"Traction?"

"Bloodline, curse."

"Then was it...me who caused it?"

"At first, I didn't think it was you, but now I suspect it is you."

"Are you sure you haven't left any descendants?"

"No."

"Then it's not bloodline, is there a third option?"

"No."

"Doesn't that mean I was...by you..."

"Didn't your parents ever tell you to read less inappropriate books?"

"I feel a bit lost now."

"Write down your birth date and time, and I'll calculate it for you."

Li Zhiyuan quickly wrote down his birth information, the figure moved the pen on the paper, but he did not look down, instead, he stared at Li Zhiyuan's face.

"Swoosh!"

The paper on the table suddenly caught fire, and it also burned the figure's right hand. Without hesitation, the figure's left hand turned into a knife, and with a "puff", he cut off his right hand.

"Ouch." The figure looked at Li Zhiyuan again, "Haha, ouch."

Li Zhiyuan: "Ouch, what does that mean?"

The figure: "You old crook, you are on...you are on the boat."

"Is this some sort of euphemism?"

"It's unlucky to say it directly.

But you are ruthless, and quite decisive, playing so intensely, hahaha!"

The figure laughed as he looked up to the sky above the amusement park.

"I still don't understand..."

The figure lowered his head, looked at Li Zhiyuan, and said word by word:

"There's no need to pretend to be pitiful here, nor is there a need to seek protection. This is a ditch you dug yourself; the three of us are all turtles you brought in."

Li Zhiyuan showed a pained expression, forcefully grabbing his hair, forcing himself not to wake up.

"No need to resist anymore." The figure sighed, "You're safe, this time they'll be played to death by you."

"If I wake up, I have to start all over again, and then I won't remember you?"

"Yes."

"I still want to chat a bit longer."

"Is it just as simple as wanting to chat?"

"What else could it be?"

"If I were in your shoes, I would want more, and I believe you would too."

The figure said, looking at his right arm, which had not yet recovered and was still broken.

"Damn, this water is still so treacherous."

Li Zhiyuan: "What do you think I still lack?"

"I'm not you."

"You just said you can think from another's perspective. If you were me, what do you think I lack?"

The figure pointed to the east and west sides: "Those two are too subtle; I'd think it lacks excitement."

Li Zhiyuan: "Then I should feel the same way."

The boy looked up, facing the figure's face. Although it remained blurred, their gazes could capture each other.

The figure: "Then, should we add another spark?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Teach me."

The figure: "According to the normal pace, going on like this, sooner or later, someone will become impatient, erase some things, but how can that be satisfying?

We need to drive one of them into a fury, so furious they'd do anything to be the knife!"

The figure once again lowered his head to look at his now-missing right hand:

"How could just severing one hand be enough?

You'd need to cut off all limbs, gouge out eyes, cut off the tongue, slice off ears, dig out the nose, and then find a fresh dung bucket to worship the person properly."

Li Zhiyuan: "Is it possible?"

The figure: "You certainly don't have the strength, but don't worry, I'm here."

Li Zhiyuan: "You teach, I'll do."

The figure: "First, choose one of the two, decide which one to provoke."

Li Zhiyuan: "You help me choose."

The figure: "Actually, provoking either one will lead to greater trouble later, but I suggest leaving that turtle alone for now.

Because the other one, at least, has some humanity, and he is restricted, unable to leave that place.

The most important thing is, I suspect the reason he's drawn over there is due to bloodline.

Which means, his bloodline descendant stands on your side.

He surely doesn't care about cutting off offspring, but with a descendant following you, at least later on, you can have some say. When choosing his own death punishment, he might pick a slightly less painful one."

"The consequences are so severe?"

"Scared?"

"All the more interesting."

"Tsk."

The figure walked out of the corridor, into the open space outside.

"In my leisure time, I used to write some books, but they were basic, sorry."

"Why do you keep apologizing to me?"

"Because I am indeed sorry, the intent behind those books might not have been kind; at that time, I was still a bit naive."

"If it were you now?"

"I would write down even greater malice."

Li Zhiyuan: "Thank you."

"You old crook, keep a close eye. I don't know how many of my books you've read exactly, my mind is not complete now, but there are still some things I didn't leave in the books.

Look carefully, learn carefully, comprehend carefully, rote memorization is not enough.

The cause and effect here are intricate, those two deities are also here, after waking from this dream, the tide will wash over, and most of your memory here will be erased; what you can truly learn depends like before, only on what you've thoroughly digested."

Underfoot, the figure began constructing an array pattern, his left arm waving formed a skill, his mouth breathing in and out, transforming into a phenomenon.

This was his understanding of array, skill, and Feng Shui.

Li Zhiyuan had a premonition that if he missed this opportunity, he would deeply regret after regaining his memory.

But what kind of teacher conducts three courses at once?

Li Zhiyuan began using one mind for three purposes.

In his memory, he had never tried this before, because there weren't many practical scenarios, only occasionally used one mind for two tasks.

Yet somehow, using one mind for three tasks was unexpectedly smooth.

The array, skill, and Feng Shui that the figure demonstrated, seemed to be split into three parts by the boy himself, all exposed on three chessboards in front of him.

The external form didn't matter anymore; he directly recorded its essence with black and white chess pieces!

First comprehend the core feeling, the external branches could be reverse-engineered and completed later when he had time.

The figure did not stop, and Li Zhiyuan quickly placed pieces on the three chessboards, keeping pace.

The boy even had the spare energy to ponder other things:

It seems, he will quite enjoy playing Go in the future, his chess skills feeling significantly higher than now.

At the same time, the boy had some doubts:

What kind of difficult and complex situation was he going to face later, to use one mind for three purposes so smoothly?

Time slowly passed like this, though in dreams, the sense of time flow tends to be distorted.

Suddenly, Li Zhiyuan emitted a muffled groan, collapsing on the ground, blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

The figure also stopped teaching.

Li Zhiyuan raised his head in disbelief, looking at him, and asked, "Were you trying to secretly control me?"

Just now, he sensed a special will trying to control his mind, and here, only he and this figure could qualify as independent entities.

The figure remained silent.

Li Zhiyuan continued asking: "Why, why do you want to control me?"

The figure let out a sigh: "Alas, you even learned this."

"I learned this?"

"I said that only what has been thoroughly digested can manifest here."

"So what?"

The figure stooped down, peering at Li Zhiyuan, cautiously asking:

"Little one, do you have some kind of sickness?"

Li Zhiyuan's pupils contracted.

The figure extended a hand, patting Li Zhiyuan's shoulder: "No wonder I was drawn here. I had been pondering the reason; hah, it turns out I landed here."

"I don't understand what you're saying; I can't comprehend it."

"Little one, since you have that sickness, you don't age, your real age shouldn't be much older. It might be just a little older than you now."

"My real age?"

"Because when drawing the array just now, I noticed you don't have the habit of using force; you haven't practiced martial arts; you probably haven't reached that age yet."

"I'm not of age yet?"

"Damn, such a brute!"

The figure suddenly let out a roar.

This anger left Li Zhiyuan feeling bewildered.

"He's still a kid; how can you be such a brute!"

"What exactly are you trying to express?"

"It will definitely increase the difficulty for you on purpose, confront you deliberately. It'll deliberately put you through hardship; this is not because it has emotions, nor because it has turned bad, but because I have been here."

"Because... you have been here?"

"It will never allow a second me to appear."

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