Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 387 Remier

Bright lights illuminate the night as if it were daytime, and optical technology makes the streetlights soft and not dazzling.

Hotel entrance.

Remiller took the trench coat handed to him and casually draped it over his shoulders:

"No need to deliver it."

"Take care." Carl nodded.

"Thank you for your help with that matter."

"No problem." Remier smiled faintly, waved to the approaching taxi, and casually asked:

"We've known each other for so long, this little favor is nothing, but I didn't expect you to be so interested in genetics."

"Heh..." Karl chuckled.

"I want an answer, but unfortunately, the person in the know is unwilling to tell me, so I have no choice but to find it myself."

"The answer?" Remiller's eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Sometimes it's better not to know.

"Sizzle..."

The taxi stopped.

Wearing a car rental company uniform, "Black Wizard" Abbott quickly got out of the car and opened the door eagerly.

"Dear lady, please get in the car."

"Um."

Remiller nodded, stepped sideways into the back seat, rolled down the window, waved goodbye to Karl.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Inner Court District, No. 12 Mu Street"

Inner Court District?

The Black Wizard's eyes flickered slightly.

With the development of science and technology and the explosion of productivity, it is now extremely rare for people to starve to death in this society.

But that doesn’t mean there are no slums.

Inner Court District

It's like a slum in Fast City, where most of the people living there are from the lowest rungs of society.

Chaos, filth, crime...

Get together.

Under the control of the "Black Wizard," the taxi moved forward silently, like a ghost.

He did not lay a hand on Karl.

The 'Black Wizard' was reluctant to take action simply because Karl's guest looked remarkably like that person.

To commit murder in front of "that person," even if it was just because they looked like him, felt like a desecration to him.

It's a crime!

Instead, he disguised himself as a taxi driver and tried to make contact with the other party.

Driving cautiously, the "Black Wizard" glanced at Remier, who was resting with his eyes closed, through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but marvel at how similar they looked.

"Miss."

After thinking for a moment, he spoke slowly:

"With your appearance, you are perfectly capable of leaving the Inner Court District; you deserve a better living environment."

"..." Remier opened her eyes, her gaze clear, transparent, and pure, just like her temperament:

"Drive carefully and don't talk too much."

"Yes."

The subconscious thought of the "Black Wizard" should be...

He immediately felt a surge of anxiety. He was a local official in the Temple of Gods, a powerful expert with the strength of the third rank, yet he was afraid of a little girl.

He twitched his fingers, but ultimately suppressed his resentment, after all, the other party resembled that being too much.

It seemed that he couldn't muster any hostility at all.

"Sizzle..."

The taxi stopped in front of an orphanage.

The "Black Wizard" got out of the car, opened the door, and bowed to lead Remier out. Several children were seen skipping and jumping towards them.

"Aunt Louis!"

"teacher!"

"..."

"Good boy/girl." Remier smiled and took out several beautifully wrapped candies from his pocket, distributing them to the group.

"Were you obedient today? Did you do your homework properly?"

"obedient!"

"It's all done."

Several children, laughing and joking, accepted the candy and surrounded Remier as they walked towards the orphanage.

This scene left the 'Black Wizard' slightly stunned.

"Pure angels, disguised as infants, surrounded God, reporting everything that was happening on earth."

"Miss Louise!"

With a sudden thought, the 'Black Wizard' seemed to have made a decision, and stepped forward, saying:

"Your kindness has touched me, and I am willing to sponsor you to build an orphanage in a bustling neighborhood to provide these children with a better life."

Remiller stopped.

He patted the heads of the children beside him, telling them to go back and rest, before turning to look at the 'Black Wizard'.

"Abbott, I remember your daughters are all ordinary people?"

?

Abbott suddenly looked up, his body trembling slightly, a surge of warmth welling up in his eyes.

"host……"

His lips trembled, tears welled in his eyes, and he slowly knelt down, his voice choked with sobs:

"Great Lord!"

He never said his own name from beginning to end, so it's not just a resemblance, it's his true identity!

"You caught a guy named Barrow, right?"

Remiller opened his mouth:

"Let him go."

"Yes."

Abbott, the "Dark Wizard," responded in a muffled voice:

"I will obey the Lord's will."

"Let's leave." Remiller waved his hand.

"Whether rich or poor, every child deserves hope and should not be treated differently because of their social status."

"I like it here and I don't plan to move away."

"Yes."

Abbott agreed again, not daring to question her words in the slightest; everything God did was right.

"Lord!"

"May I come to see you again in the future?"

"If I want to see you, you will naturally be able to," Remiller said calmly as he slowly walked toward the orphanage.

"host!"

"The Dark Wizard" Abbott looked up and asked again:

"That Professor Karl..."

"He's my friend." Remiller paused slightly, a different emotion creeping into his voice:

"A friend I've known for many years."

Many years?

The Black Wizard's eyes were glazed over. He had known of the existence of the Lord since he could remember; the Lord was a very ancient deity.

So...

Was Professor Karl one of those types?

"Do you need it?"

"No need." Remiller understood his servant's thoughts perfectly and spoke calmly:

"Don't contact him."

"Yes."

The "Black Wizard" lowered his head.

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Barrow was completely immersed in a large glass vessel, his body enveloped in a pale green liquid.

His mouth was pried open with a dilator, and a tube went through his throat and into his stomach.

He had IV lines inserted in his abdomen, back, wrists, and chest, through which his blood flowed.

There were numerous cuts on his limbs and abdomen, with the skin and flesh turned inside out, revealing fresh flesh and blood.

The torment he endured during this period left him neither human nor ghost, and he thought countless times that he might as well just die.

unfortunately,

Here, even if he wanted to die, he couldn't.

The liquid enveloping the body has a numbing effect on the nerves, while simultaneously providing the body with a continuous supply of nutrients.

"The experimental subject can switch between multiple states, and normally appears in human form."

"When you are angry or agitated, the cells in your body change, and various organs will also undergo corresponding changes."

"His ears can hear sounds that ordinary people cannot hear, and his nose can smell scents that ordinary people cannot smell..."

"Preliminary progress has been made in animal testing..."

Professor Jim stood in front of the screen, looking at the various experimental data, his expression grim and uncertain.

The experiment is not progressing as well as expected.

Fortunately,

There's progress!

"Whoosh!"

A figure appeared out of thin air in the laboratory and, with a wave of his hand, pulled Barrow out of the glass container.

At the same time, he gently raised the staff in his hand.

Second Circle Witchcraft - Healing!

A soft halo of light fell upon Barrow, merging into his body and transforming into flowing nutrients that nourished his injured organs and flesh.

"Mr. Abbott."

Professor Jim's expression changed drastically:

"What are you doing?"

"It's all over now," the dark wizard Abbott said slowly.

"If the professor wants to continue the experiment, I can provide support, but this person needs to be sent back."

"That won't do!" Jim exclaimed hastily.

"Without Barrow, my experiment could not have been conducted."

"Then there's nothing we can do." The black wizard Abbott shook his head.

"He's involved in a lot of trouble, so it's impossible for him to stay here any longer. Professor, you'll have to figure it out yourself."

Without giving the other party a chance to explain, he waved his hand and summoned a scroll that swept Barrow into it.

He vanished in a flash.

Looking at the empty laboratory, Jim trembled, his eyes filled with resentment, which finally turned into a roar.

"what!"

"I won't let Barrow get away with this!"

test,

It is everything to him.

The achievements of Barrow represent Jim's lifelong pursuit, and he would never give up on them.

(End of this chapter)