My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Chapter 185 Evil Pokémon

"So, in order for him to grow up smoothly, I have been dealing with the mess left after the Age of Gods all over the world, as well as those idiots who tried to return to the Age of Gods."

Aunt rubbed her eyes, and You Xiaoniao noticed the deep dark circles under her eyes beneath her makeup.

“From the Blood Cult in Romania to the alchemy of Eastern Europe, and then to the witches and witch hunters in Salem, I’ve dealt with all those who tried to return to the Age of Gods, one by one, and then slaughtered them all.” My aunt sighed. “However, a few years ago I happened to be in Japan dealing with a Shintoist deity reincarnation case, and coincidentally, an ancient ritual by a mystic was taking place here at the same time…”

She crushed the lollipop in her mouth and said fiercely, "Can't these idiots use their brains? If the Divine Era were really that good, would I be stupid enough to desperately try to stop its revival? As someone who has lived since the Divine Era, I only feel that the Divine Era has been living a lousy life!"

"If we really threw these idiots into the Age of Gods, their asses would probably be rotting by the next day, and even passing dogs would be able to slap them. You don't want that? If you don't want that, then you can be forcibly rotted first and then turned into monsters. In the end, other people will use your organs as treasures to show off. What a bunch of lunatics!" Auntie was cursing.

This tone and attitude left the little bird standing to the side speechless.

Aunt, you're being a bit abstract.

"Don't you think so? Why do these idiots think that they'll be at the top after returning to the Age of Gods?" Auntie seemed to have had enough of scolding and pulled You Xiaoniao back.

This left her speechless and only able to smile.

"If we really return to the Age of Gods, and those gods who were forced into slumber and can only rely on faith to make a little contact with the world descend, their asses will rot the moment they arrive!" Aunt said viciously, completely disregarding her daughter-in-law's opinion.

She was speechless. She had just finished dealing with the group of Japanese mystics who wanted to reincarnate gods in the mortal world, and stopped a god who was trying to return to the mortal world, when she heard the explosion in the backyard.

A Western mystic pulled off a major feat, summoning an ancient relic from who-knows-how-many years ago into the present world. Then, to her utter dismay, a few missiles from the soldiers destroyed the thing, causing it to spread throughout the world…

It's hopeless, just destroy it already...

If it weren't for wanting to watch Xue Lude grow up, and even wanting to see him get married and start a family so I could hold my grandchildren, my aunt would really have thought of just dying on the spot. Let these bastards cause trouble all they want, until the mystery is revived and demons run rampant, then they'll realize how stupid and idiotic their previous ideas were.

If she could run, she would have carried Xue Dinglu and fled immediately without hesitation.

"Um..." Although You Xiaoniao felt that her aunt was indeed very abstract, it seemed that thousands of years of high-pressure life had made her personality completely different from the jealous and controlling witch in mythology. Now she was more like an aunt going through menopause...

However, she could understand her aunt's feelings. After all, she just wanted to live a peaceful life. She even originally wanted to raise a child from scratch, but as she raised the child, she found that kinship had long surpassed love, and care had overcome desire. Only then did she truly emerge from that past shadow.

Even so, there are many people in the world who don't want to live a peaceful life, don't want a civilized and orderly world, and just want to return to the Darwinian society of the Age of Gods, which is like the law of the jungle.

What could she do? She tried her best, but it was never going to end.

But upon seeing this, You Xiaoniao suddenly thought of the bacteriophages left behind by Xue Dinglu, and she instantly understood everything.

“No, Aunt, we still have a way to turn things around. It’s in our hands. You’ve been telling the story of the false cursed blood and the cursed blood. I finally understand your intention…” She looked at the vessel in her hand, and something called hope seemed to emerge in her pupils.

"I originally thought he was researching bacteriophages to create a special drug against the waste bacteria, but Ah Xue probably knew about this all along and has been trying to kill 'God' in his own way! I understand his idea now, it's to use bacteriophages!"

"Bacteriophage? What's that?" Auntie asked, looking completely bewildered.

Yu Xiaoniao: "..."

She could only explain to her thousands-year-old aunt in the simplest terms what bacteriophages were; in short, they were like nanoviruses created by nature specifically to target bacteria.

There is also a fungal phage that specifically targets fungi, which is also a member of the bacteriophage family, just like a white blood cell mechanism that nature has specifically developed to address the current situation.

"And the waste fungus is a very primitive cell, so primitive that it possesses all the characteristics of plants, animals, bacteria, and fungi. Therefore, Xue's idea has always been to use bacteriophages to kill the waste fungus and to spread these nanobiomes that only target specific microorganisms, thereby changing the whole world. He is trying to save the world in his own way." After You Xiaoniao finished speaking, she finally understood his idea.

