I'm not just human!

Chapter 492 Dick Tudor's Mysterious Past? (Bonus Chapter of 10,000 Words! Thanks to Da Long for the donation!)

The bright red medicine poured down, seemingly merging into the pale white bodies.

Within the cool, minty-scented viscous liquid, the pale white human bodies trembled violently, and then began to merge with the body whose head was a contract.

"It's up to you guys now!"

At that moment, the pharmacist shouted and took a sudden step back, waving his hands repeatedly.

Countless medicine bottles appeared in his palm, and with each swing of his arm, they were all scattered out.

Spicy, pungent, sour—various smells and colors of potions gathered in the air, forming a thick, cocoon-like shell that instantly enveloped the pale white bodies that were merging.

The gods looked at each other, and without hesitation, they stepped forward and placed their hands on the colorful, thick shell.

Xia Fa also stepped forward. Although he was only an Outer God, in terms of the sheer power of the Outer God within him, only the Moon Mother Goddess could probably compare to him. Even the Paradox Clown was far inferior to him.

Inside the Divine Council Hall, only the Moon Mother Goddess did not step forward, but instead watched from the sidelines.

After all, she was a mutated god, and the power emanating from her body was that of a mutated god, so she couldn't help and might even negate the extraordinary god power of other gods, which is why she didn't step forward.

However, the Moon Goddess was not idle either. She used the divine mutation "Endless Creation Opportunity" to communicate with the authority of some eternal certificates that she had absorbed, and also injected vitality into that thick shell.

In an instant, with the help of so many righteous gods, those pure white human bodies merged together and gradually transformed into a thin, fair-skinned, curly-haired boy.

boom--!

With a tremendous tremor, an extremely powerful aura of a righteous god erupted from the young man's body. Moreover, he actually skipped the fifth level of righteous god and directly reached the fourth level of righteous god!

The fourth tier of True Gods is a level that even countless Heavenly Venerables cannot kill, exceeding the scope of Civil True Gods!

"Ligo has actually turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise—"

Seeing this, the Lord of Nature, being a fellow civil official, felt no jealousy whatsoever. Instead, He was genuinely happy for the Supreme Law, and the crystal-clear leaves trembled.

The next moment, the thin boy inside the colorful shell slowly opened his eyes.

He actually had a pair of emerald green eyes, which looked full of youthful innocence, but within those eyes was a scale, seemingly representing justice.

If no one told him, Xia Fa would definitely think that this was just a frail young man from a scholarly family at the age of eighteen or nineteen. But who would have thought that this was actually the Supreme Law among the nine righteous gods?

"Ugh—Rotkamm, Da Vinci Monet—you—"

The boy, still half-asleep, glanced at the group, seemingly confused: "How did I end up here? What happened?"

[The Destiny Actor] stepped forward, smiling, and said, "Igor, don't you understand what happened?"

As soon as he finished speaking, that strange, complex emotion that could stir the deepest emotions within a person surged up from around the [Actor of Destiny] and flowed into the [Supreme Law].

[Supreme Law] trembled slightly, its eyes quickly clearing, but it lowered its head slightly: "Is that so—it's my fault for being useless and dragging everyone down with me. I didn't expect that ten thousand years would have passed."

Click! Click! Click!

The colorful oval shell began to shatter, and the Supreme Decree rose from within, looking sincerely at the crowd.

"[Nature Monarch], thank you for protecting me for the past ten thousand years. Apothecary, thank you for saving me. And [Paradox Clown], Moon Mother Goddess, Shafa—especially you two, although we have never met, I will forever remember your kindness."

As he spoke, he placed his hand on his chest and bowed to the crowd. Sunlight streamed through the stained glass, making the edges of his golden curls glow slightly.

"What's wrong? After more than ten thousand years, you've become distant with us?"

[Brief Reality] smiled and stepped forward, putting his arm around [Supreme Law]'s shoulder. The thin boy turned his head away shyly when he was put in that arm, as if he was very uncomfortable with close physical contact.

"Da Vinci Monet, no—no, don't do this—"

[Paradox Clown] quietly said to Xia Fa with spiritual intuition: "Ligo is different from ordinary people. He just studied mystical books at home, signed secret contracts, and then became a true god with almost no effort. Even the three kinds of eternal certificates were given to him at birth. In addition, we protected him very well, which is why Xiu is still like a teenager and has a pure heart."

this----

Xia Fa was shocked. He thought that he was about to become a god from an ordinary person in a month and a half, which was already abnormal enough. He didn't expect that there was such an easy way to become a god.

No wonder the Supreme Law seems so naive and inept at combat.

It can only be said that none of the nine righteous gods are simple.

"However, Ligo is still no match for you. His process took hundreds of years, and because he didn't like fighting by nature, he didn't absorb much extraordinary talent before becoming a true god, which caused his strength to be fixed at the fifth level of true gods. But this time, being reborn from a desperate situation has allowed him to take another step forward in strength, haha."

[Paradox Clown] quietly added a sentence with his spiritual intuition, but Xia Fa could tell that his second brother seemed to be in a very good mood, and that his second brother really wanted [Supreme Law] to be resurrected and returned.

Just then, the gentle and quiet young man, [Supreme Law], walked to the window, suddenly holding a thick book with a buffalo cover. His emerald green eyes with scale patterns gazed quietly out the window.

