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Chapter 374 Xue's Peaceful Life, The New Traveler

"Ring ring..." The phone rang in the room.

Arora took out her phone and checked the time: 6 o'clock, not yet time for work.

I was originally going to vent, but when I suddenly saw that the call was from Xue Dinglu's home, I was no longer sleepy.

At the same time, old Barak emerged from the Pope's short sword, now like a floating soul, half outside and half inside the greatsword, and asked in confusion, "Whose call was that?"

"Shh!" Alora immediately shut the old man up, and then said, "Hey, this is Alora's Silver Country Farm."

There seemed to be a slight pause on the other end of the phone, before Aunt's voice came through: "Miss Alora, I'd like to ask, if someone starts to lose their emotions, then their sense of taste, or even their other five senses, is there any treatment available?"

In an instant, both Alora and Barak's pupils constricted.

Old Deng, in particular, felt as if he had suddenly developed PTSD. He immediately grabbed the phone like a madman and exclaimed, "What happened? Xue has lost his sense of taste again!!"

At that moment, the person on the other end of the phone fell silent.

After a long pause, he finally asked, "Why did you say 'again'?"

Old Barak practically screamed like a screeching chicken: "I clearly reversed his undead transformation, so why... is it still like this now!"

……

Xue Daolu slowly rode his bicycle towards the school.

He may have misunderstood the origin of this self-destructive authority. He had always thought that it was the residual suffering absorbed by the cursed blood that allowed him to gradually gain the power of this authority.

In retrospect, it seems more like the root of this problem was already present when it was transformed into an undead being, and the void simply allowed this root of the problem to continue to expand.

He recalled his feelings during his undead period. He hadn't actually been an undead for very long, and it seemed that the feelings during his undead period were very similar to those now.

"Do you need the fruit?" The words of the 10th apostle still echoed.

If he were a great sage, even though the old man had far surpassed himself on the path of self-destruction, would he choose to use the fruit?
Xue Law estimated that the old man wouldn't do that. He might even use the cursed blood to enter the fruit and absorb all the suffering of the billions of souls within it in an instant, allowing them to reincarnate.

Probably, Xue believes that the old man would think the same way. He wouldn't hesitate like Xue is now, but would firmly walk on his own path.

I sighed, realizing that my level of understanding was still insufficient.

Xue Lude pondered this silently before arriving at the school.

He wasn't someone who dwelled too much on gains and losses, and if it weren't for the worried looks from his family members that made him feel so bad, he wouldn't have thought about solving this problem.

As for the fruit...

Such things, which nourish life, should not exist in the universe. Most of the disasters in the universe today are caused by these spiritual fruits.

"At the very least, let's resolve the apocalypse caused by the divine tree within my generation." This was Xue's idea.

At the very least, we must prevent this disaster from continuing to affect the next generation.

Xue's Law has always held this view: one generation can only solve the problems of its own generation. At the very least, his generation solved the disaster of the divine tree. As for other problems, they can only be handed over to the successors to take up the torch.

But now, does he possess any power that could truly kill the apostles?
Spatial Slash, and also, self-destructors?

Spatial Slash can only be used as a means; the real weapon to kill the other Apostles is...

Xue Dinglu thought of the fear and disgust the 10th Apostle showed when he heard that he controlled the power of nothingness. This power might be far more complex than it appeared on the surface.

Unfortunately, he couldn't directly extract the method for advancing to the Void Authority from the Mist Council.

……

"Good morning..." The little witch woke up groggily in her inner consciousness space.

She seemed to be sealed in her bed in the college dormitory. Even after waking up, she would still hold her phone and stay curled up in bed, refusing to get up.

This kind of person looks like the type who will fail every subject in college.

No, she dropped out of school at the age of 6 and was not qualified to go to university to receive intellectual stimulation.

After looking at her phone for a while, the little witch became very curious about the class that Xue was currently attending.

"Wow, bro, you're still in school? But why do you, a typical male college student, have hundreds of billions of heads above your head?" Su Su continued to look at the KDA on Xue Dinglu's head, and her expression immediately froze.

She hadn't noticed before, but the number of people above Xue's Law continued to increase by 208 million.

There's not much to say. These additional 200 million should all be the heads of my fellow villagers. No, I mean, should I be leading those fellow villagers who have already turned into demons to the Pure Land and then letting them return to the world?

