"Ah. Yes. If you have any discoveries of your own, you can tell me." Yi Cha added.
Nese nodded, without much thought on his face. He seemed to already have his own goal and take action.
He walked through the tall bookshelves that reached to the ceiling, folded and folded in two familiar ways, and disappeared into the depths of the library. It seems that he has been visiting this place a lot in the past few days.
Yi Cha sat down behind the large desk in the corner and tapped the table with his left index finger - in order to reduce any accidents that caused instability, his right arm kept the same position to support the sleeping girl with horns.
There was a slight loose sound in the distance, and at the same time, a row of thick hard lizard-skin books suddenly appeared in front of him - these books all mentioned soul research in his mind.
Yi Cha quickly glanced at the title of the book, took the dusty one in the middle, and breathed out slowly.
The soul is not a subject he is good at.
In fact, it was one of the studies he least enjoyed doing.
He has been trying to avoid this kind of research.
Souls come in various forms, and some types are extremely polluting, making any exposure operation very risky for experimenters. Most souls are difficult to capture, and there are extraordinary requirements for the precision, purity, and cost of instruments and spells. Require.
Even among souls of the same category, individual differences are often huge. No matter how complete the standardized process is, it will always be suddenly broken by an individual case. After decades of serious cultivation and optimization of a soul, it is finally discovered that it is a stubborn cyclic soul. After one night, everything returns to the starting point, and there are frequent cases where all previous efforts are wasted.
Because of this, there are countless taboos on soul research - behind each of these taboos there are many lessons of corpses everywhere or no bones left - it is difficult to say which one is worse.
In addition, there are some strict soul moral covenants promulgated by the Yuhengzhi Garden.
These conventions took into account so many different racial situations that they ended up being extremely redundant and contradictory.
The most frequently mentioned one is: "Soul torture of any kind is prohibited." This rule completely violates itself - if you want to break through the cumbersome procedures, not violate any taboos, meet the requirements, and provide sufficient documentary evidence to obtain formal approval for soul research, it is itself a kind of research on your own soul. Extremely tortured.
Yi Cha really doesn’t want to get such approval.
He also doesn't like this kind of research route that is too random.
Before this, he had no reason to do this secretly.
"Teacher, have you encountered any trouble?" Yi Cha raised his head and found that Nese was standing in front of him at some point, with empty hands and a look of hesitation.
He looked down and saw that the wound on his chest had healed, and the magma-like blood had long since solidified and been removed.
"What's wrong?" Yi Cha put down the book.
He could see that Nese's expression was a little unnatural, staring at him tightly, and the focus of his eyes slowly slid from left to right, and then from the right again.
"The energy in your body is messed up," the warlock said.
"Is that just that? That's nothing." Yi Cha pointed to the girl in his arms absentmindedly, "Don't worry about it. This was her interference. But she is very calm now. It just bent the surrounding energy field. We must cherish it. The time is now.”
"That's it." Nese seemed to feel a little more at ease. He took another look at his chest before turning his head and diving into the stacks of shelves.
Yi Cha returned his attention to the book "Invisible Beauty: Nine Forms of Existence of the Soul" in his hand.
Yes.
Now it seems that the existence of "soul" must be considered.
Neither the energy nor the material vision can see the strange reason for the Son of Chaos. Spells cannot be detected, power cannot be matched. With two beings contained in one body at the same time, he had to consider that the mutated state of the Son of Chaos was caused by an extra soul.
The extra soul needed to be stripped away... He turned the pages of the book and read ten lines at a glance.
Sure enough, he found the title:
"Form 8: Symbiosis and Parasitism".
…
"Symbiosis and parasitism are often confused. In most cases, it can be simply thought that symbiosis is beneficial to both, and parasitism is harmful to both."
"Note: The parasite can not use the complete soul itself, but create a soul mirror or other soul division methods to achieve this purpose."
——"Invisible Beauty: Nine Existence Forms of the Soul"
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It seems that the old male voice in the body of the Son of Chaos is very much like a parasite... The girl arched her shoulder, and he gently touched her head, and drew a straight line on the edge of the book with his other hand. The thick pages of the book immediately began to turn.
An earlier chapter caught his attention.
"Form Five: Concentration Camp"
"The 'concentration camp' type of soul existence form is quite similar to the fourth form: 'containment'. Both restrict the pure soul to a special scope.
Obviously, unlike 'containment', the existence form of the soul in the 'concentration camp' type is collective, closely connected, and more free. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is more 'life-oriented'. The souls in the concentration camp have a certain amount of space to move around and can even communicate with each other - of course, this is not necessarily a good thing.
As a 'concentration camp' for the soul, the standards are naturally much higher than the simple and crude 'storage'.
All one-star 'concentration camps' must have the following elements:
A 'wall' that can isolate the soul from other incompatibles.
A 'door' that can be passed through by the soul, but prevents any other existence.
A 'playground' for souls to move around.
A 'mattress' for the soul to rest and bounce back.
The 'front desk' that inspects and distributes souls.
The 'balcony' where souls are judged.
Punishment, the 'atonement' that destroys the soul.
A two-star 'concentration camp' must have the following additional elements under the above conditions:
A self-sufficient energy circulation system "power station".
The 'Arena' that keeps the soul alive.
The 'mirror room' that prevents souls from adhering.
A 'storage room' where soul fragments are kept.
Three star 'concentration camp', requiring the following additional facilities..."
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Concentration camp.
I looked back and forth at the two pages.
Although it is not stated directly, it is very obvious that the City of Mercy, Comeniti, is such a "concentration camp." According to various records, it has reached at least the two-star level...
Icha flipped through the pages again, this time looking for the passage about stripping away souls.
Yes.
"Some readers may want to ask, is it possible for the different existence forms of the soul to transform into each other?
The answer must be given here: Of course. "
There are three words below.
"See next volume."
Yicha closed "Invisible Beauty" with a "pop" sound.
"teacher."
Nese appeared again just in time, this time holding a dozen thick books carefully in his arms.
Yi Cha saw the book "Invisible Beauty: Nine Forms of Existence of the Soul, Continued" among them at a glance, and immediately pulled it out of the stack of books.
"Any other discoveries?" He opened the new book and asked casually.
"I think your soul has been changed." The warlock said firmly.
