Karen remembered that she opened her eyes after completing the symbiosis contract last night. She remembered that she personally picked up Pu'er and placed it on the bed and covered it with a quilt. She also remembered that she told Alfred and Kevin about her symbiosis contract.

The ceremony was a success, but now I don't want to be disturbed and need to take a moment.

Alfred took Kevin back to his room to rest;

Then... did you go into the bathroom and take a bath?

Moreover, you fell asleep while soaking?

Karen moved a little dazedly, causing a slight sound of water.

Yes, my last memory of last night was sitting in the bathtub, wanting to collect my thoughts while taking a bath, but who knew I fell asleep.

His intuition told him that he must have slept for a long time. Moreover, when he examined himself, he found that there were a few more strands of power in his body... No, it wasn't that there were a few more strands.

If you compare power to a cornerstone, the original spiritual reservoir in your body has become much richer in color.

This is a very strange feeling, as if I suddenly have the perception of several powers, they are so strange yet so familiar.

The corresponding long sleep may be to refill the newly renovated pool with water. Karen has already had experience with this, because he often practiced to the point of overdraft when practicing spells in the past.

At this time, Karen discovered that the water in the bathtub he was in was actually still warm, not a slightly cool temperature, but the kind of heat that was very suitable for taking a bath.

After picking up some water and putting it in front of his eyes, Karen felt a bright breath in the water.

So, when I sleep, does my body still produce the power of light to help me maintain the water temperature?

"Oh……"

Karen smiled and shook his head. It was good. He no longer had to worry about falling asleep while taking a bath and catching a cold.

He got up from the bathtub, picked up a towel and dried himself, and Karen put on her clothes.

When he was washing, he looked in the mirror and found that he seemed to be a little different. It was not a change in appearance. Of course, there seemed to be nothing he could improve on in his appearance;

The change has been in his temperament. Although he still looks very young, there is a sense of calmness about him. If he were to describe it in a way that Karen is more familiar with, it would probably be... elegant.

If you put on a divine robe and go to church, even if you look very young, believers will think that you are a newly transferred priest.

This should be the change that the power of light has brought to him. Karen is quite satisfied with this. He has always been a little unaccustomed to his "youth". If it can make him feel more calm, he will be happy.

Walking into the bedroom, Karen found that there was no Pu'er figure on the bed. He didn't rush out, let alone ring the bed bell. Instead, he walked into the study and glanced at the wall clock on the wall of the study. It was five o'clock in the afternoon.

I slept almost the whole day, and I looked at the calendar carefully. Fortunately, I didn't wear the condom for the whole day, I just slept for the whole day.

There is a hot water bottle next to the desk. As usual, Xili will come to refill it every morning, noon and evening.

Karen picked up the hot water bottle and opened the lid of the teacup. There were tea leaves placed inside. After brewing the tea, Karen sat down behind the desk.

While waiting for the tea to cool down, Karen spread out the palm of his right hand, his mind moved slightly, and a ball of fire appeared in the palm, changing various shapes according to his own wishes.

Then, as Karen's right eye condensed slightly, the appearance of the fire was dyed white, instantly giving off a sacred feeling of "holy fire".

At this time,

An old man's figure appeared in front of Karen's desk.

"You're actually still here?" Karen was a little surprised.

"You have moved?" The old man was also a little surprised. After looking around, he smiled and said, "You brought all my books, so naturally I followed you.

After all, the spiritual imprint is carried in the book, not the house."

Immediately, the old man looked at the holy fire in Karen's palm and said in disbelief: "You... have you converted to the light?"

"It doesn't count." Karen shook his head.

"I know you have the power of light in your body, but this is the first time I see the breath of light faith in you. Have you turned to the embrace of the God of Light?"

"Have you ever thought that the so-called aura of faith in the God of Light is just because some of our own auras are shared by the God of Light. We have always regarded what we have as a gift from God.

And you’re extremely grateful for it?”

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "You are blaspheming God again."

I don't know when it started, but the old man actually felt like he was used to it.

Karen opened the drawer and found several packs of cigarettes inside. He no longer smoked, but he was still used to carrying a pack of cigarettes and a lighter with him. At the same time, Alfred would prepare these at the place where he usually was.

