Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 151 Empathy
The green forest covers the abandoned factory area like a heavy curtain, and the sunlight shines through the broken glass skylight, forming mottled traces.

Yang Liu stood outside the factory, holding a thick steel bar in her hand, her eyes slightly narrowed, her gaze fixed on the man opposite her.

His breathing was steady and almost inaudible, like a tiger ready to pounce.

Yamada Takashi stood in the shadow of the factory, his figure split into two by the sunlight. The right half of the shadow was slowly moving, like some kind of independent life.

His exposed skin was covered with blue-black blood vessels, which oozed black asphalt-like liquid with every breath he took.

The liquid dripping onto the ground will slowly corrode the ground, leaving behind honeycomb-like holes.

"Are you the one who is here to kill me?" Yamada Takashi's voice was so hoarse that it didn't sound like a human.

Yang Liu did not answer immediately. His gaze suddenly left the other person's eyes and turned to look at the withered forest around him.

"Isn't it hard?"

The sudden question made Yamada Takashi slightly stunned. He looked down at his hands, which were already completely black, and suddenly laughed with a hint of sarcasm:
"What do you say?"

Yang Liu ignored the hostility and sarcasm in his tone and just nodded slightly:
"This ability is a part of you. Don't resist it, but don't indulge it too much either. Use your will to restrain it and let it act according to your will..."

Hearing the inexplicable words that Yang Liu suddenly said, Yamada Takashi subconsciously did what he said.

Suddenly, drops of black liquid oozed out from the withered trees around them and flew towards Yamada Takashi like a young swallow flying into the forest.

These returning liquids were absorbed, and the black liquid that had originally accompanied the low breathing no longer seeped out. Even the clear black blood vessels on Yamada Takashi's face disappeared by more than half, allowing Yang Liu to at least seep out his face clearly.

"How could this be..." Yamada Takashi was a little incoherent as he felt the pain in his body quickly subsiding.

Yang Liu looked at his current state and shook her head with some regret: "Is this the best you can do? You have been out of control for too long and it is irreversible. This method can only make you feel better for a short period of time."

Yamada Takashi raised his head sharply: "You...why?!"

"Are you asking me how I know how to control your abilities?"

Looking at Yamada Takashi who nodded hastily, Yang Liu looked at him with a look full of regret:
"Of course, because in terms of the nature of your abilities, you and I should be the same type of people."

The moment Yang Liu encountered Yamada Takashi's power in the gym, he had already analyzed the characteristics of his ability, and came to this conclusion after re-summarizing the information obtained from the news.

This is indeed the case. Strictly speaking, the abilities of the two people can indeed be considered to be of the same type.

The only difference is that Yang Liu's ability tendency is towards the soul, while Yamada Takashi's ability tendency is towards life.

Both parties can improve themselves by plundering "others", and Yang Liu naturally knows what problems Yamada Takashi is facing now.

Actually, this isn't even out of control, it's just the creature's instinct to become stronger.

Exercise makes people happy. This is an instinct buried deep in their biological genes. After intense exercise, organisms will secrete dopamine, which makes people feel happy.

Even ordinary people are addicted to this feeling and work hard to train, even to the point of maintaining a lifestyle that may be considered torturous in the eyes of outsiders.

However, the abilities of Yang Liu and his colleagues can allow a person to gain improvements in a very short period of time that would take a person many years, or even a lifetime, to achieve.

In the process of gaining power, the pain is reduced to almost nothing, but all the pleasure from instinct is fed back to you without any difference.

The pleasure far exceeds that achieved by smoking, drinking, or even taking drugs, and is an instinct that is almost impossible for humans to resist with their will.

Yamada Takashi also understood this, but looking at Yang Liu who seemed like an ordinary person, he was full of jealousy and confusion: "Then you..."

"As for me..." Yang Liu looked up at the sky, "I'm just luckier."

Yang Liu knew very well that the reason she did not lose control after awakening was purely because of good luck.

He had lived in the country for more than twenty years, and had only found two and a half ghosts in total. No matter how much his instincts desired it, it was of no use.

Although I found a replacement method later, the time when I was most likely to lose control had passed, so I also learned how to control myself.

If Yang Liu was born in a place like Japan like Yamada Takashi, the outcome would probably not be much better than his.

Because of this, Yang Liu always felt a sense of grief when she saw Yamada Takashi.

He could fully understand the other person's current pain, and while he was afraid of the outcome he was experiencing, he could also empathize with him.

"So, do you want some psychological counseling? It will definitely go smoothly if I counsel you in my current state." Yang Liu suddenly told a cold joke.

