[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

103: High School Student 11

This ring was the most precious object in Paracelsus's possession. The red stone that was the color of blood was the legendary fifth alchemical element, the philosopher's stone.

Zong Yan beat Paracelsus like a sandbag for a while, but his opponent barely reacted. It was only when Zong Yan took the ring that Paracelsus finally confessed, so Zong Yan knocked him out with a single punch and left, taking the ring with him.

"He stole the jade piece of R'lyeh long ago."

Yun Zhong Jun sighed and was about to reply, but his body suddenly relaxed.

A second later, the mist abruptly flowed towards him, enveloping him in a heavy cloud, then dispersed with a gust of wind.

The cold and noble god faded away like smoke. The long, ink-black hair and the luxurious crane cloak disappeared. In their place was a high school student wearing a T-shirt and shorts.

Yog casually extended one of his shadows and wrapped it firmly around Zong Yan's waist, so that he wouldn't stumble and fall when the persona card deactivated.

Zong Yan didn't respond at first. He just stared down blankly at his hands, but after a while he uneasily pushed away the nebulous shadow on his waist. He said awkwardly, "Thank you."

He hadn't used a persona card in a long time, and Yun Zhong Jun had the shortest duration of all his cards. Every use cost 70 San points and only lasted for an hour. Unlike the Sun God and the Night Watchman, it didn't have its own unique rules that reduced the cost.

After several months of touring around inside the body of an evil god, Zong Yan's San value mysteriously increased to 99 points and didn't budge again.

He'd previously guessed his San value might max out at 100 points.

"There's no need to be so formal." The gray-haired evil god wore a pleasant expression, as if he hadn't noticed Zong Yan's embarrassment and resistance.

Anyway, that was nothing. The weirdest thing was when it left, the phantasmal shadow also rubbed the black-haired teen's tailbone, either intentionally or unintentionally.

In an instant, a bioelectrical current flashed up his spine straight to his cerebral cortex. Zong Yan almost jumped in place, but when he reflexively turned to look, the Lord of the Gate had an indifferent, ascetic expression on his face, without the slightest hint of anything suspicious.

"There's no need to rush."

When Zong Yan began to feel puzzled, Yog slowly added, "The sinking and sealing of R'lyeh are closely related to the position of the stars. Even if the stars do not return, his believers must wait until certain astrological signs in the sky are properly aligned. At that time, Cthulhu's followers will perform a sacrificial ritual to try to awaken their Lord."

That was why Paracelsus hadn't been in a hurry. They'd retrieved the jade piece of R'lyeh long ago, but the South Pacific had been quiet until just recently.

"All right." Zong Yan took out his phone to figure out his schedule, then returned his attention to the ring in his hand.

Zong Yan was intrigued by the legendary philosopher's stone. After all, it was called a miracle of alchemy. It was claimed that as an energy source, the philosopher's stone could easily supply a large city with electricity for ten years.

That was amazing in itself, but not only that, alchemists could replenish a philosopher's stone's energy. That meant they could use a single gem as a perpetual motion machine indefinitely.

How could such a small gemstone contain so much power?

Zong Yan thought it was incredible.

He wanted to examine it with his fingers, but a hand intervened and stopped him.