A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 393 Am I going to be a father?
"Don't you think the original body is being a bit too much?"

The red-haired clone who had been grafted onto Erii's fate continues to rant and rave about the original body's part-time job as a poet: "You tell me, I worked so hard pretending to be unconscious, I deserve some credit for my efforts, right?"

"After working so hard for so long, at least let me have some fun when it's time to take out my own heart, okay? Can't I take out my own heart instead?"

At first, the clones around him were able to agree with him in a spirit of 'shared hatred' and occasionally chime in with a comment, joining him in criticizing the main body.

Gradually, the other clones quieted down, not uttering a single word of agreement, simply watching his lament, which displeased the red-haired clone: ​​"What? Are you all mute? At least say something!"

"Everyone's so silent, it makes me feel like I'm doing a stand-up comedy routine."

The heartless clones were preparing to watch the show, their stomachs aching from holding back their laughter; they really were watching a comedy routine!
The more conscientious clones, however, felt sorry for the red-haired clone and gave him a small, "watch out behind you" look.

The red-haired clone received a look similar to that of a classmate in high school who warned him of a teacher behind him. He hurriedly turned around and saw that Xu Lie's real body had been standing behind him for some time.

Furthermore, it's unknown how much of what the original entity actually heard.

The red-haired clone's legs went weak for a moment: "O-Original body, you're here? Weren't you guys going to fight Odin?" At the same time, he was frantically complaining in his mind, "Wait, who did the original body learn from?"

It just appeared behind Pompeii to scare him, and now it's behind him again! How wicked! Even its clone scared him!
Xu Lie smiled and looked at the aggrieved clone: ​​"Well, after dealing with Odin, everyone go home. The members of the Kassel team will return to the Peninsula Hotel, and Nuwa will take the Zhou and Bai families to visit Genji Heavy Industries."

“I really wish I could go back to the Tokyo parish. I came here first to arrange the follow-up work for you, and then I’ll go over later. I didn’t expect to hear something so interesting as soon as I arrived.”

"Why did you stop talking? I think I just heard you making an accusation..."

"No, no, no! That's not true!" The red-haired clone changed his expression in a flash, hurriedly interrupting Xu Lie's question: "Who is accusing the main body? Without the main body, where would we be?"

"Our true self, we are utterly loyal to you, and no one can accuse us of such loyalty!"

Left with no other choice, the remaining clones had to follow suit, saluting and shouting, "Loyalty!"

Xu Lie was amused by the red-haired clone's fawning: "You, you, I only said the word 'accusation,' without even saying who I was accusing, and you interrupted me in a hurry, saying that you were accusing the original body."

"!" Danger! The red-haired clone sensed a danger looming over its head: "Original, you must have misheard. I was just telling everyone how handsome you are. Tsk tsk, they didn't see with their own eyes the charm you displayed when you ripped my heart out. It was sudden and powerful, so incredibly cool!"

The little sparrow clone raised its feathered wings to cover its eyes: "How shameless! I am ashamed to associate with you."

While still wiping his monocle, the clone burst out laughing and dropped it. He quickly squatted down to pick it up, but couldn't help laughing even more, laughing so hard he was convulsing as he squatted down. Anyone who didn't know the situation would definitely misunderstand and think he was stealing underground wires and got electrocuted.

Even more amusingly, someone eager to stir up trouble raised their hand: "I'm reporting him! It's the real person, he's been talking badly about you!"

"You son of a bitch!" The red-haired clone turned and glared angrily. A clone reporting another clone? Doesn't your conscience hurt? Can't you learn how to use clones to hide your identity?

But a moment later, the red-haired clone realized that the original body was still there and could no longer use profanity to insult the clone who had reported him.

The red-haired clone turned back and pleaded, "My wise original self, you can't be fooled by these amusing clones!"

"You know the real body too. These people are just looking for fun and will make up any lie they want. This clone is going against the grain and using you, the real body, to create a spectacle for them! Get him out of here and make him work overtime!"

The clone of Lezi couldn't stand it anymore, wondering who was really going against the Heavenly Gang: "Fine, fine, main body, use time reversal to see who's lying."

Time travel is not about time itself, nor is it about turning back time by a certain number of seconds. Rather, it's about visually representing the most recent history or events that occurred within a certain range over a period of time.

As an avatar, it is well aware of the Time Worm's abilities, knowing that the main body can easily do the same, and that rewinding history consumes very little energy for the main body.

The red-haired clone was speechless, lowering his head resignedly: "Fine, where are we going to preach again? Deep in the mountains? In war-torn areas?"

Xu Lie waved his hand gently: "I'm not some kind of demon, how could I send you to a place like this? Such a place is sparsely populated, you can't steal much time there."

“You know San Francisco, right? The North American parish is short of missionaries right now. You can go there. There are plenty of people in North America, and you can even help me sneak some time off. Just steal time from everyone you meet, you know?”

"You don't need to steal everything. Just steal from each person you see for a few minutes."

"?" The red-haired clone's eyes widened. No, it wasn't just a job, it was a double job? Spreading the word and stealing time at the same time? Stealing time from each follower you recruit? Was the original you a poet?

