CHAPTER 362: CHAPTER 141: TRY?

Bologue’s hand pressed tightly against the surface of the container, his gaze excitedly watching Aimou, who was reacting. Though she still looked like an empty shell now, Bologue understood that the soul within was struggling fiercely.

Canyin’s brilliance surged through the mechanical gaps, Aimou’s perception lost, unable to precisely control her own body, her movements twisted and bizarre.

But she saw it, in the vast darkness, felt the familiar Ether reaction, and sensed Bologue’s presence.

This force transcended constraints, shattering the darkness.

Seeing this, Bologue no longer held back, the azure brilliance burned fiercely. After the triple trials, the intensity of his Ether was significantly enhanced, and the burning light in the darkness became even brighter.

"Could it be... it really worked?"

Belli watched all this from afar; she had used numerous means but couldn’t make Aimou react, yet Bologue released Ether and somehow called Aimou back.

Her eyes showed disbelief, followed by a resigned smile, muttering to herself, "I wonder what kind of feelings the teacher would have seeing this."

"Aimou? Can you hear me?" Bologue shouted loudly.

There was no response; Aimou still couldn’t hear Bologue’s words. She only sensed the presence of the Ether reaction and thus extended her hand.

But none of that mattered, the azure pupils reflected a brilliant figure, she reached out to herself like an Angel.

"Aimou, you know what to do."

Aimou seemed to hear Bologue’s whisper, the hollow pupils turning from a ghostly blue halo to a Canyin hue.

The metal palm pressed against the inner wall of the container, a transparent glass layer separated her and Bologue, no matter how much force was used, that boundary couldn’t be breached.

No, there’s no need to break it; from the start, it never could bind anyone.

Intricate patterns emerged on the metal surface, like growing vines, covering Aimou’s entire body in a blink of an eye. She couldn’t perceive the outside world, but out of trust in Bologue, she approached the light and activated Secret Energy.

Bologue remembered Aimou’s explanation of her Secret Energy, and everything that happened next was just as he expected.

After a brief delay, the metal palm began to blur, and this illusion gradually obscured Aimou’s body until her entire figure became illusory.

The barrier of the container vanished, Aimou’s hand effortlessly penetrated it, intertwining with Bologue’s fingers.

Bologue held her tightly.

The feel was icy cold, as if gripping a cold dead object, but he knew Aimou was still alive, living beneath the steel shell.

Soon, Aimou’s palm overlapped with Bologue’s. The cables grafted to Aimou’s spine severed one by one. She lost the pull, and her body fell directly down.

Penetrating the solution, breaking through the barrier, she landed straight on Bologue.

Bologue wasn’t knocked over by Aimou. At the moment their bodies touched, Canyin’s brilliance flashed, and after the bright light, only Bologue remained standing there, Aimou had disappeared.

A familiar feeling arose again, like warm water flowing over his body, with a touch of gold added to the azure light trail.

A joyous sound echoed in his mind, then chirped incessantly like hungry chicks.

Normally, Bologue would tell her to be quiet, but now, these noises were surprisingly comforting.

The tense nerves relaxed, and Bologue couldn’t help but show a smile. He looked at ease, but another person was getting nervous.

"Where is she?"

Belli looked around in a panic, wondering how Aimou could just vanish before her eyes. Disappeared right before her? This was going to be a big problem!

At this time, Bologue slowly turned his head; he looked at Belli behind layers of glass, Canyin rings floating in his azure pupils.

...

"So... the Shared Chord Body can be used like this? No one ever told me that?"

In Belli’s chaotic office, after listening to Bologue’s explanation, Belli finally understood what was going on.

Secret Power·Shared Chord Body.

Belli never thought this Secret Energy could also apply to other Condensers. It’s not Belli’s fault; Aimou had few friends, and there were very few to discuss these matters in detail. Before meeting Bologue, only Teda knew about the existence of this power.

"So, Aimou is now within you... inside your body?"

Belli sorted her thoughts, asking with an odd expression.

"To be precise, we’re overlapping, from different dimensions, but if that’s how you want to understand it, then yes." Bologue replied.

"Aimou can’t control your body, right?" Belli asked again.

"Yes, she’s like a tenant, only able to borrow my senses to perceive the world. The initiative is in my hands," Bologue continued, "but I can hear her voice in my mind, so I can act as a bridge for dialogue."

