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It is said that doctors here use patients as experimental subjects...

I stood outside the building with cracked walls and bloody handprints on the corners and looked at it for a moment.

Lin Feng opened the door and stepped in.

Although the hospital looks deserted from the outside, there are still people on duty at the front desk inside.

"Welcome...the clergyman..."

Hearing the sound of pushing the door open, the mage on duty stood up happily. However, after discovering that the visitor was a cleric, his enthusiastic tone turned into a bit of panic.

Lin Feng glanced at the empty corridors on both sides and said calmly: "Notify your dean and tell him that a priest is looking for him."

"My authority...can only notify the director..."

"Then ask your director to come down."

The mage on duty picked up the communicator and whispered a few words, then quietly sat down and huddled behind the counter.

After a while, a man in a white coat hurriedly walked down.

His skin was as pale as that of a dead person, like a living corpse, with a hooked nose and sunken eye sockets, and he glanced at the hall with a gloomy look.

A little priest...

With his pockets in his pocket, he casually walked forward and glared fiercely at the mage who shrank back.

"Mr. Paladin, what can I do?"

"If I have anything to do, please come to your dean."

Weber chuckled and said, "Sorry, our dean is not available."

The dark red pupils were stained with silver, like a bright moon rising from the deep red sea.

The mage who was huddled behind the counter saw the director raising his head, staggering back two steps, and green smoke coming out of his head.

He is a high-ranking cleric...

"Are you free now?"

"I'm free! I'm free!"

The director, whose spiritual sea seemed to be ignited by the holy light, covered his forehead and ran back quickly.

Lin Feng slowly followed him, climbed the stairs, and reached the top floor of the hospital.

“Bang bang bang!”

Weber banged on the office door and shouted: "Dean, someone is looking for you!"

The door suddenly opened, and a young man with a gloomy face lowered his head and looked coldly at the director who almost fell into his arms.

"What's up."

"That... there is a priest who is looking for you..."

"knew."

"Then...if there's nothing else, I'll get busy first."

Weber glanced at the two of them carefully, covered his still aching head, and left from the corridor.

Watching his men go away, the young man raised his head, looked at the cleric who was about the same age as himself, turned his body and made a gesture.

"Please come in."

Lin Feng stepped into the office, casually glanced at the furnishings inside, and turned his attention to the young man.

"Are you the dean?"

Such a young professional sect leader?

"My name is Nishizawa." The young man sat down on the chair and crossed his legs.

"He's just a scapegoat."

When did the legendary necromancer only deserve to be a scapegoat?

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

"To be able to verify your magic theory and be promoted to legend so quickly, you must have killed a lot of people, right?"

The temperature of the room suddenly turned cold.

Caesar leaned back and said casually: "Do you know where the last dean went?"

"have no idea."

"I couldn't stand the persecution of the temple, so I took a large group of backbones and ran away with the Spiritual Religion Group."

"To stop you from desecrating corpses...is this persecution?"

Caesar chuckled, "How about you hang all the necromancers."

"That's not what the temple means. I just want you to develop in a different form. Everyone is working hard to change. Why do you always insist on chewing on corpses and undead souls?"

"The end of life and the last wish of the dead. Without these two, we would no longer be necromancers."

"But forget it. In recent years, no spellcaster is willing to switch to the necromancy profession. Our demise may be doomed."

Nishizawa straightened his body and stopped talking about this matter.

"So, young high-ranking cleric, why are you here today?"

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, "Do you know this Ogre?"

"Of course I know. It is a great masterpiece of our ancestors a thousand years ago. If you are asking for his information, then I'm sorry, I don't know either, because you have burned all the classics long ago."

"Then let me ask you something you know."

Lin Feng calmed down his tone and said: "Logically speaking, a man-made creature like him must have numerous physical defects. How did he live for so long?"

"Oh, the priest also wants to pursue eternal life?"

The legendary necromancer raised his head and Xiao said with interest: "I suggest that you transform into a lich to be more practical. You don't need to eat like a starving ghost all day long."

"You mean, he has always relied on eating to survive?"

"if not."

Seeing that the priest had no interest in turning into a lich, he could only say: "People will starve to death if they don't eat for a long time, let alone a monster like him."

Lin Feng glanced at him lightly, "Do you think he is a monster now?"

Ignoring the sarcasm in that sentence, Caesar said to himself:

"The previous dean took him in for a while, trying to regain his control. You know, he is an intelligent species left over from ancient times, and the precious knowledge he still retains in his mind is valuable to every spell caster.

An immeasurable wealth.”

"But the former dean was too naive. The ogre only had endless hatred for the descendants of his creator. Within a week of being locked up in the morgue, he ate up all our research materials."

Caesar's eyes were a little hollow, as if he was recalling the past.

"At that time, my father had just collected a corpse, and as soon as he pushed it into the compartment, he broke through the wall, snatched it away and ate it, but he was still not satisfied..."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and recalled the information.

"I remembered that the last trace of the ogre was when you made a big fuss."

"Well, yes, in this incident, my father was also eaten by him on the spot."

There was silence for a while...

Lin Feng suddenly asked: "Are you still conducting experiments on artificial objects?"

Caesar came back to his senses, looked at him with a half-smile, and didn't reply.

This faction is about to die out, and the temple's supervision is so strong that they have no chance to conduct this kind of experiment.

Lin Feng, who suddenly came to his senses, asked again: "If those short-lived man-made objects want to survive, is there any other way besides eating?"

"Yes." Nishizawa said lazily.

"Return to the cultivation tank and repair it, or simply remodel it."

"What else?"

"Why do you ask so clearly?"

Lin Feng lowered his gaze, "Just tell me if you have."

Caesar suddenly smiled, stood up, walked to the bookshelf by the wall and rummaged around.
Chapter completed!