CHAPTER 182: CHAPTER 156 LIN LI IS MANIPULATING CREDIT

The Imperial Tutor has seen dragons, and it seems Lin Li might have a chance to see the sacred dragon’s essence blood, so does that mean he’s going to become a Little Imperial Tutor?

That’s definitely the most dignified scene.

Not only that, but his charm could also ascend by another small notch.

After reviewing the rewards, Lin Li read the task description again.

Sure enough, this artifact didn’t come from a righteous path, it was created by an Evil Cultivator.

In layman’s terms, this task involves using a defective bottle for a good purpose, absorbing others’ negative emotions into the bottle and giving them a day of good mood. The task indicator is also a long progress bar.

After reading through it once, Lin Li didn’t bother with it further. No way was he going to head out and figure out how to complete this task right now; instead, he closed his eyes and felt the "Magic Bottle" in his hand.

After successfully refining it, his connection with the artifact instantly became closer, and more detailed information about this artifact automatically flooded into Lin Li’s mind, saving him the need for further assessment:

The functionality of the "Magic Bottle" will enhance as his refinement and personal power increase.

It can only absorb sufficiently prominent and intense emotional desires, and requires him to clearly identify such desires on the opponent when activating it. The artifact itself will not automatically feedback any surrounding emotional desires it can absorb.

The absorption and output require blood as a sacrifice, which can be pre-offered, but pre-offering has absorption limits. Its use consumes his vitality and spirit, and prolonged usage in the short term will lead to mental fatigue, which is the opposite of the [Divine Power of the Ear].

Its spellcasting range, in his current unrestricted environment, is about ten meters.

The emotional desires stored in the bottle have an upper limit and the more complex the emotional desires stored at the same time, the smaller the total capacity, and the greater the mental consumption during use. Given his current capability, the limit should be relatively low.

It cannot consume and devour these emotional desires out of nowhere; if the bottle is to be emptied, these emotions must be output onto himself or other higher intelligence living beings to be consumed. If the emotional desires in the bottle come from sentient magical beasts or cultivators, low-level magical beasts cannot be targeted, and vice versa.

It cannot reabsorb the emotional desires it outputs, and after a certain extent of use, it will be damaged. However, after complete damage, it will begin self-repair, with Spiritual Qi and blood accelerating the repair process.

Having digested all this information, Lin Li opened his computer, ready to conduct a little experiment.

Baidu Cloud Drive, start.

The "Magic Bottle" was held in his hand.

Hey, don’t you say it...

Damn, starting to think with the lower body really makes humans too dangerous, Lin Li shook his head to dispel this damn bold idea, and immediately activated the artifact with his intent.

Betting all his credibility, throw it all in!

The "Magic Bottle" gleamed with a faint glow barely noticeable at night, Lin Li didn’t see any other anomalies between himself and the bottle body, just felt that the originally uncontrollable desires gradually faded, and the tough guy gradually turned tender.

His credibility gradually lost, and Lin Li thoroughly became a discredited person.

There’s something to this artifact indeed.

However, it only absorbed the generated desires, not the root cause, so if Lin Li looked up and continued watching the screen on his computer, his tenderness would still turn back into toughness.

If this artifact could strip emotions, perhaps it wouldn’t even be something Lin Li could activate with his current power.

For Lin Li, the most important goal of the experiment was to confirm that as long as the unimportant glow is ignored, then the "Magic Bottle" can be used without any anomalies.

Meaning it can be used completely without anyone knowing.

This artifact is definitely lethal because when overly intense emotions suddenly surge into someone’s body, whether extreme joy or sadness, they can cause severe harm or even sudden death. From a covert perspective, its lethality is stronger than the Qingzheng Thunder Control Technique.

Conan has another death method that he can’t guess.

But that’s in an ideal situation, with Lin Li’s current refinement level and his endurance limit, being able to use it for killing is probably far off.

Refinement again requires more Spiritual Qi, and having no rice truly makes Lin Li, this continual cooking young lady, feel distressed.

One can’t be unlucky forever.

For now, he can only take it one step at a time. It’s getting late, so he puts the artifact back into the [Storage] and goes to bed to rest.

...

"According to unofficial history, one day, after drinking too much, Zhou Yu recalled recent humiliations and said to his trusted assassin subordinate, ’Zhuge Liang looks down on me!’

He then made a hand gesture as if slicing his neck, signaling him to assassinate. His loyal subordinate nodded and immediately carried it out.

That night, Zhuge Liang, Xiaoqiao, and Zhou Yu were all mysteriously assassinated by the assassin. This is how the story of a plot against three wise men came about!"

"Was it, was it really like this?"

"Is this true?"

In the morning, when Lin Li arrived in the classroom, it was Bai Bufan’s classic Three Kingdoms unofficial history segment again.

Since Bai Bufan brought his phone this week, Lin Li again took on a large part of the smuggling breakfast duty.

After distributing the breakfast, Lin Li returned to his seat.

"Lin Li, why is it that as soon as you get to school, you’re so drowsy?" Bai Bufan yawned, lazily said while digging into breakfast.

"Isn’t it simple? Because school is where dreams begin." Lin Li replied instantly.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Thank you, I’ve learned something, next time I get caught sleeping in class by the teacher, I know what to say." Bai Bufan gave a thumbs up; that’s too positive.

And Lin Li, who was originally reading, also put down the book and started to think.

Would the desire to sleep be judged by the system as a negative emotion?

