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After checking several times without finding any issues, he wondered if it might be related to his Divine Sea, but there was no relevant information in the existing texts. Shaking his head, he called Xiao Hei to get up and pack their things in preparation for leaving.
"Ah! If only someone could give me some guidance," Mo Wen sighed as he paused his work and gazed out the window. If only Old Lu were here; he would surely know what Mo Wen's current situation was. So far, the only two people he could trust were Xiao Hei, who had grown up under his watch and whom he had brought along, and Old Lu. In the future, he would need to accompany Xiao Hei to complete the task assigned by Old Qilin. However, this guy was quite unreliable; it seemed that Old Qilin had left him very little information, and none related to human cultivation.
The other person was Old Lu. Although Mo Wen was not pleased about being monitored by Old Lu, it appeared that Old Lu did not harbor any ill intentions toward him; otherwise, he wouldn't have spent so much effort on him in the first place. But thinking about these things was pointless now. The person who could help him was not present, and those who could assist him were nowhere to be found. The knowledge of Kung Fu came from the Neural Pavilion, and he could go there to inquire about it. After some thought, he decided against it because there might be people there who would not wish him well.
"Boss, maybe we could go to that pavilion and ask them; they might know your current situation," Xiao Hei suggested. He recalled that Kung Fu was obtained from there, and the people should be aware of the boss's condition. Mo Wen wondered why Bai De hadn't thought of this.
"If it were that simple..." Mo Wen replied dejectedly, sharing his concerns with Xiao Hei.
"Boss, although I don't quite understand human emotions, it seems to me that you have a serious case of paranoia—it's reached a point where it needs treatment." After thoroughly refining and absorbing the energy accumulated within him, Xiao Hei had returned to his original form. Aside from his size remaining unchanged, he now looked like an ordinary beast. The term "paranoia" was something Boss Mo had taught him. After leaving the Lava Sea, he had stayed in Mo Wen's Square Inch World until Mo Wen crossed the Lava Sea into Shu Cang when he finally let Xiao Hei out. Since then, they had encountered multiple robberies and even faced pursuers. Although they ultimately escaped without harm, Xiao Hei had been on edge ever since, believing those people were after his Qilin Bloodline. It was during this time that Boss Mo told him he had developed paranoia. To prove it was indeed paranoia, Boss Mo took him to a pet shop and claimed that Xiao Hei possessed the Bloodline of a Divine Beast as a Demon Beast. However, after a thorough inspection by the shopkeeper, Boss Mo was promptly thrown out. Now Xiao Hei had a deep understanding of "paranoia," and judging by Boss Mo's state, he must also be suffering from it—perhaps even more severely than himself.
"So how do you think I should treat this illness?" Mo Wen asked with a mischievous smile at Xiao Hei.
"Uh, Boss, how could someone as wise and powerful as you possibly be ill? I must have been mistaken," Xiao Hei quickly backtracked upon seeing Boss Mo's unfriendly expression.
"Good for you for being sensible; next time make sure to look carefully before speaking. Otherwise... well, you know the consequences."
"Understood, Boss! I will heed your instructions!" Seeing that Boss Mo's threat was merely verbal this time eased Xiao Hei's mind. He had been reprimanded for speaking out of turn more than once or twice before; however, what worried him most was still being deprived of a feast.
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