The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

"Okay, I've asked you for a day off. Get some rest."

Xue was taken to school, but the moment the police car left, the blood in his hand began to condense, and then the blood gathered into the shape of a hunting dog, and then completely transformed into that hunting dog-like appearance.

“I used to think I could never kill someone on my own planet, not for justice, not for kindness, but simply because my humanity wouldn’t allow it. The old man also said that if you’re on a pedestal for too long, your humanity will slowly fade away…”

"But now, I've changed my mind..."

The sky was overcast and filled with dark clouds, as if a heavy rain was about to fall. The breeze carried the scent of earth and a hint of blood.

Meanwhile, in the consciousness space, Old Green frowned as he witnessed this scene. He had just finished reading the message sent back by Xue's cursed blood. For the police officers, these were things that required a lot of time to investigate and confirm.

However, for them, they only need a little bit of information to roughly reconstruct the whole process, and even pinpoint the range of potential perpetrators.

"Xiao Xue, what do you think we should do?" Old Green asked tentatively. He had also smelled the blood, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

"Don't worry, I'm almost at the source." He closed his eyes, and the cursed blood he had released into the Bao River began to flow backward, finding its way back to the river where the body had been dumped.

The cursed blood began to gather together, transforming into a small fish that leaped out of the water and became a hunting dog, continuing to follow the scent towards its destination.

"But I've discovered that I might have to break a precedent I used to have. There really are people who are trying to cause trouble on my turf," Xue Dinglu said calmly, explaining his reasoning.

"This city is under my protection."

……

Inside the police station, the Criminal Investigation Department was now at its most mobilized, and everyone looked somber as they reviewed report after report.

Such a major incident occurred in their own city, and it was even a provincial capital. It was outrageous from top to bottom. The last time they heard of such a cruel criminal was decades ago in the neighboring provincial capital, where a dismemberment case had occurred and the killer had not yet been found.

After that, his colleagues there became universally despised, and to this day they remain a negative example used by everyone online to express disdain and sarcasm.

So whether it was for the sake of basic justice or for their own reputation, they investigated with all their might.

"Wait a minute, Section Chief, we've made a major discovery. A suitcase containing the same body parts was found upstream. The location where the body parts were found is very likely not the initial dumping site, but rather further upstream," someone said.

The others immediately became alert. The Baohe River is a river with a very small flow. If a small boat is placed upstream, it may take several hours to drift backward a few kilometers. Therefore, since they deduced that the deceased died at 5 a.m., they naturally assumed that the area near the body was where the body was dumped.

But now, it seems the body was dumped further upstream, in areas they haven't had time to search in the past few hours.

"Have you searched further upstream?" the old captain asked.

"We're searching, but strangely, an engineering college is preventing us from entering the campus, citing 'not wanting to disturb the students,'" the officer in the communications department said. "And there's a small section upstream that's right inside that college."

The hound formed from the cursed blood followed the river to this place. It eventually stopped in an office and then transmitted the coordinates of this place to Xue Dinglu at this moment.

Inside the engineering college, police quickly drove to the entrance, but were stopped when they tried to enter the school.

"This is our search warrant. Please cooperate with our work." The veteran officer produced his credentials.

However, the other party simply said, "I don't know either. It's just that the leaders want to inspect, and the higher-ups have ordered us not to allow people from other schools to enter. There's nothing we can do. Why don't you call the principal first?"

The veteran police officer almost laughed out of anger. What was going on? Why would a leader be inspecting a school? Was a leader's inspection more important than human lives?

And after this interruption, he had a lot of thoughts and guesses in his mind.

"Sorry, this is a murder case, we don't have time to go through the formalities with you." The veteran officer tried to go straight in, but was stopped by a large group of people.

They didn't cause any trouble, they just lay down on the ground and said, "We have no choice, it's a forced order from our superiors. We don't know anything about it. Sir, please don't make things difficult for us. Just call your superiors directly, and we'll release them immediately with one call or text message."

The veteran officer was filled with boundless rage. He had already figured out what was going on: deliberately delaying the time, cleaning up the scene, colluding with others to fabricate evidence, creating an alibi, and possibly even seeking protection.

At that moment, he even had the thought of rushing in without caring about anything else. They didn't have the power to judge evil, only the power to arrest people. But at this moment, it was no longer the sense of justice brought to them by their profession that compelled him to rush in, but the most basic values ​​of being a "human being" that forced him to rush in.

"Xiao Wang, hurry up and talk to the leader, let's go straight in!" After hesitating for a few seconds, the veteran police officer made a decision immediately, and then ignored the security guards who were lingering at the door and stepped on the stairs.

There were many vendors at the school gate, and it was almost lunchtime, so many people were already watching from a distance. This shout drew even more attention to them. The old police officer's face turned ashen because he saw many people taking out their phones.

