The Strange Lord in the Dark

——Your loyal servant Oris Oh! Dear readers! Please allow me to introduce my great master-Lin Beilan. On the surface, he is an ordinary high school senior who lives in an old neighborhood. His mother is good at braised pork ribs and his sister is missing a front tooth when she smiles. How warm! How boring! But in fact, he can hammer a two-meter-high weirdo into a wall with his bare hands. He has a "weird asylum" in his mind, which can contain weird things and borrow their power at will - no sacrifices or contracts required. And I, Oris, his loyal and handsome parasite, can transform into shadow armor, can swallow second-level weirdness in one bite, and have an extraordinary sense of smell for desserts. Originally we just wanted to live quietly. But the General Bureau of Suppression and Conspiracy came to his door, and the intelligence dealer handed over his business card. The old man from the mountains wanted to teach him the art of transformation. There are still a bunch of madmen overseas who want to erase the Eastern humanitarian system, and my master happens to stand in the blank space between the East and the West - he does not accept trick seeds or sign blood contracts, and is an exception among exceptions. Everyone is interested in exceptions. And I want to swallow his soul every moment, and I protect him every moment. This is not a contradiction. Human beings call this "love is restraint." So I need dessert to replenish my willpower - the subsidy has not yet been approved. Open this book and you will find that what I said is not an exaggeration at all. The master's creed is "use deceit to control deceit, and use people to guard people." As for my creed - "That tart looks good, Master."