My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 591 - 377: This Is Too Extreme (Part 2)

Faust’s cloudy eyes looked at the old brothel keeper. She was quite old, but one could still see traces of her youthful charms and a hint of familiar features in her brows and eyes.

"Do you know Lilith?" Faust asked the old brothel keeper, mentioning the name of a talented student he once knew. However, before she could become his student, she was abducted, and by the time Faust discovered, her daughter had already become the courtesan here.

The old brothel keeper was a bit surprised and asked, "Do you know my mother?"

Faust fell silent momentarily, then smiled, his lips curling upwards. He was laughing, displaying the largest arc of a smile in his life to the elderly brothel keeper, but his eyes only carried sadness and pain.

"Sir, do you require special services?" The owner tentatively approached Faust. "Leah is my daughter and the courtesan here. We can serve you together, hoping you might take pity for knowing my mother and... take Leah as your maid."

Seeing the response of the daughter of an old acquaintance, Faust showed a painful yet confused smile.

He entered the nightclub he once despised the most, meeting the courtesan and the heavily made-up brothel keeper preparing to accompany him...

Twisted, struggling, numb, indulgent...

The Heart Demon within seemed to completely tear apart all his disguises. He was laughing, grinning...

If I cannot change this place, then I shall destroy it, destroy this disgusting world...

...

"Did I fall asleep?" Xue Dili rose from his seat in the library, puzzled that he had fallen asleep while holding a book.

Moreover, it seemed he dreamt of many strange things, feeling an odd aftereffect, almost chokingly uncomfortable, as if he had briefly ventured into a cyberpunk world as a fringe walker.

The aftereffect... was intense...

"You’re awake." This time it was Faust speaking.

In his hand, a quill pen was recording the likeness of this world, the likeness of Xue Dili University, of the classroom, of the library, of the campus.

Faust seemed to really like Ke University, wanting to document everything about it with his pen.

Xue Dili quietly watched Faust, this man he found somewhat inscrutable.

He sometimes seemed like a cultured and refined teacher, as claimed by his identity, very elegant, as though elegance was embedded deep in his bones like an old gentleman.

A gentleman resembling the Joestar family at a glance.

But frequent interactions revealed another mindset; once this layer of disguise was peeled away, he would instantly turn into a twisted and manic... madman?

Or perhaps, a Demon buried deep inside.

The coldness and madness within were beyond Xue Dili’s comprehension.

Xue Dili did not know what this man had been through in his world; from his brief descriptions, all that was known is he taught the Twelfth Apostle, and afterward with the Apostle’s ascent, animals and people followed, becoming one of the Lords of the world.

But eventually, he did not continue being this Lord; he chose to initiate a Divine Descent Ceremony, making a decision identical to the Twelfth Apostle’s, preparing to bring another Apostle to his planet.

However, he failed and was sealed in a small dark room by the Twelfth Apostle until he completely died not long ago.

This was his life, but Xue Dili did not understand where his will came from, a resolve willing to destroy this world if necessary. Within this will, Xue Dili pondered a lot.

Perhaps everyone has their own story.

Xue Dili could only think this way.

After that, Faust in the cabin under the Divine Tree reverted back to his elegant gentlemanly demeanor, with the same curve at the corners of his mouth as before, unchanged, it seemed to be a habit cultivated by his upbringing.

Or perhaps, it was a mask he couldn’t take off.

...

Throughout the afternoon, Xue Dili was quite distracted, during the Thought Cultivation and Language classes.

He basically did not pay attention, either bickering with the Little Witch or reflecting on the nightmare during the lunch break...

He felt it was a nightmare, always feeling like he had arrived at an extremely warped world, Xue Dili could not describe it, but it felt very uncomfortable.

In that oppressive atmosphere, he suddenly thought perhaps the atmosphere in the Peninsula or Fusang was much more relaxed.

And he faintly understood, the protagonist of this nightmare was indeed Faust, this man who claimed to be a teacher.

However, Xue Dili did not plan to delve into Faust’s past. After he finished recording all of the Twelfth Apostle’s abilities, and Xue Dili had prepared on his end, he would head to that world.

But he could only use a method similar to Heart Stealer; if he went over himself, he could believe the Twelfth Apostle would directly detect him.

Additionally, he would contact the Interstellar Corps, which, even if unable to assist with infiltration, could help greatly in the final battle.

"I’m back!" Xue Dili returned home.

And today, as always, the old Undead and the Female Pope came to visit.

Susu was about to yawn, when she saw Old Barak leap like a frog towards him. After Xue Dili dodged, he immediately tried to pull Xue Dili’s arm, saying: "Have you started losing your sense of taste again? Is it an aftereffect from the Undead Transformation, or has something else gone wrong?"

Xue Dili: "..."

"No, Old Deng, let go!"

"I won’t, you rascal, until I properly examine you, I’m not leaving your body!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Let me see!" Old Barak continued to hold onto Xue Dili firmly. "Anyway, I haven’t stayed inside your body before."

"Get lost!"

After a bout of shouting and scuffling, Xue Dili eventually underwent Holy Light healing and examination.

And within him, Faust quietly observed all this, continuing to depict this world’s likeness in the book, whether it be the likeness of school, street scenes, or family surroundings.

Despite Xue Dili’s chaotic home, the physical altercations between Old Barak and Xue Dili, the potential for an all-out brawl nearly taking place at home, the Little Dragon Lady and Little Tree Lady starting a band noisily in the hall.

Plus the sound of dishes cooking in Auntie’s kitchen, and Susu’s yawning when she saw the female guard and Female Pope place their hands near the computer, using Holy Light to check Xue Dili’s body.

Everything seemed so chaotic...

Yet, Faust smiled while observing this scene, very pleased, as if he truly lived in this illusion realm, his feather pen beginning to sketch out the scene.

Xue Dili fighting with the old man, while the Female Pope pulls siding, the two daughters forming a band in the background, and the sound of frying from the kitchen, comprised the warmest part of this world he had seen.

Faust quietly sketched this scene, writing a word upon completing it.

A word named "home."

This word had been lost for hundreds of years in his world.

Since his student’s rise to power, aside from the nobles, people below no longer had homes...

...

"Ouch, you nearly kicked my soul to pieces..." The old Undead now sported panda eyes while waiting for his granddaughter Alola to heal him with Holy Light, "You’re disgracefully unruly."

"Why did you grab me like a lunatic? I’m not going to run away, am I?" While Xue Dili remained largely unhurt, though his Body Techniques and Swordsmanship were taught by the old Undead, the world’s martial arts, only speed remains undefeated.

The computer, relying on its strength and agility dominance, delivered several punches to Old Barak, leaving him questioning life.