"Is that so?" Belli nodded.

At this moment, golden ripples appeared on Bologue’s body surface, and another unreal figure emerged on Bologue’s body, followed by a shadow divergence.

Aimou raised her arm, the illusion faded, a metallic entity slowly extended out, Bologue watched all this, correspondingly, this scene also reflected in Aimou’s eyes.

She saw her own cold arm, recalling everything she had seen upon arrival, Aimou was very aware of the state she was in now.

Cold, bare, and pale... This was the posture Aimou hated the most.

The boundaries of humanity were broken, she reverted to a cold Steel Body.

Belli carefully observed the power of the Shared Chord Body, her eyes gradually heated up, a strangely sickly smile appeared on her face, making Bologue shiver involuntarily.

"Why... are you smiling?"

Aimou had awakened, indeed a matter to be happy about, but Belli’s smile was too peculiar, forcing Bologue to remain vigilant.

Belli stood up, placed her hand on the back of Bologue’s chair, circled around him, her cold perfume scent overwhelmed.

Suddenly Belli leaned down, face to face with Bologue, close enough for Bologue to feel Belli’s breath, see her smooth fair neck...

"What kind of expression is that?"

Belli furrowed her brow, thinking she was still quite charming, could deceive men easily with her gestures, but facing Bologue, things were a bit different.

Bologue felt as if a predator had its eye on him, his muscles tensed, pretending to be calm, as if Belli was not a woman, but a monster that devoured people.

His gaze flickered constantly, avoiding Belli’s eyes, not daring to make eye contact, as if she was the mythical Medusa, whose gaze would petrify him into a sculpture.

Belli’s charm worked in vain with Bologue, even less effective than a promised Alchemy Armament, Belli didn’t mind her confidence being dented, after all, she wasn’t planning to prank Bologue; she truly cared about Bologue’s inner self.

"I never expected... I never expected..."

The warm breath hit him, Belli reached out, pried open Bologue’s eyelid, exposing his entire pupil, in the blue pupil, the golden halo violently trembled.

"I thought I knew you well enough, little sister."

The gentle voice entered the ear, Belli wasn’t speaking to Bologue, she was speaking to Aimou.

Bologue’s expression darkened, it’s unclear what Aimou experienced in Belli’s hands, now he could clearly sense Aimou’s panicked emotions, if not for the control of the body in his hand, Aimou would’ve bolted away by now.

Belli retreated, sat on the office desk, crossed her legs, raised her brows at Bologue, her voice undeniable.

"Let her out."

Bologue shook his head, "She doesn’t want to come out."

Belli sneered slightly, said, "Little sister, you don’t want to stay bare, do you?"

She stretched, revealing her impressive figure, looked charmingly at Bologue, while Bologue was calm, unmoved; he knew precisely it was directed at Aimou.

"Bio-mimetic coating, gel filling, hair implantation..." Belli listed the processing items, delivering the final blow, "You should know, only the Sublimation Furnace Core can do this."

Belli offered an irresistible condition.

After a fierce internal struggle, golden light trailed across Bologue’s surface, followed by another smooth, cold body stepping out, she stood obediently beside him.

"Hmm..."

Belli walked over, Aimou lowered her head, she disliked her current form, which is why she didn’t want to release Secret Energy.

"Raise your head, lift your hand, turn your head, speak..."

Belli issued commands, Aimou obediently performed the corresponding actions.

"Hmm? Several previous awakenings failed, yet this time after awakening, she regained sensory control?"

Belli was somewhat puzzled, but at least Aimou appeared very "healthy" now, entirely new-looking, her movements lively, without delay.

Bologue watched all this, when he looked at Aimou, she turned away, looking like she wanted to curl up in the corner, then Bologue recalled something, he remembered Aimou possessed human shame...

Bologue silently turned away, though just a cold Steel Body, though merely an Alchemy Puppet, though everything seemed so odd...

Bologue’s mood was very calm, like a stagnant pool.

"Stagnant pool" quietly sat aside, while another "Torrent" started exerting force.

Belli cornered Aimou, graceful face replaced by mad laughter, simultaneously with arrogant laughter continuing.

This Witch dropped pretenses, hugged Aimou, face to face shouted at her.

"Little sister! Let me try the Shared Chord Body right away!"