Are these counted as heads?
The little witch stared blankly at Xue's Law, and suddenly realized how the hundreds of billions of heads above Xue's Law came about.

At that moment, she looked at the teacher's explanation on the blackboard.

"Students, please turn to page 22. Today we will learn about underwater first aid and drowning first aid."

Xue's Law listened attentively.

Last time, he didn't know the key points of underwater first aid, which indirectly killed Howard. Although his mother took the blame, believing that her arrangements were insufficient and caused the tree to struggle unexpectedly, she still gave Howard a new life afterward.

However, Xue's theory was not complacent and he did not think he had no problems. He learned the knowledge explained by his teacher with the utmost seriousness.

"Isn't this the story of that friend you killed before? So you haven't learned this part yet?" Little witch Su Su chattered away to Xue Dinglu from under the covers.

Xue Dinglu's face darkened.

What do you mean by saying that I killed Howard?

can you speak?

At this moment, the teacher on the podium said, "In drowning rescue, you must pay attention to deep water rescue!"

"Does anyone know the principle behind this?" the bald teacher on the podium asked the students below.

"Me, me, me, isn't it just stress relief syndrome? My brother taught me about it before." Su Su felt like she was in a class and was still thinking of raising her hand.

Xue Law: "..."

If he had truly understood the principles of decompression sickness back then, Lao Huo wouldn't have died in such an abstract way. And you, a witch who was buried at the age of 6, don't think of yourself as a college student; you didn't even graduate from kindergarten.

"It's decompression sickness," someone else said, drawing the same conclusion as Su Su.

"Then, what is the mechanism of decompression sickness?" the old professor continued to ask.

At this moment, the person who had just been called upon to answer the question looked embarrassed, clearly indicating that, like Xue's Law, he had not prepared beforehand.

Su Su could only chuckle awkwardly and scratch the back of her head.

Based on his past lifestyle habits, he said, "Is it because the body increases blood pressure to adapt to the water pressure in the deep water area, and then the body can't handle the excessively high blood pressure when it quickly moves to the shallow water area?"

The old professor nodded, then shook his head, but he wasn't going to criticize the unfortunate fellow he had just brought up. Instead, he added, "This is just a minor aspect."

"The main point is that nitrogen makes up 78% of the air. Generally speaking, nitrogen is insoluble in water and is not absorbed by our bodies. However, this is just a general statement. In a high-pressure environment, nitrogen will quickly dissolve in the blood. And when the nitrogen that has entered the blood quickly returns from a high-pressure environment to a low-pressure environment, do you think something will happen?"

The old professor took out a can of Pepsi, shook it vigorously twice, and then unscrewed the can...

"Pfft!" The soda sprayed violently into the trash can. The old professor laughed and said, "The nitrogen that seeps into the bloodstream will rush directly into the blood vessels, just like this shaken soda can. This is the greatest harm that decompression sickness can cause to the human body. So do you understand the principle behind decompression sickness?"

As Xue Dinglu nodded slightly, Su Su, who had been listening attentively, immediately exclaimed, "So that's how it is! No wonder Howard was covered in bruises not long after he got ashore, looking like a floating corpse. He looked so miserable."

Xue Law: "..."

His face darkened even more. "Fine, fine, I admit I didn't know much about decompression sickness before, so I dragged Howard from 100 meters deep to the shore, which is why he died from decompression sickness."

Even the cursed blood couldn't save him, because Howard was practically dead in the shallow water.

However, he did not repeat the same mistake.

Xue took a deep breath and highlighted the key points in his textbook.

"Of course, deep-water first aid is not the focus; it's just a multiple-choice question. The focus of this chapter for the final exam is drowning first aid." The old professor turned a page and continued explaining the following points. "Remember, this is the focus of the final exam."

The professor began to talk at length about drowning first aid, but at this point, Su Su's initial enthusiasm seemed to have worn off, and she couldn't understand what the professor was saying.

Xue Daoli shrugged. After all, Su Su was essentially a larger version of Little Dragon Girl, a kindergarten dropout powerhouse. She took out her phone again and started playing, saying as she played, "By the way, what are you learning, bro? Why is it all about how to save people? Are the requirements for being a savior really that high?"

“Disaster medicine,” Xue Dinglu said.

"Um... Doctor?" Su Su asked in confusion.

"Ah."

