"Although we've never met, I imagine you've already heard a few stories about me," Xu Le said with a smile.
"The newspapers said you lost a hand and a leg, didn't they?"
At the student's question, a reminiscent look appeared in Xu Le's eyes.
"Yes. In some particularly fierce fighting, I lost my right hand and left leg. I was already feeling rather hopeless then, but my lover found me, took me somewhere safe, and contacted the Zion Progressives. The Zion Government provided me with the best treatment. Of course, some Warlock methods were involved. Although I lost a great deal, at least I survived."
As Xu Le spoke, he casually revealed his metal arm.
It was only a seemingly inadvertent movement, but with so many people watching the podium, someone was bound to notice.
"A metal prosthesis?"
"He recovered physically that quickly?"
"Didn't he say they used Warlock methods? There must have been a price."
Listening to the quiet discussion below, Xu Le kept smiling.
Was it true that he had lost a hand and a leg? Of course it was.
Was it true that Warlock methods had been used to treat him? That was true too.
Was the Prosthetic Limb real? Also true.
But when all those truths were put together, the situation changed, becoming a lie.
Xu Le would never volunteer something like, "My hand and leg are gone. I can only stand now because of the Prosthetic Limb."
Reveal a little, and the audience would fill in the blanks themselves.
"All right. Since I'm here today as a guest instructor, let's have a proper discussion about the Black Tide. Its full name is Guyinduo Black Tide Night, and it's a phenomenon in which Oddities mass together to attack cities at the turn of each quarter. You