Durin's Diary

Chapter 972 Destroyable

Once Dulin and the old man stopped punching each other, Old Man Pang finally put the two comedians down.

"Young man, how old are you? Can't you be a little more considerate of your descendants?" He first looked at the old man earnestly.

"The chessboard is like a battlefield, and every move is like deploying troops. If we don't teach this child a lesson, he won't understand!" the old man grumbled.

“Alright, Pang Juan, you’re a thousand years old. How can you still do what you did back in the Imperial Academy, hanging Xiao Mo on a tree?” the old lady said.

Grand Tutor Pang sighed and put the old man and the child down from his hands: "The Academy of State Affairs has been closed for so long, how do you still remember?"

“He’s only been imprisoned for five hundred years.” The old man straightened his collar, then pointed at Du Lin and sighed, “I can’t play any card games with this kid. He’s too lucky. I can only beat him by playing chess, a game that relies on my brain. If there’s even a bit of luck involved, I can’t beat him.”

Dulin chuckled: "That's what happens when you're lucky."

"You little rascal." Old Pang reached out and ruffled Du Lin's hair. "Don't bully your old man."

"It's up to you." Du Lin stopped making a fuss and prepared to go sit with his daughter for a while.

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After Du Lin had walked away, Yan Zhenqing, who was drinking tea, sighed, "The more I look at them, the less they compare. My children are simply no match for them."

"Now that we're not talking about the Yan family anymore, are we?" The old man sat down at his tea table, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

Grand Tutor Pang sat down in front of the two old men and tapped the armrest: "The more disrespectful this child is, the more I feel that the world owes him too much. The Empress once said that people cannot expect others to save them. In this world, the only one who can save you is yourself. But this child came, and he never fights for himself. Instead, he helps all living beings to clear the way to death."

"That's why they say the nameless person made a good choice." Yan Zhenqing said softly, "No matter what position this child rises to in the future, I will help him protect his home. No one can take away what he has."

“I will keep an eye on things. His grandfather is not as old as me. I will go to the Western Continent with you then.” After saying this, the old man looked at Old Pang and said, “When the troubles on all sides of Changtang are over, you old man can’t stop us, can you?”

"Why would I stop you? If it weren't for Du Lin letting me live a few more days so that he could give me a Chang Tang without the grudges of the Three Passes and Four Seas, I would have given up on life long ago." At this point, Grand Tutor Pang leaned back in his chair: "That child is really good. If I had a descendant who could match him, I would live a lot more."

The old man and Yan Zhenqing were silent for a while, then they patted the tea table and laughed together.

The old man said, "Look how pleased he is with himself! What kind of person is he! The youngest of his daughters is almost twenty-eight!"

Yan Zhenqing: "Exactly! He's lived to such an old age and he's still thinking about letting his descendants eat young grass!"

...Dulin sat next to Anta, watching Old Pang sandwich the old man and Mr. Yan into the tree, and almost couldn't help but hum softly.

The old lady was recounting her story of hunting with a different species in the snowy plains of Shanhaiguan, and she even gave Melinda some tips—she and Melinda shared the same origin.

"What are those ghouls from the north like?" Anta asked curiously.

Because the ghouls of the Western Continent are units of necromancy, and she had heard that the evil gods of the North were not of the necromancy school.

"The ghouls of the North, well, they can't really be called ghouls, because they are still human in essence. But their sense of self has been shattered by the evil god Shalis. The evil god Shalis bewitches all living beings with desire itself, and the ghouls are the ones who have been bewitched. Desire itself is ever-changing, and they cannot control their minds. In the end, they become monsters manipulated by desire. They are human, yet they cannot be considered human, so they are called ghouls," the old lady explained.

"In other words, ghouls are actually human, but they have lost their sense of self and are left with only shells manipulated by desires. It's truly pathetic." Reed said, looking at the old lady. "They must be difficult to deal with."

"Yes, their bodies are extremely hard, and can only be damaged by hammer-like weapons or exceptionally sharp weapons. Moreover, because they are controlled by desire, ordinary mental magic is useless against them."

The old lady said this.

Dulin agreed with this statement. After all, as the costume of Slaanesh among the four evil gods, Slaanesh in this world must be someone who plays with extreme desires. It can be confirmed that his threshold is the highest, and the mental abilities of ordinary psionicists are indeed not very effective against such a guy.

"So, do ghouls have any weaknesses?" Tanya asked curiously.

"They fear fire and sunlight. I've heard that there are also nameless beings in your Western Continent, whose divine abilities can easily kill them," the old lady said.

"Do you mean such divine power?" Tanya cast a healing spell on her minor injury. The old lady smiled and nodded. "Yes, that's the power. Ghouls are demons transformed from people who are addicted to their desires. They are afraid of fire, sunlight, and divine power. Experienced hunters will set up various traps and incendiary devices along their routes. As long as there is fire, the ghouls will panic and run away."

Since the old lady had said so, the girls of Dulin nodded.

Alyssa posed a new question: "When you were in the North, what other Chaos creatures did you encounter besides the most common ghouls?"

"Yes, for example, the Fear Demons. They are creatures from another world, usually blue or pink in appearance. They are very dangerous because no one would think of facing their breath directly." The old lady said, then asked with some curiosity, "Do you have them where you live?"

“No, but Mr. Dulin’s hometown also has a lot of trouble. For example, there are green-skinned orcs. These orcs are not like other orcs. They are all green. They are very dangerous and incredibly strong, but they are stupid. We can easily interfere with their minds with mental magic.” Lan En, as a native of Changtang who had actually been to the Western Continent, said this, which made the old lady curious: “Green-skinned orcs, they sound very strong. And the alien species over there seem to be very socialized, unlike the alien species here, which are just lackeys of evil gods.”

“Indeed, although the green-skinned orcs over there worship the Beast God, the Beast God has already been killed and is long dead,” Anta said. “This information can be found in the library of the Mage Tower.”

Hearing that even the gods had died, the old man sighed, "The environment where you are is really much better than here."

(End of this chapter)