The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Chapter 231 Evolved?

"Evolution?" Lucius murmured.

It's clearly already a corpse, how can it evolve?

“Hehehe, the dead can also evolve, as long as there is material, that is, a story.”

"Stories? Do you mean the false memories you created?" asked Ciel.

"It's a pity that I guessed wrong." Undertaker made a cross on his chest with his hand: "If you want the corpse to have its own consciousness, such a random thing won't do."

"What drives him to live now is..."

What is it?

Lucius couldn't help swallowing.

“Wishes for the future.”

desire?

Could a wish, something so empty and false, actually have such great power?

There was a hint of confusion in Charles' eyes.

“Before death, humans look back on their lives and at the same time long for the future they should have had.”

“Although they are basically just fragments, these fragments are the stories.”

“What if we extract these fragments? What if there are countless such stories? What if we string these stories together to make something longer than a revolving lantern?”

Undertaker chuckled: "With a little processing, it will become a memory of the future that cannot be compared with the false memory I created."

"If we connect this thing to a revolving lantern, wouldn't it be possible to create a living corpse that looks very similar to a human being?"

"Well, the success rate is very low." Undertaker spread his hands, "After all, it is not only affected by the number and quality of stories, but also the production process is very troublesome."

"It's a level that even a junior would find tedious, and because the production efficiency is so low, this method has been put aside."

"Wait a minute, you said before that you had never seen him..." Ciel pointed at Regulus not far away and asked, "Then what's going on with him? Why did you do such a thing?"

"Hehe, this child is a very special existence. He can achieve this level just by relying on his obsession in his lifetime. The quality of his story must be unique..."

"If I give it to him to take care of, he will become my best masterpiece!"

"How is it, little wizard?" Undertaker lifted his bangs and looked at Lucius with his yellow-green eyes. "If it's him, I can guarantee that the final product won't let others see anything wrong."

Even though Lucius was a Malfoy who put profit above all else, he could not accept this kind of behavior of playing with the dead.

Regulus Black was a nobleman, and when he died he was the heir to the Black family. The body of an heir to a noble family should not be desecrated in this way!

Now that he is dead, his body should be returned to the Black family cemetery, where he should fall into eternal sleep like his ancestors before him, instead of being treated as a toy that can be manipulated at will by the god of death!

How could he, how could he say such a thing with such nonchalance?

Malfoy, who always maintained his status, felt a chill in his heart. He once again realized that even though the Grim Reaper before him had the same appearance as a human, and even though his daily actions were similar to those of a human, his inner self was still different after all...

Lucius felt a mixture of emotions in his chest, and if possible he even wanted to take out his wand to duel with the god of death.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he did not completely lose his mind. He just looked at Undertaker deeply, then rejected him with a sullen face.

"What a pity," Undertaker poked Regulus' face with a finger, "I haven't seen such outstanding material for a long time."

The carving on the snake staff embedded in the palm of his hand, and the slight pain stimulated Lucius's tense nerves, reminding him to suppress his emotions that were about to collapse.

"Undertaker, answer me, why do you do this?" Charles looked at Undertaker seriously, determined to get an answer.

why?

Why would a grim reaper want to subvert death?

What will be his ultimate goal?

In his previous life, Ciel had actually thought that the experiment conducted by Undertaker might be related to the tragedy that happened in their Phantomhive family that year...

Because undertaker's attitude towards him was really too weird.

It seems like he is observing and also like he is missing something.

Even though the two sides had been hostile to each other many times, Undertaker had never hurt him in the slightest.

In every tit-for-tat confrontation, Undertaker only targeted Sebastian.

Ciel even felt as if he was trying to protect himself from the devil...

But now Charles was a little unsure.

The difference between the two worlds is so great that his parents and brother are still alive and well in the world, but Undertaker still started his experiments and created the Walking Dead.

It's just that the "experiment" started a lot earlier...

What does he want to do?

This question has troubled Charles for a long time. He wants to know...

"Why?" Undertaker put the black hat back on his head. "I just want to see the sequel after the predetermined ending."

"The... sequel to the ending?"

"Young Master, haven't you ever thought about this? Who knows, there might be a more exciting ending waiting for you after the ending song."

"Human life is too fragile. If we are not careful, we will perish. Wouldn't it be better to live forever in another way?"

Undertaker raised his arms and said in a bewitching tone: "Wouldn't it be great if you could no longer feel pain, fear, or worry about the coming of death?"

“If humans no longer had to worry about the threat of death, the world would definitely become very interesting!”

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?" Ciel glanced sideways at Regulus. "If I have to become like him, I would rather choose death."

So, the purpose of the Undertaker is to prolong human life...?

"Hehehe, young master's choice is different from that of many humans~" Undertaker propped up his chin with one hand. "Is it because of the butler?"

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