Xu Lie, with a cruel twist on his character, looked at the avatar of the daring whistleblower beside him and said, "I was originally going to reward you for playing Pompeii, since I ripped your heart out."

"In the far north, Lu Mingfei's avatar in the Nibelungen sent back a message: the Gattuso family is planning to guide Lu Mingfei to the Arctic." "Also, the identity of the Dark Lord is important. If Pompeii were to suddenly disappear, it could easily cause chaos. At this time, it would be better for Pompeii to continue to exist."

"Since you volunteered to go to North America to preach and steal time, if you don't have the time, you can only send a clone instead."

The amused clone was overjoyed, never expecting that watching Lezi would bring such an extra benefit: "I'm going to be a father?"

That statement is absolutely true. By disguising himself as Pompeii, he could indeed become Caesar's 'father'.

"Unwilling?" Xu Lie didn't care about this aspect. It didn't matter which clone went. Anyway, Pompeii had already been forced back into its cocoon form and could no longer jump out to endanger the clone.

The amused clone immediately shouted, "I'm willing! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" Only a fool would refuse; he had to seize this opportunity to enjoy himself. As everyone knows, Gattuso's Pompeii was the epitome of pleasure!

The red-haired clone was completely dumbfounded upon hearing this, feeling as if snowflakes were falling and he had no will to live. Wait, what do you mean he went to North America 'voluntarily'? Does the original body call coercion voluntary? Does the original body have some misunderstanding about the word "voluntary"?

Disguised as Pompeii, he made Caesar call him "father"! This should have been his reward! The red-haired clone couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pat his cheek. What a painful realization! He really shouldn't have been so cheeky!
"Any objections?" Xu Lie looked at the red-haired clone who had slapped himself.

What could the red-haired clone say? He could only leave with a long face, embarking on his journey to work two jobs in North America.

With the support of his main body, Lezi's clone absorbed the numerous clones present into his body. With the combined blessing of many Time Worms, he quickly rose to the Sequence 3 level, transformed into the shape of Pompeii, and happily returned to the hotel.

"As expected of the Gattuso family head, he really knows how to enjoy life!"

Upon returning to the hotel, which is the Ritz-Carlton Spa, Pompeii began to enjoy a massage. After two hours of massage, the front desk informed him that his people had returned to the hotel from the deep mountains.

Two of Pompeii's trusted men were already waiting outside.

Pompeii waved away the technician and was just about to change into the custom-made suit befitting the head of the family when he realized his mistake: "Wait, I'm Pompeii. Would Pompeii be this serious?"

Based on his preconceived notions of Pompeii, he went out wearing a massage cardigan and loose shorts. Sure enough, his two confidants were not surprised at all, as they were already used to their lord's unreliability.

They would be surprised if Pompeii came out dressed properly.

Of course, even if his two trusted confidants sensed something was amiss, Pompey had reason to hold them accountable: "You have disappointed the family."

The two trusted aides broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly bowed their heads to admit their mistake: "Master, we... we later combined the information and found that it was definitely the apostate Ince who ambushed us, causing us to fall asleep and fail to monitor the scene in time."

As Pompeii's confidants, the two of them were naturally aware of the family's great cause, and even more so of the fact that the family had supported Herzog for twenty years in order to steal the power of the White King.

Now look what happened. The White King was dug out, but they just fell asleep. When they woke up, they found that the White King was gone, and Herzog was nowhere to be found either. Twenty years of investment by the family had just vanished without a trace. Anyone would feel uneasy or even desperate in this situation.

Pompeii casually watched his two confidants, who had no idea what he was looking at. They could only keep their heads down and let the beads of cold sweat trickle down their faces, dripping onto the floor tiles.

After a long silence, Pompeii finally spoke: "A bunch of useless trash. You don't need to worry about the White King's affairs anymore. The family has another secret force that can handle the aftermath."

"And how's the Far North Project going?"

"!" The two confidants were shocked. The family had another secret force? This... they had never heard of it before.

They considered themselves Pompeii's confidants, believing they understood all the power of the Gattuso family, and even knew that Pompeii was the so-called Dark Lord.

With just a single sentence, he could mobilize the vast majority of the small mixed-race forces hidden beneath the surface, and there were also secret members of the Gattuso family infiltrated into various factions.

The Gattuso family's apparent strength as a mixed-race family is already considerable, and with their hidden strength, they are almost capable of going toe-to-toe with the entire Secret Society.

The family has already become so powerful, yet they possess a mysterious force they don't understand? And it can even target the White King?

The two trusted confidants, growing increasingly frightened, lowered their heads even further and answered with even greater respect and loyalty: "We have already finalized the initial plans for the far north."

Another trusted aide pulled out his phone and added, "The detailed information is all here. We're planning to find Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini's former classmates, and then..."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Pompeii became interested, took the phone and flipped through the information. He was very satisfied with the last part and didn't even return the phone: "You don't need to look anymore. Prepare the car, I'm going to the Peninsula Hotel."

"I am their old classmate."

(End of this chapter)