Chapter 345 Loli Sha Develops An Interest

Lorissa had developed a strong interest in Dou Dou.

Strictly speaking, she was interested in a "demon hunter fish" that could release holy flames like an "Ancient Being," use soul talent spells, and possess the Ancient Being's spiritual talent.

She never imagined that the experiment she had participated in back then could give birth to such a magical little creature.

The "Queen Majesty" sat on the sofa in the center of the living room, staring with wide eyes at the little mermaid bouncing around on the coffee table. The latter was holding a half-eaten chopstick in her hand, gnawing on it while jumping around boredly, and occasionally using her tail to slap the beautiful patterns on the coffee table. The fish baby wasn't interested in the strange big sister who had suddenly moved into her house. In fact, if she hadn't seen her "dad" being so enthusiastic about this big sister, she might not even have been interested in listening to what Lorissa was saying—those things were too profound for her, far less interesting than cartoons and fairy tales, even less interesting than her dad's snoring at night.

"It's unbelievable… In the period of time I remember, we couldn't even maintain the activity of divine cells and transplant them into ordinary creatures, but I didn't expect them to complete all the goals of the experiment after I was sealed, and even exceeded the plan…" Lorissa stared unblinkingly at the fish baby strolling on the coffee table. "The Origin Artifact… It seems they finally completely cracked the method of artificially controlling divine power, and can use it to mass-produce biological tissues with supernatural power."

"It's impossible to 'produce' an entire race of Ancient Beings if you can't mass produce them. The concept of creating one or two experimental products is different from creating an entire race," Hao Ren shook his head. "And Dou Dou's transformation should also be related to her own uniqueness. You don't know, this little guy is very special. She has a very high position on the 'ladder of life,' almost comparable to a demigod in terms of rank. Although this rank has no meaning for mortal species, it has some incredible influence when it comes to divinity… This is probably why she can easily absorb the power of the Origin Artifact."

"You don't have any ordinary people around you," Lorissa smiled and gently tapped the coffee table. "Dou Dou, how about summoning the holy flame again and letting me see?"

Dou Dou glanced at Lorissa with great reluctance, but seeing the half chopstick in her hand (which Lorissa had fed her), the little guy still made an "oh" sound, waved her hand, and threw out a small ball of silver-white flame—the size of the flame was about the same as a lighter's flame.

"What a lovely little flame…" Lorissa directly caught the silver-white holy flame that could melt through steel with her hand. "However, you are too casual when summoning flames. Releasing energy without restraint makes you waste most of its power. I'll tell you a technique that can concentrate your mental power. Memorize it, and then try to reproduce it in your mind…"

Here we go again—the little mermaid couldn't help but mutter in her heart, while crunching on the chopstick and slapping the table boredly with her tail.

"Isn't it too early to talk to her about mental power formulas?" Nangong Sanba, who was eavesdropping across the coffee table, couldn't help but speak up. "It was like taking her life when I taught her to recognize those Leta runes. This little guy is only two and a half years old after all…"

Lorissa looked up and glared at Nangong Sanba: "I'm only one and a half years old! Talent has nothing to do with age, understand? She is now fully capable of mastering these abilities—and you have the nerve to say that, I just checked your foundation, and your half-baked level is beyond description, you know?"

Nangong Sanba immediately looked embarrassed and touched his nose: "Ahem, didn't I not receive a systematic education since I was a child… And aren't I here to take remedial lessons from you now? I feel like I've benefited a lot from the tips on using the holy flame that you told me…"

"Then listen carefully, you are all students now!" Lorissa glanced around the coffee table with a special majesty, her eyes falling on Elizabeth. "You listen carefully too! Stop making big fireballs there, Uncle Ren asked you to learn the illusion spell from me."

The living room directly became a lecture hall for magical learning. A half-baked demon hunter, a genius child demon hunter fish, and a little loli destined to be the queen of the demon world, the three of them sat there with their own thoughts, listening to a one-and-a-half-year-old teacher lecturing them on the arcane knowledge of the magical realm. Even Hao Ren felt this scene was particularly bizarre.

And even more bizarre things were yet to come: just as Lorissa was telling the three students about the most cutting-edge mental resonance techniques of the ancient magic empire, Hao Ren suddenly saw the cardboard box in the corner being slowly pushed open, and then a small figure crawled out of the rat hole behind the cardboard box.

This isn't the time for a weak chicken to come out and cause trouble—look at the watch, it doesn't seem to be her meal time either.

The others were either out or in their own rooms. Besides the teacher and three students in the living room, there was only Hao Ren, who was holding a PDA to watch a movie, and Vivian, who was wiping the furniture not far away. The four in class were very focused, and Vivian didn't notice the movement in the corner, so only Hao Ren saw this scene. He stared with wide eyes curiously, wanting to see what the figurine with a brain full of paste wanted to do.

