I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 450 449.【False】

This Zhiyu... oh no, it's the embodied saint. With undisguised disgust on his face, he walked around Lloyd's [projection] several times, carefully observing it up and down for a while, and... He reached out and touched it directly a few times, as if to test the feel.

The more he inspected it, the less disgust he had on his face. Finally, he showed a look of interest. He also took a handful of clay from the side, rubbed it in his hands, and soon used Lloyd's [Projection] as the prototype. , pinch out a scaled down 'figure'.

But from beginning to end, he never used inspiration to pry like the previous professor.

After preparing the 'figure', the embodied saint raised his head with a complicated expression on his face, and said to Lloyd:

"…………"

Lloyd: (╬￣ Pan￣)

Is it that difficult to communicate with someone with autism? Is it that difficult?

He was really a little anxious...

Fortunately, the former dean next to him quickly translated:

"Well... what he means is that he already knows about your [projection], but there are still some doubts. He wants to have some exchanges and discussions with me, but I hope you can avoid it for the time being. It will take about 2-3 days, right?" "

His statement is obviously even more outrageous. Is there something written on the other person's face or something? How can you decipher so many things?

And since we are communicating about my situation, why don’t we allow the person involved to be present? We still need to communicate for two or three days?

Lloyd couldn't help it anymore and complained in his heart:

"No, are you using psychology or mind-reading? Or are there some ulterior secrets you are hiding from me?"

"Don't think about all this nonsense. I've just come into contact with many mentally ill patients like him... Just go visit your friend first and let me have a private conversation with him. I happen to have some thoughts about your [Projection]. , I want to talk to him more, don’t worry, I will contact you in two days.”

The former dean replied angrily, but he didn't say it in Lloyd's head, but directly made his voice.

The key is that when the saint opposite heard this statement, he actually nodded?

So what else can Lloyd say?

He could only shrug his shoulders, turn around and leave alone, leaving space for the two mentally ill patients to communicate about their condition.

When I left, I still walked down the dark and strange corridor, but the mental pollution was gone, only the curious and penetrating sculptures remained.

Lloyd pursed his lips, quickened his pace, and evenly distributed the 50 attribute points that had been upgraded ten levels earlier.

15 points [rationality], 15 points [spiritual power], 15 points [cognition], 5 points [inspiration], add them to me!

[Ding~Add points to complete]

[User: Royd]

[Status: normal]

[Insanity value: 3375/10000, upper limit: 820000]

[Rationality: 820]

[Spiritual power: 820]

【Inspiration: 435】

[Cognition: 820]

[System: Distort LV4, reject LV4, and manifest LV? ? ? 】

The 'water tank' is getting closer and closer to the 'pool', and it is becoming more and more even and comprehensive. This is naturally something to be happy about.

But it was the source of this madness value that made Lloyd a little...

Worried?

A saint can actually emit such strong spiritual pollution, no matter how you think about it, it's not a good thing, right?

His autism may not be as serious as usual...

Maybe the former dean also realized this, so he took two or three days. Maybe he just wanted to see if he could help him?

Lloyd thought wildly and recalled that when he was chatting with the former dean, he also mentioned the abnormality of his [projection].

But the other party didn't say much at that time. He just said that he had not been exposed to the existing extraordinary system and didn't know much about [projection].

But he just changed his words and said that he had some ideas about his [projection]?

Maybe you made some new discoveries after coming to the City of Illusion?

Lloyd couldn't figure out the thoughts of these ancient powerful men, just like he couldn't understand why Uncle Cheap wanted to kill him himself.

I can only hope that things will turn out in an optimistic direction, and that the former dean can live up to the name of "Brilliant Gold" and solve the problems of himself and the embodied saint.

With such an optimistic attitude, he wandered around this museum-like sanctuary for a while before going outside to find a taxi and prepare to visit little Olga.

And even after he had left for a long time, the embodied saint was still holding the newly made 'figure' in his hand, lowering his head and thinking deeply about something.

The former dean was also very patient and did not speak to urge him. Instead, he dragged his fish-head body around the processing room, looking at the unfinished works of art.

