Madness?
This wasn't merely madness. It was outright insanity.
This so-called light had to be some kind of supernatural power, right? The Illuminati? Or some special product of the Lighthouse's upper ranks?
Xu Le had encountered a theory both in books and in what Gan had told him.
Supernatural power could not be transplanted.
The Sacrificial Method was a transaction, the faith method was charity, and the Ritual Method was rules.
Even a Warrior's advancement came from personal accumulation and breakthroughs in willpower.
If someone asked whether there was any supernatural power in this world that could be transplanted, there was.
Guyinduo pollution.
The only supernatural energy in this world that could truly be transplanted was Guyinduo pollution.
What was Gu Jianuo doing now? Was she trying to replicate Guyinduo's power?
A power like light shouldn't have been something a mere Alchemist like her could easily obtain, should it?
"Miss Gu, did you put the Illuminati's power inside Light's Guidance Type I?"
"That's obvious." Faced with Xu Le's doubts, Gu Jianuo didn't deny it.
"You're a Warlock too, Miss Gu. You should know the risks of doing this, shouldn't you?"
"Every experiment carries risks."
"All right. Then do you remember that aberration during the school experiment a few days ago? That Level 3 Guyinduo offspring?"
"I remember. What about it?"
Xu Le narrowed his eyes slightly. This was no longer a matter of stubbornly refusing to see reason.
She knew exactly what she was doing, and she wasn't even deliberately concealing it.
"Do you remember the state of that Mutant, Miss Gu? He turned into a tree, a golden tree that gave off light."
"Xu Le, have you ever considered how much higher Warriors' limits would rise if they possessed some supernatural power comparable to a fruit?"
Xu Le didn't