Yes, I did all this!

Not only did he take off the black robe that blocked his head, he also took out the Key to the Underworld hanging around his neck.

"You should be aware of this."

"What..." Dr. Suzuki squinted his eyes and looked at the stone and thought for a long time.

The memories of the past became blurred as he grew older. After a long time, he said uncertainly:

"The ancestral stone in our family? Are you still wearing it?"

The old crow nodded: "Its name is the Key to the Underworld. When I was lying on the bed paralyzed, thinking that I would spend my whole life like this, I felt extremely desperate and longing for health in my heart - so in Stimulated by this emotion, it was activated and transformed me into this posture.”

"..." Dr. Suzuki looked surprised, then frowned and suddenly looked at him:

"No - wait a minute, that is to say, when you rolled down the cliff in the wheelchair, you had already recovered? You just pretended to be dead and left?"

A look of shame flashed across Old Crow's face: "Yes, and the reason why I concealed this is to stimulate you, my child."

"What......"

"I feel the mystery of this stone, and I hope to share it with you to avoid hereditary diseases in our family. But on the one hand, I am worried that you will not accept the power of weirdos. On the other hand, I also feel your talent."

"talent?"

"The activation of the Key to the Underworld may require strong emotions, and the genetic disease in our family comes from nerves. The two similar situations made me do something I'm sorry for you - making you afraid that you will fall into the same situation as me. Use this fear to promote your talents."

The words of the old crow were filled with unfeigned guilt:

"And now, you are already an expert in this direction. You can even use cold machinery to simulate emotional fluctuations that are stronger than humans. As the holder of this key to the underworld, I am undoubtedly excited, but as your father , I am ashamed of my dereliction of duty.”

"you......"

Dr. Suzuki opened his eyes wide, with mixed emotions and excitement.

He looked around, picked up a crutch, and threw it at Old Crow:

"You bastard! Do you know how I have lived these past few decades? The result that I fear every day is just your plan against me!?"

His body was hit one after another, but Old Crow did not dodge, and seriously accepted his anger.

——After a long time, Dr. Suzuki finally calmed down, or maybe he was too tired to use the crutches.

Throwing it on the ground, Dr. Suzuki gasped and looked at the Key of the Underworld hanging around the neck of the old crow:

"Is it how you turned those people into weirdos?"

"Black Stone chose to follow me in pursuit of more powerful power. He Jia is the weirdo who turned from a human being." Old Crow said:

"In the past few decades, I have mastered part of the use of the Key to the Underworld - do you want to use it?"

"I..." Looking at the Key to the Underworld, Dr. Suzuki put his hands on his legs, and obvious desire flashed in his eyes: "What should I do?"

"——Transforming humans into monsters requires the other party to have extremely strong emotional fluctuations, and there is also a high probability of death, so I don't recommend you to do it now."

Old Crow shook his head: "When the door opens, I will turn you into a weirdo."

"...Open the door. You and your subordinates call yourself the openers. What does this mean?"

"Open the sealed door." The old crow told him what the magical girl did in ancient times, and then said:

"After opening the sealed door, special changes will occur in this area, and it will be easier to transform humans into monsters - and this is my purpose."

"Transform humans into monsters?" Dr. Suzuki asked in disbelief.

Even if he made this choice, he still couldn't understand this horrifying thought.

Old Crow looked calm and looked at Dr. Suzuki's legs:

"You should be able to imagine the feeling of powerlessness lying in bed, unable to do anything. The world is full of disease and pain, so I chose to do this."

"But...even turning into a weirdo?"

"I have personally experienced this kind of despair and pain, so when I was able to stand up and even fly into the sky, I firmly chose to do this kind of thing - to restore the sight of the blind, to let the disabled walk like flying, to let the people who live all year round People who suffer from illness gain health.”

"Not everyone has the power of magical girls, but the power of weirdos can be shared in large quantities." After saying that, he looked deeply at Dr. Suzuki: "That's why I need your help."

"..."

Looking at his legs, Dr. Suzuki took a deep breath: "...Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"——At least three Keys to the Underworld are needed to open the door, but in addition, it also requires the strongest emotional fluctuations to activate the three Keys to the Underworld. Therefore, I need you to find a way to mechanically simulate emotions enough to activate it. activation."

"If I use the AI ​​data from when the attackers went berserk, I should be able to do it." Dr. Suzuki pondered for a while and looked at the Key to the Underworld: "But, don't the Key to the Underworld require three?"

"I only have two now, and the third one has been delivered."

As he said that, Old Crow felt something and turned his head to look somewhere.

Shen Wujian came forward with a jar and looked at the two of them: "I didn't disturb your conversation, did I?"

"Talking about you."

The old crow looked at the jar containing the magic girl's power in his hand, and stretched out his hand towards it: "Then let's start according to the content of the cooperation."

"Um."

Shen Wujian placed the jar in Old Crow's hand. You can see from the transparent part in the middle of the jar that the energy representing the magical girl was drawn away by Old Crow.

When he took his hand away, the energy of the magical girl was surging uneasily in Old Crow's hand, but he could not escape at all.

