626: Chapter 270 Regretful Person 626: Chapter 270 Regretful Person The child called “Haya” was not yet adept in English or Mandarin for explaining complexities, rely wiping his tears while explaining sothing in their language.
Ingrid listened patiently, occasionally asking a few questions.
Xiang Shan stood with his arms crossed, just waiting.
It took a good while before Ingrid pieced together the cause and effect of the incident.
The whole thing was simply a misunderstanding.
From a young age, Haya had been taught that the Zima Clan were not human.
They were closer to those foreign warmachines—the ones with legs that could walk—created by the foreigners’ magic.
Surely the Zima were similar monstrosities conjured by so malevolent sorcery; otherwise, they wouldn’t have committed such atrocities against the Haoa people.
The Zimas were surely just as cruel and ruthless creatures spawned from evil magic.
So…
One should not believe the cries and pleas of the Zima, not believe their begging for rcy.
Those were rely the guises these monsters adopted to survive.
They lacked the complex emotions of humans, they were just pretenders,
Haya had been educated in this manner since childhood.
Of course, before this, an Easterner had told him that things might not be as they seed.
His willingness to leave his holand and co to this place was rely to see the “world” that foreigner had described to him.
Then…
Ingrid patted Haya on the head, “He saw witchcraft unlike anything he had seen before.
Though guns and cannons were also a kind of witchcraft to him, powered exoskeletons as well, this witchcraft reminded him of unpleasant things…”
Lu Xuanyu took a deep breath, “So he wanted to kill , hm?”
Ingrid took two steps back with Haya, shaking her head, “No, that scene just triggered so bad mories he was taught as a child.
I don’t think the assault was intentional, he is just…
too adept at it.”
Lu Xuanyu shook his head, “This could be a real problem!”
Suddenly, Haya stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying in his not so fluent Mandarin, “I’m sorry!”
Lu Xuanyu was unable to judge whether the boy was sincere or feigning.
He actually felt like giving the kid a good thrashing, but after clenching his fist, he let it go again.
Xiang Shan then asked, “Why were you crying after that?
Was it because you were in pain?
Or what?”
Haya babbled sothing to Ingrid again.
Inga froze, her eyes reddening suddenly.
“What’s up?” Xiang Shan asked anxiously.
Ingrid let out a sigh, “His tears had several anings.
For the first ti, he realized the value of this ‘witchcraft’…
He had t Mr.
Lu in the sickbed before with Yog and knew what Mr.
Lu had been like previously.
He finally understood what we ‘white wizards’ were creating.
He grasped the significance of our work.
Then, he also suddenly thought of Kanhara.
Yog had described Kanhara’s work, which also supported the function of prosthetic limbs…
Suddenly, he realized how aningless Kanhara’s death was.”
“And then, he felt disgusted with himself.
Just now, in his panic, he had mindlessly attacked Mr.
Lu’s vulnerable spot.
He realized that he was still the sa bad guy who randomly killed people on the battlefield, no different from the person who killed Kanhara.”
Xiang Shan froze for a second, then leaned down and patted the kid’s head, “Realizing your mistake is good.
But you were too harsh just now.
You absolutely cannot do that again.
You need to apologize properly.”
Haya turned to Lu Xuanyu again, bowing deeply, “I’m sorry.”
Lu Xuanyu clenched his fists then relaxed them, before waving his hand, “Forget it.
I forgive you this ti.”
The child struggled for a mont to understand.
At this ti, Xiang Shan said, “After being forgiven, what should you say to the person who forgave you?”
Only then did Haya grasp the concept, saying, “Thank you!”
At this ti, Yawgmoth also ca looking for them.
He seed to have just finished work, fatigue evident on his face.
He said to Lu Xuanyu, “Mr.
Lu, my apologies.
My foster son almost hurt you…”
With Yawgmoth, Lu Xuanyu’s deanor softened.
He waved his hand, “That’s alright.
It’s nothing now.”
Ingrid led Haya over to Yawgmoth, “Alright, off you go.”
Just as they were about to leave through the door, Haya began to tremble without warning.
Yawgmoth only glanced at him before continuing to walk outside.
Lu Xuanyu couldn’t help but ask, “Does that kid have so kind of problem?”
Xiang Shan shook his head, resettling himself on the table, his expression turning grim, “Did you know?
Sheluke Midom happens to be quite suitable for growing so plants containing addictive components.
And then, so warlords use these kinds of thods to control their subordinates, even through layers of control.
Fortunately, their purification techniques are virtually non-existent.”
Lu Xuanyu was startled, “And an addiction…
isn’t that too dangerous?”
“It’s not too bad,” Xiang Shan replied, not dwelling too much on this issue, “This place has the proper qualifications to store many psychoactive drugs.
It wouldn’t be very difficult to find a substitute drug for maintenance therapy.”
Substitute maintenance treatnt is a thod that uses a substitute drug to treat drug or alcohol addiction.
For example, many countries now provide thadone to addicts to help them gradually quit heroin.
Lu Xuanyu looked at Xiang Shan again, visibly shocked.
Xiang Shan shook his head, “There’s nothing too surprising about that.
Many drugs that are called narcotics are excellent anesthetics or can play a significant role in brain-related research.
We have applied for and received the qualifications to store and use them.
And as for that little devil’s matter, we’ve also made a special application.
Besides, all of this may not even be an issue in the future.”
Lu Xuanyu was puzzled, “Addiction is sothing that will surely accompany one for life, isn’t it?
Whether physically or psychologically…”
“Lu, where do you think ‘Addiction of the Mind’ resides?
In the soul?” Xiang Shan shook his head, “It might exist in the way of thinking, in mories.
But ‘ways of thinking’ and ‘mories’ exist in the connections of brain neurons.”
“Imagine, you know chewing a certain herb feels great, and you rember chewing that herb felt great, but if you forget ‘how great it felt’ and ‘what exactly that felt like’, would you still have the so-called Addiction of the Mind?”
By now, Lu Xuanyu was no longer surprised.
He simply nodded in admiration, “I see…
that’s truly remarkable.”
“The omnipotent Yawgmoth has yet another incentive for the Restoring project,” Xiang Shan shook his head, “Speaking of which, Lu, how about going out for a drink tonight?”
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