Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

"Jiang Lu, wait a moment, I have something to say to you, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

Zhou Baiyu called out to Jiang Lu.

Jiang Lu was still smiling in response:

"Sure, sure, Jiang Xianwu, I'm so happy, hahaha... What do you want to say to me?"

"Let's go to your house first."

"Okay, but I must arrive at Lord Aiou's place before sunset."

Jiang Lu was always very happy.

Earlier, Zhou Baiyu could still see a trace of something other than laughter on Jiang Lu's face.

But now, he found that it was no longer there.

The current Jiang Lu seemed more energetic and happier, as if immersed in great joy.

But that liveliness was gone.

It was as if something had been lost forever.

Zhou Baiyu wasn't in a hurry, as it was futile. He felt sympathy for this girl, but wasn't everyone here deserving of pity?

What he needed to do was still to find the root of all this.

After arriving at Jiang Lu's house, Zhou Baiyu then said:

"Jiang Lu, have you experienced any unhappiness in your life?"

"Not at all, hahaha... Why do you ask? Mr. Jiang Xianwu, how could I ever be unhappy hahaha."

Zhou Baiyu actually wanted that damn laughter to stop. However, he still said gently:

"I don't know when I will see you again, Jiang Lu, may I tell you some of my stories?"

"Of course, there is still plenty of time now, I'm willing to give my time to you, it must be a very happy thing, right?" Jiang Lu replied with a smile.

Zhou Baiyu wondered if her face would feel sore?

He nodded:

"Yes, they are all very healing and happy stories."

"I once met a person who was very poor, saw no hope, and was deceived into a pyramid scheme. At that time, a lecturer named Zhou Baiyu gave him hope, telling him that it was enough to buy the company's products."

"Buying the company's products would lead to great wealth."

"Later that person was persuaded by the lecturer Zhou Baiyu, he really felt hopeful, really believed that there was such a way out in the world, and that God had not driven him to a dead end."

"He spent his last savings to buy a bunch of useless things, but afterwards...he found that these things could not be sold at all."

"The so-called world-leading products were just a bunch of junk that deceived customers."

"He lost even his last savings, his wife left him, and all his connections drifted away due to his poor salesmanship."

"He became extremely lonely in a short time. In the end...he chose to jump off a building, and just happened to die in front of the lecturer named Zhou Baiyu."

Although it wasn't Zhou Baiyu who deceived that person at the time, Zhou Baiyu always took that tragedy as his own doing.

It was only after that he understood the harm of giving people false hope.

Wang Shufen and Zhou Zeshui also consoled him for a long time before Zhou Baiyu found a new job of redeeming others.

This story, of course, was not healing.

But Zhou Baiyu told this story not to alleviate the guilt in his heart.

His tone was always tinged with a faint sadness.

"Hahaha, hahaha...what a joyous story, hahaha..."

Jiang Lu was still smiling, her eyes devoid of any sadness. It seemed to be a story full of joyful punchlines.

Zhou Baiyu later told some more stories.

He talked about how the person he saved from suicide tried to take their life again because of their struggles in life.

He narrated the story of a girl and her father surviving in an apocalyptic world, who went to the monster's den so that his wife wouldn't be eaten, but as a result, the girl and her mother were left unprotected and imprisoned in the basement, likely to become food.

He recounted the story of a girl whose father was a drunkard, who smacked her on the forehead with a liquor bottle and never loved her.

He also told the story of a bright, shining young man who fell into darkness...

All these stories were referred to by Zhou Baiyu as healing stories.

Some of them indeed underwent a positive change because of Zhou Baiyu's involvement.

But that part, Zhou Baiyu did not tell.

His talent for oratory always managed to evoke emotions accurately, and he clearly wasn't telling any happy stories.

Yet Jiang Lu's responses were always the same.

"Hahaha, hahaha, this story is so happy."

It was as if she truly found it joyful. She clearly didn't mean to convey that.

Her laughter was like a malicious taunt, as if she were pointing to the hardships of others and saying: Wow, that's so interesting and joyful, couldn't the people in the story suffer even more?

But she was not that kind of person.

From the first glance, Zhou Baiyu knew that Jiang Lu was not malicious at heart.

Just eleven days ago, while dancing with this girl, he could still see the liveliness in her eyes.

He always remembered the tear she shed when looking at the stairs.

It was at that moment that Zhou Baiyu was sure that the girl's emotions would not have anything beyond happiness anymore.

"Have you remembered anything about the stairs?"

"Stairs? Hahaha, I don't remember, hahaha..."

Clearly, an important memory was being gradually diluted in the process of Jiang Lu's constant laughter.

Actually, not long after Jiang Lu came here, she heard a sentence from someone who had not yet been to Area B:

"If you want to recover your own feelings, then step onto the stairs."