Jielusi

"Good afternoon, Ms. Indigo Kite," Su Ming replied. "Bay Owl often mentions you."

When Stacy heard Su Ming address Zijin in this way, she was slightly taken aback at first, but then she understood—the name "Zijin" carried too much unspoken information. Su Ming was always careful and never used this real name in front of outsiders.

"Your Bone King, I've long admired your name," Stacy said. "Your deeds are the hottest topic in the prison." Her tone was somewhat teasing, yet also respectful.

"Let's just call each other by our first names," Su Ming said.

The two briefly exchanged information about their needs for medical supplies and the condition of the wounded, with Su Ming carefully noting down her requirements.

"The most troublesome issue right now is the skin condition. Not only do these hospitalized patients have it, but almost 90% of the trainees are affected by it," Stacy frowned. "Although it's not fatal, it's very detrimental in the high-density living environment of a train."

"So skin diseases are actually the ones that need to be addressed first?"

"That's exactly right."

Stacy handed Su Ming a slip of paper with several herbal recipes written on it, listing herbs such as gentian and sophora flavescens.

"Let's see if we can collect these, boil them into a medicinal decoction, and apply it externally to relieve the symptoms."

"OK."

During their conversation, Stacy led Su Ming to a private ward built on the side wing of the main building.

"This is our most challenging patient right now," Stacy, pushing open the door.

Su Ming looked up, and the sight of the pink-haired girl lying quietly on the hospital bed made him frown. "Jielusi?"

As a member of Star Sand, she should be at the medical center of Sea of Divine Grace right now, where her injured companions are also.

Jielusi's pale face was devoid of color. She slowly turned her head upon hearing the voice and weakly spoke, "... President Su."

A faint, dark purple Magic Power emanated from beneath the bandages wrapped around her shoulder, forming tiny vortexes in the air.

"The external injuries aren't the problem," Stacy explained. "The trouble lies in her practice of the Mirror Soul Technique —the wrong method has created a somewhat uncontrollable secondary personality."

Jielusi listened quietly without saying a word.

As Su Ming was about to go check on her, Stacy immediately stopped him, saying, "Don't provoke her; she could attack at any moment."

"But she's clearly still rational, and she recognizes me," Su Ming said, puzzled.

"Silver Mask and Ge'enda'er came to visit just now, and she beat them both up," Stacy said helplessly.

Su Ming immediately stopped in her tracks. If even her teammates, with whom she spent every day, were taking action, then the problem must have become quite serious.

****

but--

Su Ming pointed to the person lying on another bed in the ward, "Why is he alright?"

This is a double room. Besides Jielusi's bed, there is another bed by the window. A tall, slender man is lying on the bed, but his face is covered with horrific, festering scars.

He was holding a light read from another world, "Forbidden Zone Survival Journal." When he heard himself being mentioned, he calmly closed the book and sat up straight.

"President Su, Dr. Stacy, good afternoon." The man's voice was gentle and polite, a stark contrast to his ferocious appearance. "Miss Jielusi has tried several times, but unfortunately, she can't beat me."

"This is Ruixiuli," Stacy introduced. "I specifically arranged for him to be here, to keep an eye on Jielusi."

Su Ming had a deep impression of the name Ruixiuli. Previously, on the necromancer wanted list, he was ranked second only to Zijin. And unlike the scholar lady at the time, Ruixiuli obtained this ranking entirely based on his combat strength.

"Hello." Su Ming nodded in greeting.

A closer look reveals that despite the extensive damage to his Ruixiuli's features, though faintly visible, still reveal a handsome appearance.

"Are these injuries... difficult to treat?" Su Ming asked.

"I cobbled together this corrosive potion while I was in prison," Ruixiuli chuckled. "So, even I don't know exactly what ingredients were mixed in."

"The ulceration can be eliminated," Stacy continued, spreading her hands helplessly, "But there's really no good way to restore her appearance at the moment."

"Appearances are nothing but superficial," Ruixiuli said calmly, then turned to Su Ming, "I heard that President Su is planning to have a 'heart-to-heart' with the Pope; that's important!"

Throughout the conversation, Ruixiuli met Su Ming's gaze openly without flinching. Su Ming was secretly surprised by his composure—he had thought that someone in this state would at least wear a mask to cover their scars, but it seemed he was wrong.

Those who rank high on the wanted list are indeed no ordinary people.

"There is indeed such a plan, but it won't be implemented so quickly," Su Ming told the truth.

"Perfect timing, I also need time to recover." Ruixiuli stretched out his long, slender fingers. "Please reserve a spot for me in the training camp."

"That's not necessary." Su Ming smiled slightly. "A powerful necromancer ranked third on the wanted list should enjoy special treatment."

