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As the air fell silent, Messiah burst out laughing, unable to hold it in.

Lu Zhao glanced at her, then softened his voice and said, "Xiaoyue, I am not your mother."

"You are!" The childish voice was filled with confusion. Duan Yue simply climbed onto her bed in a few steps, and without saying a word, she placed her little hands on Lu Zhao's face, her face turning red, not knowing what she was doing.

Seeing this, Messiah was about to step forward and carry the person away, but was stopped by a look from Lu Zhao.

Others didn't know what Duan Yue was doing, but Lu Zhao knew perfectly well.

Now she could feel that the lower-level spiritual energy in Duan Yue's body, which was of the same type as hers, was relying on her and swirling around the cage she had planted in her body, just like a child circling around its mother.

Not to mention Lu Zhao, even the original owner's memories had never seen such a situation.

So... Duan Yue recognized her mother because she had her own energy in her body.

As if remembering something, Lu Zhao looked up at Messiah and asked, "During the previous examination, did the doctor mention any potential long-term effects?"

"The doctor seems to have said... because she stayed in the fire for too long, her carbon monoxide poisoning symptoms are very obvious. In addition, Xiaoyue is a child, so in a place with extremely low oxygen levels, there is a high possibility that her brain will be damaged..." Messiah answered somewhat uncertainly.

No wonder the little guy kept asking to see me as soon as he woke up.

Lu Zhao guessed that it was probably his spiritual power that made her feel a sense of familiarity. That's why Duan Yue, who was clearly unconscious at the fire scene, held onto him tightly, and why, now that her brain was damaged and she had lost part of her memory, she mistook him for her mother.

Xia Zhifei looked at the poor little girl who was so dependent on her childhood sweetheart with great curiosity. "Should we have the doctor give her a full check-up?"

"Do it! We absolutely have to do it!" Lu Zhao made a decisive decision and said to Messiah, "Children are physically weak, and we might leave lasting effects if we're not careful. Take her upstairs for a full checkup, it has to be the complete set!"

Since the expenses will be reimbursed by the Department of Spirits and Neighborhood Affairs anyway, there's no harm in doing it.

Messiah nodded vigorously, rushing forward to help the person down, but Xiao Duan Yue refused, clinging tightly to Lu Zhao's hospital gown.

"I won't go! My mom told me not to go with strangers!"

The sound was crisp and clear, yet it struck Messiah's fragile little heart with a powerful blow.

"Waaaaah, Xiaoyue, I've been watching over you these past few days!"

Seeing that the older child was about to burst into tears before Duan Yue, who was still a real child, Lu Zhao quickly interrupted her performance and gently comforted Duan Yue, "Little Yue, be good. This older sister isn't a bad person. Go with her to get a checkup, so Mommy can feel at ease, okay?"

"Really?" Duan Yue's eyes lit up. "After the checkup, can I go home with Mom?"

This……

Just as Lu Zhao was in a dilemma, Xia Zhifei spoke up: "Okay, how about you and your mother come and stay at my house?"

Duan Yue stared at her without moving, seemingly trying to discern whether Xia Zhifei was good or bad. After a while, she obediently nodded and said, "Okay."

As she spoke, she obediently snuggled out of Lu Zhao's arms and reached out her hand to Messiah: "Sister, don't be sad, I'll go with you, okay?"

"Hmm!" Messiah took her little hand as if receiving a royal favor, nodded to Lu Zhao, and then left the ward with the child.

Well... watching the child's departing figure, Lu Zhao always felt a strange sense of melancholy. Actually, letting her lose her memory like this is a good thing, isn't it?

The original owner of this body was almost eighteen years old when she faced the matter of patricide. To ask Duan Yue, a seven or eight-year-old girl, to face this, with ten years less of life experience, such pressure might directly crush her.

Perhaps because she couldn't bear it, her brain automatically chose to forget this past after she woke up.

“Aunt Lu~” Xia Zhifei said with a smile, teasingly, “You call that child ‘Mom’ so naturally, you do it quite smoothly.”

Lu Zhao turned his head away with a black line on his face, "I... I only did it as a temporary measure!"

The original owner of this body also raised Xia Zhifei as a child, and the one she recognized this time was a real child before.