It wasn't until another ten minutes passed that the embodied saint raised his head and asked in a voice as loud as a mosquito:

"This is not [projection], but... [illusion]?"

"Huh? It seems that you have noticed it too? Do you know its origin?"

The former dean slowly floated back to the saint and asked.

The embodied saint nodded. Although he did not speak any more, he used the changes in his expression to indicate that he knew the origin of the [Projection] through Hiltina.

The former dean shook his head for a while, then nodded, and continued:

"The concept, or field, of [False] was a very new thing even in our time. Not many people knew about it. It was far less popular than [Distortion]. Even I had only come into contact with some of it. I can’t believe that after such a long time, modern people can also be aware of this field.”

The embodied saint was still autistic as before, did not speak, and just nodded silently.

So the former dean went on to say, minding his own business:

"I felt some of your use of [Fantasy] when I was in the city outside. The [Embodiment] system you are currently in should be considered a method of use?"

The embodied saint nodded first, but then shook his head, and then said in a rare move:

"Not exactly..."

"Well, if [Embodiment] is a painting or a sculpture here, then [Void] may be this entire sanctuary, right? It's not a concept on the same level, and the difference is still very obvious.

But I don’t quite understand your current extraordinary systems. When Lloyd asked me to help him look at his [Projection], I originally thought he was using the power of [Illusion] to create creations, but he gave me detailed information. After explaining the origin, the situation is not what I thought...

This thing involves the flesh and blood of a descendant of the evil god, making it more real, deeper, and more sublime... So when I heard Lloyd explain the origin of this thing, I was still very surprised, and I admired it even more. The boldness of a veto saint. "

After the former dean rambled on for a while, he waited patiently for two or three seconds and received the response from the embodied saint:

"She is... a madman..."

"Perhaps? Even by the standards of our Mizkatok back then, she was at the level of 'crazy'... Young people today are really hard for me to understand."

The former dean sighed like an old man, and then continued:

"Okay, let's get into the teaching phase, let's start with some of my research on [Delusion] back then? But I haven't taught anyone a lesson for a long time, so don't have too high expectations for the quality of my teaching."

The embodied saint nodded, and his originally numb eyes flashed slightly, revealing a look of longing.

……………………

"Oh! My friend! You really gave me a big surprise!"

Little Olga gave Lloyd a big hug outside the door of her luxurious manor, her face full of joy from the bottom of her heart.

After Lloyd took a taxi to the large manor, he just reported his name to the guard outside the door. Then, not long after, little Olga trotted out to greet him personally.

Then he took Lloyd to visit his park-like home, and then mentioned the situation of old Olga:

"My father is stepping up preparations for the next bet. He should be discussing the details with the other two seventh-level powerhouses now, right? I hope everything goes well."

"Then it's best that this is the case. I won't be able to stay too long when I come here."

Lloyd responded.

Little Olga originally wanted to ask him to stay for a few more days and treat this place as her home, but when the words came to her mouth, she noticed something again and was slightly startled.

"You... are about to be promoted to the fifth level?"

"Yeah, almost."

Lloyd admitted frankly.

"My God, holy man, this is so fast! It seems that I have to tell my father about this as soon as possible and let him finalize the next round of gambling immediately."

Little Olga was a little anxious, and quickly called a housekeeper who had been following not far behind, and asked him to deliver the news to old Olga as quickly as possible.

Then he turned around and asked with some confusion:

"No offense, my friend, but your improvement speed is really amazing..."

"This... do you know about the follow-up to our previous adventure?"

Lloyd asked rhetorically.

After finding Uncle Cheap with Little Olga last time, Lloyd originally wanted to talk to Little Olga about what happened.

But as soon as the other party heard that the matter involved the Supreme One, he immediately said, "I won't listen to the bastard chanting sutras." He covered his ears and didn't listen to anything. He also emphasized that he had a wife, children, and a lover.

In the end, he just used a device that looked like a music box to record what Lloyd said.

Lloyd was quite curious whether he listened or not after that.

But there was no need for little Olga to answer. Seeing him cover his ears tightly again, you knew that he really cherished his life...

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

Lloyd shrugged dumbfounded, and explained by the way:

"Anyway, the fact that I improved so quickly has something to do with that experience."