Superpowered Love Academy

Zuo Jingyu suggested going to Zuo Le's dormitory, but Zuo Le hesitated for a moment. Although it was unlikely that Tu Qi would stay in his room, it could not be completely ruled out.

If a silly girl like my younger sister met Tu Qi, she would probably be completely manipulated.

Zuo Le felt this was a huge risk.

"Is it inappropriate for you to come to my dorm?"

"What are you worried about? You're not hiding someone, are you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zuo Le glanced at her younger sister and pondered what she needed to do today.

Bai Lu's delivery was scheduled for the weekend. Besides her regular training, she would probably only have to go to the Martial Arts Academy to see Lu Chaoxi once.

Of all the people Zuo Le knew, only she had some understanding of Tu Qi.

Try to learn as much information as possible about Tuqi so that you can deal with her if you encounter her again.

"Okay, you go eat first, and wait for me at the training ground in the annex building of the Martial Arts Academy after you finish eating. I'll come find you when I'm done with my work."

"The Martial Arts Academy's annex building?"

"Correct."

"Fine, but don't you dare not come!" Zuo Jingyu pointed at Zuo Le, making a warning gesture.

"I'll go over when I'm done with my work."

After dealing with his younger sister, he accepted Shen He's invitation.

Shen He first took him to the school cafeteria. Zuo Le thought they were going to have a meal first, but it turned out they were just getting food to take away.

They then went to the infirmary and got some medicine.

Then he headed towards his supervisor's dormitory building.

Unlike the dormitories for students or teaching assistants, the dormitories for academic advisors, who are official employees of the Mirror Space Academy, are proper small two-bedroom apartments with a very nice environment.

But as soon as Zuo Le approached the entrance to Shen He's dormitory, he smelled a strong medicinal odor.

There was also a faint coughing sound in the room.

As Shen He stood at the door taking out his keys, he couldn't help but glance up at Zuo Le, then gave an awkward smile.

Zuo Le saw guilt and avoidance in his eyes.

In fact, many people in shantytowns have this kind of guilty and embarrassed expression. Zuo Le, as a shantytown resident, often sees it.

But he found it hard to imagine that a tutor from Mirror Sky Academy would look like that.

The academic advisors at Mirror Sky Academy are guaranteed to be at least Level 2 Transcendent beings.

In other words, Shen He is at least an intermediate-level psychic.

His identity and abilities are recognized by the parliamentary government and are sufficient to teach the citizens of Mirror Sky Academy.

Calling Shen He a "superior person" is a bit of an exaggeration, but in Shanghai, he is definitely a top-tier individual.

Such a person shouldn't show that kind of embarrassment.

"teacher?"

Zuo Le reminded Shen He, who was hesitating at the door, that he didn't know what was behind the door, but he was already here.

"Oh, I'll open the door."

Shen He cut off his last hesitation and opened the door under Zuo Le's questioning gaze.

Even though it was just turning a key, Zuo Le had the illusion that she was watching some kind of seal being broken.

As I pushed open the door, a very complex smell wafted out.

The strong, bitter herbal smell is mixed with a layer of rotten flesh-like stench, as if something is quietly rotting in a damp corner, and then something else is forcibly covering it up.

Zuo Le had some impression of this smell.

It's the smell you get when you take off the cast after a fracture has been in place for 100 days without washing it.

"It doesn't smell very good, does it?" The usually serious Shen He looked embarrassed once again, as if he was reluctant to let his disciple see this side of him.

Zuo Le nodded, then shook his head.

"It's alright, teacher."

Shen He entered first, followed by Zuo Le. The moment he stepped across the threshold, he unconsciously slowed his pace.

The professor's dormitory was a bit bigger than he had imagined.

However, this is also because the living room and bedroom were combined.

The windows were tightly closed, the curtains were half-drawn, and there was no sign of ventilation in the room. There was a bed in the living room and another bed in the adjoining bedroom.

There were books, courseware, and some materials on psychic studies on the bed outside, which were obviously Shen He's.

And the bed inside...

Yet it carried a refined kind of filth.

The bed is pink with a cute cartoon pattern, clearly carefully selected.

But the sheets were covered in grime, like thick, dried snot.

Several IV drip bags were hanging next to the bed frame.

The blankets on the bed were folded very neatly, even a little too neatly, as if they had been folded many times.

A six or seven-year-old child was sitting on the bed, curled up in a small ball, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

His entire body was wrapped in bandages, from his neck to his ankles, revealing only a pair of discolored, thin eye sockets that were almost devoid of flesh.

