I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 441 440. It’s not my fault

Lloyd then chatted with the former dean and listened to him talk about the "Book of Illusions" and the specific circumstances of this trial.

"How should I put it... This so-called trial was originally intended to provide students with a convenient place to assess and test their own strength. Students who perform well can get some rewards from me, and also It’s the so-called precious knowledge and power…”

"But then the situation changed. I felt the curse coming, discovered the changes in knowledge, and foresaw the end of the world. After sealing that part of my consciousness into the book, the purpose of the trial also changed. I hope that when future generations come in, they can wake me up.”

"But then the situation changed again. The environment deteriorated too fast, far beyond my expectation. My desperate miraculous magic failed to fully take effect, which caused my consciousness in the book to fall into a deep state. coma……"

"So after the students at the back came in, although I could barely wake up and feel their presence and behavior, I couldn't communicate with them like this. It wasn't until you came in with the beacon of my old friend that I I'm truly awakened."

"Okay, that's about it. If you have any other questions, we can wait until we get out. I've been sleeping for so long, so it's time to go out and see this new world."

After the former dean rambled on for a long time, he stood up again and began to do warm-up exercises on the spot, looking eager to try.

Lloyd was keenly aware that the temporary space he was in was beginning to be shaky and unstable, and it might collapse soon...

"Eh? The trial is over?"

he asked quickly.

"Of course, the trial is over the moment you see me. All that's left is just a chat between a dean and a student."

The former dean said, still continuing to do warm-up exercises——

It seemed like ordinary movements such as expanding the chest and raising the legs, but every time he moved, Lloyd could feel the temporary space shaking, as if something was trying to break free from the shackles.

Is this really okay?

Lloyd couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he asked:

"That...reward for the trial?"

"Huh? Didn't I just give it to you?"

"Doesn't it mean that there will be any valuable knowledge and power?"

"Well... don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's all yours..."

The former dean was talking, and then he urged:

"Oh, by the way, you have to find a new container for this part of my consciousness. It must be low-key. I don't like to be noticed, and I don't want to interfere with your affairs as an ancient dead person. I'm just pure I want to go out and have a look.”

With the warm-up exercise in front of him, the entire space was shaking violently, and his own figure was gradually fading and becoming transparent, looking more and more like a ghost or other spirit body. .

Lloyd didn't have time to think too much. He quickly reached out and rummaged through his storage bag and asked again:

"Container...in addition to being low-key, can it be more specific?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as it can hold things, it would be better if it could be a little more beautiful and personalized."

This standard was too arbitrary. On the contrary, it made it difficult for Lloyd to make a choice. He had to take out something he grabbed and asked:

"Is this okay?"

What he took out was a small decompression toy that Professor Toledo had given him before, and it could hold things.

At this time, the figure of the former dean was almost completely transparent, which seemed to have affected his vision, so he said nonchalantly:

"I can't see now, but it doesn't matter. If you can get recognition from my old friend, your aesthetic taste shouldn't be a big problem, right? I'm willing to believe in your choice."

After saying that, like a wisp of smoke, he got into the small decompression toy that Lloyd took out and commented again:

"Huh? This place is nice. It seems to be some kind of wonderful engineering creation?"

"Uh... As long as you're satisfied."

Lloyd replied somewhat dumbfounded.

He didn't know whether he should tell the other party that the thing his cheap uncle disliked most about him was his artistic aesthetic...

As a result, the former dean was still shouting enthusiastically:

"That's no problem, let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lloyd felt his vision blur, followed by a feeling of dizziness.

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At this time, the outside of the mage tower was completely shrouded in night, and Lloyd had been inside for more than ten hours.

The mood of the onlookers outside has been going through several rounds of ups and downs, and now they have become somewhat numb.

Earlier, when Lloyd persisted for half an hour, they admired, they praised, and they recognized the gold content of the Outstanding Contribution Medal.

When Lloyd persisted for an hour, they were shocked, surprised, and unbelievable.

And when Lloyd persisted for three hours and broke Hiltina's record, they suspected, they questioned, and they speculated that there was something wrong with the trial.

As for the later time, they were bored and looking forward to it. They just wanted to know how long Lloyd could stay in there?

"Professor? There seems to be some movement!"

"Huh? What's going on? The ground is shaking?"

"No! It's the Tower of Illusion! The Tower of Illusion is shaking and is about to collapse! Everyone, run!"

"Professor? Where is the professor? Think of a way to save him!"

Accompanied by a roaring noise, the mage tower containing the "Book of Illusions" swayed for a while before collapsing, stirring up billowing smoke and dust, making the entire school district tremble slightly.

Professor Armitage was actually at the scene. He also had the ability to change the situation, but he did not take action. Instead, he froze in place, letting himself be enveloped in smoke and dust, and being hit by broken bricks and rubble. He still stood there dumbly. at every turn.

He seemed to be frightened, or he seemed to have noticed something...

Fortunately, for this group of strong mages, the collapse of a mere building did not cause any casualties. Soon, people began to shout one after another:

"Ahem! What happened? What happened?"

"Are the people from the engineering department causing trouble again? Or is the space department doing some experiments again?"

"Did anyone get hurt? Did they make a noise? Hmm... It doesn't seem like there was one... Then did anyone die? Say something in response? Hmm... It doesn't look like there was one."

"Look, you guys! There are living people there!"

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Lloyd's figure emerged from the pile of ruins, coughing and fanning the dust around him, and then said as if talking to himself:

"This is none of my business. I can't afford to pay for it... Oh? You don't need to pay for it? That's fine..."

