you; I can't tell the other students."

The little girl blinked her puzzled eyes. "Why?"

“Because you have the Spirit Fire, you don’t need to obtain power through other means, that’s why I’m telling you this,” Yang Zhu whispered. “Actually, you can be parasitized by it as long as you go through a summoning ritual. Of course, you can also enter its contaminated area, find it, and embrace it.”

Yang Zhu's words caused Su Ninglong's pupils to shrink slightly, "After the summoning ritual, will it descend?"

She thought the summoning ritual she saw in the elevator was completely unnecessary, since the spirit was right there and there was no need for such redundant rituals.

“Descend?” Yang Zhu pondered the word. “For extremist believers, this word is very appropriate, except that the part that descends is the parasite.”

Does the summoning ritual have a specific pattern?

The foreign teacher pondered for two seconds, "There are specific conditions, but no specific ceremony. Anything more cannot come out of my mouth."

Conditions? Su Ninglong felt something was strange. The strange thing was that even evil cultivators in the cultivation world had rituals to summon "immortals" to descend.

I wonder if the ritual is similar to the descent of an "immortal".

"Where can I learn about this?"

Yang Zhu glanced around. The crowd had dispersed, leaving only Xing Yuan standing in the corridor in a black raincoat. His golden eyes were fixed on the rain, and even the curve of his coat hem exuded a gentle warmth that was like a spring breeze.

His handsome appearance will make people assume he must be a good person!

Just like the feeling Su Ninglong gives people, she is cute, gentle and harmless.

But the fact that Bai Cai likes to play with her is enough to prove that Su Ninglong's obedience is just a facade, like a cream puff with a chili filling inside.

Yang Zhu inwardly scoffed and looked away: "The learning path is in the inner academy; you should try to get in through the entrance exam."

Su Ninglong crossed her arms. At her age, she would have to wait several years to enter, which was too troublesome. They had already started publicizing the dangers of the Secret Spirits, so why did they still have to hide it?

"When will I be able to get in?" Su Ninglong stomped her foot, splashing water three feet high. That wretched riddle teller.

Wearing nano-suit, Yang Zhu was fearless. "Little guy, don't get angry just because someone doesn't answer. That will make people dislike you."

"Pshaw, that's a lie. Everyone loves my face."

Yang Zhu: "..."

This is troublesome; I really can't get angry.

"Ninglong, it's time to go back." Xingyuan walked over with an umbrella. Seeing Su Ninglong pursing her lips and staring straight at the foreign teacher, he asked, "Are you unhappy?"

"I want to know the summoning ritual for the Fear of the Cold Abyss."

"And then what?" Xingyuan asked gently. "What will you do after you learn about the ritual?"

"I'm not doing anything, I just want to know." Su Ninglong's purpose was pure. "I'm curious about the unknown."

Xingyuan helped her pull her raincoat hood up a bit. "Don't bite off more than you can chew. You're studying too many subjects right now. Let's take it one step at a time, okay?"

This child is impulsive; he wants to learn so many things, and he doesn't want to give up any of them.

Xingyuan could only help her with some decluttering. Su Ninglong thought for a moment, "Okay, then please remember this question for me. I want to learn about it, and I definitely want to learn it when I have the chance."

"Okay, I'll write it down for you first." He agreed unconditionally, determined not to dampen her enthusiasm for learning.

With just one sentence, she appeased Su Xiaozu, earning the admiration of the foreign teacher, who said, "It has to be you; you understand your own child's needs best."

Xingyuan smiled slightly, offering no further explanation.

He knew Su Ninglong was reasonable, which is why he said that. Ordinary children wouldn't be able to use this way of getting along.

"Is the foreign teacher free after school? We're planning a barbecue party in the yard and would like to invite you to join us."

The foreign teacher glanced at Su Ninglong, "Would you welcome me to participate?"

"I'm not that stingy, of course you're welcome to participate."

"Thank you, I'll be there." The foreign teacher patted her large belly. "We can slaughter one sheep from the ranch. Would you like some mutton?"

"Eat." Fresh mutton, who doesn't love it? "I thought you, Mr. Yang, would raise sheep until they die of old age."

"I'm just an expert in animal protection, not an extreme vegetarian. Letting sheep breed freely protects the sheep, but it doesn't protect the environment." Professor Yang can distinguish between primary and secondary goals. He keeps animals to observe their behavior closely, which is beneficial for his research and publishing papers.

"You're slaughtering sheep there, can I watch?"