The bandages had faint water stains in some places, and the room was too dark to see the color clearly, but the smell was coming from those stained areas.

There were several fairy tale books next to him, but they were all neatly arranged and looked like they had never been opened.

He turned his back and silently looked at the closed window.

It's very quiet.

"She is my daughter, named Shen Yuesheng, and she is ten years old this year."

Zuo Le picked at her fingernail unintentionally. The little girl was too thin and small, not at all like a ten-year-old child.

"What happened to her?" Zuo Le asked in a low voice.

"She is sick, with an infection, not the kind of pollution from ashes, but something older and deeper, probably a disease that existed in her mother's womb."

Yuesheng is actually quite well-behaved, it's just that she can be rather...irritable when she's awake.

Because the skin under the bandage is prone to itching, but she can't scratch it, otherwise it will get infected, so she's in a bad mood, which you can understand.

I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have brought you here.

Shen He's voice was very soft, but he said a lot, and he lowered his head as he spoke.

Clearly, he was unwilling to accept help, just like most adult men who are unwilling to expose their vulnerabilities.

But his agreement to Zuo Le was already a veiled request for help.

Even just hearing the written description, Zuo Le could feel a strange sense of unease.

"Can she sleep?"

"She's alright, she sleeps more than ten times a day." Shen He walked to the bedside and reached out to touch the child's forehead.

He was very calm about Shen Yuesheng's situation, as if stating a fact that required no emotion.

More than ten times?

Zuo Le really didn't know what to say, but thankfully, Shen He spoke up for him:

"Let's eat first."

"it is good."

The room was quiet during the meal, and the ticking of the clock on the wall was clearly audible.

But just as Zuo Le was halfway through her meal, Shen Yuesheng in the bedroom suddenly started howling.

She curled up on the bed, convulsing violently.

Some dark purple, vein-like things bulged out from under the skin and meandered outwards.

It wasn't a bruise, nor was it a regular wound; it felt like something was alive under the skin.

"This is……"

Zuo Le originally wanted to ask what was going on, but even from such a distance, he could sense that something was wrong.

The little girl possessed an energy that Zuo Le was familiar with. That energy wriggled and twisted within her body, and when it flared up, it was like a snake hiding inside her.

Void!

Chapter 65 "Dangerous Things"

Shen He looked at Zuo Le, hesitating to speak:

"She has flare-ups every day, and these times are very painful..."

Shen He paused, then reached out and pulled the half-open curtains closer, as if afraid the light leaking in would burn the child.

This action is clearly a bit off.

However, Shen He clearly had no intention of hiding anything any longer, and he continued:

"Wu Mianzhi from the He Guang Church told me that the holy water can suppress its expansion, but it can't cure the root cause. However, as long as it doesn't continue to worsen, it can hold out for a few more years, until..."

Shen He didn't finish his sentence.

He never said the words, "Hold on until a new drug comes out" or "Hold on until she grows up."

Zuo Le didn't press the matter. The salary of a tutor in the Jingkong Academy was indeed very high, but it was obviously impossible to keep paying for the expensive holy water.

Only now could Zuo Le understand why Shen He had shown that kind of expression when she asked him for money.

Even more outrageous is that Shen He actually lent it to him under these circumstances.

"Teacher, what can I do?"

When Zuo Le said this, he half-clenched his fist, placed his hand on the table, and spoke in a very calm tone.

Given Zuo Le's intelligence, he had already guessed the significance of his visit by simply standing here and seeing Shen Yuesheng's situation.

Zuo Le did not hesitate at all, because he was not sensitive to the worldly rules of this world.

He will not be bound by the reverence commandment of the eternal three commandments.

He didn't think his idea was wrong.

But at this point, Shen He hesitated and fell silent.

In Zuo Le's view, a middle-aged man who was completely helpless silently walked to his daughter's bedside.

Watching her daughter convulse, twist, and gag under the influence of some force.

Will he be in pain?

will not.

Will he be able to empathize with his daughter?

No, not at all.

Because at this point, Shen He was already numb.

Even so, even though Zuo Le wanted to help, he still didn't take the initiative to speak up.

When faced with the misfortunes and predicaments of others, rationally choose not to intervene.

Once intervention occurs, it is easy to encounter the energy pouring and blessing from the high position to the low position. If the tilt and blessing are not correct, it will inevitably backfire.

Just like when he met Tu Mi, Tu Mi was a young lady from a high-ranking family, and Shen He was also a high-ranking academy instructor.

He couldn't easily touch upon Shen He's karma, because there were some karmas that a nobody like him simply couldn't bear.

unless……