Yamada Takashi suddenly smiled, and his smile was like the cracked earth crust, revealing the rotten inside under the skin:
"Forget it, those things are meaningless to me now."

Yang Liu turned his gaze back to Yamada Takashi and stared at him for a long time. Yang Liu sighed: "Yeah, it's meaningless now. Now you can only use a more direct method to deal with it..."

"But... do you really think you can win?" Yamada Takashi's voice was strangely calm, as if he had seen through everything. Yang Liu did not answer, but moved his hands slightly, and his knuckles made a slight clicking sound, which was the bullet being loaded.

Every muscle in his body was gathering strength, ready to shoot out like an arrow at any time.

Yamada Takashi also fell silent. The blue-black blood vessels under his skin, which had just contracted, expanded rapidly again, as if some virus was spreading.

The body's functions improve rapidly and the breath becomes more and more stable.

Yang Liu's nose twitched slightly, and she could smell a faint musty smell in the air, which was the scent of Yamada Takashi's collapsing vitality.

"We don't have much time, let's get started." Yang Liu whispered, his voice echoing in the empty factory.

The power stored in the muscles was released, and Yang Liu rushed out like a flash of lightning. Every muscle in the body worked perfectly, coordinating as if it were a carefully designed machine.

Holding the steel bar in his hand, he stabbed it towards Yamada Takashi's heart at such a speed that even the air was cut, making a sound.

Yamada Takashi's reaction was surprisingly quick, and his movements were extremely strange, as if he was a puppet whose body was being manipulated.

With his joints stiff, he leaned back to avoid Yang Liu's attack. His left hand reached out to grab Yang Liu's shoulder. The black liquid oozing from his knuckles instantly condensed into sharp claws with a bluish-black metallic glow, as if to tear Yang Liu's body apart.

Yang Liu used powerful strength to break the constraints of inertia and gravity, and forcibly controlled her body to change its trajectory. Her right foot swept out while turning, directly hitting the inside of Yamada Takashi's knee.

Click!

Yamada Takashi's leg bone broke on the spot. He groaned and his body sank slightly, but he quickly stabilized his center of gravity.

The black liquid quickly formed a network, supporting Yamada Takashi's broken bones. The huge vitality rushed in and healed the injuries almost in the blink of an eye.

He grabbed Yang Liu's ankle with his right hand, and the black liquid at his fingertips began to spread.

Yang Liu reacted faster, and forced herself to adjust her body position in mid-air, using her palms to push herself up.

While dodging Yamada Takashi's grasp, Yang Liu's fist slammed into his chest like a cannonball.

Yamada Takashi's chest caved in directly, but he did not retreat at all with the support of the black liquid. He punched Yang Liu's chin with his backhand almost without hesitation.

Unable to dodge, Yang Liu was hit on the head and tilted back, with blood gushing out and flowing down her chin.

With the force of the blow, Yang Liu quickly retreated, and after regaining his balance, he touched the wound on his chin.

"Awesome, but you're no match for me." Yang Liu's tone was full of admiration.

Yamada Takashi was breathing heavily, and his broken ribs were healing quickly. "You can't defeat me just by talking big. No one in this forest can kill me!"

"is it?"

Yang Liu's eyes fell on Yamada Takashi's leg that had just been broken by the kick.

The broken bones have healed, but the legs are in a deformed position.

This is natural. If bones are forcibly healed without bone correction, they will naturally appear deformed.

"Although your vitality is more convenient and universal than mine, it seems to be a little weak in some aspects..."

Yamada Takashi's smile became even more distorted, cracks appeared on his face, and his skin gradually cracked, revealing the rotting flesh and black blood vessels underneath:
"Killing you... is enough!"

Yang Liu's pupils shrank slightly, and he noticed that the other person's aura was changing.

Yamada Takashi's vitality was rapidly draining away, but his body's aura was becoming stronger in a strange way.

The blue-black blood vessels broke through the body and spread out in all directions with Yamada Takashi as the center. Wherever they passed, both the land and metal became "corrupted", as if they were absorbing everything around them.

"What is this? Is Darkening ten times stronger?"

Yang Liu gritted his teeth, raised the steel bar, rushed towards Yamada Takashi, and swung it down hard at his head.

Woo! ! !
The wind whistled like an evil howl, but Yamada Takashi did not intend to dodge. He raised his right hand with five fingers spread out, as if he wanted to grab the steel bar in this state.

The powerful steel bar smashed his arm into pieces as expected, but no blood flowed out.

Yang Liu did not stop, and the steel bar was swung like a whip, sweeping towards Yamada Takashi's head with a whistling sound.

But his attack missed because the steel bar suddenly bent.

(End of this chapter)