The System is Abstract, Luckily, So Am I

Chapter 154 : The Mother-Son Relationship Has an Incurable Scar

Because he was in a public place, Lin Li did not materialize it.

As a good young man of the new era, Lin Li's mind was naturally full of things below the belt.

By the heavens above, if I absorb all the lewd thoughts of others into the bottle, and then accumulate and concentrate them to output to one person, what will happen?

Lin Li smiled evilly.

He was so looking forward to Bai Bufan becoming like this.

Zhou Baowei would also do.

However, this thing still needed to be refined. Hopefully, it wouldn't be difficult. He would see when he got home.

Also, was this magic treasure from the righteous path in the cultivation world? What kind of magic treasure's activation condition was to nourish it with the essence and blood of a cultivator or a spirit beast?

Isn't this f*cking involved with the underworld?

Isn't this a magic treasure that only evil cultivators would use?

Fortunately, it had fallen into his hands. Lin Li didn't even dare to think about what would happen to this world if this thing fell into the hands of those good people.

This magic treasure would definitely be destroyed or sealed. What a pity.

With this thought in mind, Lin Li immediately drove home, clicked "delivered" on the takeout order that was more than an hour late, and once again worked for the platform for free.

The capitalists were making a killing.

Returning to his room, he closed the door. Because his mom never entered without permission, Lin Li did not lock it.

Then he materialized the "Emotion and Desire Containing Bottle".

The bottle was entirely black but crystal clear porcelain. It was not large. Lin Li could almost hold it entirely in one hand. Its shape was close to a jade purification bottle, with a slender neck. The bottle was less than twenty centimeters tall, and the neck accounted for nearly half of it.

It's so small, it doesn't even qualify as a chamber pot.

"Ding, ding, ding."

Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it's a good porcelain bottle.

As expected of a magic treasure, it didn't even break when he used it to hammer the table. He didn't know what material it was made of.

The neck of this bottle was quite comfortable to hold. Perhaps the original idea of the design was to use it as a hammer. If it was the "Emotion and Desire Containing Bottle", perhaps it could defeat a hydraulic press.

But he'd better not test it. He should still respect the magic treasure.

Lin Li tried to fill it with water, but no strange phenomenon occurred.

He took a sip, and Lin Li didn't die.

After a series of tests, the current "Emotion and Desire Containing Bottle" was just a super-duper hard porcelain bottle.

Considering that magic treasures usually recognized their owners by dripping blood, Lin Li took out his Pingjiang Warrior's medal and prepared to prick himself.

After thinking about it, he decided against it.

This thing had already pricked Baowei. What if Baowei had some minor diseases like AIDS? He didn't want to get infected.

There was another way. Lin Li took out two wads of paper from his pants pocket.

"Ah Ping, do you suck nosebleeds? If you don't want to, just shake your head. I won't force you," Lin Li asked.

"Emotion and Desire Containing Bottle": "..."

It didn't shake its head, so it seems it sucks.

When the red tissue was pressed against the porcelain bottle, it was quickly absorbed. A few seconds later, the wad of paper was only left with a faint light red.

Good bottle, not a picky eater. Lin Li was very gratified.

But there was no owner recognition behavior because of this. Was his blood considered the blood of a cultivator as a sacrifice by default?

Refining is not by blood?

Lin Li had no choice but to take out the all-purpose spirit stone, try to guide the spiritual energy to the right hand holding the bottle, and then try to refine it.

The dissipated spiritual energy was quickly absorbed by the porcelain bottle, and then a faint connection really began to be established between himself and the bottle.

It seems this is the correct way to refine it. Dripping blood to recognize the owner does not apply to it.

Forty minutes later, the two spirit stones in his inventory were exhausted. The connection with the "Emotion and Desire Containing Bottle" had been strengthened a lot, but it had not yet reached the critical point where he could use it. It was still a little short.

He could only wait until tomorrow.

After returning the "Emotion and Desire Containing Bottle" to the [Warehouse], it was already close to five o'clock. He had to go eat now and then go to school.

"Mom will take you to school later," Wu Min said to Lin Li when he was about to finish his meal.

"Alright, I can finally experience a little bit of the warmth of home in this life. I'm no longer lonely..." Lin Li began to be tragic.

Then his head was knocked by the end of a chopstick.

If the road wasn't blocked, a car was really much faster than a bicycle. In less than ten minutes, the school was in sight.

If the school allowed riding electric scooters to school, he would have his mom buy him one.

"The leftovers in the refrigerator, if you still want to eat them tonight or tomorrow, just take them out and heat them up. If you don't want to eat them, just throw them away," Wu Min said as she unlocked the car door when they were parked at the school gate.

"You're going to work again?" Lin Li asked.

"Yeah, I'm going directly to Shangang for a business trip later. I should be back for National Day. You have to take care of yourself during this time," Wu Min nodded.

Carrying his schoolbag, Lin Li, who pushed the door open and got out of the car, was silent, his upper teeth biting his lower lip.

Lin Li's silence immediately made Wu Min feel bad. She said to Lin Li a little awkwardly, "Don't be sad, Ah Li. National Day is not far away. Mom will be back soon. I don't want to either. I'm also sad, but I just want to earn more money for you..."

"Mom, I'm not sad. I'm so happy and free that you're leaving," Lin Li raised his palm in front of him in a stop gesture, interrupting Wu Min's sentimentality.

He had long been accustomed to being separated more than together.

If he couldn't take this, Lin Li would have long become the king of depression. Maybe he would be three years old by now.

Wu Min: "?"

