Chapter 825: Reminder

"If that or those 'Mirror People' sneaked into Morora, what would they do?" Lu Mian pondered for a while, put the book back into the "Traveler's Bag," walked down the stairs step by step, and walked to the hall.

It was dinner time, the bar was very lively, and Zhu Li was carrying a tray, walking through different small round tables like a butterfly, placing glasses of alcoholic drinks and meals in front of the corresponding customers.

Those customers were very well-behaved, no one took the opportunity to pat Zhu Li's butt or rub her chest.

This was not because they had morals and were civilized. Which of those who could enter Morora wasn't a heinous criminal with hands stained with blood? The reason they became honest was because someone had made a wrong demonstration not long ago:

Zhu Li's emotions had been unstable for the past two days, often in a trance, no longer able to lightly avoid the hands and arms that wanted to take advantage in laughter as before. In the evening, she was found an opportunity to be severely pinched on the butt.

Zhu Li's suppressed ferocity and mania exploded instantly.

If it weren't for Lu Mian's timely intervention, reminding her that this didn't count as a legal duel, that drunkard would have been sent to the back kitchen in the posture of missing key parts.

In the end, under the premise that the drunkard insisted on not accepting Zhu Li's duel invitation, after repeated "negotiations" by everyone, he "voluntarily" chopped off that palm to express his apology, otherwise he might not be able to control his own emotions, actively attack the bar owner who spoke badly and was hateful, forcing the other party to defend herself legitimately.

Lu Mian glanced at Zhu Li, who had no smile on her face, and paced to the kitchen, seeing that Lies's busyness finally came to an end, and he was enjoying his dinner there.

He picked up a finger cooked to caramel color and chewed it in his mouth with a "crunch."

Lu Mian sighed silently:

"I'm going out, keep an eye on Zhu Li."

"No problem," Lies pointed to the incomplete palm on the plate, "Boss, would you like to taste it? I found a new cooking method, first deep-fry, then put it into the prepared juice, and steam for twenty minutes."

"No need." Lu Mian turned his body, left the "Carnivore" bar, and walked to the Church of Knowledge in the pitch-black environment without street lighting.

He found a corner where he could see the cemetery and the entrance of the underground mausoleum through the window, and pulled over a wooden back chair.

Patting the back of the chair, Lu Mian sighed with emotion:

"The Church of Knowledge is becoming more and more considerate..."

There were no chairs placed next to the brass bookshelf before.

"Pity, there is no place to rest my feet," Lu Mian sat down and cast his gaze toward the cemetery outside the stained glass, using the moonlight of the crimson moon at high altitude to examine the situation near the entrance of the underground mausoleum.

According to the knowledge he mastered, Celeste, who had been rotating in the underground mausoleum for two days, would return to the surface at nine o'clock tonight.

What Lu Mian had to do was to make others believe that he was here to read and study in the Church of Knowledge on the surface, but actually to observe the situation of the underground mausoleum and the activity patterns of the experimental personnel.

And his real purpose was only one:

That was to use observing the situation of the underground mausoleum and the activity patterns of the experimental personnel to cover up his love for learning.

With this reason, he didn't have to waste time wandering around the "Carnivore" bar, drinking and bragging, which allowed him to finish reading the remaining books ahead of schedule.

Between the dense and bright candlelight of the Church of Knowledge, Lu Mian would read for a while and then force himself to lift his head, observing the entrance of the underground mausoleum for two or three minutes.

After repeating this behavior several times, he suddenly thought of his sister.

At that time, Aurora always urged him to study, but every once in a while, she would drag him away from the desk, forcing him to look at the trees outside the window and the high mountain pastures not far away.

Now, he could only rely on his own consciousness.

As time passed minute by minute, the church bell rang "dang, dang, dang."

A team of law enforcers in black robes left the Church of Knowledge numbly, turned into the cemetery, and arrived at the entrance of the underground mausoleum.

Not long after, that team of law enforcers walked out of the entrance area of the gray-white stone steps leading to the underground mausoleum in an orderly manner, not fast but very orderly.

Lu Mian, relying on the vision of a "Hunter" and the crimson moonlight, saw that the leader was Celeste, who was wearing a black hood and covering her eyes.

This "Witch" walked out of the entrance area slowly without expression and lack of emotional fluctuations, and took off the black cloth covering her eyes.

The team behind her was very long, and everyone was carrying a horse lamp.

Just then, Lu Mian was in a trance, feeling as if the deep darkness at the entrance of the mausoleum had suddenly come alive.

That darkness instantly swallowed the last experimental personnel walking at the end.

Lu Mian blinked, finding that the darkness did not show abnormalities such as squirming, and the activation abnormality he saw just now seemed to be just a hallucination.

He frowned slightly and recounted the team of experimental personnel led by Celeste.

Soon, Lu Mian reached a conclusion:

"One person is missing... and one horse lamp is missing..."

Lu Mian kept watching Celeste and the others until they returned to the Church of Knowledge.