"I still have feelings for the sheep I raised, even though I'm pulling them back into the yard to kill them. At least I can't let all the sheep know that I'm an executioner." There are feelings, but not many.

The foreign teacher got into the trailer. "See you after school."

"See you later." Su Ninglong waved.

The foreign teacher waved and dragged the house toward the Mysterious Mansion.

Countless raindrops turned into ice beads upon contact with the house, creating a white mist. Su Ninglong couldn't help but wonder, what exactly is the Mysterious Spirit?
Some of them are invisible, some spawn other entities, and some, like the Fear of the Cold Abyss, simply stand there quietly, releasing an ominous aura before completing their parasitic existence.

……

By evening, the rain had stopped.

Su Ninglong straddled the cart pulled by the remote-controlled robot, and with the soft whirring of gears, it sped across the lawn.

Charlie saw it from afar and took off running after it, "Sister Su, I want to play too!"

Su Ninglong tilted her head to examine the sluggish robot. This robot had no ball core and could only be rotated by remote control.

Then, noticing Charlie's tuft of hair swaying as he ran, he handed the remote control to Haiyu for safety's sake.

He controls the robot's speed and direction.

Charlie, who had been given a clear plan, didn't mind. He sat on the back of the cart, feeling the breeze brushing past his ears. He thought it would be cool to drive around in front of his classmates.

"What's this? Iron Man plowing the field?" Lian Xinyi had just asked for leave from the inner courtyard and stayed at the ranch when she stopped in her tracks.

I wanted to question the original intention of this energy-wasting device, but my eyes were drawn to it.

After looking at it a few more times, he thought it looked really fun and wanted to play too.

"Long time no see, Xiao Ninglong."

The little girl's round face looked like a milk jelly dumpling, and even Xin Yi felt an urge to pinch it.

Su Ninglong looked up. "Who are you?"

"Me? Lian Xinyi."

Lian Xinyi has become much paler. Before, she had the normal fair skin of a person with fair skin, but now she is milky white, as if she had specially received injections to remove dark spots. Her beautiful light golden curly hair has been shaved into a buzz cut.

It's like the neighbor's dog has transformed into an ice and snow elf; it's as if the race has changed.

Su Ninglong examined it for a while, then asked, "Which hospital did you go to for skin whitening?"

Lian Xinyi sighed softly, "Couldn't this be the result of my hard work in training?"

The harder you work, the whiter you become?
"In my experience, too much training only makes you tan."

Just as I finished speaking, a surprised shout came from behind me, "Wow, so white! So white it reflects light!"

The skin was very healthy, not bloodless, like a porcelain doll.

Any creature with a pure skin or fur color looks particularly pleasing and beautiful.

Sally, with a sincere face upturned, delivered a devastating blow.

Who is this older sister?

Charlie also dealt a powerful blow, laughing and waving, "Sister Su, Big Sister, Sister Sally, come play!"

Lian Xinyi, as if struck by an arrow in the knee, knelt down dramatically, saying, "You...you...take a good look at my face, I'm a man."

As soon as the deep, gruff male voice rang out, Sally covered her mouth in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I thought your skin was so delicate and you wore an earring... that was just my stereotype."

“My chest is so flat, and I even have an Adam’s apple.” Lian Xinyi patted his chest and pointed to his Adam’s apple, his male characteristics were so obvious.

Su Ninglong comforted her, "Discussing male characteristics with children is useless; they only care about appearance. You can think of it this way: among a group of men, you are the most attractive. When you're looking for a partner in the future, you can stand out because of your looks."

Although he's not as good-looking as Xingyuan, that's an advantage, isn't it?

Lian Xinyi didn't want to live anymore.

Shen Zhaoming arrived half an hour early, but unexpectedly, Lian Xinyi was even earlier than him. The brother was rolling around on the sofa in the pavilion, hugging an Ollie plushie, curled up into a ball, looking completely out of sorts.

"What are you doing here?"

"Mingming, they bullied me."

"Don't yell so disgustingly. Who would dare to bully you?" Shen Zhaoming glanced around.

The little curly-haired girl, covered in sweat; Sally, diligently fanning the oven; and Su Ninglong, skinning sheep—except for Su Ninglong, who was a bit ruthless.

Who has time to bully him?

Lian Xinyi stammered and repeated what they had said.

Shen Zhaoming raised his foot expressionlessly, stepped on his buttock with the sole of his shoe, and then kicked him hard. "Go get to work. It's shameful to take the opportunity to slack off."

After kicking, the soles of the shoes rubbed against the stone slab repeatedly, as if they had gotten dirty on them.