"Alright, alright," Xia Zhifei suppressed a laugh, sat down next to her, and asked curiously, "But I see you really like that child. I heard her parents are deceased and she doesn't have any close relatives. How about we bring her over to live with us?"

She suddenly turned her head, her eyes wide open.

Xia Zhifei covered her mouth and laughed: "Look at you, you clearly want to bring him over, don't you? Don't worry, there are plenty of rooms in the house, and with our combined salaries and savings, raising a child won't be a problem."

Unable to bear her overly bright smile, Lu Zhao awkwardly looked away: "Who...who said I like Duan Yue? You're the one who wants to support her, don't blame it all on me."

“Yes, yes, yes,” Xia Zhifei said skillfully, “I think that child is cute and sensible, and you two get along well, so I want to adopt her.”

Should we adopt that child?

The thought made her feel a little itchy. She turned her head and looked at Xia Zhifei thoughtfully. She frowned and remained silent for a long time before saying, "This matter needs to be discussed in detail. Let's talk about it after I'm discharged from the hospital."

Putting everything else aside, the fact that the child was adopted by two women, especially the Spirit Clan women, means that her background will inevitably be the subject of speculation. If you want her to go to school properly and have a happy childhood, you have to make plans in advance.

“Alright,” Xia Zhifei smiled and leaned gently on her shoulder. “Since I’m like this now, I might as well raise a child and just live like this.”

Lu Zhao's expression changed slightly, and he stared at her for a long time. "Don't think like that. My Xiao Fei is so outstanding. There would be a long line of people who like you. If you're willing, I'll help you choose. If you're not willing, we can be with Xiao Yue and be just as happy."

"Be happy... I hope so."

Xia Zhifei's deep voice rang out, causing her heart to ache.

Yes, from childhood to adulthood, the place that could give Xia Zhifei the drive and make her truly happy was the stage. But now, she hasn't really sung a song in a long time, and she hasn't been truly happy in a long time either.

Psychic power, something so many people both desire and fear, came at a price that nearly suffocated them when it was placed upon them.

Turning to look at the nearly withered tree outside the window, she forced a bitter smile.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Spirit Race Encyclopedia is Now Online!

Since she would have to stay in the hospital for another ten days or so, she couldn't just wander around during that time, but she also couldn't be idle. Whenever she had free time, she would go online to learn as much as possible about the world.

In the encyclopedia, the definition of the Eldar is actually quite simple: humans who have developed superhuman abilities due to genetic mutations caused by meteorite radiation.

To put it bluntly, the Eldar are like humans who have evolved to another branch, but most people today are not very accepting of the Eldar, who possess strange abilities.

In addition, four years ago, all Eldar were officially classified into five threat levels: S, A, B, C, and D, based on the degree of threat they posed.

Those like Lu Zhao, who were among the first to awaken, were basically all at or above Rank A. Theoretically speaking, they were beings capable of easily destroying a city.

It's not unusual for a weapon to destroy a city, but when a person evolves into a humanoid weapon like this, that's a terrifying existence.

The reason is simple: weapons can be identified, but Eldar are indistinguishable from ordinary people. When a highly lethal "human" blends into the crowd...

It's terrifying to even think about.

This is actually the reason why the masses have such fear and disgust towards the Eldar.

Aside from A-level and a very few S-level spirit races, B-level spirit races are actually like Duan Yue, whose abilities can cause a fire, or like Qin Xiao, who can demolish an elevator at the drop of a hat.

Previously, Lu Zhao was injured because of Qin Xiao for three reasons: first, the situation was urgent and she was not prepared; second, her left shoulder was restricted; and third, she was not very good at operating Bai Yan. In the past few attacks, Bai Yan had to emerge on its own to protect her. Otherwise, given her lack of vigilance, she would have died several times over.

If the original owner of this body had done it herself, Qin Xiao would probably have been burned to a crisp.

Once they reach levels C and D, these two types of spirit races are basically harmless.

Lu Zhao estimated that a C-level fire-type ability user could use psionic energy to cook a meal, but a D-level user would probably only be able to light a cigarette, at least they wouldn't have to buy a lighter every day.

Even among the Eldar, there are vast differences between them, and most Eldar actually fall between C and D. Therefore, many Eldar often do not have much of an advantage when facing ordinary humans.

