Dotore from Genshin Impact is my teacher

"Reading can help you understand a lot in this fast-paced era. Good books can correct your shattered worldview."

One purpose is fame and fortune; the other is to help you see yourself clearly. As Teacher Luo said, "Refusing to read is foolish, but reading makes you arrogant and disdainful of others is an even greater foolishness."

"Purposeful reading is for exams or to accept success-oriented views. Non-purposeful reading allows us to accept our failures, recognize our insignificance, and determine whether we can continue to move forward when faced with setbacks and low spirits."

"Reading literature, history, and philosophy is about cultivating a worldview. Reading is not for showing off. We should read books that challenge us. We should read widely without seeking complete understanding. All books will become our nourishment. A good book is like a sharp axe, splitting open your cold, arrogant, narcissistic, and self-pitying heart."

The above is just filler to reach the word count.

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Dotore, I'll get my revenge when I get stronger!

"Are you done scolding?"

Okay, I'm done cursing.

Hearing the "scholar" speak to him, Chen Xi was like a startled rabbit, stammering: Holy crap, you...you can hear me?!

"Hmm, keep going? You've got some nerve, want to say a few more insults?" His words carried a hint of threat.

Chen Xi instantly transformed into a polite and well-behaved child in front of teachers and parents: "Brother Scholar, I didn't mean it, do you believe me?"

"Do not believe."

Wait a minute, how can you hear me?

"I also want to know how I can hear you."

How do I get back?

"Is there anything you're particularly afraid of?"

It seems like... for example, the moment the school bell suddenly rings, the teacher happens to be in front of me, and I happen to have not touched my homework at all, and the teacher still wants to check it... just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

Although he knew we wouldn't do our homework and wouldn't punish us, he was still nervous.

"...Anything else?" Are there no others? Like me...

I've forgotten... There are many things I can't remember. Maybe it's because I've been staying up late and my memory has deteriorated.

"Can you move your body now?"

He couldn't move at all; only his consciousness remained.

The "scholar" poked Chen Xi's face with his finger and asked, "Can you feel it?"

No, I'm in a state like the soul of a dead person; I can't feel anything.

"Try sending a strong signal to your brain to wake yourself up."

Oh.

Wake up! Get up—I mean, rise up!

rise--

rise--

……

Useless.

"Try it again. Imagine you are in danger, and the enemy's swords are coming at you. You must try to dodge them or you will die."

Chen Xi's mind went blank, just like when she was taking an exam and the question asked her about a topic she had memorized, but she just couldn't recall the content: she couldn't remember it.

"...How about this?" The gleaming scalpel was aimed directly at Chen Xi's heart and slowly fell. Chen Xi regained consciousness and stood up instantly, gripping the blade of the scalpel with her right hand, blood dripping down her arm.

"This method is too dangerous." Chen Xi's hand holding the scalpel trembled slightly. Luckily, she regained consciousness in time, otherwise she would have died... No, it seems she can't die.

The "scholar" scoffed: "But it works, doesn't it? You can move now."

"Do you have any bandages? My hand..." My right hand is useless again, that's great.

"Does it hurt?" He put the scalpel away, rinsed the wound with water, sprinkled white powdery medicine on the wound, which stimulated the wound and caused an itchy sensation, and then wrapped it with bandages.

"Nonsense, try getting scratched by this thing!" Chen Xi was habitually sarcastic and couldn't shut up at all; these words just came out of his mouth.

“I tried.”

"..." Well, you're really honest.

"Shouldn't we go to the meeting?" Chen Xi reminded him that they still had a meeting to attend.

“It’s only 8:00 AM, you can go back to sleep.” He glanced at the clock above the lab.

“I wish you could at least pull this thing off me,” Chen Xi said, pointing to the tubes on his body.

"Well, bear with it."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" The pain of the tube being separated from flesh and blood shot into my brain. The purple unidentified liquid inside the tube was still flowing, making the lab table covered in the purple unidentified liquid.

……

"Phew—have you pulled them all out?"

"I've pulled it all out, but your wound..." It must hurt a lot, right? I've had this thing inserted into me by my own body before. Strange, I can feel sorry for myself? Human emotions are truly fascinating.

"It'll be over in a moment. I'm an immortal, so my wounds heal very quickly."

"Hmm, want to sleep for a while? I can hold you."

"Okay, hold me!" Chen Xi said without any hesitation, snuggling against him.

“He’s getting bolder and bolder.” He was led to the bed in the office by the “scholar”. His waist was so slender that the “scholar” could wrap his arm around it with one hand.

"Of course, my scholar brother is very good to me." Isn't it because you spoil me?

"Silly child..." I'm just using you. Once you're no longer of any use to me, I'll discard you without hesitation.

"Will my scholar brother always be good to me?" I wish all of this were true.

"...Yes." Probably, as long as you have some use to you.

"Does the scholar brother like me?" I like you.

"I like you..." Of course I like you. You're the easiest kid to fool, and then you get taken advantage of. Luckily, that person is me.

"Would it be nice if my brother stayed with me every day?" I'm afraid this is all a dream. I'm the master of my dreams, but I can't even distinguish between dreams and reality. Isn't that ridiculous? (Those good at Chinese reading comprehension can interpret this; it has two layers of meaning.)

"Okay..." I will always be with you, my experimental subject.

The boy was gradually lured by the demon, immersing himself in the trap the demon had dug. Although the boy knew the demon was deceiving him, he was willing to immerse himself in the demon's gentle embrace, a gentleness the boy had never experienced before.

The boy was very fond of the demon, treating him as a trustworthy family member. The demon, on the other hand, saw the boy as a tool to be used and constantly deceived him. The demon believed that once the boy was no longer of any use, he would abandon him without hesitation.

The boy was innocent, simple, and kind.

Demonic treachery, evil deception

The boy was too pure, and the devil wanted to dye him black like himself. However, the boy had been taught benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness since childhood. He would not harm others without cause. If others were unkind to me, I could not be unjust to them.

The demon thought that a foolish child like the boy was the easiest to control. He would control him mentally, subvert his values, destroy his faith, tell him that the world is cruel and that what the boy believed in meant nothing in this world, and then tell the boy that he could only rely on himself, thereby controlling him and making him his own.

The demon tried this method three times: once by having a puppet abandoned by the gods join him, once by having someone not watched by the gods join him, and once by having the boy belong entirely to him.

The demon had developed a possessive desire for the boy at some point; he liked the boy, and the boy liked him too.

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To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

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