The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness

100. Solution

“Senior, how could you possibly be unworthy of love?”

Looking at the words recorded on the page, Mu En felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Just by reading these lines, Mu En could imagine that girl walking alone on a dark road, experiencing despair and suffering.

Yet even so, the girl remained so gentle, so strong.

Always smiling.

“I will save you, Senior, I promise I will.”

Mu En vowed once more in her heart.

……

The booklet recorded only a few experiments, just over a dozen.

But none ended in success.

This is only natural; if successful, there would be no need for Mu En to worry at all.

“But…”

Mu En’s fingers brushed over the text on the title page.

“What exactly are the materials written above?”

Combining the senior’s previous strange behavior, Mu En began to speculate.

But confirmation was still needed.

He continued to flip through the pages.

The rest were large blank spaces, the records had come to an end.

Although it seemed there would be no further discoveries, out of caution, Mu En meticulously turned each page.

At that moment, on the last page, something suddenly floated out from the layers of the title page.

Mu En’s quick reflexes allowed him to catch the paper, which resembled a withered leaf.

It was a fragment of a page.

The edges bore black marks as if burned by flames, and the paper was filled with an ancient aura visible to the naked eye. The dense text on it was even harder to decipher than the ancient characters found in the tomes on the bookshelf.

“This is…”

Although he couldn’t understand it, just looking at this fragment made Mu En’s heart race uncontrollably.

His intuition told him this was what he had been searching for.

……

……

“This is Elysian script.”

Within the space that once again bloomed with a sea of flowers, Teacher Meila, who was busy with something, glanced at the fragment when she took it and immediately raised an eyebrow, revealing a look of keen interest.

“Is there really still Elysian script left in this world? How rare.”

“Elysian? I don’t think I’ve heard of it.”

“Of course you haven’t heard of it. The nation of Elysia was destroyed over two hundred years ago.”

“Destroyed?”

Not annihilated, but… destroyed?

“That’s right, it was destroyed by the evil god. According to later observations, it was likely due to that moon.”

Teacher Meila’s tone showed no change; for her, it seemed to be a trivial matter.

“Perhaps someone in that nation did something outrageous, drawing the attention of that moon, which ultimately led to their destruction, with hundreds of thousands becoming the evil god’s fodder.”

“What… doesn’t the Church of Life intervene?”

“How could they intervene? No matter how powerful the Church of Life is, it can’t monitor the entire continent, and such events are too common on the continent. Basically, every few decades, there’s bound to be an incident like this. A small nation like Elysia, with only a few hundred thousand people, has no capacity to resist in the face of the evil god’s threat.”

If it could buy a little more time, perhaps it could wait for the rescue from the teachings of life. Unfortunately, due to its own weakness, it ultimately ended up in a fate that didn’t even qualify for being recorded in the official history.

Teacher Meila shook her head, too lazy to even show a hint of regret.

When the years experienced stretch too long, some things that were once significant naturally begin to feel numb.

“Is that so…”

Watching the life and death of hundreds of thousands, yet not even making a ripple in the river of history.

Mu En couldn’t help but sigh.

However, Mu En now had no time to lament over matters long buried in time; he was more concerned about other pressing issues.

“Then… Teacher Meila, can you translate the text above?”

“Of course.”

Teacher Meila’s amber-like red eyes glanced at Mu En, her small nostrils disdainfully flaring:

“How could you even ask such a question? Boy, are you questioning my knowledge?”

“Of course not, how could I?”

Mu En moved closer with a flattering smile, kindly massaging Teacher Meila’s shoulders, “I just saw you were busy, worried you might tire yourself out.”

“Hehe, let’s just say you think that way.”

With a cold smirk devoid of expression, Teacher Meila paused her work and began to translate the remaining pages.

The translation was quick; within a few minutes, all the text recorded on the pages transformed in Teacher Meila’s mind into comprehensible information.

Yet her expression gradually grew serious.

This made Mu En feel tense as well.

“What’s wrong?”

“This is a method.”

Teacher Meila narrowed her eyes, speaking with an unusual hint of uncertainty:

“A method to treat… Serpent Transformation Disease.”

“Really… really?”

Upon hearing Teacher Meila’s words, Mu En nearly jumped up in excitement:

“Can Serpent Transformation Disease really be cured? How is it treated? What does the text say?”

“Tears of True Love.” Teacher Meila slowly uttered those four words.

“Tears of True Love?”

In an instant, Mu En thought of the necklace he gave to his senior.

He also recalled the “materials” in his senior’s experimental records.

Indeed, just like when his senior suddenly asked him to collect classmate Shali’s tears, those materials must be the tears left by someone who “holds love in their heart.”

This also aligns with the four characters “Tears of True Love.”

“What else is there?”

Mu En continued to look forward with eager anticipation for the following text; after all, no matter how one thought about it, the phrase “Tears of True Love,” without any prerequisites, was far too broad.

