"How is it? Do you remember now?"
Qian Er craned his neck to ask Professor Huo, who was almost as old as Slowpoke Sheep.
"I remember, I remember."
At once, everyone's gaze focused on them.
"Back then, humanity really didn't have any way to deal with a soul contaminated by soul poison, so they concentrated the resentment and the soul and sealed it away. Now it seems, this seal must have been broken artificially."
Professor Huo stroked his goatee, looking askance at a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion.
This was the Steel-type professor, also the person in charge of inspecting the experimental products outside the mountain this year.
Now that those experimental products had made such a big commotion right under their noses, she would definitely bear the main responsibility.
"Senior Huo, Dean, colleagues, this is my dereliction of duty. After this matter is over, I will voluntarily go to the Old Sky Curtain Bull's territory to guard against the myriad races."
The middle-aged woman's sallow face turned green and white.
She felt ashamed.
She used to be someone who came down from the battlefield of the myriad races, but she didn't expect to crash here.
At this moment, the killing intent in her heart soared, and she couldn't wait to find the culprit immediately and inflict extreme punishment.
"Haha, you girl, you're just pretending to be tough in this kind of place. If you really wanted to be tough, what were you doing before?"
Professor Huo laughed heartily, but he didn't hold back at all, tearing off the Steel-type professor's face and rubbing it on the ground without any mercy, then spitting on it twice.
Knowing that she was in the wrong, the Steel-type professor said nothing, accepting all of Professor Huo's ridicule, the anger in her heart growing even stronger, but not towards Professor Huo, but towards the culprit.
"Alright, Senior Huo, say a little less. Do you still remember how to set up the original formation for this seal?"
The Dean came up with a smile to smooth things over, as the important thing right now was the matter at hand.
As for using the original formation, no one had even considered it, after all, the formation had been tampered with by the mastermind, and no one knew whether restarting the formation would cause any other problems.
So at this time, setting up a new one was the best way.
"I remember, I remember, just leave it to me. I'll probably need twenty minutes to set up a small formation. Little Qian, you come and help me out, so that this old man can enjoy the feeling of being assisted by an Flame Country King before I die."
Professor Huo put his hands behind his back, hunching over, like a very normal old man. He smiled and waved to Qian Er, signaling him to come over.
"Alright."
To this, Qian Er did not hesitate, directly agreeing and walking to Professor Huo's side, calmly looking at him.
Professor Huo was stunned for a moment, then patted his thigh and laughed heartily.
"Haha, good, good, you're really good. Before, I thought you would be so arrogant that you wouldn't even look at an old man like me who's almost a thousand years old and still wandering around as a quasi-King."
In all honesty, anyone who had achieved Qian Er's accomplishments at his age would probably be like what Professor Huo said.
But Qian Er, who came out of the apocalypse, understood very well that these were all empty names, and living was the truth.
"Senior Huo is joking, let's start quickly."
Qian Er smiled softly, urging Professor Huo.
"Good, good, let's start now."
Saying that, Professor Huo opened his spatial backpack and took out a familiar-looking brush.
"This brush is made from the tip of a Gen Mountain Lion's tail. The brush handle is a leg bone of a Void Sky Crane that I cut down back then. This alien race, the Void Sky Crane, can control airflow and control the weather. Its leg bones also inherit part of this ability, which is just right for dealing with this kind of mist. The Gen Mountain Lion's power to suppress evil is even more effective against vengeful spirits and resentment. It can be said that it is specially used to outline this kind of formation."
As he spoke, the vines on his spine continued to spread, reaching into the spatial backpack and taking out a pile of bottles and jars.
Opening these bottles and jars, he poured out various powders and oils from them and mixed them according to a certain ratio, eventually forming a gray pigment.
"After repeated experiments, after confirming that the technology of the humans at that time could not purify these soul poisons, the humans at that time thought of guiding them, using these things as weapons to attack the enemy, but later, they also failed."
"In the end, there was no way, so they could only seal these resentments and dead souls. Because the soul poison and their regret for destroying their own race caused these dead souls to have extremely heavy resentment. If they were left unattended, there might be big problems."
"Do you know what method the humans at that time used to solve this?"
Professor Huo slowly used a brush dipped in pigment to outline complex patterns on the ground, while explaining to Qian Er in detail, it seemed that he really wanted to teach Qian Er.
And Qian Er was stunned for a moment, then thought seriously for a moment before tentatively answering.
"Let them not remember that they destroyed their own race?"
Professor Huo grinned, his eyes full of gratification.
"Not bad, smart kid, the real answer is dreams. At that time, someone suggested weaving a beautiful dream for these dead souls, a dream where they never perished, and dreams are the foundation of this seal."
As he spoke, he used the brush to outline a huge symbol, and at the same time pointed to the symbol and said to Qian Er, this symbol represents dreams in formation studies.
"Nightmare?"
Qian Er asked subconsciously.
"That's right, the nightmare appeared after this formation. At that time, after the humans saw that beautiful dreams had a very good effect on these dead souls, they immediately thought of using dreams to deal with other races, but they didn't expect to mess it up. Until you later solved the existence of the nightmare, because of this, you deserve to be a King."
"But if it's dreams, I might be able to help."
Qian Er stood up and said, if we're talking about dreams, the River-Crossing Flower, which has the same talent as the nightmare, can be said to be the ancestor of playing with dreams.
"Don't worry, dreams are the foundation of this formation, but they are not everything. If you want to seal them, you can't just rely on a dream."
Professor Huo smiled and stopped Qian Er, continuing to outline on the ground. Time passed by minute by minute. Finally, a formation that occupied about ten square meters, with symbols that were so complicated that it made people dizzy at a glance, was completed with the last stroke.
"Finally, there's this."
Standing up, Professor Huo once again took out a pinkish-purple hook claw from the spatial backpack. Vines spread from his spine, tearing the hook claw apart and scattering it evenly in every corner of the formation.
In an instant, the formation emitted a hazy light. The surrounding black mist suddenly began to boil, as if it had been provoked.
But it strangely did not dissipate.
"Haha, as expected, this old man was right. You really do have intelligence. Although I don't know what you are, it's a pity, you've been deceived."
Seeing this, Professor Huo chuckled, the gray light pillar emitted from the formation in front of him soaring into the sky, illuminating the surrounding black mist.
Around them were the Dean and other professors, all fully armed and ready to go.
This was not a sealing formation at all, but a positioning formation.
These professors were all knowledgeable people. When they saw the first symbol outlined by Professor Huo, they realized that something was wrong and immediately became vigilant.
