Durin's Diary

Chapter 1028 Full of Jingzhan

Dulin handed the old lady over to Madam Lin, and then went alone to the private hospital in the Sulem Forest Farm where Melissa lived.

Melissa's hospital room was at the end of the corridor on the first floor. As soon as Dulin entered, he sensed something was wrong.

It was as if all living things had been put on pause.

Death's hound has already smelled the scent of death; he is coming.

With this realization, Dulin arrived at the door of that room.

In the ward, young Melissa sat at the head of the bed. To her right sat an unnamed figure called the Primordial Creator, while to her left sat Death in a black robe.

Behind the two gods stood Royce and Death's agent, respectively.

"See, I knew Dulin would come. You must have a lot to say to Melissa." Seeing Dulin smile like this, the nameless man looked at Melissa and said, "You, you must also have a lot to say to Dulin, right?"

“Yes, sir.” Young Melissa had big eyes and beautiful long hair. Although her figure was inevitably somewhat bloated as a dwarf, she was, at least in Dulin’s eyes, a remarkable woman.

So he walked to the foot of her bed: "Mrs. Melissa, I never imagined that we would meet again under such circumstances so soon."

“Yes, I’m really sorry, I always say that being small means good luck, but it still hurts a lot when a bullet goes into your lung,” Melissa replied with a smile.

"Who carried out the assassination?"

“I don’t know. They all use automatic guns. Now I understand why old Royce said that automatic guns shouldn’t be sold to ordinary people.” Melissa sighed as she said this, and then she looked at Dulin curiously: “Dulin, you seem to have changed. I don’t know how to say it. What’s wrong with you? And who is the old man behind you?”

“This is a case of twin souls. When Prince Dulin came here, there were three gods in this small room. His disguise has uncontrollably disappeared,” the Agent of Death spoke.

"Three gods?" Melissa looked at the nameless man and Death with curiosity, then finally stared wide-eyed at Dulin: "You too!"

Du Lin nodded.

The next second, Dulin revealed his true form.

It was a young Zhulong, with white hair and azure eyes, standing smiling at the foot of the bed.

Behind the nameless man lies an endless divine kingdom.

Behind Death lies an endless wilderness.

Behind Dulin stretched endless fields and mountains.

“My God, Dulin…you really are Dulin! You have become His Highness! A new god!!” At this moment, Melissa excitedly covered her mouth.

Dulin smiled and shook his head: "I am not a god."

“Prince Dulin is indeed no ordinary god.” This time, Royce stepped forward. The middle-aged man with a full beard first bowed to Dulin, then looked at Melissa: “Child, Prince Dulin aspires to become another nameless being. This is a grand ambition.”

“I don’t understand, but I know it must have been very difficult for Dulin to get to this point. My God, even if I go to the Kingdom of God, I can tell everyone that a little guy I met on a train back then became a god right before my eyes.” Melissa smiled and sighed with emotion, “Your Highness Dulin, you have become a god, so you don’t need to worry about my affairs. I know you can help if you want to, but you are a god, and mortal matters are beyond your control.”

“Not necessarily, young lady. You’re talking about gods like us who are bound by their divine authority. Dulin isn’t a true nobody yet; he doesn’t even bother to become a god. So he’ll definitely get involved in your affairs.” Death spoke up personally this time. After he finished speaking, he stood up and said, “Since you still have something to say, I’ll be leaving now. If you’re willing to give her a way out, please do so.”

"Don't you think I'm meddling too much?" Dulin asked with a smile. "With great power comes great responsibility. Since you have that kind of power, I don't think so," Death said, turning and walking towards the exit of the room.

“Since he’s gone, I have to go too.” The nameless man said as he stood up. When he reached the front door, he looked at Dulin and said, “Well, do you have any ideas about taking over the Church of the Primordial Creator from my hands?”

"Aren't you taking them with you?" Dulin turned to look at him.

“I am from another world. This church was established by me to save the world. Now that the world is saved, I must leave. But what about these people? I have never had a good solution.” The nameless man raised his eyebrows as he said this.

"What did you do before?" Dulin asked curiously.

“I will wait until they are all dead before I collect their souls, and then it will all be over. But there’s something wrong with this world. Maybe this church will continue to exist.” He shrugged, seemingly wanting to say something more but holding back.

"What do you mean..."

"I can't say right now because this is a matter of great importance. So I sincerely hope you can understand and take on this responsibility. After all, sometimes having your own team is the only way to navigate this world full of all sorts of monsters and demons."

"I'll think about it carefully."

Du Lin nodded.

"Well then, see you next time." The nameless man and Royce disappeared.

Dulin looked at Melissa on the hospital bed, knowing that he was now in Melissa's sea of ​​souls.

So he casually pulled a chair out of thin air and sat down: "Who do you think is the most likely killer?"

“I don’t know, but they are all young people. I have some suspicions. They might be military orphans, or they might be those assassins from before.”

Dulin nodded. It seemed he really needed to go and check out the coordinates Luo Houtu had given him earlier.

However, Jun Gu did have a reason—Jun Gu didn't need a reason to assassinate the Krigan family; their very existence was a reason beyond legal principles.

“I’ll ask around for you. As for yourself, I’ll give you two choices. One is that after I leave, Death’s agent will come and take you away, and then Royce, as an anonymous messenger, will pull you out of hell. The other way is to live.”

After saying that, Dulin took out a fruit from his pocket: "You are still young. Eating this fruit may shorten your life by a few years, but at least you will be able to live until then, instead of lying on the hospital bed right now, barely breathing."

“I don’t think I have any other choice,” Melissa said, as she reached for a piece of fruit and took a bite.

“It’s so sweet,” she said.

The next second, Melissa, who had been lying lifeless on the hospital bed, sat up abruptly.

She looked at her colleagues who were gathered around her bed, hats off in mourning, and remained silent for a moment. Then she opened her arms and said, "Isn't anyone going to welcome me?"

"Bullshit! Melissa has turned into a zombie! She can even talk!" someone screamed.

Then Melissa saw all her colleagues in the room either jump out of the window or rush out of the door in an instant.

(End of this chapter)