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Fu Hua felt offended.
But she felt like a mute woman swallowing bitter herbs, unable to express her bitterness. She could only pout and show her dissatisfaction with a resentful look.
Ignoring this resentment, Mei began discussing the stigmata.
"Mophead and I are both support staff. You guys can keep these things for fun."
Tesla had no interest in stigmata at all and waved his hand wearily.
As support staff, it would be a waste for them to use them.
Besides, these things originally came from Mei's side and had nothing to do with them.
Even regarding research, stigmata didn't hold much significance for either of them.
After all, Tesla worked in mechanics, and Einstein in quantum mechanics and physics.
Their majors were completely unrelated to the stigmata associated with bioengineering.
Mei wasn't particularly strong in biology right now, but with her glasses and the boosted intelligence she had gained, she could practically master biological research capabilities by simply exploiting book covers.
This Thales stigmata would definitely be studied later. Thales, Hannah, and Wendy—if they extracted portions of the two super stigmata and fused them together with Hannah's, who knew, they might be able to create a super Hannah stigmata capable of both setting fire and creating wind? However, before research could begin, a final decision had to be made regarding its ultimate owner.
Otherwise, using this powerful weapon solely for scientific research would be a waste.
Mei glanced at the people one by one.
Theresa had already declined. Her physique was exceptional, and with the Oath of Judah, she was already very strong. Adding these stigmata would be a waste.
Kiana… Kiana was withdrawn, and she had no use for them. Everyone in the Kaslana family had a stigmata inherited from their ancestors, unique to the Kaslana family.
Clasa Monitor…
Seeing Fu Hua, Mei passed without a second thought. Stigmata were things passed down from the previous era. As a pioneer of that era, why would Fu Hua need them?
The Book of Fuxi… oh, she wasn't a human, she couldn't be inscribed with stigmata.
The remaining candidates were only herself, Bronya, and Himeko-sensei.
Mei herself had no opinion of Thales's stigmata. After all, she would become the Herrscher of Thunder in the future and wouldn't need the functions they provided. She already had one, though it had never seemed to be of much use.
"Himeko-sensei, Bronya, you…"
Looking at the two, Mei was about to speak. She stopped again.
"Give it to Bronya."
Himeko, without even a second thought, simply gave the stigmata to Bronya.
She already possessed the IHCOR, and according to Fu Hua, its effects were no less potent than those of the stigmata.
But Bronya was different.
Besides the appearance of her future self, Bronya had nothing special about her.
Bronya's own Honkai resistance wasn't high.
Giving Bronya this stigmata would not only increase her combat effectiveness but also increase her Honkai resistance, allowing her to inherit the Herrscher of Reason's core and become the Herrscher of Reason. Even when using the Herrscher's power, she would be immune to the damage caused by the Herrscher Core.
"…"
Bronya was silent for a moment, but didn't refuse.
She truly lacked the strength to save Seele.
And since this stigmata could bring her strength, there was no reason for her to refuse.
Although she felt strangely that this stigmata didn't suit her, she didn't care, believing in the principle of "anything that can relief you is a good ointment."
[7. Fu Hua had many disciples in her life. Which of the following did she feel the most guilty about?
[A. Ma Feima]
[B. Su Mei]
[C. Cheng Lixue]
[D. Qin Suyi]
The seventh question popped up, a question about Fu Hua.
"Another of Jingwei's traitorous disciples?!" Book of Fuxi's face puffed up in anger, her hands on her hips, a little annoyed.
Now that she knew about the seven traitorous disciples, just seeing the word "disciple" in relation to Fu Hua filled her with fury, her soulium computer overheating.
Book of Fuxi had considered all four options as among the seven disciples, so she was filled with fury and shouted.
"Those ungrateful bastards don't deserve Jingwei's guilt! Shouldn't they feel guilty towards Jingwei?!"
Mei understood Book's rage. Even after she learned about the seven disciples, she felt sorry for her actions, but reason still prompted her to express her thoughts:
"Perhaps one of these options isn't one of the Seven Disciples of the School of Taixuan?"
"But Jingwei only accepted seven disciples."
Hearing this, Mei immediately fixed her gaze on Fu Hua, her eyes inquiring.
"...I should have only accepted…"
Recalling this painful past, Fu Hua's mood darkened.
But the next moment, she denied it from the bottom of her heart.
"No… no, I should have had another disciple."
"But… I can't remember anything about her."
Although Fu Hua's face remained calm, a flicker of struggle and pain flashed in her eyes.
A voice deep within her heart told her that this disciple was very important to her.
She tried to recall the image of her forgotten disciple.
But… she couldn't remember it at all.
Even if there were any relevant fragments, they were so fragmented that they couldn't form a single memory.
"Li…"
"Li… Xue."
After repeated attempts, under the gaze of Mei and the others, Fu Hua unconsciously and with difficulty summoned two syllables.
"Lixue?"
Accurately catching those two words, Mei immediately focused her attention on the answer.
Finally, her gaze landed on option C, Cheng Lixue, and she instantly understood.
"Is that it?"
Fu Hua, brought back to her senses by Cangxuan's shove, followed Mei's gaze and looked at the answer.
After seeing the name [Cheng Lixue], her figure slightly shifted.
A slight tremor.
She still couldn't remember anything about the owner of this name.
But…
From the moment she saw that name, her heart was in constant turmoil.
Mei whispered softly, "Monitor, make your choice."
Without hesitation, Fu Hua nodded slightly and said, "I choose C!"
The outcome was clear without a result.
Looking at the signal that represented the correct answer, Fu Hua felt no joy at all.
She simply stared at the name, unwilling to look away.
The screen gradually shifted, and images began to emerge.
The figure was none other than the eighth disciple, Cheng Lixue, who although long forgotten, had played a crucial role in Fu Hua's long life.