Since the "Magic Bottle" doesn’t have anything to hide, treating it as a little hand toy is fine. Plus, it’s so small that Lin Li can keep it in his pocket directly and take it out. No one would find it strange if they saw it.

Materialize it, take it out, Lin Li aimed the bottle mouth at Bai Bufan, ready to start absorbing.

——The bottle has already absorbed the duck blood offered yesterday, so there’s no need for blood now.

Aside from that, Lin Li’s backpack also contained a box of duck blood, just in case.

Lin Li paused slightly.

Because he suddenly remembered that the bottle still contained his credibility from yesterday.

And the mixing of emotional desires in the bottle would reduce the storage limit and increase his mental consumption, so Lin Li thought about it and decided to first output the desires inside onto Bai Bufan.

Go!

"Cough, cough." Bai Bufan, who was drinking soup, suddenly started coughing violently, almost spitting the soup out of his nose, pursing his lips, his expression strange and uncomfortable.

"What’s up, Bufan?" Lin Li asked with concern.

"Nothing, nothing." Bai Bufan waved his hand dismissively.

"Squeak—"

A few seconds later, Bai Bufan slid his chair back about ten centimeters, creating an ear-piercing scraping sound against the floor, then leaned forward and continued calmly sipping his soup.

This action transformed Bai Bufan’s spine, which originally formed a ninety-degree angle with his thighs, into an acute angle.

This move was meant to cover up something. Oh, come on, we’re all men; Lin Li understood perfectly. He turned his head toward the window, trying to stifle his laughter.

The evil cultivator who invented the "Emotions and Desires Concealing Bottle" must have been a genius.

I’d really like to meet him.

Soon, Bai Bufan finished his breakfast and tossed the trash into the bin outside the door, maintaining the same posture. Then, after hesitating for a moment, he patted Lin Li’s shoulder and asked worriedly:

"Lin Li, I have a friend whose uncle Chen inexplicably delayed by an hour. Is that normal?"

"It’s probably normal. At our age, nothing seems strange." Lin Li pinched his thigh, nodding as he tried to hold back his laughter.

"Is it really normal? There weren’t any triggering factors. Do I really not need to go to the hospital for a check?" Bai Bufan was somewhat troubled.

—He had been thinking purely about getting some shut-eye and that the breakfast tasted decent, but suddenly, he wanted to escape. It didn’t make any sense.

"Your friend’s uncle Chen delayed; why would you go to the hospital?" Lin Li asked with ’confusion’.

"Huh? Ah? Haha, right." Bai Bufan paused, then scratched his head and laughed awkwardly. "I was worried and confused."

Three seconds passed.

"I mean, I should go to the hospital for my friend. That friend isn’t me." Bai Bufan earnestly clarified.

"Hmm."

"Really!"

"Hmm."

The bottle was already empty, and after Bai Bufan turned away dejectedly, Lin Li again aimed the bottle at him, ready to absorb his drowsiness.

It failed, absorbing nothing.

Oh, probably the earlier incident had cleared Bai Bufan’s mind, eliminating his drowsiness.

My mistake.

I should have absorbed Bai Bufan’s drowsiness first, then returned it with added reputation.

Still too kind.

But it doesn’t matter; in the morning at school, drowsiness is easy to find.

Especially those guys in the back row, they’re notorious for sleeping. Not far away, Zhou Baowei was already nodding off like a chick pecking at rice.

Activating the artifact again, Lin Li could feel the desire to sleep being sucked into the bottle, and Zhou Baowei’s eyes gradually became clear, returning to focus.

Lin Li’s gaze was fixed on the progress bar for task four.

It increased.

This meant absorbing classmates’ drowsiness satisfied the system’s requirements.

But the increase was so small that Lin Li had to stare at it for a long time to notice any progress.

Lin Li wasn’t sure if this task’s emotional quantity requirement was simply very high or if drowsiness, as a desire, wasn’t negative enough in the system’s judgment.

Either way, since there’s progress, I’ll keep absorbing. Even though Lin Li was at the last row by the window, a ten-meter range covered everyone in class, and whether someone was sleepy or not was quite apparent, so Lin Li started absorbing from one person to the next.

...

It’s full.

Before finishing absorbing the back row guys’ drowsiness, the "Emotions and Desires Concealing Bottle" signaled Lin Li that it had reached its limit, unable to take in any more.

The refining level is still too low.

Lin Li opened the window and spotted a bird perched on a tree.

Output failed, so he tried a few other animals within his ’output’ range, all resulting in failure.

It seems this is the emotional reproductive isolation mentioned by the "Emotions and Desires Concealing Bottle."

He pulled the window shut and, after some thought, directed the drowsiness onto himself.

Oh, crap.

This morning’s Body Refining Eighth Rank Technique focused on physical Chapters, leaving his body a bit tired, and using the "Emotions and Desires Concealing Bottle" drained his mental energy. When the drowsiness entered his body, it exploded instantly, and Lin Li almost closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Once outputted, emotions can’t be reabsorbed; it’s an irreversible action.

Shaking his head, he struggled to dispel the sleepiness, realizing he shouldn’t harm himself like this.

So, who should I harm?

"Lin Li, why are you staring at me?" Bai Bufan suddenly noticed Lin Li was constantly staring at him; he immediately folded his arms and leaned back warily.

"Nothing."

Lin Li was a bit hesitant.

Taking advantage of Bai Bufan seemed a bit too much.

Hurting his buddy felt genuinely wrong.

...

During the morning study session, only Lin Li was singing.

Bai Bufan had his textbook propped in front of him, enjoying a quality sleep akin to a baby.