Fake Professor, Misunderstood As Strong-Chapter 272: The Forest of Hatred. Part-4.

Jareth had never encountered such a thing in the game, and even in the forums, no one mentioned the existence of a sane evil spirit existing in the forest of hatred.

Many daring players have tried exploring the entire forest of hatred, and they uploaded videos of it in the forums.

Jareth has seen many of them and knows that the existence of this ’sane’ evil spirit is definitely something very unique.

In the first place, evil spirits are beings born from lingering resentment, hatred, and miasma.

There’s another way, and that is to corrupt an already existing spirit being and turn it into an evil spirit.

No matter the method, according to common sense, any creature that has so much hatred and negative emotions coursing through their body along with miasma corruption shouldn’t be ’normal.’

This is the main reason why it’s near impossible for an evil spirit to maintain its rationality and stay sane.

’But... there are always exceptions in the world... there are always some being who are either too lucky or are able to become exceptional due to sheer chance and coincidence...’

Jareth looked at the coin-like sealing artifact carrying the evil spirit and thought to himself.

’I need to properly study this little guy...’

In a world where miasmic corruption is running rampant and everyone wants to find a proper way to deal with miasma, finding a being unaffected by miasma is like an apple falling from the sky and directly landing in front of you.

Almost as if a gift from the gods.

’If I can find why he’s able to maintain his sanity even in miasma... I might have a new way of dealing with miasma...’

The current method that Jareth is striving for is escape; he’s making a wormhole device to escape far far away from this place.

But he’s not averse to the idea of finding new possibilities.

The difference between a game world and a real world is that the real one has infinite possibilities, and you can find many solutions to the same problem.

Jareth shook his head and kept walking with increased determination.

He blew away many phantoms and evil spirits with his fire magic, and when the fire crystal hanging above his shield became ineffective, he replaced it with another one.

This way he kept walking and walking for an entire day without rest, and the more he walked, the more solemn his expression became.

*I seriously don’t get you, human... Why are you so stubborn? Why are you trying to go deeper and deeper in this hell-hole...*

*This place is extremely hostile for humans! Why are you even here in the first place!*

At Rororon’s questions, Jareth only sighed and replied in a solemn voice,

"I have a mission to complete... Unlike a free spirit like you, I have many things to consider..."

"No human would want to walk into hell willingly, but they have to do it, be it for life, for a better future or to preserve that final ray of ’hope’..."

*Why suffer like that? Why not distance yourself from what causes your suffering?*

"Indeed, many people do that... but that’s just running away from a problem that’s never going to go away until you face it and end it for good..."

"I am the type of person who would rather die than run away from the fear of trouble... As you said, I am quite the stubborn type..."

Jareth’s words did not carry a single bit of falsehood.

Even in his previous life, he faced his end head-on and didn’t run.

He knew running was futile, and his boss would be able to find him wherever he might run.

It’s better to face such problems head-on instead of running.

Due to his stubborn nature, he was able to spend his final moments with the only person he ever loved in his life.

If he had run away, he wouldn’t have been able to do that. He would have been too ashamed to look into Shiina’s eyes.

’I don’t know... life or love... it was a tough choice; even if I could have survived by running away alone and abandoning Shiina, I would have already died inside...’

’Talking about this... I am contradicting myself... After all, I am planning to run away from this place to save myself...’

Jareth couldn’t do the ’escape’ tactic in his last life because he could not abandon his ’love,’ but nothing is binding him in this world.

He has no parents, no lovers, no family, no genuine friends, nothing at all.

He has no actual reason to stay in this place, and he can leave when given the opportunity.

’So, am I a coward or a brave person? ... even I do not know the answer to that question anymore...’

The more time Jareth spends in this world, the blurrier his past memories get, and the more miserable his existence becomes.

’When in the future... I would have forgotten everything about her... will I still be the same person as I used to be? This question is also hard to answer...’

’But separation and loss of connections is a major part of everyone’s life; it happens to everyone. even I will change and become better...’

Jareth shook his head and finally crossed the ’Forest of Hatred’ with another steady step.

He reached the top of a mountain.

His hours of effort finally succeeded, and he was now on the top of the mountain that was a major obstacle in entering the ’Wailing Hills.’

Looking forward, there were endless small and big hills stretching far into the horizon.

The forest of hatred was only on this side of the mountain, and the other side was completely barren with no trees in sight.

It’s not that Jareth didn’t have the idea to just walk around this massive mountain; it’s just that this area is built in a very bizarre manner.

There are massive mountain ranges spread in all directions, and he would have had to climb the mountain, as this was the only genuine path leading forward.

The rest of the areas were all heavily corrupted with miasmic filth.

Jareth stopped at the peak of the mountain and found a boulder to sit down and take a small rest.

When he left the city of Asoport, it was morning, and Jareth has been travelling for an entire day now.

He could even see faint sunlight among the dark clouds covering the entire sky in this place.

As he was sitting atop a mountain, he could finally see a little bit of sunlight in this dark and gloomy place.

’All of this would have been so much easier if I could just take a flying carriage and travel using it...’

Jareth could only shake his head at that thought.

The main difficulty in this area does not come from monsters or the rough environment; it originates from how adaptive miasma is in this place.

Miasma has been using dozens of means to break his shield to stop him from moving forward.

If he had used flight magic or a flying carriage, it would have already become ineffective by now, and he would have been forced to walk again, causing him to suffer a disadvantage, as he would have lost a trump card. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

’Still... I don’t like this area one bit...’