Would holding on for a few days be enough?
What about after those few days?
What was he planning to do?
Inside the black box was a piece of Yuanshi's flesh—though it had already withered away, it was still the flesh of a dead legend. If even a spiritual relic of this caliber could not halt the collapse of Professor Monteria's body, Dr. Duzem truly could not imagine what else could save the professor's life.
He could not imagine it.
Nor could Professor Monteria possibly come up with a way to "restore order" in just a few days. Likewise, he did not believe the professor would meekly resign himself after a few days and let his true body crumble away bit by bit.
So, wisely, he ended the subject. What Monteria wanted to do was something he did not want to know in the slightest—not only did he not want to know, he did not even want to think about it!
"What will you do about teaching in that state?"
The genius alchemist immediately found another very appropriate way to break the impasse and smoothly changed the subject. "Lin Guo was praising your lectures to me just a few days ago. He did not notice anything wrong with your body at all. Hmm, Lin Guo is an alchemy assistant assigned to me by the school. His talent is even greater than mine was back then."
"I know that child."
Professor Monteria closed the lid of the black metal box again. This time, however, he did not tuck it back into his sleeve. Instead, he stroked the slender, slightly sharp ridges on its lid and smiled softly. "We met when he was a first-year student. One night, he and Zheng Qing ran into a little accident while patrolling Linzhong Lake..."
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