Circe was stunned. She couldn't understand the situation at all before, but at this moment, she seemed to be hallucinating back to more than three thousand years ago, watching that group of people heading to Olympus.

Suddenly, she smiled with a sense of relief. Yes, he had always been like this, always the same. Even thousands of years later, he was still the same as he was back then, except that he no longer possessed the power he had in the Age of Gods.

But if given some time, there might be a one in ten thousand chance that everything could be ended before the disaster strikes.

At the very least, shouldn't we be able to extinguish the disaster in a short period of time after it breaks out?

Over the course of a thousand years, Circe also read a lot of literature about post-apocalyptic wastelands. Rebuilding a new world on that wasteland is always better than starting all over again.

"I understand. It seems we need to take action as well. What... what is this thing called 'devourer'?"

“Bacteriophages…” “Yes, bacteriophages. They might play a role in unexpected ways. This time, we can also complete our mission instead of just watching.” Auntie seemed to have been revitalized immediately. She came to the petri dish and looked at her daughter-in-law.

It's all very ordinary, except for having a good attitude.

"Fine, I'll be your teacher then," she said, as the pseudo-cursed blood appeared in her hand.

This is a degraded version of all the cursed blood she has collected, which also has the effect of modifying organisms. However, she doesn't understand how to use it yet and has been using it as an ability to manipulate blood.

But this time, for the sake of the child she raised herself, she was determined to risk her life.

……

Consciousness Space, within the Magic Academy.

"Success!" Austin looked at the successful experiment with joy. At this moment, it seemed that they had accomplished a miracle.

Calling upon the spirits of the fallen!

It was actually quite different from what I had imagined, but their progress was much faster than those fallen mystics. Their summoning no longer relied on Zigela, but instead used the illusionary manifestation of Xue's Law as its core.

Xue also understood why those degenerate mystics insisted on calling for "evil spirits," because on this land, the difficulty of materializing "heroic spirits" was countless times greater than that of evil spirits.

Because the essence of the spell is not to bring the hero's soul back to the present world, but merely a concept in one's imagination, a "spiritual particle" gathered through people's consensus.

If you summon heroic spirits in this way, what you get will only be a distorted individual, not the real person from history.

Similar to if a person loses their memory, could we gather the memories of "him" from those around him who are familiar with him, and then piece together the real him?
The answer is absolutely not; what is pieced together is merely a monster, a collection of desires.

These are still familiar people, but modern people's perception of heroic spirits is even more distorted. Who knows what kind of thing will be summoned like this? So it's not even as good as an evil spirit...

You might accidentally summon Liu Bei, and the resulting spirit particle might be holding a shotgun, looking completely bewildered.

"Call upon evil spirits."

“No problem. Our current spell to summon evil spirits is the simplest way. If only we had a few more months, we could perfect the real Heroic Spirit Summoning Spell. Damn it, I really want to meet Mr. Lovecraft.” Austin said.

Xue Dinglu's lips twitched. H.P. Lovecraft, the founder of Cthulhu, should also be a mystic according to this world's standards.

This old mystic's idol was Lovecraft. Well, Xue's calculations show that the old mystic Austin was probably born around the time when the Cthulhu Mythos was all the rage, which is the mid-20th century.

Cthulhu mythos was much more popular back then than it is now.

Now, they gain power through evil spirits, which Xue Lude does not reject, since the evil spirits they summon are merely aggregates of consciousness and thoughts on Earth.

He only wants evil spirits to cooperate with their actions; it doesn't matter which evil spirit it is.

If Odysseus wished, he could even bring out this intelligence-gathering expert and have them act together, or have Odysseus cooperate with this old mystic.

After the call of evil spirits ended, Xue Lude gave Odysseus the opportunity to possess Birdman A, and the three of them acted together. The call of evil spirits only gave Austin basic survival skills, so that he would no longer need Xue Lude to save him, and at the very least, he could be a good Pokémon trainer.

“Let’s begin.” Austin started preparing for the ritual, with Xue’s Law assisting him in perfecting the spell.

With the infusion of immense magical power, the illusion materialization began its work, gathering a vast amount of spiritual particles according to the principles of the executed technique.

As the light blossomed, the fantasy materialized after the spiritual particles that had gathered the "evil spirit" materialized, thus making everything about that evil spirit exist. However, to the astonishment of Xue's Law and the old mystic Austin, the first evil spirit they summoned was not some strange monster.

He was a thin man dressed in a well-tailored gray suit, looking like a staid old writer.

If you ignored the strange stone mask he wore, no one would guess that he was actually an "evil spirit" created by magic.

"Hello, living flesh and fresh air. I may have come to a place I shouldn't be in." This "evil spirit" spoke first, then continued, "Let me introduce myself. My name is 'Carter,' an evil spirit. You can call me..."

"Love your craft!" A faint red glow emanated from beneath the eerie stone mask.

(End of this chapter)