Super Righteous Player-Chapter 1208 - 248: Decree: Dissolution (2 in 1)_2

It’s not just spiritual pollution... if I have to describe it, it’s more like being hit by the "Friendship Breakthrough Punch" or some kind of verbal jutsu, and starting to truly reflect on what I have done.

Before this, he had never thought he was wrong. This was not arrogance or confidence, but that he could not accept, and it was even less possible to agree with the possibility that "he was wrong".

He was like a hedgehog, curling into a ball, his sharp spines pointing outward. Although his posture seemed aggressive, his nature was actually conservative, timid, and cowardly.

Because his personality was originally imperfect.

Previously, Annan called him "Giant Baby," which in a sense was correct.

Not because he looked like a giant baby... but because his character was originally flawed. Like a child who has never interacted with society, his understanding of the world was extremely biased, naive, and radical.

But if you say a child lacks experience... then Professor Grey was inherently deficient.

He was originally a divided personality, the part that was discarded and unwanted. His self-protection, which did not accept any criticism, stemmed from his incomplete personality.

He inherently could not understand what "love" is, what "responsibility" is, what "morality" is. He had no concept of the continuation and reproduction of his race, therefore he did not care about children and the elderly; he disregarded the existence of society and the nation, thus he could not comprehend the importance of obeying the laws and morals.

He was like a wild child who had never been taught, who had never faced defeat or lessons. He thought he was above all.

What filled his heart was only hatred, and the various emotions that stemmed from hatred.

Jealousy, anger, vengeance, displaced aggression...

At the same time, he was not foolish or devoid of wisdom. Because he was born with knowledge, possessing wisdom and power from the moment of his birth, he also understood common sense and manners—he indeed had the capital to act arbitrarily.

As an avatar of an ancient god, there was hardly anyone who could stop him.

And now, at this moment.

The personality of Professor Grey suddenly became [complete].

By a fortunate coincidence, Annan’s Spell achieved complete success—the missing part of Professor Grey’s personality was supplemented by Annan.

Into the twisted, dark and damp recesses of his mind, like a rotting cave, suddenly a ray of light shone in.

The pupils of Professor Grey slightly constricted.

"What have I... done?"

He whispered softly, instinctively pressing his hand against his forehead.

His aggression abruptly ceased.

It’s not just the present him that stopped.

But now, the past, the future... every instance of "Professor Grey" dressed in the same attire.

Their pupils suddenly dilated—a wave of inexplicable, unspeakable fear overwhelmed them.

As if the muddled mind suddenly became enlightened, the noisy world instantly became quiet.

They did not feel happiness or tranquility, and naturally, a peaceful smile could not appear on their faces.

—It was in the moment of enlightenment that they felt a chilling horror, a shiver down their spine.

It was like just learning that the lottery ticket they had torn was a jackpot winner; having boarded the high-speed train only to suddenly realize they were on the wrong one; or the job applicant they had scolded turning out to be the chairman; or being caught in the act while cheating or committing a crime...

The common point among them was the sudden, incredibly clear realization of "what this really means." And before this, they had a vague premonition but were unwilling to believe it, unwilling to acknowledge it.

A view of the world from another layer of thought, from another perspective, roared into their minds like an avalanche, forcing them to accept and acknowledge its existence.

The chill could seep out from teeth, through finger gaps, from under eyes, behind the neck, and from every joint. It caused one’s fingers and teeth to tremble uncontrollably, joints to emit a cold creaking sound, and the sights in front became clear—as if projected by drunkenness.

The fear that Professor Grey felt was ten times, a hundred times greater.

It was the despair when everything he has pursued in his hundred years of life, everything he venerated, was diminished to nothing... yet he could only admit "it is right".

Why—

Can there be such an interpretation in this world?

Why can the gap between recognitions be so large?

The things he previously did not care about, actually have such significance? The things he discarded, overlooked, trampled on... could they be so precious?

The colors of the world seemed to have changed.

"...What am I, exactly..."

Professor Grey groaned.

His worldview was continuously shattering.

It seemed as if everything he had done came to his mind and was crossed out; yet whatever he had discarded gained value.

His personal will was crystal clear, so he was well aware that this illusion must be due to Annan’s Spell; but from another aspect, he also inherited Annan’s objective rationality, a realistic way of thinking... this allowed him to empathize with Annan’s perspective and deduce on his own that "Annan is indeed correct, it is he who is wrong," a conclusion that terrified Professor Grey even more.

—He should become better.

Professor Grey also inherited Annan’s desire for improvement.

—He should fight for others.