Just before reaching the stairs, Celeste turned her head naturally and glanced in Lu Mian's direction.

Lu Mian put his right leg on his left knee, leaned back against the chair, and accepted the other party's scrutiny calmly.

He felt that Celeste should have discovered his gaze.

This showed that she likely still maintained a certain self.

"Hu, no need to worry about Zhu Li self-destructing for now..." Lu Mian breathed a sigh of relief quietly and watched Celeste and the team of law enforcers disappear into the stairs.

He had been worried for two days that something happening to Celeste would cause Zhu Li to lose control and start acting without being fully prepared.

That would affect his reading and studying!

After watching for a while, Lu Mian found that Morora Archbishop Heraberg was passing by the brass bookshelves in a patrol posture.

He pondered for a few seconds, and when the other party walked nearby, he suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Your Excellency Archbishop, I have a question to ask you."

Heraberg, wearing a plain white robe with yellow brass silk threads, showed a kind and appreciative smile:

"Ask."

Lu Mian held the book in his hand and asked sincerely:

"The taboos in the underground mausoleum seem to be aimed at the living. If it were a dead person or an undead creature entering, what would happen?"

Heraberg looked at Lu Mian deeply and answered with a smile:

"The dead should sleep forever, don't you think?"

Meaning, once an undead creature enters the underground mausoleum, it will fall into a permanent sleep? Sure enough, "0-01" has characteristics involving death and darkness... In that way, I can't use the golden mask of the Aigris family to drill loopholes... Lu Mian sighed with regret:

"I think so too."

Heraberg, with gray hair and beard, said in a teacher-like tone:

"While studying, you must also pay attention to physical health and mental fullness. You cannot stay up late to read, just maintain the previous progress."

This... is this to prevent my state from getting worse and being overwhelmed by the pollution brought by the book knowledge? Need to control the speed of being polluted? Lu Mian stood up thoughtfully and responded:

"Yes, Your Excellency Archbishop."

He immediately stuffed the book in his hand back into the "Traveler's Bag" and walked out of the Church of Knowledge under Heraberg's satisfied gaze.

When passing through the large square outside, Lu Mian saw Zhu Li walking out of the side door of the church with light steps, the whole person revealing a kind of relaxed emotion.

Came to confirm the situation at the first time... Lu Mian watched Zhu Li turn into another alley and returned to the "Carnivore" bar by herself.

Just before reaching the destination, he heard a shrill and painful scream full of pain and a bit of joy from not too far away.

"Zhu Li started again? Today her mood is neither bad nor good...

"And, noon is when the bar is relatively busy... Did someone harass her?" Lu Mian shook his head, feeling that Zhu Li, this employee, was too unprofessional.

Not long after, he returned to the "Carnivore" bar, seeing that the front of the bar and the interior of the hall were empty, the tables and chairs were almost all overturned, the cups were broken in different places, and the wine was spilled on the ground, part of which had condensed into ice.

"It looks like Zhu Li suddenly went crazy, attacked all the drinkers, and drove them all away...

"What happened again?" Lu Mian was highly vigilant instantly.

As the boss of the "Carnivore" bar, he noticed obvious abnormalities while feeling sorry for the wasted wine.

He remembered that when he went out in the morning, Zhu Li had no problems, and even actively helped Lies prepare the ingredients to be used today.

Lu Mian sniffed and smelled a faint bloody smell and a little smell similar to chestnut flowers.

For the vast majority of men, the latter smell was familiar enough.

"Not right, according to my observations, Zhu Li will complete the harvest before the target completely explodes, not giving him a chance to reach the peak of joy, this time she actually left a relatively obvious smell... She actually let the original owner of the collection enjoy it?" Lu Mian frowned, followed the bloody smell, went up to the second floor, and pushed open Zhu Li's door.

On Zhu Li's bed, Lies lay there naked, his eyes wide open, his mouth half-bulging, and between his legs was a mess of flesh and blood.

He was dead.

"Zhu Li took action against Lies?" Lu Mian looked at Lies's eyes, seeing the extreme joy, relaxation, and obvious pain solidified in them, while there were no traces of Beyonder battles in the whole room, only the blood splashes and the sources of the chestnut flower smell telling the story that had been staged before.

This made Lu Mian suspect that Lies was willing to go to bed with Zhu Li.

And this meat chef had long known what Zhu Li would do.

Similarly, Zhu Li's performance was different from usual, seemingly letting Lies complete the explosion.

"Lies tried to get relief? Or, failed to take action first?" Lu Mian couldn't accept this, but felt it was too sudden.

Lu Mian cast his gaze toward the non-spiritual blood stains remaining on Lies's mouth.

After looking for a few seconds, he suddenly thought of a sentence Zhu Li once said to Lies:

"I decided to seduce you one last time."

Last time... Lu Mian's eyes shrank sharply:

In Zhu Li's view, it's the last moment now?

She is about to launch the final action?

Where did she go now?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 826 =====

The her in the mirror suddenly swayed gently, undergoing a change.

(End of chapter)