Chapter 2534: Giselle’s Idea
“It’s no use. I’ve discovered that the Inner Eye will grow back sooner or later, and I’ll continue to suffer the nerve-wracking pain. I can’t bear that,” Lorna said, frowning.
“However, the madness of the Inner Eye can be controlled. Even Father was only half-mad, and he could still continue his chemical research, right? As long as I can learn to shut down the Inner Eye, I won’t passively receive information.”
I could understand Lorna’s feelings. The sensation of something rooting and growing in one’s brain, only to repeatedly try and regrow, was unbearable. While not intensely painful, the persistent nature of it was difficult to endure.
Since I started studying medicine, I’d gained a deeper understanding of the saying “good people die young, while villains live for a thousand years.” It was similar to how germs in the human body would multiply rapidly given even a little nourishment, or how cultured strains in the laboratory would cry out, “Ah, the temperature is a bit high today! I’m going to die!”
Cancer cells could proliferate endlessly, continuing to divide even after their host died. Yet, normal human cells constantly aged, eventually succumbing to senescence.
Lorna’s condition was similar. A slight injury to the normal human nervous system would result in direct paralysis, incurable for life. But the mutated optic nerves were like wildfire, impossible to extinguish, constantly entangling her.
The pain, akin to being plagued by an incurable disease, was something most people couldn’t withstand. It was natural for Lorna to want to break free, but what awaited her was likely not liberation, but an endless struggle with the Inner Eye.
Now, she wanted to obtain her father’s knowledge and inherit his research, yet at the same time, she wished to escape the discomfort of the pain in her head. Thus, she wanted to suppress the Inner Eye. It was her own thing, and I couldn’t easily refuse.
Even if I truly refused, Lorna, being obedient and well-behaved, likely wouldn’t be too persistent. But the Inner Eye would eventually regenerate in her brain. Would I have to remove it again then?
I carefully chose my words: “Lorna, you should think clearly. The Inner Eye is not that easy to control. Although your strength is much greater than your father’s, and you’re stronger than you were before, whether you can control it is still uncertain.”
“I’m willing to adapt slowly, to learn how to control…” Lorna had just started speaking halfway when Giselle, who had remained silent until then, suddenly interjected, “I have a way.”
“Hmm?” Lorna and I both turned to look at Giselle. It was Giselle who had helped me remove the Inner Eye from Lorna’s head back then, so she might indeed have a solution.
Thinking about the method she used to extract the Inner Eye, I suddenly realized something: “Don’t tell me you’re referring to that?!”
“Precisely, the Organ Transplant Technique. It’s the method we use to replace body organs. As long as the Inner Eye is baptized by the Lord and becomes a divine organ, Miss Lorna will be able to control it freely. It would be equivalent to you having conquered it,” Giselle stated.
“Don’t joke. If it were just a simple organ replacement between us, it would be easy. But to obtain a divine organ, one needs to sacrifice to the Lord of Murder, meaning killing someone, right?” I asked sternly. Giselle, as expected, still harbored ill intentions.
Giselle shook her head and smiled, “Is that difficult? As long as you find a heinous criminal or someone who has offended you, implant the Inner Eye into their body, and then kill them to extract the eyeball, the sacrifice is considered complete. Master hasn’t killed anyone before, after all.”
I fell into a state of agitation. Truthfully, I hadn’t not killed anyone; in fact, I had killed quite a few people. However, I rarely actively sought to kill. Even with sinners, I still hesitated.
Perhaps sensing my turmoil, Giselle said, “Actually, if you’re pursuing a perfect Inner Eye, killing is indeed best. But if you’re not aiming for the highest quality, then killing one intelligent creature is the minimum requirement for the Lord of Murder.”
“Intelligent creature?” I blinked. In my previous life, there was only one kind of intelligent creature: humans. But in this world, there were countless types of intelligent creatures. Any Otherworldly being could be considered an intelligent creature.
“That’s right. Master, you understand now, don’t you? Killing a Goblin counts as an intelligent creature. The trial for us to be promoted to Death Lurkers in the Murder Church requires us to murder sixteen intelligent creatures in sixteen different ways. Some people have taken a shortcut and killed sixteen Orcs, or something similar,” Giselle explained.
I was troubled again. While I wouldn’t say that the lives of Otherworldly beings also mattered, the thought of harming another creature’s life just to transplant an eye still felt somewhat cruel.
But then again, I remembered that I had done something similar before. To help the gangster boss Safah transplant artificial nerves, I had learned from a Ratmen transplantation expert. The experimental subjects were summoned Ratmen.
Dozens of Ratmen had died due to my experiments back then. Why should I hypocritically consider moral issues now? It was simply a matter of whether I wanted Lorna to implant the Inner Eye.
If Giselle’s method were adopted, Lorna could truly obtain a controllable Inner Eye. If not, an Inner Eye would eventually condense in Lorna’s brain again, within a year or two at most. A decision had to be made.
“Actually, there is another method to make the Inner Eye a divine organ without killing,” Giselle said once more, a strange glint flashing in her eyes.
“What is it?” I asked, simultaneously feeling a strange sensation that Giselle had intended to propose this plan all along, which was why she had laid out the preceding explanation.
“It’s you. Specifically, it’s your Guardian Deity. As long as the Inner Eye is implanted into your Guardian Deity, and then I kill the Guardian Deity, a perfectly controllable Inner Eye can be implanted into Miss Lorna’s body,” Giselle declared abruptly.
“My Guardian Deity? Does that count as an intelligent creature?” I asked in slight surprise.
“Of course. It can speak, communicate, and has a complete human body structure, so it can certainly be considered an intelligent creature. Past predecessors have researched that killing a clone also counts as killing,” Giselle explained.
So, the Murder Church’s so-called murder had so many loopholes. I finally understood. But thinking about it, if they couldn’t make allowances and relax the standards, with the Murder Church’s anti-human and anti-social doctrine and ritual standards, they would have been completely annihilated and eradicated long ago.
“Then wouldn’t I have to lose a Guardian Deity?” I asked. My Guardian Deities were all very important; they were my hands and eyes in other places. Losing even one would diminish my control.
“It’s not necessary. Actually, the Lord of Murder has a divine spell that allows for immortality,” Giselle said.