They're wearing recording devices now, but the online media doesn't care. They can just cut out the beginning and end of a video, add some background music like "We're all living life to the fullest" or "Living like this for thirty years," and none of them will escape unscathed.

But suddenly, the phone at the school gate rang, and the old man who had been lying on the ground answered it. A terrified voice came from the other end: "Come quick! Someone's breaking into the office and they're going to kill someone! Hurry! Hurry!"

……

Xue's portal led directly to an office.

He saw a man yelling at another bald man.

"Your school doesn't want this to be exposed, right? Besides, you're the one who admitted me. If I don't get away with this, you won't get away with it either," he said hysterically.

The leader on the other side also seemed to be sweating profusely. He really didn't expect such a big thing to happen during his term of office: murder and body disposal, and the murderer was someone he had recruited.

If this were exposed, his life would be over.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the office. It was just a boy who had just entered college, and he looked at them coldly.

"Who let you in! Get out!" Upon seeing Xue Dinglu, the leader seemed to regain his authority, even speaking without thinking.

However, a slap sent him rolling twice on the ground, and he was stunned for a moment.

"I'll insult you later." Xue Dinglu's voice was calm, as if he were talking about having barbecue tonight.

But for some reason, the principal suddenly felt an endless chill in his buttocks.

Chapter 147 I'm tired, let's destroy it, quickly.

"Come here right now! Someone's breaking into the office and they're about to kill someone! Hurry! Hurry!"

The principal scrambled away, frantically making phone calls and calling for help. His reason seemed to have been completely lost; he didn't know what to do, and even forgot that if he called for help, his plan to cover up the scandal would be completely ruined.

However, Xue Dinglu paid no attention to the departing principal at this moment. In that instant, the barrier that rose beneath his feet fixed the office, and everyone would subconsciously ignore it.

Xue Dinglu looked at the other person, a bearded man nearly two meters tall. He was very flustered at the moment, but calmed down after seeing Xue Dinglu. Suddenly, he picked up the ashtray on the table, seemingly wanting to start a fight.

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

Blood gushed from his major artery like a fountain. He instantly clutched his left arm, crying out in agony, "My hand! My hand! Ahhhhh, my hand!"

Xue showed no mercy. He grabbed the man's neck tightly and slammed him hard against the corner of the table. The man was instantly stunned, as if he had been turned into a giant dye vat, with red, yellow, and white all appearing before his eyes. He couldn't even feel his own facial features.

However, he reacted slightly and regained a little vision, then punched him in the nose, causing blood to gush out and the nose to collapse into the face, as if a hot pot restaurant had been opened, with salty, sour, and spicy flavors all gushing out.

Blood spurted onto the ceiling of the entire office, turning the place into a hellish scene.

“I ask, you answer…” Xue Dinglu grabbed his neck tightly.

"Why are you hitting me!" Before he could finish speaking, Xue Dinglu punched him in the ear again.

Suddenly, it was as if a band had started playing, with piano, guitar, and drums all blaring at once. One of his cochleas shattered and shattered, and the contents spilled out, a truly chilling sight.

"I'll talk, I'll talk! I didn't mean to! I was just confused for a moment. I saw her gold necklace. I was really wrong. I'm willing to accept the judgment of the law. Please don't hit me! Please don't hit me!"

He was unrecognizable; pain had overwhelmed his reason, and like a snapped string, he desperately clung to the last straw, pleading, "You don't want to be charged with murder, do you? I'm willing to accept the judgment of the law. Let the police arrest me, let the law judge me..."

"Just that?" Xue Dinglu laughed, but his face immediately twitched. Just for this reason, a life died in front of him?

What do you value human life? What do you value human life?

"Don't worry, I'm very fair..."

"No, I was wrong... I was wrong... I was really wrong!" His face was completely distorted, and snot, tears, and blood gushed out as he desperately begged for mercy.

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

“Hooaaaaaaaah!”

……

Countless security guards and police officers rushed toward the teaching building because their principal was shouting incoherently with snot and tears streaming down his face. The slap seemed to have had a concussion effect, leaving him stunned.

All his previous plans to cover up the incident and prevent it from escalating were thrown to the back of his mind. He only calmed down a bit when he saw the police officer holding a stick, and he was immediately drenched in sweat.

"You can't go in, who let you in? You can't go in...you can't go in..." Under the combined effects of concussion and hormones, his already muddled mind was further aggravated, and he even tried to stop the police officer himself.

"Turn off the recorder. Xiao Chen and Xiao Zhang, you two better 'protect' the principal!" The veteran officer emphasized the word "protect" before leaving.

The two young men grinned maliciously, pulled out sticks, and taunted, "How many hits can you do in a second?"

"Four sticks."

"Hey, I can do six sticks."

……

However, when everyone found the principal's office, they were horrified to see the terrible scene inside.

