Before this, Jon had never thought that the Weave was also an existence that needed to be hunted.
This was not his fault. After all, who would have thought that a non-living creature that only existed on the soul level would need to eat?
"So what exactly happened? Why did you run back in such a hurry?"
Cecatly, who had been woken up by Jon's escape, came out of her room. The first thing she saw was the pale-faced Jon and the restless Weave in the air.
Fortunately, that small spider didn't eat much, so it didn't affect the entire Weave much.
However, having and not having it were two different concepts.
As long as it had, even if it was just a little bit, it would still cause damage to the Weave.
"This is also my fault. I never thought that the Magic Net would require Hogwarts to suppress negative emotions. But now that I've calmed down and thought about it, it's understandable. After all, the original purpose of the Magic Net's existence was to provide faith to the Gods. Absorbing people's thoughts is an instinct of the Magic Net."
Jon's tone was filled with fear. At first, he thought that the Weave had discovered something and did not restrict it from running underground. By the time he discovered it, it was already too late.
Jon had never thought about why the Shadow of the Hogwarts would suppress so many negative emotions.
If the negative emotions were compared to sewage, then that place was simply an unbearable sewage disposal tank.
The boundless negative emotions did not dissipate because of their master's death. Instead, they accumulated over a long period of time, becoming stronger and stronger, absorbing the surrounding magic elements to strengthen themselves.
"That place is truly unbearably disgusting." Jon's face was pale as he recalled, "You can't imagine what kind of experience it is to have that kind of emotional corruption attack the soul. Fortunately, only a small part of my soul went this time. Even so, I still suffered quite a bit of damage.
"However, I feel that the Weave is very good. I feel that its power has become much stronger. Could it be that that place is a natural playground for him?"
Cecatly looked at the Weave in the Faraday Cage with interest. It had to be said that absorbing a bit of human thought had a great effect on the Weave as a whole.
"This is just drinking poison to quench one's thirst. Otherwise, why would I force him to come back from there?"
Because of this journey, Jon's understanding and control of the Weave had deepened. He clearly knew that absorbing the negative emotions suppressed in the Shadow of the Hogwarts would be beneficial to the Weave, but they were like trace elements. Eating a little was fine, but eating too much would cause irreversible damage.
"For lifeforms like the Weave, but they aren't lifeforms. Even if they need to fast, the quality of their food is very important.
What they needed to become better and stronger was the positive emotions of humans and other creatures, not these negative emotions.
We are not Evil Gods. If our Weave absorbs too many negative emotions, it will lead to irreversible consequences. "
Cecatly nodded in agreement.
"Indeed. Although the Weave seems to be in an excellent condition, its foundation seems to be a little loose. You're not in a good state right now. I'll go to the Void to repair it. You should rest first."
He had originally planned to attack Myrtle's bathroom after midnight, but not only did he not achieve his goal, but he also suffered some injuries. It was a big loss.
Faced with Cecatly's suggestion, Jon naturally wouldn't refuse. He nodded at her and revealed a pleading expression, then hurriedly hid under his blanket and went to sleep.
No matter what, sleep was always the best way to heal.
As for Cecatly, she retreated out of his room and returned to her own.
He had recently mastered the ability to project his soul out of his body. He could even transfer his soul from his body to the void space with just a thought. Since the Faraday cage was constructed by Cecatly, it wasn't difficult for him to connect the Faraday cage with the space of consciousness.
Jon and Cecatly hadn't realized one thing. For the two of them, the existence of the Weave was very helpful to them.
It wasn't because it could preserve their lives and allow them to revive multiple times. Instead, it was because the blood of God flowed in their bodies.
The Weave was a magic structure that served the faith of the gods.
This was also why when Grindvall constructed the Weave, it wasn't as convenient as the two of them.
And now, Cecatly had more or less realized how much the bloodline in her body had helped her control the Weave.
Therefore, she could clearly sense that there were many negative emotions in the structure of the Weave.
There were many more than what she imagined when Jon told her.
The large amount of negative emotions left behind kindling in the various joints of the Weave that were difficult to remove. These kindling couldn't be removed in a short period of time and could only be transferred out through some abnormal methods.
Transferring it to others definitely couldn't be done.
After thinking about it, Cecatly set her sights on the fish in the lake.
Fortunately, there were thousands of fish in the black lake, and there were even more small fish and shrimps. Under Cecatly's control, the Weave turned itself into a fishing net that floated around in the lake, catching fish and shrimps while transferring the flames floating in the Weave.
Correspondingly, the Weave took the soul power from these aquatic creatures — this was a forced transaction.
However, behind this transaction, the changes were unimaginable.
The Weave had already broken away from the control they had left behind. Ever since they had tried to create a physical existence for the Weave, the Weave's behavior of constantly refreshing showed this.
It was impossible to talk to the Weave that didn't have a will of its own. Even transmitting information was very difficult. After all, the Weave wouldn't say what it was thinking. In its constantly refreshing state, there were all kinds of chaotic information.
This information … seemed to come from all directions, and it was filled with all kinds of impurities.
"What is this?"
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