Su Ming had already checked Ruixiuli's resume—it contained no substantial criminal record, the only charge being "allegedly seducing a noblewoman."

But according to Stacy, Ruixiuli has never been interested in women because he has never seen a woman more beautiful than him.

Therefore, the truth is more likely that those noble ladies were simply angry and embarrassed after their advances were rejected.

"Wait, when did I drop to third place?" Ruixiuli suddenly realized.

Stacy glanced at Su Ming and said meaningfully, "What do you think?"

After a moment's thought, Ruixiuli recalled the thermobaric bombs that had ravaged the battlefield yesterday and the news of the Fate Manipulator's capture. He couldn't help but smile. "This position should indeed be relinquished."

****

Su Ming steered the conversation back to Jielusi, "What exactly happened with Jielusi's Magic Power going out of control?"

Stacy did not answer immediately, but instead turned her gaze to Ruixiuli.

"Alright." Ruixiuli spread his hands helplessly. "At first, I also thought it was just a normal loss of Magic Power control, and I even tried to teach Miss Jielusi how to regulate the disordered dark Magic Power within her body—but later I realized that this was probably not a simple Magic Power disorder, but more like a problem caused by touching some kind of law."

"Laws?" Stacy turned her head sharply, her face almost overflowing with surprise. "Miss Jielusi, have you studied any laws?"

"... No." Jielusi gently shook her head, her pink hair sliding slightly across the white pillow.

"See, that's the crux of the problem," Ruixiuli continued, "Someone who has never studied the system of laws has inadvertently touched upon a certain law—and yet, no one around them noticed."

Stacy couldn't help but raise her hand and scratch her slightly messy short hair. "There have been a few cases like this in the past." She recalled for a moment, "Then we still need to find a way to seal it back first. Ruixiuli, you need to determine the type of law involved in her as soon as possible."

Once the types of laws are determined, there's no need to resort to the brutal suppression methods used by Katharine before. The Jielusi's secondary personality is spiraling out of control proves that such approaches come at a price.

They can impose more targeted restrictions and make adjustments as needed, helping Jielusi gradually gain control of this power.

"Don't you think you're asking too much of a patient who just had their restraints removed?" Ruixiuli pretended to clutch his chest, his voice tinged with complaint. "I'm still in a weakened state."

"Then keep watching her," Stacy said mercilessly, "Until you understand the scope of the law and complete the seal."

"... That's inhuman." Ruixiuli muttered under his breath.

****

"Excuse me." Katharine's cool voice suddenly came from behind, interrupting the conversation.

Su Ming turned around at the sound and saw Katharine and Yise standing in the corridor.

Katharine wore the same simple trench coat as in the morning, her long golden hair tied into a neat ponytail. Yise, on the other hand, had changed into a sky-blue long dress, the layered patterns highlighting her elegant temperament. Her long hair was carefully braided into delicate plaits, falling over her shoulders.

Even less so, she did not wear light armor, but only a short sword at her waist as decoration.

"Good afternoon!" Su Ming greeted with a smile.

Yise gave a slight bow, her light golden braid swaying gently with the movement. "Good afternoon, President Su," she said in a gentle and polite voice.

Su Ming turned to Katharine, only to notice that her face was gloomy and her brows were furrowed with obvious displeasure.

"What's wrong? I don't remember owing you money," he said, half-jokingly.

Katharine took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch someone. She responded to Su Ming's greeting, then walked straight into the ward and slowly approached Jielusi's bed.

Jielusi's eyes became vacant and lifeless the moment Katharine approached, but she did not attack. After a moment, her pink eyes refocused and regained some clarity.

"I'm sorry, Lady Katharine," Jielusi's voice was barely audible, her slender fingers gripping the sheets tightly, "I... can't control myself right now."

"That's already quite good," Katharine's tone softened. "It's my fault; I sealed it without understanding the situation."

She leaned forward slightly. "Jielusi, I have a task for you." Katharine looked into the girl's eyes. "From now on, you will be working with the Final Bone Mad Machines and acting as our liaison."

"Yes, my lord," Gerus replied Jielusi, a trace of color returning to her pale face.

Yise tried to follow her into the ward, but Katharine raised her hand to stop her. She even stepped back out herself and returned to the doorway.

"Jielusi is already struggling to suppress her inner personality," Katharine explained, her gaze sweeping over the people in the corridor. "Let's minimize the disturbance to her and let her rest properly."

Yise nodded and called out to Jielusi on the hospital bed, "Then we'll text you when you recover!"

The group left the ward area one after another.

Katharine turned to Stacy and the others, and said solemnly, "Jielusi, I entrust you with your care."

"The most skilled dark magic users in the world are all here," Stacy smiled. "We'll find a solution."