Chapter 5: The Legacy of Friends -1

Well, after a long period of time, I have resigned myself to fate again... ? ... Huh? Why do I say 'again'?

If that friend truly dared to do such a thing, Qilan felt that she would definitely force it back into the coffin and then personally cover it with soil

If one day you are able to see this message, please accept my two middle fingers as a 'tenant'!

Jialan cautiously touched that formless existence, which felt light and lacked the "weightiness" that a soul should possess

Although there is a notion of "immortal souls" in the realm of magic, this applies only to certain powerful spirits. An ordinary soul, after departing from its corporeal vessel, will vanish without a trace in a very short period of time

This situation has exceeded the understanding of the scholar Jialan regarding the soul. In order to avoid leaving any hidden dangers, Jialan, filled with trepidation, cautiously probed his consciousness inside. However, just as he delved deeper into the "soul shell," the originally "light and airy" shell suddenly snapped shut like a mouse trap, fiercely biting off a significant portion of Jialan's consciousness.

I have made efforts, but your language is more complex than any language I know, especially the kind of language you often mention, which is completely different from the language you usually speak!

For some reason, Jialan suddenly felt a sense of sadness. After all, this detestable foreign soul could be considered the only "person" of her era. Now that it has disappeared, does it mean that she is the only one left in this world, still belonging to the memories of that time?

I once tried to attract your attention by naming the things you see through your eyes, in order to train you to learn a foreign language, facilitating our communication. However, it seems you did not notice my existence, which is not scientific

Jialan struggled to open her heavy eyelids, as if she had not fully awakened. Her eyes, devoid of focus, stared blankly at the girl in front of her. The swaying images and distorted sounds before her were terrifying, reminiscent of a devil's dance and the roar of a beast.

Well, after a long period of frustration, I have resigned myself to my fate. Perhaps my mission is to serve as a personal grandfather figure, helping you become the savior, assume the role of a great king, and marry the little princess... thus embarking on the pinnacle of life. Doesn't that sound a bit exciting? Hehe

Although it is truly dead, Qilan still feels a sense of sadness and reluctance, and is particularly worried that during its funeral, this damned friend might suddenly jump out of the coffin, laughing heartily and telling everyone that it was just a prank

Jialan's heart gradually began to swell with joy, and it was understandable. A foreign soul that had never learned the principles of meditation, confined within a body that had an owner, could not possibly possess any means to enhance its own spiritual strength. Hundreds of years, even several hundred years, were enough to cause its soul to deteriorate to the point where it could no longer maintain a cohesive state of consciousness, gradually dissipating into the fabric of time and space. It was utterly impossible to possess any means to enhance its own spiritual strength; hundreds of years, even several hundred years, were sufficient to lead its soul to decay to the extent that it could no longer sustain a cohesive state of consciousness, thus gradually fading away in the continuum of time and space

I originally thought that it wouldn't take long for me to greatly enhance my abilities, become the savior, assume the role of a great king, marry the little princess, and thus reach the pinnacle of life. Just thinking about it makes me a bit excited, hehe

He does not belong to this era, nor does this era belong to him

Clang!

What drives me to despair is that you are actually using as many as over ten different languages at the same time, are you some kind of multilingual translator

Hey! Landlord brother, please allow me to address you this way

That was not a trap, although it violently tore Jialan's consciousness in half. In the midst of shock and anger, the recovered Jialan obtained some information left behind by the strange friend of the foreign soul within the "Soul Shell".

I do not know if you will have the chance to wake up again, but I feel that I can hardly hold on any longer. This feeling of being a mere tool for generating orders is too unbearable. I estimate that I cannot go back, so I have decided to dissipate myself, um, what is commonly referred to as 'suicide'

Theoretically speaking, according to the rule of the traveler, since I have arrived, should you not step aside and make way for the worthy

Is it still there

The foreign soul lingers within the body of Jialan in a state of residence, which allows it to avoid dissipating immediately upon the conclusion of the summoning ritual from the foreign realm. However, similarly, being confined within this shell, the strength of the soul does not receive any enhancement, and it can only sustain an existence that does not exceed one hundred years, based on the strength of an ordinary human soul.

Jialan did not know whether he should feel happy or frustrated at this moment. His mood was akin to hearing the news of a particularly troublesome friend's death. While that friend was still alive, Jialan had despised and even hated him. Whenever that friend caused a ruckus in his mind, it made him feel an impulse to strangle him.

What I never expected was that the two of us were unable to communicate, which made me realize how important it is to master a foreign language

The inexplicable sense of loneliness caused Jialan's will to wane, but when his consciousness brushed against another existence, he nearly jumped in surprise

Uncertain of how much time had passed, a girl dressed in a light blue robe gently shook Jialan's shoulder with a hint of concern, rousing him from his slumber

As a language enthusiast who has retaken the Level 4 exam eight times, I feel immense pressure regarding this matter

Finally, one day, you were unfortunately frozen by a large block of ice. I suspect you have already perished and fallen off the * picture * book, which proves my long-held suspicion: you are simply not destined to be the protagonist!

It is really gone!

However, you do not have it, and I surprisingly cannot seize control. This matter is quite frustrating for me! What frustrates me even more is that you also cannot devour my consciousness. Here we are, two grown men, sharing one body; what on earth is going on here?

It seems that this friend has truly disappeared, but why has he left behind a faint, nearly imperceptible "soul shell" that, if one is not careful, even Jialan herself may not notice

You know, existing in a state of the soul, I have long lost my sense of time. Theoretically, I should not feel bored, but in reality, watching you sleep all day is truly too boring!

I do not know which bastard put me here, nor do I understand why I am crammed into the same body as you, but this is not my fault

Jialan's body fell heavily to the ground, like a piece of wood...

You are puzzled as to why I do not simply learn your foreign language

Hello! Hello? Classmate! Sleeping here will make you sick