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Chapter 25 Treatment
Inside the cafe, everyone felt as if they were in the depths of the vast interstellar universe, a chaotic, chaotic nebula of exhaust gas slowly flowing. The exhaust, originally emitting a cold and desolate light, was being transformed by Rick's exquisite manipulation.

Standing in the center of the exhaust gas, Rick opened his hands slightly, as if weaving an invisible net, converting the nebula exhaust gas into pure energy one by one, and then introducing it into Masato Handa's body.

Ishido Soichi stared at Rick's every move, as if trying to find out the true background of Onoue Takumi in front of him.

It's not a vampire method.
It's a bit similar to Martian technology, but the principle seems to be different.

The more he tried, the more confused Ishido Soichi became about Onoue Takumi's background, and both Onoue Takumi and Rick exuded the aura of pure Earthlings.

Is it hidden too well, or is my investigation direction wrong?

Handa Masato closed his eyes slightly, his entire body enveloped in a hazy aura. His expression was calm, but his fingers trembled slightly, clearly feeling the impact of the power surging into his body.

"so amazing!"

The eyes of the war rabbit standing beside him lit up, and his signature ahoge hair stood up excitedly.

He took a step closer, watching Rick's operation intently, his tone full of excitement and curiosity: "What is the principle of this energy conversion?"

"Integrating large amounts of nebula waste gas into the body can indeed grant a person the possibility of mutation with various abilities."

"But the prerequisite is that the body must be strong enough to withstand such changes."

Battle Rabbit nodded, as if thinking about something.

But before he could say anything, Rick's voice rang out again, "However, this power isn't entirely harmless. The nebula's exhaust contains not only power, but also a deeply corrosive will. This will can lead one's soul into darkness. If one's body and mind cannot maintain sufficient light and determination, they will ultimately be devoured by this force."

"Being attacked? I'll become a more destructive attacker, right?"

"This power can corrupt people's minds, causing them to lose their true selves and even turn them into monsters that only know how to destroy."

Rick sighed, looked at Handa Masato in the halo with complicated eyes, and quickly withdrew from Onoue's body.

In the consciousness space, as Onoue Takumi and Riku exchanged brushes, he once again reminded him, "Without proper guidance, the future could very well lead to irreversible disasters. Just like how Lindo's power lost control and split into countless tribes, mired in endless internal strife."

"Guide!"

Onoue Takumi stood there silently. After closing his eyes for a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes with a look of contemplation and deep emotion.

Misora ​​walked forward, her tone tentative: "Are you back?"

Onoue Takumi nodded slightly and responded with a smile: "Yes."

Battle Rabbit's ahoge hair twitched slightly. He raised his hand to touch his chin. After looking over Ooue Takumi for a few times, he seemed to have discovered something: "So that's how it is. There's another personality living inside Takumi."

Ryuga scratched his head, confusion written all over his face. "Another personality? What do you mean?"

"The person who spoke just now wasn't the current Ah Qiao, but another him. Ah Qiao, you're also aware of this, right?"

"Indeed, we can communicate with each other in consciousness."

Hearing this, Ryuga's eyes widened, obviously unable to understand this situation, while Battle Rabbit seemed to have been verified, his eyes filled with excitement and desire for knowledge.

Although Ryuga was completely bewildered, he was also captivated by this strange phenomenon and casually exclaimed, "This is amazing! It's just like something out of a novel!"

This sentence immediately aroused Meikong's dissatisfaction, and she picked up a large plastic hammer and smashed it down: "You're so powerful! This is a very troublesome matter!"

Onoue Takumi disagreed, and said calmly, "Ever since I escaped from Faust, I've been able to communicate with my other self, and he's helped me a lot."

Ishido Soichi leaned against the counter beside him, with a meaningful smile on his face: "So, you don't know the origin of that other self, right?"

"I really don't know, Manager, do you know anything?"

Onoue Takumi's gaze was fixed on Ishido Soichi, a hint of inexplicable danger emanating from his eyes. Ishido Soichi was slightly taken aback, then gave a disarming laugh. "Hey, well, that's something you'll have to ask Battle Rabbit."

Battle Rabbit, who was standing by, was suddenly called out. He was about to retort when he noticed that the atmosphere was not right. He quickly pretended to be calm and lowered his head to adjust the device in his hand.

On the opposite side, Takumi Onoue's expression was originally calm and stern, with deep eyes, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, making it impossible to glimpse his true thoughts.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and his silence made people hold their breath unconsciously.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth suddenly moved and his brows slowly relaxed.

That stern expression seemed to crack a little, and he chuckled softly, with a hint of realization and a bit of joking: "I almost forgot, I still have to go cook."

There was a sense of ease in his voice, and the sudden smile that appeared on his face completely dispelled the sense of oppression. Everyone was stunned by this sudden change, even somewhat at a loss.

Onoue Takumi didn't say anything else and walked towards the kitchen. His back looked casual and calm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial episode.

The change in expression was too natural, yet a bit dramatic, making it difficult to distinguish between the indifference and the smile just now.

Just now, the expression on Ogami Takumi's face changed in that instant, and even I, a carefree Ryu, realized that he seemed a little angry.

Everyone subconsciously thought that his anger might be due to Faust's conspiracy.

However, Zhantu, who was standing nearby, was somewhat skeptical.

His gaze flickered between Onoue Takumi's retreating figure and Ishido Soichi, a feeling building in his heart that things weren't simple. Perhaps Onoue Takumi's emotions were somehow connected to the store manager's.

It's strange that the conversation between these two people always feels impossible to fully understand.

The genius scientist frowned, and a strange thought popped up in his mind. Could it be that the store manager was involved in this matter?
Dad, Aqiao.
What are you two hiding?
At this moment, although Misora ​​didn't catch the details like Battle Rabbit, she also instinctively felt something strange.

She raised her head and glanced at Ishido Soichi who was drinking coffee as if nothing had happened.

As for the kitchen, there was only the sound of him busying around, as if everything was over.

Misora ​​bit her lip lightly, feeling somewhat worried.

On the surface, everything seems fine, but there is an elusive sense of alienation.

Misora ​​clenched her hands, feeling uneasy.

As her thoughts were tangled, she couldn't help but lower her head, looking a little helpless and at a loss.

At this moment, a familiar voice broke the silence: "Come and try the coffee I made."

The tone was still gentle, as if nothing had happened.

Misora ​​looked up and saw Onoue Takumi coming out of the kitchen with two cups of steaming coffee. There was a bright smile on his face, completely different from the coldness and anger he had just shown.

"Try it,"

Onoue Takumi placed the coffee gently on the table and said half-jokingly, "My cooking skills are definitely a hundred times better than the store manager's."

"Hey, hey, hey, that's innovative coffee!"

That familiar, relaxed tone made Misora's heart tremble.

He took the coffee and whispered a thank you, but couldn't help but look at Qiao Ogami again. He had to admit that Qiao's facial features were still very attractive.

After pondering for so long, my attention shifted to his appearance.
(End of this chapter)