In addition, Lu Zhao also found an important piece of information on the encyclopedia: the Spirit Race pays a corresponding price for possessing spiritual energy.

If it's a weak psychic power that can only start a fire, it's actually easier to handle, because their cost is probably just losing some money on the day of awakening. But the stronger the power, the more troublesome the cost.

The most typical example is Xia Zhifei, who awakened his psychic powers, but at the cost of losing his sense of music.

In fact, Lu Zhao had a reasonable suspicion about Duan Yue's amnesia, that it was the price she paid for awakening.

However, this price is relatively easier to bear; sometimes it's good not to remember many things.

However, since transmigrating, Lu Zhao has not discovered any cost to using his body's abilities. His physical strength and subconscious reactions are top-notch, and he has no scars on his body. He is incredibly well-proportioned.

Could it be that when she transmigrated, because her soul was different from the people of this world, the cost was automatically offset?

Hmm... that's probably for the best.

Anyway, she's at least an A-level spirit now. Once she's discharged from the hospital, she can learn how to master the White Flame technique properly, and then basically no one will be able to hurt her.

In addition, many people visited her during her hospitalization. Several people she knew from the Bureau of Spirits visited her a few times, as well as some humans, who were said to be her high school classmates.

She also took the opportunity to ask a few questions about Lin Yu, and learned from these former classmates that before the original owner of this body awakened, Lin Yu was her best friend at school.

"She's just a very quiet person, not very talkative. When we talked about idol dramas and the most popular stars at the time, she couldn't understand anything. She just buried herself in books, and the books she read were all weird and strange. Only you would be willing to go out to eat with her."

In high school, the way girls express friendship is probably by going to the bathroom together after class and eating together in the cafeteria after school.

Lu Zhao smiled and listened as they continued their endless chatter.

"Yes, I remember she always had a certain smell about her back then. It wasn't exactly unpleasant, but it was just strange."

"Exactly, and the homeroom teacher even specifically mentioned that Lin Yu was a student from a very poor family and asked everyone to help her. But we were students at the time, so how could we help her?"

"Back then, her grades were below average. I heard she barely got into a second-tier university, which was quite an achievement." As Lu Zhao listened to their complaints about Lin Yu, he racked his brains for a while before managing to dredge up some information from his memory.

However... she simply couldn't connect the gloomy and sullen girl in her memory, who always liked to hide in a corner to read, with the neat and tidy woman she had met last time.

However, their tendency to be quiet remains consistent.

No one knows how the original owner spotted the treasure in the crowd at a glance. As the most popular social butterfly in the class, she insisted on walking with Lin Yu, which is how they barely formed a friendship.

But no matter how hard she tried, the friendship ended on the day the original owner moved into Xia Zhifei's house.

"What a tragedy..." Lu Zhao sighed inwardly, then smiled and said goodbye to his high school classmates before listlessly lying back down on the bed.

I wonder how the original owner felt when she was released from prison and found that her best friend had turned against her because of her childhood sweetheart.

Anyway, from Lu Zhao's perspective as an outsider, he also felt that Lin Yu's actions were not very ethical, and he didn't know why the original owner of this body had always been so tolerant of Lin Yu's attitude.

Perhaps there are things she doesn't know about that have happened. Up until now, the memories passed on by the original owner are intermittent, and she often has to try hard to recall them based on specific scenarios.

In short, if she uses the same attitude she used before when facing Lin Yu, she definitely won't go wrong.

"Miss Xia has left?" A cold voice came from the doorway.

Lu Zhao turned his head and smiled at the other person: "My classmate just came to visit me today, so I let her go home early."

Li Manqiu came in carrying a small shopping bag and placed it on the bedside table: "You can use this after you are discharged from the hospital."

“This…” She glanced at the familiar English on the bag, her lips twitching, “You still remember that I like this perfume.”

It seems she can't live without this perfume.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Ghostly Female Supporting Character

"Well, I bought an extra bottle after we finished the one at home, so I'm giving it to you to try." Li Manqiu didn't even lift her eyelids as she casually poured a glass of warm water and placed it on the bedside table.

Lu Zhao scratched his face somewhat awkwardly, not daring to say anything.

The cast on her hand was removed this morning, but the one on her leg hasn't healed yet and will have to wait another two or three days. However, she no longer needs to take some of her medication.