I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1127 - 592: Fingernail? How Did This Bizarre Thing Emerge from the Bloodline Again? (Part 2)

"Otherwise, if I leave, their protagonist aura might take effect, and who knows what it'll turn into for me."

"If by chance their luck bursts out, and instead of meeting my requirements, they turn the tables on me, wouldn't I suffer a huge loss."

Gu Shanhai's concerns weren't unfounded. Just during his brief absence, Green Sorrow's madness had been cured; who could he complain to about that?

So if he dared to leave first, Green Sorrow and Lan Meng might fuse together and become Wuxiang, directly bankrupting Gu Shanhai's plan.

The concept of them becoming Wuxiang or a new protagonist named Wuxiang being born from them were two different ideas.

The former was a protagonist Gu Shanhai couldn't control, while the latter was a protagonist in Gu Shanhai's possession. The benefits between the two were different; they couldn't be the same.

"That wouldn't be right either. If I get stuck here because of them, wouldn't I be indirectly tethered?" Gu Shanhai thought of this matter. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Or should I leave a double here to hold the ground?"

"But my double doesn't have my skills; who knows if it might get tricked."

A double has its uses, it's true; after all, it can help when you're trapped. But it's also useless; it's a low-spec version of yourself and can only handle trivial matters.

"Then keep it simple, just change the script directly."

"And lock the script for me; this way, I won't have to worry."

Gu Shanhai quickly thought of a solution. Although it seemed a bit mean, it was essentially putting a fate-binding spell on Green Sorrow and Lan Meng.

"With a slight increase in intensity, it should hold until I return without deviating." Gu Shanhai never planned to bind them for life; after all, a broken ship still has ten pounds of nails. Besides, the Wizard World is already on the brink of death; the backlash would be enormous. If Gu Shanhai wanted to trap them, he would have to consider the intensity of the trap.

If it's too strong, the Wizard World might be gone by the time he returns.

If it's too weak, they might break free from the shackles early.

So he needed to manage this balance well.

"Speaking of which, without anyone around, how will their script continue?"

Gu Shanhai was also perplexed; there were no resources, no legacies, not even people. They couldn't possibly transfer Green Sorrow and Lan Meng to the wilderness survival genre of protagonists, could they? That would work, but the problem was they didn't need to survive; with their strength, the current Destructive Frost was merely a bit cold.

Even standing in the snowstorm wouldn't affect them much.

Although "Yin Yang Formless Divine Skill" was a trap, it was genuinely effective in becoming stronger. Gu Shanhai never baited with fake or low-quality traps; he understood the principle of giving before taking.

To take something, you must first give something temporary.

First, pay the price to lull the opponent into a false sense of security, then find an opportunity to snatch away.

Otherwise, offering nothing but big promises and empty talks wouldn't work unless the other party believed it.

"With these script changes, it should be almost complete. At most, I can return in a month." Gu Shanhai quickly finished the modifications.

As for being unable to resolve it within a month, it didn't matter; he could just return once.

...

"Do you feel a bit strange?" Lan Meng suddenly shivered, and his tumor-like body broke out in goosebumps.

Green Sorrow, who was practicing, ignored Lan Meng; after all, he was cultivating and couldn't stop. If he casually spoke, he might go berserk.

The more he thought about it, the more unbalanced he felt. Usually, when practicing, he had to share half with Lan Meng.

The other party did nothing and could become stronger.

Fortunately, he quickly adjusted; now wasn't the time to think about this, so he hurriedly calmed himself, forcibly suppressing his anger and resentment.

Luckily, nothing went wrong; otherwise, he'd get so angry he'd vomit blood.

After completing the Grand Circulation, Green Sorrow finally spoke: "Did you feel something?"

"You finished your practice? I thought it would take more time." Lan Meng replied immediately, then said, "It's just a special feeling, like I'm about to molt."

"Molt? What are you talking about?" Green Sorrow looked puzzled; how could there be molting?

Where on him was there... a shell?

'Wait! There is!' Green Sorrow suddenly realized. If there were a shell, it must be Lan Meng on his body.

As his "Yin Yang Formless Divine Skill" progressed, Lan Meng's tumor grew larger and even began to envelop his entire body.

So molting might mean the other party shedding and falling off his body.

"I don't know; it's just a feeling. Didn't you feel it?"

"And it was only for a moment; it's gone now."

Lan Meng shared his feelings.

"A moment?" Green Sorrow felt doubtful; he instinctively didn't believe Lan Meng.

Believing was impossible; who would believe it if another version of oneself suddenly grew out, created by a special cultivation technique, claiming they were two sides of the same coin, and wanting to merge into a new person?

Green Sorrow had the same thought; he only used Lan Meng's information as a reference, not truly believing it.

"Yeah, just a moment; now it's gone." Lan Meng felt puzzled; he wasn't lying, so why the doubt?

From start to finish, he spoke the truth.

"Then let's not worry, perhaps it was a special feeling from breaking through to minor success." Green Sorrow didn't care much; to him, this was a good thing.

"By the way, why don't we return to Hogwarts Witchcraft Academy? It's much warmer there than outside, especially in our little guard station. When on duty, we have a cup of hot tea and some freshly baked cookies; it's better than ever." Lan Meng recalled the past, feeling excited as he asked.

He didn't want to stay in the wilderness.

Green Sorrow shook his head: "We can't go back."

"Because we've been absent for too long, we've been fired. Even if we return, we can't be security guards anymore." Green Sorrow comforted Lan Meng with a white lie.

They couldn't go back; even if he managed to explain his anomalies, they would ask about his disappearance during these days, and he couldn't tell the truth.

Otherwise, he might as well admit to stealing the "Yin Yang Formless Divine Skill."

"That's really unfortunate." Lan Meng was very disappointed; he hadn't even enjoyed it yet.

Just after saying this, Lan Meng spoke with a bit of surprise: "I feel like I'm growing; am I going to fall off?"

"What?!" Green Sorrow's expression changed; he could also feel the abnormality on his body.

His body felt increasingly heavy, and even standing up was taxing.

"Wait, I..." Just as he was about to say something, he found himself encased in a mass of tumors.

He had seen this scene before, not on humans but on insects.

Whenever insects transformed into butterflies or moths, they'd spin cocoons around themselves; the current situation was similar.

The difference was, it wasn't voluntary, nor was it within his control.

"Lan Meng, stop it, I~ ugh~" Green Sorrow yelled, but a mass of tumors pressed in, rendering him unable to speak.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to fall asleep, you... zzz~"

Lan Meng responded, but his words were unfinished before he fell into slumber.

In contrast, Green Sorrow remained conscious, struggling in vain.

Like trying to lift oneself, Green Sorrow was in such a predicament; when the enemy is oneself, resistance becomes a farce.

Eventually, darkness welled from instinct, pulling his consciousness deeper.

"The Yin Yang Formless Divine Skill has a problem!"

Before losing consciousness, this was Green Sorrow's last thought.