So he saw the figurine Vivian slowly walk to the sofa where Lorissa was sitting, and began to climb up clumsily with her hands and feet. She fell several times in the middle, but finally managed to climb onto the back of the sofa.

Finally, she sat there and didn't move.

This weak chicken with a head full of paste actually sat obediently on the back of the sofa!

"Hey, hey, hey, look, look!" Hao Ren quickly poked the data terminal and said in a low voice.

The data terminal was already unhappy because it was being used to play movies, and it was even more unhappy when it was interrupted halfway. It swiped and marked all the characters on the movie screen with black boxes, and one with a red box: "Okay, okay, look, look, all the ones marked with black boxes are dead, and the one with the red box made the move. Are you satisfied now?"

Hao Ren: "… Damn it, I wasn't talking about the movie! I told you to look at the sofa over there! The weak chicken is sitting there!"

"Sofa?" The data terminal finally reacted. "Oh my… It really is! What is she doing sitting there?"

"Could she be listening to the lecture?" Hao Ren asked in a low voice. "Lorissa is giving a lively lecture."

"Hehe, do you believe it?" The data terminal immediately despised Hao Ren's guess. "How could that weak chicken do such a thing? This unit thinks she is definitely preparing to *biu* Lorissa in the face."

Hao Ren shook his head: "That's not for sure, she's been more obedient these past two days…"

As a result, before he could finish speaking, he saw the weak chicken suddenly stand up from the back of the sofa, raise her hand, and throw a corrosive energy arrow at the side of Lorissa's face: "*Ssiha! Papipipa!*"

The data terminal said quietly: "Look, *biu*ed, right?"

Lorissa, on the other hand, was startled by the sudden noise beside her ear. She had been completely immersed in the cause of misleading others, and the weak chicken was so weak that even her aura couldn't be detected, so she didn't know when the little weak chicken had climbed over. The moment she heard the noise beside her ear, she turned into a sky full of sparks, and then the little weak chicken was pushed out violently by a force from nowhere.

In the next second, the scattered holy flames re-condensed into Lorissa's figure, and the weak chicken fell on Vivian, who was wiping the cabinet, after tumbling in the air for an unknown number of somersaults, scaring the latter: "Ah?!"

"It's okay, it's okay, the weak chicken was courting death and teasing Lorissa just now," Hao Ren quickly ran over, explaining as he ran. "Let me see if the little one is dead…"

"She's not dead, but she seems to be frightened." Vivian reached out and showed Hao Ren. The little weak chicken was curled up into a small ball in her hand, shivering. The last time Hao Ren saw the little thing like this was in the "combat power test" designed by Corvus 12345, when this unlucky figurine was almost beaten to death by a group of cats and dogs.

Hao Ren took the weak chicken over, checked it to make sure there were no injuries, and then frowned: "To be honest, don't you feel like this little thing has been acting strangely lately?"

Vivian was puzzled: "Strangely?"

"Since the last time she inexplicably emitted some light, this guy has become more and more quiet, and sometimes it feels like she can understand human speech," Hao Ren frowned. "That's also the case just now. In fact, she sat next to Lorissa and listened to the lecture for a long time before suddenly *biu*ing people…"

Vivian's expression became serious: "Is Lorissa's lecture really that boring?"

Hao Ren: "… Ahem, I don't think that's the problem…"

"Then I don't understand," Vivian shook her head. "After all, she's an evil thought entity. Who knows what's going on in her head? And speaking of which, doesn't she have no brain at all… Hmm?"

Vivian suddenly stopped in the middle of her sentence, then turned her head to look in a certain direction, with a rather puzzled expression on her face.

Hao Ren didn't know what had happened: "What's wrong?"

"Did someone call me just now?" Vivian turned her head back in confusion. "I just don't know where it came from."

"No," Hao Ren shook his head, while looking at the few people in the living room. "Besides them, only Lily is at home now. If she called you, it would definitely be loud, and I would definitely have heard it."

Vivian rubbed her forehead: "Is that so… It seems I heard wrong again. I might be a little sleep deprived these past two days. I often hear people calling me, but they're all mistaken."

Hao Ren scanned Vivian up and down a few times: "I'll go… This sounds kind of spooky, are you okay?"

"What could be wrong with me," Vivian glanced at him. "I myself am the ancestor of supernatural creatures. Which ignorant vengeful spirit dares to joke with me? I think I'm mostly just not getting enough sleep."

Hao Ren thought about it and felt that according to normal people's standards, Vivian was never not sleep deprived every day. She goes to bed at 2:30 every day and gets up before 6:00 to cook. It's a miracle that she's only feeling sleep deprived now…