Professor Armitage, who was standing not far away, came to his senses when he saw Lloyd. He quickly dusted himself off and walked up to him. He was about to ask questions when he noticed that Lloyd was holding a baby in his arms. That little decompression toy.

The toy looks like a stuffed toy made of rubber and fluff. It is a round lump that can be used as a pillow or a body pillow. It is very elastic and can be flattened and rounded at will to relieve stress.

However, its appearance is made into a round rice bowl with a cartoon style. It is filled with elastic 'cake' and 'cream', dotted with many red 'chili peppers', which looks very spicy, and there is also a piece of rice in the middle. A cartoon 'fish head' looks like a world-famous dish.

Hmm... fish head with chopped pepper?

Put your hand through the mouth of the 'fish head', and there is a specially hollow design inside, which can be used for your hands, a hot water bottle can be placed to turn it into a body stove, and you can also put some small daily necessities, snacks and so on.

After turning on the corresponding function, it can emit light for temporary lighting; it can vibrate to massage the waist and neck.

These are fine, the problem is that this appearance is really a bit...

A little naive, but also a little weird and curious? Is it still annoying to the eyes?

Anyway, it’s hard to imagine Professor Toledo’s mental state when he made this thing...

However, of course, what makes Professor Armitage care about is not these superficial things, but the remnant soul hidden in the pepper fish head toy.

"This is..."

Lloyd was about to explain, but Professor Armitage waved his hand and told him not to say anything.

"Let's go, go find the dean first."

Lloyd nodded, then stretched out his hand to open a portal and arrived at the dean's office first.

Obviously, Professor Armitage, as the current manager of the "Book of Illusions", probably knows something. He knows very well that there is a person with a good background hidden in this pot of minced pepper fish head.

But he couldn't confirm the identity of this existence yet, so he had to go to the dean to ask first.

As soon as Lloyd walked out of the portal, he heard Dean Hazred's voice coming from behind the table.

"Huh? Why did you two come here together? Is there something wrong with the "Book of Illusions"? Then this person is..."

As he spoke, his invisible body suddenly stood up. Although he couldn't see the specific expression on his face, he could imagine that his eyes were about to fall out, as if he saw the dead come to life. of.

But what was slightly embarrassing was that no one paid any attention to Dean Hazlade. Everyone was waiting for the former dean to speak first...

But he chose to play dead at this moment, saying nothing, pretending not to be recognized.

This awkward silence lasted for several minutes. It was not until Lloyd secretly poked the pepper fish head toy with his finger that the former dean had to say:

"Sigh... I just wanted to come out and have a look. There is no need for you to be so frightened. Did I leave you with a stereotyped and serious impression before I died?"

"Ah no...this...it's just that I didn't expect...that you are actually still alive?"

Dean Hazred quickly replied respectfully.

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense! I'm dead! Now there is only this residual consciousness left. You'd better not imagine me as the person in your memory."

"But……"

Dean Hazlade wanted to say something more, but Lloyd took the lead and carefully placed the pot of fish heads with chopped pepper on the Dean's desk, then dragged Professor Armitage one step ahead, leaving Give the two deans space to communicate.

After all the extra people disappeared, the former dean sighed in confusion and said in a nonchalant manner:

"Thanks."

"Um?"

"I mean, thank you for cleaning up the mess I left, thank you for keeping the academy going... You did a great job, Hazred."

Dean Hazred obviously did not expect that the former dean would suddenly say this, so he was stunned for several seconds before suddenly laughing.

"Thank you, thank you too."

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"Is he really the former dean? The legendary [Brilliant Gold]? The supreme one above the saints?"

After Lloyd left Professor Armitage from the office, he went directly to the Knowledge Square, and then heard the professor eagerly asking questions.

"This... is actually similar to what he said before..."

Lloyd then briefly summarized the previous exchange with the former dean.

"So that's it... No wonder when I studied the "Book of Illusion" before, I could detect something sleeping inside, but I couldn't wake it up no matter what, and I was even a little worried about it... I didn't expect that the final result would be like this. "

Professor Armitage said, showing a relieved smile, and continued:

"In past historical records, the former dean was recognized as the most powerful mage in the world, and he naturally became a unified spiritual idol for us modern people. However, when he really came to me again, I felt..."

As the professor spoke, he hesitated to speak, as if he couldn't think of words to describe the complex emotions in his heart.

Seeing this, Lloyd quickly explained:

"That's just part of his consciousness, it doesn't represent the complete him."

"I know that consciousness segmentation is Mizkatok's signature skill, and it has created countless schizophrenia patients."

Professor Armitage said dumbfounded.

As expected, it’s pretty much what I guessed. It seems that Mizkatok Lunatic Asylum also has a legacy, right?

Lloyd cursed in his heart, and then heard the professor continue to ask:

"I'm a little curious. Why did the former dean choose such a weird image after he came out? That thing looks a bit like a nasty toy from the engineering department? I wonder if it is the work of some madman?"

"Well... that one is actually the work of Professor Toledo from the Engineering Department... but it was also the choice made by the former dean himself. He thought this container was very personal and uniquely beautiful..."

When Lloyd said this, he felt so guilty that he did not dare to look at Professor Armitage...

But he felt that he shouldn’t blame himself for the fact that the former dean turned into a fish head with chopped pepper, right? Time was limited at that time, and he was pressing so urgently, and he also asked for his opinion.