Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 404 - 73

Chapter 404: Chapter 73

Li Lan hoped to form her own emotional anchor by having a normal son, unfortunately, her son inherited the same illness as hers.

She was desperate.

But Li Zhiyuan didn’t think he had done anything wrong.

No matter how powerful the church, it couldn’t sell redemption vouchers to those not yet born.

When the boy in his heart changed the name "Mom" to "Li Lan," it meant he had severed that relationship.

You keep struggling in pain; I’m tired of watching.

Rather than internalizing the pain, better to externalize it onto others.

Li Zhiyuan put down his cup, planning to leave.

"Snap!"

Like the pull cord of the Grandmaster’s House lamp suddenly being yanked, Li Lan went dark completely.

She became very cold and indifferent, and something in the depths of her eyes seemed to be rapidly peeling away.

She raised her head again to look at the boy standing in front of her.

The moment their eyes met, Li Zhiyuan felt his heart beating violently, in pain and agony, as if it would jump out of his throat at any moment.

In his mind, the scene of himself looking in the mirror quickly emerged.

It was her, and also him.

He recognized this "person" in front of him, because he also housed one inside his body, and after that transference ceremony, he seemed to have appeared, changing the name "Wei Zhengdao" to "False Righteous."

Actually, Li Lan had already lost long ago.

Whoever speaks first loses.

The call to Aunt Zhang’s shop six months ago was Li Lan’s ultimate hysteria.

She went from a normal person who might occasionally suffer from disease to a patient who might occasionally be normal.

This was her most feared destiny, and likely, her own destiny.

"Strangeness and stimulation easily raise the threshold, and once you can’t be satisfied anymore, you will choose to become like her."

This was still Li Lan’s voice, slightly gentler now, but felt like assessing a faulty machine.

She even considered herself as a machine.

Li Zhiyuan clenched his teeth, hands bracing against the desktop, his expression shifting continuously, body starting to tremble.

"You must have chosen an anchor as well.

She is reliance,

what are you?

Support, symbiosis?"

Li Lan brought her face close to Li Zhiyuan’s, staring intently at the boy’s face: "You should, can last longer than her."

Li Zhiyuan said nothing, his fingernails had already scratched away the red paint of the desktop.

Li Lan reached out her hand, gently caressing the boy’s head:

"Keep playing, when you’re tired of playing, and can’t play anymore, my real son will come to find me."

Li Zhiyuan pushed the table forcefully with both hands, staggered back several steps, leaning against the cabinet to prevent falling.

He stared in horror at the woman in front of him.

Li Lan no longer looked at the boy, instead she stood up, walked to the sink, and began washing her hands meticulously:

"You two really are mother and son, just like her before, always wanting to keep some dirt on the body, isn’t it better to be clean? Being human, how dirty."

After washing her hands, she neatly organized the documents and papers on the table and put them into her briefcase.

Then, she left.

Two consecutive "clicks," the sound of opening and closing the door.

Li Zhiyuan leaned against the cabinet, slowly sitting down on the ground, hands holding his head.

Just then, Li Lan had shown him what it looked like when the disease completely erupted.

A strong suffocation hit him, making him feel as if he was thrown into a sealed glass bottle, no matter how much he pounded it was utterly silent.

He felt he was going mad, the oppression almost crushing him.

The boy’s gaze fell on the kettle on the dining table, he stood up, walked to the table, grabbed the kettle with his left hand while tilting the spout down and preparing to catch with his right hand open underneath.

Inside, was freshly boiled water.

The spout continued to tilt, hot water with steam falling down.

"Drip drip drip..."

The boiling water fell to the floor.

The boy quickly withdrew his hand.

"I can’t do this, Alii would be angry."

"Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..."

For a moment, in the nearly suffocating space, some fresh air seeped in, and the boy breathed greedily.

He left the house, closing the door.

"Click!"

Li Zhiyuan raised his hands, touching his own face, the sound of the door just now, like a stapler, nailing the human skin back onto his face.

Then, the boy opened the door and closed it repeatedly.

"Click! Click! Click!"

Yes, nail it a few more times.

Seeing Li Zhiyuan out, Wu Xinhao and Mr. Yan bid farewell to the old professors, exchanging contacts, possibly inviting them for lectures at school in the future.

Next, it was time for Peking duck.

Originally they only ordered one set of duck and two dishes, which should have been enough.

But Li Zhiyuan, recalling what Li Lan said about "being human, truly dirty," couldn’t help but stuff his mouth with duck-wrapped pancakes.

This made Wu Xinhao order half more duck.

The next morning, Wu Xinhao and Mr. Yan got up early, thinking of not disturbing Xiao Yuan and letting the boy sleep more, but as soon as they opened the door, Xiao Yuan opposite also opened his.

Then, Li Zhiyuan was taken by them for breakfast with stew and bought some specialties.

Arriving at the airport, boarding the plane, Wu Xinhao and Mr. Yan both fell asleep.

Li Zhiyuan, however, looked through the porthole at the blue sky and the thick white clouds below.

He had not slept all night.

When the plane landed, there was a school vehicle to pick them up, and before dark, Li Zhiyuan returned to Grandmaster’s house.

There was a festive event in the village west, Grandmaster took Run Sheng and Yin Meng to the banquet, and Wen Bin went home.