However, after waiting for a long time, he only saw Teacher Meila shake her head:

“There’s nothing more; just those four characters.”

“Four characters?”

Mu En widened his eyes, shaking the tattered page filled with dense, intricate writing in his hand, “But there are so many words on this?”

What kind of English to Chinese translation is this? Could it really be that such a lengthy text translates to just four characters?

“Those words have been distorted.”

“Eh? Distorted, what does that mean?”

“It means they cannot be translated.”

Teacher Meila snatched the tattered page back, snapping her fingers.

A crystal, glistening and radiant, appeared behind her, reflecting a pure light that seemed to come from nowhere, illuminating the tattered page.

In an instant, the dense writing on the page vanished, leaving only a few lonely words, pitifully remaining on the tattered page.

“Some kind of power affected those words, turning them into something akin to…”

Teacher Meila tilted her head and thought for a moment: “Something like the meaningless mosaics found in certain books often read by you adolescents in your puberty.”

“This metaphor…”

Mu En couldn’t help but twitch his lips, but then quickly realized, his face turning pale as he said:

“So, the method recorded on the tattered page is incorrect?”

“No, quite the opposite; this actually proves its correctness because erroneous things hold no value in being deliberately concealed.”

After a brief moment of tension and confusion, Teacher Meila once again stared intently at the tattered page, stroking her smooth chin, revealing an intrigued expression:

“Interesting, I never expected that someone could actually cure the snake transformation disease, yet still foolishly think about passing down this method. The calamity cast by the evil god is not so easily dispelled; perhaps it was for this reason that the original Aesop attracted the gaze of the moon, inviting destruction?”

“Then can Teacher Meila unravel this power?”

“No.”

Teacher Meila sighed and shook her head:

“Clearly, this power comes from the evil god, hinting at and being a mental force, which is precisely what the moon is adept at. The thing imposed upon these words is already akin to a certain rule; no one can unravel it, not even I.”

“Not even you, Teacher?”

Receiving this disappointing answer, Mu En immediately felt a bit disheartened.

However, he quickly perked up again.

At least this time, it has proven that hope exists, hasn’t it?

There is no reason to give up.

“But since the evil god has the ability to erase this information, why would they specifically leave these four words?” Mu En couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled.

“Hehe, to give you a glimmer of hope, then watch you struggle in the maze they deliberately set up for you, just like a little bug chasing after a light that can never be reached in the darkness. Isn’t that the evil god’s twisted sense of humor?”

Teacher Meila smirked, tilting her head as she examined Mu En, a hint of enlightenment flickering in her crimson eyes, as if she saw through everything:

“Oh my, I was wondering why you looked so off. It seems another fool has willingly entered the maze to suffer and struggle.”

“Let’s just say I’m a fool,” Mu En forced a bitter smile.

If I weren’t a fool, I wouldn’t have fallen to this state.

“Since that’s the case, I’ll give you, my foolish disciple, a reminder.”

Teacher Meila sighed helplessly:

“Who told me I’m also a fool’s teacher?”

“Reminder?”

Mu En’s eyes lit up, feeling so moved that he almost wanted to rush over and hug Teacher Meila’s fair and tender thigh.

In critical moments, the big shots are indeed reliable.

“Though I call it a reminder, it’s really just my personal speculation.”

Teacher Meila placed her hands behind her back and turned to gaze into the distance. Despite her petite figure, in Mu En’s eyes, her silhouette seemed to grow immensely tall.

At that moment, Mu En heard a massive rumble; the enormous gears hidden beneath the sea of flowers began to turn again, and the colossal mechanical structure rose from the ground, enveloping this false sky and earth.

It was as if… something was being concealed.

“The Tear of True Love, it sounds like a very broad term. Without any prerequisites, it could refer to a potion, a spell, even a gem, or a necklace.

However, I prefer to think… it refers to the tears themselves.”

“Tears themselves?”

“Exactly. Because the so-called snake transformation disease, compared to the changes in body and appearance, is fundamentally an erosion of the spirit. I don’t believe that something lifeless can reverse this spiritual erosion; it’s more likely to be something evolved from a strong emotion.”

“So that means…”

Mu En’s eyes brightened.

The directions of the experiments the senior had conducted before were correct?

But she just hadn’t found someone who truly harbored love, which led to her failure?

“But—”

Teacher Meila shot a glance at Mu En, suddenly changing her tone:

“I think it’s not that simple.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mentioned before, that moon is quite skilled at giving certain hints, so within this answer they deliberately left behind, there might also be some kind of suggestion.”

This does not mean the answer is wrong, it just means…”

Teacher Meira extended her hand, grasping at the air as if trying to catch something, but her palm remained empty.

“A certain obvious, very important condition or factor, clearly right in front of us, yet it feels as if it has been obscured by a spell, so much so that even I failed to notice it.”