"Thank you, Fool, for granting me breakfast."
After performing his customary wake-up service for Mr. Fool, Sno rubbed his head and climbed out of bed. The negative effects brought by Zhuang Zhou's Fish were far better than he had imagined. From a certain perspective, they could not even be considered negative effects, allowing him to sleep pleasantly through the night.
With the servant Mr. A had left behind, he no longer needed to spend money ordering meals. He walked lightly to the house across the hall and entered under the butler's welcome.
"Nothing happened to the guest yesterday, did it?" Sno casually asked as he ate the breakfast the maid had brought him.
"When you are absent, the guest sometimes becomes rather restless. However, he has not done anything too extreme. The piano pieces you recorded have also been very useful. As long as they are played, the guest calms down."
The butler bowed slightly and reported on Lanevus's recent condition to Sno.
"Take me to see him." Sno nodded lightly, swallowed the runny yolk together with the toasted bread, and reached Lanevus's room in just a few steps.
"Looks like you've been living quite well?" Sno asked teasingly as he looked at the relatively calm Lanevus.
"I'm not dead yet." Lanevus curled his lips and sprawled lazily on the small sofa, his gaze unfocused, as though he had completely relaxed.
But no one should think he had truly given up. The True Creator's power could hardly cross the Seven Gods' seal and reach the Loen Kingdom. To draw enough power to descend, He needed nourishment from vast quantities of negative emotions. This was also the chance for a comeback granted to Him by the authority of The Degenerate Nature of all Living Things.
However, the negative emotions in the