Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Freddy was aware of Ryan's abilities.

In its eyes,

although Du Wei and the Evil Spirit Du Wei were devils among devils, Ryan was no less than these two devils.

The ability of Wishful Thinking, simply a BUG.

If it hadn't been for the early death of Ryan Hamel, given twenty years to grow, he would have, at the least, been on par with the likes of Matthew, and he might even have become the ceiling level in combat power.

The unsolvable among the unsolvables.

But regrettably, Ryan Hamel died.

What was left was a mental patient named Ryan, who had forgotten all his memories and had a peculiar way of thinking.

Had it not been for Freddy being unable to disclose Ryan's abilities, it would have informed Du Wei and Ryan long ago.

Yet even so.

Freddy was well aware that there was no way Ryan could fall ill, let alone catch a cold unless something was indeed wrong with Ryan.

It immediately said in an anxious tone, "Ryan, don't scare me, okay? I'm still counting on you to bring me back to life properly, so you better not die on me."

Ryan sneezed and snapped angrily, "Great, you, Freddy, dare to curse me!"

Freddy was confused, "I'm comforting you, besides, you were the one who first said you might die."

Ryan spoke dissatisfiedly, "So what? Are you using reason with me? I'm a noble, you're a slave, there's a natural class chasm between us."

"I can say whatever I want, but you can't!"

"Because you're not worthy, got it?"

Freddy's face darkened, the corners of its mouth twisted to reveal its ferocious teeth, grinding audibly.

"To hell with talking to you, fuck!"

Ryan spat, "Ha... phooey, fuck off!"

A spit.

Landing precisely on Freddy's face.

That made it even more broken, and thoughts of wanting to die once again flooded its mind.

But at that moment,

over the phone, Ryan suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "I've found the director's phone signal..."

"Hello, hello, hello, is that the director?"

The next second,

Du Wei's calm voice came from behind Freddy, "It's me, long time no see, Ryan."

Upon hearing this,

Freddy turned its head to look immediately.

And then, it saw Du Wei, dressed in a black coat, with no expression on his face, walking out from the autopsy room behind it.

"Du the Devil, you've come at the perfect time. This crazy Ryan is bothering me again, you talk to him quick."

Du Wei glanced at the thick spit on Freddy's face.

He felt a bit disgusted.

Grabbing the floating phone, he took a deep breath and said, "Ryan, how have you been doing at Dusk Bell Psychiatric Hospital recently?"

Cell phones didn't have signal on the plane.

The trip from New York to the Wittebach family took a long time.

Therefore, the only option was to sleep.

And that was what led to the happenings in the dream.

Ryan on the other end of the phone immediately started to complain, "Director, Dusk Bell Psychiatric Hospital is simply unbearable, the weather has been cold lately, I even caught a cold, I feel like I'm going to die, you know, I've never been sick from childhood till now, could it be that I have some terminal illness?"

"I've just become a noble at such a young age, haven't even had fun with a handful of women, I don't want to die!"

Du Wei raised his eyebrows, and he really wanted to say he didn't know that Ryan had never been ill from childhood till now.

But thinking of a possibility,

his heart immediately became alarmed, "How did you catch a cold?"

Ryan said, "That day, it seemed like some idiot was whispering in my ear that he was my 'whatever ability', and then something about being called Ryan Hamel, and then I caught a cold."

"You don't know, Director, the welfare at Dusk Bell Psychiatric Hospital is not good at all, I'm having a tough time, and I even had to snatch a blanket from James. It almost froze me to death."

Du Wei frowned deeply, "Why would that be..."

Ryan was not human; he was Ryan Hamel's Evil Spirit Transformation Ability. Although he had a self-consciousness and seemed no different from a "normal person" on the outside,

he was, in fact, not human.

How could a non-human entity catch a cold that only humans could get?

Unless Ryan was turning into a human.

Right then and there.

Du Wei asked, "Do you feel anything wrong with your body?"

Ryan muttered from the other end of the line, "No, I just feel weak all over, then I cough and feel cold, ah... I've been having yellow urine lately, James won't let me just pee anywhere in his room anymore."

Du Wei was choked up.

He said with hesitation, "If it's just a cold, it shouldn't be a big deal. Drink more hot water and take medicine on time, and you should recover soon, a week at most."

"A cold is no sickness."

Ryan exclaimed, "Oh," but then said, "With those words from you, Director, I feel relieved, but I miss you so much. I don't want to stay in Dusk Bell anymore. I feel it's not a nice place, always so gloomy and abnormal."

Du Wei comforted him, "Psychiatric hospitals are all like that, looking gloomy. Many hospitals are even haunted. You'll get used to it."

While saying this.

Du Wei added apologetically, "Actually, I was planning to come get you from Dusk Bell in the next couple of days, but something came up with my girlfriend, and I'm currently on a plane, preparing to see her and then go to a far place. I won't be able to come back for a while."

Ryan felt a bit disappointed but still said, "Then you should attend to your matters first, Director. I can stay a few more days in Dusk Bell. Remember to visit me when you have time."

For Ryan.

Apart from Director Duwei, he had no friends in this world, nor anyone to confide in.

The only one, James, was a patient in his eyes.

He just felt, the Director was the best to him.

After all, he had been promoted from Doctor Ryan to Baron Ryan.

Yet, regrettably.

Ryan's simple trust as a psychiatric patient always left Du Wei with a mix of feelings.

Therefore.

Du Wei stated with unwavering determination, "Ryan, the Director promises you, once I'm done dealing with my girlfriend's matter, I will immediately come to Dusk Bell to bring you back."

"I will give you a perfect ending."

Ryan made an "ah" sound, "A perfect ending, really?"

Du Wei spoke gravely, "Really."

Ryan immediately became excited, "Then I want to be an Emperor..."

Du Wei said with a chuckle, "Fine, you will be an Emperor when the time comes."

...

The space was cramped.

Enclosed and dark...

This was the interior of a stone coffin.

Suddenly...

A voice arose, "Who would have thought that I would meet you in this way, it's a pity, my time is running out, and so is his."

Immediately after, the voice disappeared into thin air.

If Du Wei could hear this voice, he would probably find it unbelievable because it sounded exactly like Ryan's, but the tone of speech was very coherent.

That was Ryan Hamel.

This man, whose situation Du Wei found regrettable, was still inside one of Boine's Three Stone Coffins.

And.

If one were to open this stone coffin and enter, they would discover.

A pattern with hands slowly emerged inside the coffin…