A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 914 Magic Forbidden
"Slow suicide? What do you mean by that?" Lin Wuming naturally dared not be careless about the diagnosis of the Underworld Soul Chaser and quickly asked.

"You used magic to unleash your special ability, didn't you?" asked the Netherworld Soul Chaser. "Use this trick less often in the future, or you really will die—and in the face of such death, no matter how powerful your special ability is, it won't help, right?"

"That serious?" Lin Wuming asked in surprise, "But before..."

This never happened before when I used magic to activate "bullet time".

“You’d better go ask Chairman Aleister about this again—I don’t know much about magic—he taught you your magic, didn’t he?” said Netherworld Soul Chaser. “The past is the past. Now you’ve changed. If I’m not mistaken, your Nen ability should have become stronger.”

“You’re right,” Lin Wuming nodded.

“I guessed so,” Mingtu Zhuihun nodded. “The instability caused by the transformation of your strength, and the fact that the different powers within you have not yet been fully integrated, inevitably leads to errors in this situation…”

The Underworld Soul Chaser spread his hands: "Your original actions were like walking a tightrope; any slight error would be fatal, so it's not surprising that you're suffering a backlash now. Moreover, it's normal to encounter even more severe backlashes in the future."

"So, as a doctor, the best advice I can give you is—don't use magic anymore, not even once!"

"So strict?" Lin Wuming frowned. "Not even once?"

As a means of actively activating "bullet time," "magic" is indeed an ideal choice.

Especially as Lin Wuming's own strength grew, it became increasingly difficult to "commit suicide" through normal means. The incredibly useful technique of "magic" was truly rare and highly sought after.

“I’ve already said it, you’re committing slow suicide,” said the Soul Chaser of the Underworld solemnly. “Of course, if it really comes to a last resort, you don’t have to be so rigid—you need to decide for yourself how to make the right choices. Although you’re not quite an adult yet, I think you should have enough rationality and ability to take responsibility for your actions. As a doctor, I’m just giving you relatively professional advice from the perspective of your physical health.”

After hesitating for a moment, Netherworld Soul Chaser continued, "Lin Wuming, you are a superpowered person, but during my examination, I discovered traces of magic in your body."

“After all, I have used magic before.” Lin Wuming wasn’t too surprised. “So it’s normal for me to possess magical power.”

"No, don't you understand? Superpowers and magic cannot coexist," said Netherworld Soul Chaser. "To put it simply, they're like water and oil; forcing them together will cause an explosion!"

“Your body is currently on the verge of exploding at any moment—if you use magic,” the doctor said. “However, compared to superpowers, magic is far too weak, so the resulting explosion would be limited in its destructive power. Therefore, what you perceive as your current injury is just a ‘minor injury.’”

However, if one continues to act without restraint and repeatedly casts spells, the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change, and in the end, it will result in an irreversible and tragic end.

Lin Wuming pondered for a moment and said, "After the consultation is over, I will go to see Chairman Aleister immediately... I also have other things I want to confirm with him."

After the consultation, Mingtu Zhuihun casually gave Lin Wuming a diagnosis for three days of inpatient observation.

After leaving the doctor's office, Lin Wuming did not go directly back to his ward, but left the hospital and headed to the "windowless building".

While drinking the calming potion prepared by the Netherworld Soul Chaser, Lin Wuming sent an email to the chairman of Aleister Group as a way of giving advance notice.

Lin Wuming has just defeated a "Right Seat of God," which is a significant event even from Aleister's perspective.

Therefore, Lin Wuming was certain that Chairman Aleister had long been prepared to meet with him. And indeed, this proved to be true; when Lin Wuming arrived downstairs, Kihara Tsurugi was already waiting for him.

The person leading the way had clearly been woken up from his sleep to work overtime; his face was full of exhaustion, and he made no attempt to hide his dissatisfaction.

"Please, make it quick." Kihara Tsurugi grabbed Lin Wuming's arm and whispered, "Let me go back to sleep as soon as possible."

"I'll try my best." Lin Wuming gave a slightly apologetic smile. "It'll count as overtime, and you'll get double overtime pay."

"Heh, who cares?" Kihara Tsurugi rolled her eyes, then immediately shut up and didn't say another word.

Because we had already entered the building, into that iconic room.

She bowed respectfully to the giant test tube in the center of the room, and then, Kihara Tsuki activated her ability again and left.

“You’ve come at the right time, Lin Wuming,” the voice of the chairman of the Aleister Council rang out. “I have just finished negotiations with the British Puritans.”

"I see. So the water from the rear was taken away by them?" Lin Wuming asked.

"Yes."

Having anticipated this, Lin Wuming nodded nonchalantly: "It's been returned to its rightful owner. Is there anything else I need to know?"

“That’s all.” Chairman Aleister thought for a moment, then added, “Keep a low profile lately and don’t leave Academy City.”

"Roman Orthodox Church retaliation?"

“Without a doubt,” said Chairman Aleister, “it’s just that the Rear Waters aren’t in our hands, so whether to seek revenge first or to reclaim the Rear Waters first… that’s what they need to worry about.”

Shifting the blame eastward and having the British Puritans help divert attention? That's not a bad option.

In any case, the value of the Rear Water is not great to Chairman Aleister – the most crucial "Angelic Formula" of the Right Seat of God is not a secret to Chairman Aleister.

Compared to that, it would be better to do a favor and hand over the water in the rear to the British Puritans so they could take it back.

“Of course, it’s not a free gift to them,” President Aleister explained. “I’ve made a new agreement with their High Bishop. Whether they like it or not, the Puritans must now stand with us in the same trench and face the Roman Catholic Church together. Furthermore, our intelligence and resource exchange agreement has been further strengthened—now you can access the knowledge of any grimoire recorded in the Index of Forbidden Books at any time, and she will not refuse you for any reason.”

"What use would I have for a magic book..." Lin Wuming said. "Besides, according to the diagnosis of the Netherworld Soul Chaser just now, for the sake of my health, I can no longer use magic."

"Is that how he judged it?" Chairman Aleister said. "What a pity."

(End of this chapter)