This f*cking child.

I was moved for nothing.

"I wasn't silent because of that," Lin Li took a deep breath.

"Then what's wrong?" Wu Min was confused.

"Sister Min, tell me—, how am I supposed to get home tonight?" Lin Li turned his head and looked in the direction of his home. His eyes were misty and carried a hint of sadness. Hometown, what a strange and familiar word. So close, yet seemingly so far.

"You ride your bike back yourself. You've been home so many times. It's not like you don't know the way," Wu Min answered immediately, even more confused.

"Sister Min, then where's my bike?" Lin Li turned his head back and looked straight at Wu Min, his voice suddenly clear and no longer misty, "I thought you were taking me to school today and would also pick me up after school tonight."

Wu Min: "..."

Lin Li's bicycle seemed to have gone home a little earlier than him.

Wu Min was not sad anymore, but a little embarrassed.

Gas pedal, start; engine, roar; little car, hurry up and move.

Fortunately, it was her own son. If she screwed him over, she screwed him over. Just treat it as he deserved it.

"Be careful when you walk home at night. Boys also need to protect themselves when they are outside."

The car just patted its butt and drove away in front of Lin Li, without any hesitation. Only Wu Min's words were left in the air.

Wu Min is such a good mother. She even treated Lin Li to exhaust fumes before she left. So generous.

Lin Li gritted his teeth and looked at the disappearing rear of the car.

My mom, so irresponsible.

She only kills but doesn't bury. I should have just ridden my bike here myself.

...

On the second-floor corridor, because the evening self-study session had not yet officially started, the boys were gathered here as usual, looking at the hazy moon in the sky.

"Zhang Haoyang, you're still alive," Lin Li shouted from a distance.

"Hello, my name is Wang Haoyang now. This is my father, Wang Ze. It's a pleasure to meet you," Zhang Haoyang said immediately.

Lin Li: "..."

"What's so good about the moon? It's not big or round today," Lin Li came to their side. After following their gaze and taking a look, he said with no interest.

"After all, the moon of the fifteenth is only round on the sixteenth," Zhou Baowei shrugged and said.

"Then the moon is not as awesome as you. The Baowei of the fifteenth is not only round on the sixteenth, but round for this lifetime," Lin Li gave a thumbs-up.

"Damn!!"

What a vicious curse.

...

Lin Li limped into the classroom from the back door, and then was shocked to find that Bai Bufan had already arrived at school, but was not mingling with the others in the corridor.

"What are you doing, Bufan?" Lin Li asked as he put his schoolbag on his seat.

"I... am... stud... y... ing..." Bai Bufan showed the extracurricular exercise book he had bought in his hand and said with a sinister smile.

Lin Li: "..."

The two of them looked at each other and were silent for a while.

Lin Li blinked, "Bufan, you didn't prepare for this moment for a long time, did you? And you were looking forward to the scene of me being stimulated by you, right?"

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Bufan, you didn't think that this way, I would experience the pain you went through during the holiday, did you?"

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Bufan, tell me the truth. Did you just secretly laugh because you imagined my scared scene..."

"Don't say it, bro, don't say it. I'm sorry, I won't do this again," Lin Li's words were more heart-wrenching than the last, and he was right about everything. Bai Bufan was sweating a little.

"Seeing you study, I only feel gratified."

"Lin Li is so great," Lin Li said so.

"Lin Li, I'm begging you, let me go. This is the f*cking most terrifying Mid-Autumn Festival I've ever had. I don't want to study. I can't do it anymore," his body leaned back, and he covered his face with the exercise book. Bai Bufan wailed with a drawn-out tone.

"Let you go? Hehe, I will never let you go. It's forever. Didn't you like to spy on me? Thank you for your spying..." Lin Li said lightly.

"If you continue like this, I'm going to blind myself," Bai Bufan closed his eyes in pain.

"That's not necessary," Lin Li shook his head.

"Then..."

"I mean, blinding yourself is useless. I'll deliberately flip through a book next to your ear," Lin Li leaned over and said softly.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Study! Study! I bought this exercise book just to study!" Bai Bufan tried for three minutes, then sighed, "On the one hand, I say I can't do it anymore, but on the other hand, I have to continue doing it. What's the difference between my life and a movie?"

"First, you can't earn money; second, they say they can't do it anymore, but it's fake, they have fans, you don't; third, they..." Lin Li answered in a second, and he had many answers.

Bai Bufan: "..."

Damn.

"Lin Li, your words are so f*cking hurtful. Don't say it. If you say it again, I'm really going to kill myself," Bai Bufan broke down.

"Eh, Bufan, did you know? Suicide is actually a form of self-defense, because you're actually killing the person who wants to kill you. So when you want to commit suicide in the future, you should change your words to 'I'm going to defend myself'. That sounds more positive."

Lin Li immediately said his discovery with great interest and advised.

Bai Bufan: "..."

You motherf*cker.

"Lin Li, your words are getting more and more f*cking hurtful. If you continue like this, I'm really going to defend... damn, you call this positive energy? This is f*cking myself, isn't it?" Bai Bufan repeated, and then he himself was amused and laughed.

"But at least this way, the benefits are great," Lin Li added.

Bai Bufan: "...You've even linked it, haven't you? Lin Li, the person who invented you is really a genius."

Lin Li sneered, and his face also turned cold.

He would never agree with Bai Bufan's words.

Because a genius would never just kill but not bury, letting his son walk home in the middle of the night.

Wu Min! You cold and heartless person! I will never forgive you!!!

(End of Chapter)