Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 321 How long has Adam's condition lasted?

"Is that so?" The sun god's gaze was sincere yet doubtful.

“It’s very cold.” Sasriel nodded firmly.

"Alright!" The Sun God seemed a little regretful. He paused, then looked at Sasriel and smiled, saying, "Then Sasriel, the future is in your hands!"

Sasriel's gaze sharpened. He looked at the sun god and said, "You may very well be resurrected in the future."

“But that’s too difficult. We must always prepare for the worst.” The Sun God looked at Him calmly and said, “If I am destined not to return, at least you have a higher chance of regaining your senses than I do. Sasriel, you are my humanity, my other side. I believe in you, just as I believe in myself.”

"So I believe that even without me, you would be a great choice."

The mad true creator is not worthy of the sun god's trust, but the sober Sasriel can be the sun god's choice.

One of the reasons why the Sun God chose to let Sasriel work for Lorin from the very beginning was that Sasriel's presence could help the true creator regain his sanity to the greatest extent possible.

The sun god was unsure whether he could truly return in the future, but at least he could choose to allow Sasriel to regain his senses in the future.

Sasriel lowered his eyes, seemed to sigh, then looked up at the sun god and said, "Alright, I will regain my senses, I promise."

……

After resolving the Roselle family's minor, troublesome problem and seeing off the Sun God, Rowling went back to catch up on his sleep.

Summoning the sun god consumes a lot of his spiritual energy, and he needs to sleep to recover.

When Rowling woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. After getting ready, he went to the outposts of the Silver City and Moon City people, dragged Colin Iliad and the Moon City leaders into the alternate dimension, and then brought the alternate dimension to the Spirit Cult's headquarters.

At this moment, the Spirit Cult headquarters is filled with a learning atmosphere. Most of the Spirit Cult members at the headquarters are undergoing ideological reform, while a small number of those who have already graduated have been promoted to teachers or are handling various tasks.

After strolling around the Church of the Spirits' headquarters and confirming that everything was in order, Rowling went to Medici's study, which he usually stayed in, with satisfaction.

"Hey, what brings you here today? I thought you'd forgotten about your poor little tool, Little Red!" Medici knew who it was without even looking up, and his first words were sarcastic.

“How could that be? I could forget anyone but you, Xiao Hong! Without you, who would help me deal with the mountain of work, who would help me fight the war, and who would help me take care of the children…” Luo Lin looked at Medici with the “deep affection” of a boss looking at a top-notch ox or horse, his expression very sincere.

"Just as the West cannot lose Jerusalem, I cannot lose you, Little Red!"

That's the absolute truth. Which unscrupulous capitalist wouldn't like a top-tier tool like Medici?

Medici: ...

Damn it! I'm getting angrier and angrier the more I hear it!

How did he, a dignified Red Angel, suddenly fall into such a state?
Medici began to reflect, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Indeed, it's all Adam's fault!"

If it weren't for Adam, He wouldn't have been boiled in a hot pot. If He hadn't been boiled in a hot pot, He wouldn't have been saved by Roland, and He wouldn't have had a falling out with the Sun God over being boiled in a hot pot, ultimately ending up on Roland's pirate ship.

"Here!" At this moment, Roland thoughtfully handed over a small dagger and sincerely said, "Go for it, Little Red! I support you in stabbing him in the kidneys again!"

Medici gave Roland a sharp, dagger-like look, then took the dagger from his hand. Simply put, his hand was itching; he wanted to stab someone in the kidneys.

“But haven’t we already settled everything?” Adam, who had appeared out of nowhere, spoke up, looking at Medici and saying, “Medici, are you going to develop some kind of unusual hobby? That’s not good.”

"Get out!" Medici finally couldn't take it anymore and threw the dagger in his hand.

Adam swiftly dodged the dagger that was clearly aimed at his kidney. He glanced at Medici with a hint of helplessness, then shook his head and said, "Your temper is getting more and more volatile, Medici. Sigh, that's not how I taught you."

"Do you believe I can be even more irritable?" Medici looked at Him, his tone so cold it sounded like he was about to kill.

“I believe you.” Adam nodded readily.

“You bastard…” Medici was a little choked up and could only grit his teeth.

Rowling watched this scene with great interest, like a spectator enjoying a juicy spectacle up close. He looked at Adam, then at Medici, and finally asked the latter sincerely, "How long has He been experiencing these symptoms?"

Rowling could certainly tell that Adam was much more lively than when they last met. However, this liveliness didn't seem to be solely due to Adam's humanity. Rowling could tell that there was an element of performance to it; Adam was probably intentionally trying to emulate the fantastical angel he once knew.

"Who knows! I'm not going to pay special attention to it anyway. It's been acting up for a while now." Medici rolled his eyes in annoyance and said disdainfully, "It's so fake."

"It's really sad. I've tried so hard to get closer to the Imaginary Angel. As expected, a substitute is always just a substitute; it can never compare to the real thing," Adam said, feigning a sigh.

Medici immediately showed a disgusted expression.

Luo Lin raised an eyebrow. After thinking for a few seconds, he said sincerely, "Why don't you try to be normal? I'm scared."

While a lively, imaginary angel is certainly endearing, Adam, who pretends to be lively when he is not, gives off a somewhat hypocritical vibe.

It's strangely unsettling.

Upon hearing this, Adam's feigned liveliness faded considerably, and he regained his faint smile, looking at the two with slight confusion as he said, "I thought you would prefer me in that state."

"..." Rowling paused for a second, then looked at Adam sincerely and said, "Put yourself in Adam's shoes. If Amon suddenly started acting all cute and affectionate towards you, wouldn't you find it strange?"

Adam thought for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head and said, "I wouldn't find it strange; it just means He needs something from me."

Even Rowling choked for a moment at this point. He looked at Adam, thought for a moment, and then said, "What if Medici suddenly started acting cute towards you?"

Upon hearing this, Medici's face darkened.

Adam's expression also became subtle. He thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "That is indeed very strange."

"So what are you really thinking?" Luo Mao looked at Adam with suspicion and asked, "Didn't I suggest you go and look at those thousand faces?"

“I went.” Adam lowered his eyes, concealing the emotions within them, and said, “During this time, I’ve been living in the East District. Sometimes I’m a dockworker carrying goods at the East District docks, and sometimes I’m a street vendor…”

(End of this chapter)