[No CP] Monster Race Growth Daily

Lu Ren has been sitting at the dining table since Bu Shengyao returned to his room, thinking about many things.

It's not that he regrets what he did, he's just thinking about how angry Bu Shengyao was.

If he was given another chance to start over, would he still take advantage of this young man who trusted him?

Although he was extremely unforgiving, the child really regarded himself as someone he could rely on.

However, no matter how many times I asked myself, the final result was still—yes.

This is the most efficient way.

Lu Ren once again realized what a terrible guy he is.

I thought the atmosphere at home would be stiff for a long time, but when it was getting dark, the lights in the dining room were turned on.

Along with the lights came a drawn out voice: "Uncle—are you going to have dinner directly?"

Lu Ren narrowed his eyes to adapt to the light, and turned to look at Bu Shengyao.

Bu Shengyao couldn't see anything on the surface, but his face was a little pale.When he saw Lu Ren looking over, he turned his head away: "Forget it this time, after all, nothing really happened to me... If there is another time, even if I have such a good temper, I won't talk to you again. You Just wait for me to say goodbye to you unceremoniously."

Lu Ren was a little surprised, he really didn't see that Bu Shengyao had this attribute.

After Bu Shengyao noticed it, he became a little annoyed: "Hey, I forgive you for being so surprised? I wanted you to tell me your purpose as a price, but now you can tell me clearly, the reasons and consequences of what you did, to save you I was used as a gun by you so that I didn't even know it!"

Lu Ren understood that he was scared by himself.After all, the initial trust is gone.

Up to now, there is actually nothing to hide. He sorted out his thoughts and told the cause and effect slowly.

"My name is Lu Ren. I told you the first day we met. But I have a more well-known name, that is Gracis Celta Duke."

Bu Shengyao showed such an expression as expected: "You really have a very unusual connection with that Dean."

Lu Ren smiled: "This is exactly what I want to say, the dean you know is the original me."

Bu Shengyao took a few beats to react: "The handwriting in that wisdom corridor..."

Lu Ren: "That's what I left behind. Looking at it now, I was really arrogant back then."

Bu Shengyao: "...you are not much better now."

Lu Ren looked at Bu Shengyao with a look of disbelief, thinking about how to explain it with a headache: "Actually, there is nothing to talk about. It was a very ordinary morning. The new medicine I developed all night just took shape. When I was about to attend the new student's orientation ceremony, my attendant said to me..."

"Your Excellency, your physical condition does not seem to be very good. Please take a rest before going to the Nettle Court Auditorium." The attendant's worried green eyes immediately made the master alchemist choke in his throat when he wanted to refuse.

After staring at each other for a while, he looked coldly...obeyed.

When he turned back to the bedroom, his heart was full of contempt for his face-controlling self.

To be reasonable, such a beautiful girl should go to a more promising job, isn't it a bit of a waste of talent to be a servant!

The point is that if you succumb to the beauty every time, you will not be able to catch up with the progress if you have a lot of experiments!

Your Excellency the dean has completely forgotten that one of the job requirements I mentioned when I was recruiting attendants was to be good-looking...

Celta Duke, who looks like a flower of Gaoling and complains in his heart, still keeps his precarious face today. He is still the glorious and indifferent alchemist of the witch clan.

For some reason, Celta Duke felt extremely tired today. He didn't feel it when he was standing up just now, but now that he was lying down, a steady stream of drowsiness overwhelmed him at an extremely fast speed.

He fell asleep obediently and peacefully without any resistance for a few seconds.

This peace of mind comes from Celta Duke's absolute trust in his alchemy, and the warning items from his hands are hidden in this room.As long as there is any change, he will definitely be awakened immediately.

But obviously, today these things are all invalid.

The beautiful maid quietly opened the door and walked in, staring at the Sleeping Beauty on the bed without blinking. After looking up and down countless times, she showed a satisfied expression.

"It's so beautiful..." she murmured, stretching out her hand to touch the person who was out of reach but within reach.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she stopped, and within a few seconds, the attendant fell down limply.

A faint smoke escaped from her body, and finally condensed more and more thickly into the figure of a young man: "What a perfect body, what a perfect identity..."

He greedily crouched on Celta Duke's body, vainly embracing the unconscious man: "From today on, these are all mine..."

This person's body is not considered a physical body, and coupled with the influence of drugs, such messing around didn't wake up Celta Duke, and he still slept very soundly.

By the time he realized something was wrong and was struggling to wake up, it was too late.

The burning clouds outside the window proved that he had slept through the day, and it was dusk now.

Celta Duke saw himself smoothing out the folds of his collar little by little in front of the full-length mirror. Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, and smiled towards the mirror.

This is an expression that the usual Celta Duke would never show.It's not that he can't smile or anything, but the way that smile feels.

It was like a brightly colored flower exuding a rotten smell, absorbing nutrients under the fertile soil full of minced meat, slowly blooming.

Celta Duke feels a little bad all over.

But at this moment, this "self" spoke up: "Dear Celta Duke, how do you feel now?"

Celta Duke: "..."

"What a cold and ruthless person. Anyway, I am always paying attention to when you wake up-ha, look at my memory, Your Excellency is no longer Celta Duke, because I am."

Celta Duke: "... who are you?"

The man shrugged his shoulders, and his tone was strangely cheerful: "I am Celta Duke, but you, a foreign soul, don't plan to give yourself a proper name first?"

Celta Duke understood his situation, and when he spoke again, his tone was cold: "Foreign soul? I think it's you."

The unknown soul was obviously very happy that Celta Duke understood his situation: "Ah, it doesn't matter, because you are going to die soon!"

As the sky gradually darkened, a figure was vaguely reflected in the mirror, but in the empty room, there was a conversation between two voices with high and low tones, which was extremely strange.

Celta Duke lost his body without any suspense when he had an absolute disadvantage.

After one night, he took a last look at the residence, lowered his hat and disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

Bu Shengyao couldn't believe it when he heard this: "How could you simply give your body to someone else and use the alchemy puppet yourself instead?"

The veins on Lu Ren's forehead twitched: "Don't say such ambiguous words."

Bu Shengyao: "...the point is not this!"

Lu Ren resumed his casual attitude: "What's wrong with this, changing my body can also liberate my nature. I have been suppressed in the identity of an alchemist and a witch tomorrow, so I can only become serious, which is very uncomfortable."

Bu Shengyao stared at him with indescribable eyes: "It seems that I am very good-looking, right? Or did you despise me even more after you succeeded in deceiving me before?"

Lu Ren was helpless: "Why do you have to have a detailed version, isn't that good..."

He finally revealed the real reason: "Although the previous one wasn't a lie to you, it was part of the reason, but if you insist on the truth..."

"That child, he is a failure that I cultivated with my own hands. Only by letting him live in my exorcism shell can I find what I lost."

Bu Shengyao saw Lu Ren who was getting serious, and had a premonition that it was something very important: "What is that?"

Lu Ren laughed: "I lost my 'emotion'."

"It's like another side of me, condensing something that I can't feel at all. When it wants to take my shell, I'm ecstatic."

The author has something to say:

Did A Yao forgive Uncle Lu Ren?How is it possible, he is the most careful

Also, the uncle is actually a complete pervert (Tan Shou)