But he was still disguising himself as a human. If a human used special abilities, wouldn't his own pet be surprised? What if, like the previously too fragile human, he fainted and died?
Then he would really have to go through the trouble of finding a new human to raise.
Lin Jingdu seriously withdrew his gaze and said, "Wait for me a moment."
After saying this, he turned around, and a book titled "Human Raising Manual" appeared out of thin air in his hand. He silently flipped through several pages until he finally found the explanation about using powers.
[…Although most humans don't have supernatural abilities, they firmly believe Hogwarts School exists, and that there must be fairy godmothers in the world.—So, how you use your power depends on the situation. Don't be too flashy; that's my advice.]
Satisfied, Lin Jingdu put the book away and turned around, meeting the man's complex and speechless gaze.
It was as if saying, I'm about to faint, and you still have the leisure to fiddle with things.
"Don't worry," Lin Jingdu reassured, "I have a way."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's soft and cool hand covered the man's abdomen.
The muscles tightened again, Yue Peihui's lips moved, almost about to say "Don't touch."
But soon, a strange expression appeared on his face.
Lin Jingdu didn't notice the change in his expression; the boy was fully focused on feeling the warmth and rise and fall of the skin beneath his palm.
Black mist slowly seeped into Yue Peihui's skin. The man's expression changed slightly, his black eyes filled with killing intent: "You…"
"Don't move, I'm not harming you." The boy's soft voice carried a hint of command; his heterochromatic eyes focused intently on the wound.
Of course, an Evil God wouldn't know any healing spells, but he did know a bit about exchange magic.
What he was doing now was simply transferring all the negative effects on the man to one of his own tentacles.
Sacrificing one tentacle was no big deal for an Evil God; it would grow back in a second, easy and convenient, and not very painful.
Time passed by the second. The man's nerves were overwhelmed by severe illness, injuries, and fatigue. As the horizon began to lighten slightly, his heavy eyelids finally closed, and his breathing became calm and steady.
He fell asleep defenseless in front of a monster he couldn't trust.
It was also the first time he had fallen into a deep sleep after suffering from insomnia.
His last consciousness briefly flashed: Strange, why does it seem like he…
…is not rejecting the touch of the strange phenomenon.
As the breathing beside him gradually evened out, Lin Jingdu paused.
The reason he fell asleep so soundly was not because the man had lost his guard, but because someone had silently added a sleep curse to the exchange magic.
After all the spells were cast, the boy withdrew his hand, his eyes locking onto Yue Peihui's sleeping face without blinking.
He stared at the man sleeping somewhat restlessly on the bed for a long time, then reached out and pressed the man's cheek.
The cold fingertips left slight indentations on the soft, warm skin. Lin Jingdu felt somewhat satisfied.
Alive, warm, breathing.
The human he was raising.
Adorable.
[Author's Note]
Buyer Lin Jingdu gave the "Human Raising Manual" a poor review: Some parts are outdated.
The author of "Human Raising Manual" replied: Don't blame the public for individual peculiarities.