"You're amazing, bro! I've never seen a doctor with hundreds of billions of patients. You're one of them!" Su Su gave him a thumbs up.

Xue Dinglu thought for a moment and realized that the last doctor named "Maxim" probably had at least a few million patients, if not a hundred million.

Even while chatting with Su Su, Xue Dinglu listened attentively to the lesson and reviewed the follow-up emergency measures to avoid repeating the mistake he made when saving Howard.

She was clearly going to save him, but she never expected that dragging him ashore would actually kill him.

Even after class ended, the little witch was still chattering away in Xue's ear.

The girl remained dazed, staring at the classroom as if reluctant to leave, until Xue left.

"What's wrong?" Xue asked.

"It's nothing. I was just thinking that if I hadn't become a shrine maiden, would I still be a college girl lazing around on campus every day..." Su Su seemed a little sad, her face filled with memories of the past and tears welling up in her eyes.

"So this is what reading feels like..."

"You've never been to school? You never even went to kindergarten?" Xue Dinglu asked.

"No... I've been locked up at home since I can remember, and then I signed a contract and became a shrine maiden." Su Su looked at the students buying drinks in the corridor during the break between classes, the couples cuddling together, or the seniors memorizing vocabulary to prepare for the postgraduate entrance exam, and her eyes revealed a pure longing.

“I used to often watch the children who came to my shrine to pray for blessings. The vast majority of them came to pray for peace and safety, but many also came to pray for success in their exams. They complained about how tiring studying was and how difficult it was for them…”

"At that time, I would hide underground and secretly envy, wow, why do some people hate reading? I want to read but I don't have the chance."

"If it weren't for the demons, I might really be living the same life as them," Su Su said, seemingly with a hint of envy.

"Come on, you can't get such a high score." Xue Dinglu directly exposed him, "With your level, you'll probably drop out before finishing junior high school, and then either work in a bubble tea shop or become a sex worker."

Su Su: "..."

She gripped her phone tightly, as if she wanted to smash it over Xue Dalu's head if he were around.

"You're only seeing things through a fog. If you actually had to study, you'd probably be dying inside," Xue Dinglu commented, immediately recognizing him as someone who had never experienced the hardships of studying and was just making empty pronouncements.

"When you're 12, just the age when you're starting to experience romantic feelings, and you're thrown into a top-tier junior high school, you'll have 14 hours of classes every day, getting up before 5 a.m. and finishing school at 10 p.m., with only half a day off each month and an extra half day off on holidays. When the first thing you feel when you wake up every day is like countless helicopters elbowing your temples, you won't envy others for studying anymore," Xue Dinglu commented.

"How about it? Envious? I've been doing this for 6 years. In those 6 years, I basically lie down to catch up on sleep whenever I have a spare moment. Except for not being as crazy as elite education schools like Peninsula and America, where I take hormones and stay up all night doing exercises, I feel like I've already suffered the most from studying." Lao Xue rolled his dead fish eyes and looked at the little witch like this.

Su Su: "..."

"Isn't studying just about messing around with classmates in class and then flirting with your crush after class...?" Su Su replied to Xue Dinglu's question that silenced him.

Xue Daolu rolled her eyes again, seemingly oblivious to which dimension's classroom she was watching.

Even in university, it's quite stressful to graduate without failing any courses. Actually, there are evening self-study sessions for freshmen at USTC, but Xue's Law didn't attend.

Just as Xue Law was still ruthlessly shattering the little witch's supposedly perfect school-going filter, the countdown on the system panel in the school playground within the consciousness space went straight to zero.

Xue Dinglu then realized that today was the day the new passengers were arriving, so he couldn't care less about elbowing the little witch's dream of going to school and hurried to see who the new and old passengers were.

Upon arriving at the center of the campus, Xue Dinglu saw a "gentleman" in classic Victorian style.

He was dressed in an elegant and proper suit, wearing a gentleman's hat, and his ornate cane tapped lightly on the ground. He seemed to perfectly fit the stereotypical image of a gentleman in Xue's Law, and there was even a feeling that I had seen this guy in some illustration in a textbook.

The man wore pure white gloves, and a monocle was firmly set in his deep-set eye socket. When he looked at Xue Dinglu, he gave a very elegant bow, the gold chain of the monocle swaying in the air, and said, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Great Apostle."

“You may call me Faust, just a teacher who longs for a peaceful life.”

(End of this chapter)