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Chapter 143: Flower of Blood and Bone·Blood Plague IX(2/2)

Of course, he did this because he had no other choice.

After all, if he really wanted to engage in academic research, he really didn't have that much time.

Gan, how can there be a principal like him who works as a social beast all day long!

When the Fourth Sword Holder in Heaven was brainstorming, his work never stopped.

At this moment, the light on the silver cane gradually weakened and eventually disappeared completely.

Xia Xiu put down his cane and stared at Bruce's face. His specific memory had been changed, and everything about his daughter would disappear from his memory.

Bruce will wake up, but he will no longer remember having these two daughters.

At the same time, he also used [Vashak]'s [Private Customization] ability to transform all the maternal and child decorations in the surrounding rooms into normal home styles.

After doing all this, Xia Xiu held up the silver cane and murmured in his heart.

"[Forgetting Curse], [Restoration Curse], [Object Replacement Curse], [Appearance]..."

Not to mention, the work of wizards is similar to what I am doing now. No wonder they like to call ordinary people in this world Muggles. With this ability, anyone would be proud of themselves.

In other words, if I turn the [Lever of Heaven] into a magic staff and fight against those old wizards, I don’t know whether their ‘Deathly Hallows’ is stronger or my staff.

Moreover, when the third hospital is established, some magic shops will need to be built in Whisper Square to imitate the Diagon Alley of the Twist City. Then, resource areas will need to be divided and some thaumaturgy trees will be planted for students to use as cane materials...

This is another gold-swallowing behemoth. The square has no financial expenditure, and the financial allocation promised by the federal government to the management authority has not yet been released.”

The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven did another financial calculation in his mind and found that he still couldn't make ends meet.

He has given all the resources he asked for from the Kingdom of Heaven to the Management Bureau, and of course he can continue to ask for the resources from the Third Hospital from Eden.

However, this lowered his expected rating in the general election.

Moreover, he is now in a trap with the Ethics Committee. He has to come out to resist the attacks of other internal angel factions no matter what.

"Sure enough, we still have to take advantage of the allocation from the Second Bank."

Thinking of this, Xia Xiu glanced at Ned unhurriedly, who had a ruined expression on his face.

"Now, it's time to deal with the last thing on your shit-stirring stick."

Saying that, Xia Xiu took a step forward, and a [Mobius strip] appeared under his feet.

The next moment, he completely disappeared from the room.

Not long after he left, Bruce woke up from the ground with a groggy look on his face. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar home with confusion.

"Sis~ I feel dizzy."

He patted his forehead and said with a strange expression:

"Why did I fall asleep all of a sudden?"

He looked around again. He didn't know why, but he always felt empty in his heart, as if something very important was missing.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's really strange..."

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12:00A

City of Lexington.

John, who considers himself lucky, rests on the couch provided by the technology company where he works.

However, there was sweat on his forehead, and his whole expression looked very painful, as if he was having a nightmare.

John has always felt that he is different from others.

Lucky John, that's what he calls himself.

Like thousands of Johns in the Edici Federation, he is an insignificant part of this huge country.

However, he is different from other Johns.

The specific difference is that he would say that he was once a leukemia patient and was very lucky to recover.

Then, he ushered in his own luck.

Since his recovery, his life seems to have regained its luster.

He found his dream job as a software engineer at a software company in the Bluegrass State.

Every morning, he walks into the company with full hope and welcomes a new day.

He performed well at work and won the praise of his colleagues and superiors.

Soon after, John met Amy, a kind and beautiful girl.

The two met at a friend's party and quickly fell in love.

Amy's smile and tenderness made John feel happier than ever before, and he felt that he had finally found his true destination.

Career and love both come together, which is very beautiful.

John's life is also full of sweetness and warmth.

Every weekend, he and Amy go for a walk in the park, go to a restaurant to enjoy delicious food, or watch movies at home and spend quality time together.

Their love gradually heated up, and John decided to propose to Amy.

On a romantic night, against the backdrop of candlelight and roses, John knelt down on one knee and handed Amy a diamond ring.

"Amy, marry me," he said affectionately.

Amy was so excited that she burst into tears and happily agreed to his proposal.

However, in this seemingly perfect life, John began to notice some strange changes.

At first, it was just minor auditory hallucinations and confusion, but as time went by, these symptoms became more and more frequent.

One day, John was concentrating on writing code in the office when he suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear.

He looked around, but found that his colleagues were all busy and no one was talking. He felt uneasy for a while, but quickly shook off this feeling and continued working.

Returning home at night, John found that he had done something of unknown significance unknowingly.

For example, he would arrange all the knives in strange patterns in the kitchen, or he would get up in the middle of the night and walk back and forth in the room, as if driven by something.

Amy was worried about John's behavior, but she tried to comfort herself, thinking it was just because of the pressure at work.

She persuaded John to see a doctor many times, but John always refused with a smile, saying that he was fine.

Late one night, John woke up from his sleep again. He felt that he was completely unable to control his body, as if he was dominated by a powerful force.

He stood in front of the mirror and saw that his eyes were filled with an unfamiliar light.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt a sting and chill.

"This is not me,"

John said silently in his heart, feeling fear and helplessness sweeping over him.

As time went by, John's auditory hallucinations and trances became more and more serious, and he began to wonder if he was being controlled by something.

He felt that his body and consciousness were changing, as if a strange existence was gradually eroding his will.

Today, John saw himself standing in a blood-red ocean, surrounded by whispers and shouts.

He struggled desperately to get rid of this horrible feeling, but was eventually dragged into the abyss by an invisible force.

Just when he was about to be dragged into the abyss, a gentle voice woke him up from his nightmare.
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