Then he put his other hand under the jar.

The Key to the Underworld hanging around his neck gave off a faint light, and ominous gray-black energy gradually surged into the jar.

Shen Wujian frowned. Even as an ordinary person, he could feel the coldness of this energy, which really made him feel uncomfortable.

"Okay." Old Crow let go of his hand: "These are enough, you can use it to transform the person you want, but remember, this behavior has a high mortality rate, and it also requires the other party to have strong Only negative emotions will do.”

"Of course I remember." Shenwujian turned to look at Dr. Suzuki in the wheelchair: "In addition, Dr. Suzuki, you must also participate in the research. After all, you are also a member of our Shenwu Group."

"Uh... ok."

He nodded subconsciously and turned to look at Old Crow: "What's going on? Is this the energy of the magical girl Ling Yin?"

Shen Wujian had no intention of participating in the conversation between the two, so he turned around and left with the jar.

"Yes." The old crow took out another aggregate with strong negative emotions, which he collected when the attacker went berserk:

"The combination of the two is the essence of the Key to the Underworld. I cannot get the third key from Neville, so I can only use this method to replace it. During this time, I will try to make it a one-time underworld key." I’m going to ask you for the key, my child.”

"...I will, Father."

Dr. Suzuki nodded and saw a happy smile on the face of the old crow. He turned into a crow and flew away in the closed room, passing through the wall and quickly disappearing from his sight.

Dr. Suzuki looked away and pushed the wheelchair to the computer:

"Emotion AI and Type Zero, I hope everything goes well..."

...

——At this moment, Duanmumo was sitting in the living room of the "prison", reading the newspaper under the bright light.

There are many books here, but they are not allowed to be taken out, so Duanmumo brought them back because he wanted to relieve Shenwu Ling's boredom.

Shenwu Ling was also reading a book, but soon she couldn't stand it anymore.

She could never calm down like Duanmu Mo.

She turned her head, looked at Duanmumo who was leisurely reading the newspaper, and suddenly said:

"Like a grandpa."

"Is there any?"

Duanmumo was stunned for a moment and touched his chin: "As for that? I'm not young for you, but I'm not that old, right?"

"I mean habit."

Shen Wu Ling said lightly, but then, the lights in the room were turned off, and the whole room became dark.

"It's twelve o'clock."

Duanmumo put down his book, stretched his body, and looked at Shenwu Ling: "You should go to sleep too, I will go back to the room."

——It’s time to wander around.

"good......"

Shenwu Ling took a deep breath and pushed the wheelchair into her bedroom.

But before she entered the house, she stopped and hesitated at the door.

"What's wrong?"

"I......"

Facing Duanmumo's inquiry, Shenwu Ling turned around, her face still cold, but her voice was trembling:

"I'm a little scared... let's sleep in the same room."

Volume One: Chapter 210: Sleeping

——Although she wanted to refuse on the spot and let her sleep by herself, the words Shen Wuling, who always looked indifferent, said such words were enough to represent the uneasiness in her heart.

"..."

Duanmumo was silent for a while, then shrugged: "Okay."

He went to his bedroom, rolled up his bed and moved it over.

After finishing everything, he looked at Shenwu Ling:

"Okay, go to sleep."

"Um......"

Duanmumo stepped forward, pulled out the needle from her arm, wrapped it and threw it away.

Shenwu Ling's body does not need to be connected to medical instruments all the time, and in order to prevent the unconscious movements of the body from causing the needles to stir in the body, they are only taken out when sleeping. Only then does she have rare free time. .

"Can you go up there by yourself?"

Duanmumo pushed her to the bed and asked.

"It can't be done." Shen Wuling shook her head: "Usually my sister takes me to lie down on it."

"I see."

He stretched out his hand, passed through the opponent's legs and back, and picked up Shenwu Ling.

Judging from the appearance alone, Shenwu Ling does not look like a sick person at all. His body is even and there are no deformities in his legs, but his body looks a little thin.

——And in Duanmumo's arms, Shen Wuling's heart beat a little faster.

It feels different from my sister's. I can feel the other's strong arms and heat through my sleeves, and the feeling is more stable.

Simply put, it gives people a stronger sense of security.

"..."

Unconsciously, Shen Wuling's smooth and silky toes had curled up.

Her condition was different from paralysis and other diseases. She was just weak, so although her legs were difficult to move, she could still feel and make subconscious actions.

"Are you a little cold?"

In response, Duanmu Mo just gently put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

"Hmm..."

Shen Wuling nodded slowly, holding her arm, feeling the needles remaining on her arm.

"Then remember to cover the quilt, I should go to sleep too."

Duanmu Mo yawned and lay on the bed on the ground.

—— In the quiet night, only the gentle sound of the waves echoed in her ears.

In this depressing situation, Shen Wuling felt as if she was in a narrow boat, surrounded by surging waves, as if the boat would be lifted up by the sea in the next moment.

Fortunately, the breathing sound next to her made her feel a lot more at ease.

"..."

As time passed, Shen Wuling suddenly heard Duanmu Mo turn over.

"...Mr. Duanmu, are you asleep?"