Chapter 354: 351. Ryan’s Self-Cultivation
Swish…
The light grew dimr as it sank to the bottom of the lake.
When a speck of light appeared,
The scene before changed dramatically.
A strange sll wafted in the air, a mix of formalin and disinfectant.
This was an autopsy room with no doors or windows.
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Only the incandescent light overhead illuminated the room’s interior.
Du Wei looked emotionless at the industrial autopsy table before him, on which lay a body covered tightly with a white cloth.
On a side table lay many autopsy tools.
Behind the tool table was a chair ant for resting.
“Subconscious dreams,”
His tone was very complex.
But his eyes remained unchanged.
What revealed itself from deep within was numbness and serenity, different from the extre rationality and calm brought on by Evil Spirit Transformation.
Now it ca from his heart.
The him in the Lake of Souls, although indeed real, was also a dream belonging to a deeper level of dreams.
Closing his eyes and sinking to the bottom of the lake was akin to entering into even deeper layers of dreams.
From a psychological standpoint, he was now in a subconscious dream.
Everyone dreams, and upon waking, the dreams vanish.
But subconscious dreams are continuous; if one day these dreams end, there’s only one reason—this person’s life has co to an end.
Subconscious dreams are unconscious.
They are unaffected by human will—they are a true reflection of a person’s inner self.
Regarding Du Wei, the dream he was now in was his innermost secret, one that even he himself was unaware of.
He rembered clearly, in his junior year of college, on February 16th, he ca to the autopsy room for practice as usual, because since childhood, his parents had passed away, and he had to rely on himself.
But his childhood experiences made him sowhat aloof, so he chose forensic dicine.
What he didn’t expect…
On that day, when he pulled back the white cloth covering the body, he saw his own father.
Fate played a cruel joke on him.
From then on, Du Wei’s life took a turn.
The autopsy room was where his fate changed and where he was most familiar.
In his subconscious, he never forgot.
No doors, no windows.
It ant he didn’t want to share this past with anyone.
Indeed…
Apart from Evil Spirit Du Wei, not even his girlfriend Alex, his best friend Tom, or Father Tony knew.
Du Wei pulled out the chair and sat quietly upon it.
He did not focus on the body, but looked at his own hands instead.
Ti ticked away, silently slipping by.
After a while…
Du Wei finally spoke, his voice hoarse, “If you were still alive, you would definitely want to live a better life.”
“I rember every single experience from my childhood to adulthood.”
“So I won’t let you down.”
“So the body under this white cloth is actually .”
Here, he didn’t need any facade, nor did he need to maintain calm and rationality.
But ironically, the most real version of himself was a composite of rationality and calm.
People are influenced by external factors, accepting information, and thus forming a complete set of values.
So people are very dissatisfied with how they’ve turned out, tornted by their inner struggles.
But so people face it calmly.
Du Wei belonged to the latter, so he wouldn’t deny himself.
So he stood up and pulled away the white cloth covering the corpse.
There was nothing…
But the answer had already beco very clear.
Du Wei took a deep breath, and his entire being entered into the Evil Spirit Transformation.
The pattern of a pointer on his Right Hand glowed hot.
He activated the power of the Mark.
Suddenly, the sound of a piano began to echo throughout the dissection room…
Lullaby played automatically.
A mist appeared out of nowhere, and within it, the outline of a piano beca faintly visible, along with Freddy being passively played while sitting in a chair.
What was last marked often appears first.
Suddenly…
There ca the sowhat terrified voice of Freddy: “Damn it, how did I see you, the devil, again?”
It stuck its head out of the fog, staring at Du Wei in disbelief.
That scarred face, full of burn marks, was twisted beyond recognition.
It couldn’t be considered an Evil Spirit but a product in between human and Evil Spirit, which is why it had consciousness and the ability to speak.
Du Wei looked at it and calmly said, “I should have told you that you can’t get rid of , I will be your nightmare.”
Freddy let out a ferocious howl: “I will kill you, I swear, I definitely will!”
Du Wei remained calm: “Don’t worry, I will give you a chance in the future.”
Freddy beca even more unhinged: “You devil, do you think I would believe you? You’re just an outright fraud.”
Having said that, Freddy froze, uttering in disbelief: “Is this… Is this your dream?”
Du Wei nodded, and just as he was about to reply, suddenly his mobile phone rang.
The atmosphere turned very awkward.
Freddy’s expression changed: “A phone call? You’re lying to again, this is reality, isn’t it? You brought into reality, you want to kill in reality.”
Du Wei ignored it, took out his phone to look, and saw that the caller ID was the sa number that Doctor Ryan had used to call him before.
Without pressing the connect button, Ryan’s voice automatically ca through the phone: “Director, it’s bad, Jas’ condition has worsened, the lunatic is imitating you, and he’s doing it so convincingly that he almost fooled .”
“I, Ryan, cannot tolerate this, I must cure his illness.”
“Director, what dication do you usually prescribe for patients? Is there sothing potent? I’ll give Jas more, to help him regain his senses faster.”
“Otherwise, I’m really scared right now, I feel like I’m going to be assimilated by these lunatics.”
Hearing this, Du Wei’s eyes turned slightly cold.
He had never forgotten Jas’ existence. During his ti in St. Bodia, he wanted to find Jas and figure out how to solve the problem Jas carried.
His forr companion had beco an extension of the will of Evil Spirit Du Wei.
But before he had a chance to act, Jas had joined the Dusk Bell.
“Ryan, are you sure he’s really imitating ?”
“Yes, Director, this nutcase is imitating you, I was so mad I skipped dinner!”
Du Wei spoke coldly, “How much does he resemble now?”
Ryan hesitated, “Maybe… seventy or eighty percent similar. His deanor isn’t quite like yours, but I feel like he’s you. Except for his face and build not being as excellent as yours, it’s almost spot-on.”
“Right, I even saw him wearing colored contacts, his eye color is exactly like yours now.”
“He’s seriously sick.”
Du Wei said in a deep voice, “Ryan, I appreciate you telling this. From now on, do not contact Jas anymore, stay as far away from him as possible, and leave the rest to to handle.”
Ryan was baffled: “But Director, you haven’t told what dication to give him yet?”
Du Wei glanced at Freddy in the mist. For so reason, its expression suddenly beca fixed.
Quickly, Du Wei rushed to say to Ryan, “Doctor Ryan, this patient’s situation is very troubleso, beyond what you can handle. For your safety, from now on, take care of the other patients, you are not responsible for Jas anymore. Do you understand?”
Ryan uttered an “Oh” and said, “Then what dication should I give to the others?”
Du Wei casually replied, “Prescribe them whatever dication you think is suitable. You are now a qualified doctor, you shouldn’t need to ask these things anymore.”
Ryan excitedly said, “That’s great, I can finally prescribe dication to people!”
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