Picking up a pack of cigarettes and throwing it on the desk, Karen asked: "Do you smoke?"

"Smoking, unfortunately, I can't smoke it now, but the colony where I went is rich in tobacco leaves, and I should be able to enjoy it now."

"Can smoking make you feel happy?"

"Happy? I can't describe this feeling. For old smokers, tobacco can hardly be called a kind of happiness."

"Yes." Karen nodded, "If you don't smoke, you would have 10 points of happiness. If you smoke, the nicotine in the cigarette will steal 5 points of your happiness, leaving you with only 10 points of happiness left.

An ordinary level of 5 points, you smoke in order to seek an increase in happiness, and then nicotine lends you 3 points of happiness, allowing you to reach 8 points of happiness in a short period of time. After a short period of time, you become

I got 5 points back, and then I had to go find it again to borrow it.

You won't blame him for stealing 5 points of your happiness, but you will be grateful to him for giving you the 'extra' 3 points of happiness. He has obviously stolen something that belongs to you, but you still want to treat him

Thank you."

The old man was silent. Of course he heard what Karen was insinuating.

Karen picked up the cigarette box and turned it over;

"We will find all kinds of reasons to comfort ourselves that we need him, and we will make up all kinds of stories to convince ourselves that we can't live without him, taking it for granted that he should be a part of our lives.

But no matter how many reasons, no matter how many excuses, no matter how many stories and all kinds of so-called seemingly reasonable preaching, they are all false.

If you don't smoke it for half a day, you will feel uncomfortable. If you don't smoke it for a day, you will feel pain. After you leave it for three days, you will have a splitting headache and want to slap yourself.

Only at this time can you clearly realize...you are just a poor slave crawling at his feet."

"How should I put it? I am used to hearing these words from you, but my heart is still firm." The old man smiled, "Maybe, in the eyes of God, you are just a naughty little lamb. God, will

Forgive you."

A smile appeared on Karen's lips. He knew that when a person no longer chooses to discuss the topic theoretically but uses this method to cover the topic, it proves that he is escaping in his heart.

"So, how should you explain this?"

the next moment,

Karen's right eye shone with light, and her left eye showed the depth of order.

"..." The old man.

"You can think about it again and think about whether your heart is still so firm."

"You are the evil god." The old man gave a bitter smile, "You have polluted me."

"The evil god is just a dog."

"What?"

"I hope that when I see you next time, you can say something different from before."

"So... do you want to control me?" the old man asked.

"I really want to know more about Guangmingyu...the current information of the Guangming Cult recently. After all, when I cover my left eye, who can deny that I am a devout believer in the Guangming?"

"I think you are almost successful," the old man said.

"No hurry, no hurry. According to what you said, you have been 'contaminated' by me. Just like pickled food, it needs to be stored for a longer period of time to taste better."

"hehe."

The old man left his laughter behind, and his figure disappeared into the study room.

"I almost forgot, for the refrigerator, I need to go to the cemetery to cook, ugh."

Karen sighed, the refrigerator hadn't been moved home yet, so I was really embarrassed to ask for leave now.

Just then, the phone rang and Karen answered the phone:

"Hello, Pavarro Funeral Society."

"Judge Pavaro? Oh no, you are Karen." Marlowe's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I got your contact information from Fanny, and I prepared some good wine and some dishes.

Nice tender beef, we’re going to have a barbecue tonight, do you want to come, Karen?”

Karen knew that Marlowe couldn't restrain his curiosity about "the formation" in his hand. For those who really like to study formations, even waiting for one more day would be a torture.

"Okay, when?"

"When is it convenient for you?" Marlowe asked.

Karen looked at the time and said, "It may take some time."

"It's okay, we usually have late-night snacks after midnight."

"That's okay. Where is the location?"

"It's the factory where you and Gray communicated. Gray and Wende are also here, Fanny and Bibin are also here, and oh, there's also Kunxi."

"Okay, I'll try to come over as soon as possible."

"Haha, it's okay, you just go about your business first, so that's what we said?"
To be continued...