Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 987 - 54: The Fool_3

"Mikhail, Mikhail! Hang in there! Hey!"

Just as Fisher was considering linking up with Necolia first to try to catch up on the Phoenix Species research progress, amidst the chaotic scene, Fisher keenly heard the anxious voice of Hooked Kiss. Next to him, Tangze Asuka seemed to have heard it too, and quickly patted Fisher on the shoulder, pointing in a direction to remind him,

"Mr. Fischer, Hooked Kiss and Mr. Mikhail are over there, and the Helair Angel is there too!"

Fisher looked in that direction. The first thing that caught his eye was the back of that guy Helair, followed by Mikhail lying on the ground in continuous spasms and Hooked Kiss squatting beside him, seemingly administering Healing.

Seeing that something was wrong over there, Fisher and Tangze Asuka ran over. It wasn’t until they got closer that they realized Mikhail wasn’t having spasms; he was tightly restrained by Helair’s circular dawn rays. He was struggling the whole time, so from a distance, it looked especially like spasms.

At this moment, Mikhail’s eyeballs were constantly trembling within his sockets, moving erratically, his gaze unfocused and blank, yet his expression maintained an innocent smile, as if he was seeing something beautiful, mumbling in his hometown dialect,

"Snow, mom, come quickly, it’s snowing!"

Tangze Asuka pressed her lips together. After all, hearing such words from Mikhail, a man in his forties with a mature, frosty face, was extremely discordant, and this discordance was the direct terror others felt when experiencing mental illness. She couldn’t help but hide behind Fisher, a bit afraid to look at Mikhail, who was continuously struggling on the ground.

Fisher also squinted his eyes, looking at Mikhail’s attached Prosthetic Eye and the right arm still exuding a dangerous glow. He turned his head to look at Helair, only to find her arms crossed, her expression still relaxed,

"Is this what he described as..."

"Cyberpsychosis? Sort of, though it’s much better than when he first arrived. Lord Michael has previously provided a universal Healing method. As long as he doesn’t continue using these embedded prosthetics, he absolutely won’t relapse. Hooked Kiss can’t help with this illness; he can only wait for himself to stabilize. Right now, we also can’t crudely remove the prosthetics from his body, as they’ve already tightly connected to his nerves. Only Lord Michael dared to operate directly like that and succeeded..."

Fisher didn’t speak further, only watched Mikhail continue to have a fit on the ground, incidentally slightly blocking Tangze Asuka’s view behind him.

However, Helair next to him seemed to suddenly think of something amusing. She turned her head gossipingly towards Fisher and Tangze Asuka and said in a low voice,

"Speaking of which, you wouldn’t know, but when he just arrived at the Holy Land, he went completely mad, similar to now, seeing who knows what... At that time, Lord Michael took him back to the forge room, and then he apparently mistook Lord Michael for his wife..."

"Hey hey hey hey hey!" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Fisher was slightly taken aback, not yet reacting, while Tangze Asuka behind him had already peeked out half of her head in surprise, perhaps ignited by the flame of gossip, leading her to hurriedly ask Helair in front of her,

"Then what happened, what happened?"

Helair spread her hands, chuckled, and shook her head,

"Who could know what happened next? Back then, he was taken to the Fifth Day by Lord Michael alone. I only heard about it when Lord Michael left, and I saw him touch Lord Michael’s face... Although just as soon as he touched Mikhail’s right hand, Lord Michael forcibly detached it. But who knows? Lord Michael is a completely neutral Angel; anything is possible. Of course, it’s also possible that nothing happened between them, and Lord Michael was only somewhat interested in his technique. After all, Lord Michael has quite a peculiar temperament~"

Fisher didn’t comment, perhaps not because he didn’t want to say anything, but rather he simply didn’t have time to express his opinion.

For some reason, it seemed as if just as their conversation about Michael began, the Mikhail over there suddenly kicked out with both legs, lost consciousness, and quieted down completely.