"Immediately seal off the school!" he ordered immediately.

……

But by then, the real killer had already left without a trace, and the cursed blood had returned to his body.

Dark clouds rolled in the distance, as if rain was about to fall. The boy stood on the top of a tall building. The cold wind on the rooftop roared like a beast, violently tearing at his clothes. His hair danced wildly in the wind like tangled weeds.

Xue Luding looked up at the sky and said, "Mom, I want to ask you something. What kind of preparations are needed to set up a soul invocation ritual?"

The world's consciousness cast its gaze upon it. To it, the path to magical advancement in this world was imprisoned. In other words, the limit for any native was the peak of Rank 0, the so-called human limit.

This child, whom He chose, was His most satisfying creation.

However, there is one problem: his humanity is gradually disappearing, which is not a good thing.

The world consciousness is not averse to human nature; it is the basic morality of living beings that constitutes this complex individual. The beauty, kindness, gentleness, and courage in human nature have gradually faded in the course of countless stories.

He became increasingly rational, increasingly considering problems from the perspective of optimal solutions, especially in the previous world, where this situation of divinity overriding humanity had reached its limit.

However, now, looking at his anger, the world consciousness suddenly felt gratified, because he seemed to have regained a bit of his humanity, something called "desire." Although it was not much, this was the kind of thinking that no longer relied solely on reason, which was exactly what He wanted to see.

The world does not allow resurrection, but you can have a unique, massive ritual that belongs only to you and can only be performed once in this land.

……

"What do you mean by 'living with a female college student for a year, then holding her hand and shouting 'Resurrect, my XX!' in front of everyone's eyes, and you can recall your soul'?" Old Green scratched his beard frantically.

Something's not right with your ceremony, is it?

Even old Green was stunned when he saw the magical ritual, and then looked at Xue Dinglu. He couldn't imagine that this child was the kind of guy who could shout "Resurrect, my XX" in front of everyone.

The magic in your world is really strange...

And you, are you really going to carry out this ritual? He always felt it was unreliable and wanted to question where Xue's absurd ritual came from. Isn't this a complete scam?

He felt that instead of wasting their time on this unreliable ritual, the two magicians might as well study the corresponding spells themselves, since Xue Dinglu had spells related to "necromancy".

Old Green also possesses a spell called "Giving Life," which seems to be a rule-based technique. It shouldn't be a problem for the two of them to work together to develop a spell to recall a soul.

Xue Dinglu fell silent, saying with a look of utter despair, "In this world, apart from this technique, no other method is allowed to bring back a soul..."

Old Green also remained silent. He felt that this was putting people in a difficult position. Although they hadn't spent much time together, he knew exactly what kind of person Xue was. Although his coldness and rationality would make him very resistant to this ritual, he would definitely carry it out.

“You don’t know this deceased person at all. You seem to have only met once. The only connection you have is that you went to the same school. Are you still willing to do this?” Old Green looked at Xue’s law and asked.

“If it’s within my sight, then I will definitely do it,” Xue said without any hesitation.

He arrived at the literature club classroom, where the ceremony would begin.

The conditions for the ceremony can be complicated or simple, but they are simply "living with the female college student for a year" and "dying in public". There are no requirements for living together, and the landlord-tenant model can also be applied.

"Then, let the ceremony begin!"

Analysis, synchronization, and using the DNA obtained from Baohe as a medium, this large-scale soul summoning ritual may be a prerequisite for Xue Lude to learn techniques such as "Heroic Spirit Summoning" and "Impure World Reincarnation" in the future.

Although it is very abstract.

A multitude of incantations began to be chanted from Xue Luding's mouth, and a strong wind arose in the room, causing his clothes to flutter in the wind.

As the procedure was about to begin, Xue's hair was blown into a slicked-back style by the strong wind, and the rain seemed to fix it on his head like hair gel.

But suddenly...

"Squeak..." The activity room door opened.

Senior Sister Lian Shan stared blankly at Xue Luding, who was chanting, and said with a very strange expression, "Xue Luding... junior brother?"

Xue Law: “???”

"I'm sorry, someone in our band passed away. I haven't been able to contact you all morning. And junior, I would never tell anyone that you have some kind of...chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) or anything like that...it's a secret between us..." She looked at Xue Dinglu's bewildered expression and said, seemingly embarrassed.

Xue Law: "..."

He fell silent instantly.

He had felt that this place was somewhat familiar, and he had been wondering who the person who died next to him was, but he had not confirmed it yet. Instead, he followed the cursed blood to the place where the victim was most often and began to perform the ritual.

Because he had never been there before and had no recollection of the school's literary society, he even thought the deceased was his former roommate, which is why he was forcibly summoned there.

And now, with the wind blowing his clothes and his slicked-back hair slicked back by the rain, he was drawing a magic circle on the floor of someone else's activity room and chanting a series of spells...