"All extraordinary beings in the universe have gathered in the city where gold pounds converge—"

After muttering a sentence, the book in the hands of the Supreme Law suddenly began to turn its pages rapidly without any wind.

Xia Fa suddenly felt three completely different, yet extremely powerful, cosmic authorities erupt from the [Supreme Law], spreading outwards like ripples on the sea, centered on the city where gold pounds converge.

He quickly activated his spiritual intuition, which also covered the entire city where gold pounds converged.

Then, an extremely astonishing scene unfolded.

In the city where gold pounds converge, the past was filled with oppression and despair because of the impending awakening of more than 10,000 gold cleaners.

In this situation, although most people chose to strive to become stronger in order to go to the front line of the Protoss Natural Starfield, many others gave up on themselves and became self-destructive, spending their days either drinking heavily, fighting, or having heated arguments with others.

But the gods didn't deliberately interfere, because they all knew that extraordinary beings always needed an outlet for their emotions, as long as it wasn't a real fight to the death.

However, some people always complain to the "Paradox Joker" in hopes that he will uphold justice, and some even get so angry that they want to fight to the death. The "Paradox Joker" has to deal with all of these situations personally.

In fact, the Paradox Joker spent most of his time hosting the City of Gold Pounds.

There's no way around it; fights and disturbances like this happen to everyone from superhuman beings at the fungal level to outer gods, and even celestial beings. We have no choice but to intervene.

Now, as the three cosmic authority fluctuations emanating from the [Supreme Law] spread throughout the city, many people who were fighting or arguing suddenly stopped.

They seemed to suddenly wake up and realize that continuing like this was pointless. Some even immediately shook hands and made peace, no longer pursuing the matter, even though their heads were still bleeding.

As for those who are preparing to report to the righteous gods and seek justice, a scale appears around them. Whichever side the scale tilts to, that side automatically wins, and the loser apologizes or makes compensation as needed.

Moreover, no one had any objection to this.

Furthermore, those who were in business, whether they were buying secret contracts or sealed artifacts, or commissioning others to create secret treasures, ritual formations, or extraordinary potions, all had glowing contracts appear before them.

Once the two parties in the transaction have signed the contract, they seem to no longer have to worry about being cheated or someone breaking their promise.

The city, which had been filled with restlessness, violence, and despair, suddenly became orderly, as if it had entered a completely new era of civilization.

"this----"

Xia Fa was stunned, and suddenly understood why the Paradox Joker was so happy.

The return of the Supreme Laws will truly bring order and development to the city where gold pounds converge!

"【Paradox Joker】, I'll take over the management of the City of Gold Pounds from now on. You've all worked hard these past few days. I think I've gained some fighting power now. If the Gold Cleaners attack, I will join the battle."

The Supreme Decree spoke calmly, looking at the crowd.

The Paradoxical Joker's dark eyes revealed a genuine smile: "I couldn't be happier! From now on, I'll be counting on you!"

The others did not refuse the request of the Supreme Law to fight in the future. After all, the nine righteous gods are the top combat force among the extraordinary beings. The difference between having one more or one less is huge, especially after the Supreme Law has the strength of the fourth level of righteous gods.

[Nature Monarch] then moved his tree-man body to the window and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, I'll let everyone have some fun too. We've been cooped up for too long, we deserve to enjoy some good food and drink."

The [Nature Monarch] seemed to have known about the Gold Cleaners all along, without even needing the [Destiny Actor] to transmit his thoughts. Therefore, he could understand why the City of Gold Pounds was filled with such a desperate atmosphere.

At this moment, the enormous body of the tree-man trembled, and two jewel-like leaves immediately fell from it, one bright red and the other the color of shattered ice.

The two leaves immediately flew out, but as soon as they left the window, they vanished into thin air.

The entire city, a hub of gold and pounds, suddenly trembled, and then a miraculous scene unfolded!

Outside almost every house, large trees immediately sprouted. Some trees bore perfectly roasted chicken or lamb legs, others bore bags of fragrant wine, and still others bore snacks such as chocolate cookies.

These delicacies ranged in quality from fungus-level to demigod-level to ancient-level. Many people flew out from the streets and the portals in the sky, gazing incredulously at this scene that seemed like paradise on earth.

"Everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content! It'll grow back after you finish eating, so this meal's on me!"

The majestic and vibrant voice of the "Nature Monarch" resounded throughout the city, instantly waking many who were confused about the situation.

"So that's how it is. Lord [Nature Monarch] has returned!"

"Praise be to Lord Nature!"

"That strange fluctuation in the city just now must have been from Lord [Supreme Law], right? I never expected that two righteous gods would return in one day!"

"Great! We're saved!"

"Praise be to the Lord of Nature! Praise be to the Lord of Supreme Law! Thank you for your blessings, you two great beings!"

In the city of gold, although the vengeful celebration banquet had just ended, it did not hinder the start of a new banquet. In particular, those wounded transcendental gods and unknown beings who had returned from the front lines of the Protoss Natural Starfield needed such celebration to soothe their souls, relax and enjoy themselves, so that they could once again regroup and rush to the front lines against the Cleansers.

Having done all this, the [Nature Monarch] returned to the Hall of Divine Ritual, and with a wave of his hand, a sumptuous and fragrant feast from the past was created.

Xia Faguang glanced at the food and immediately saw the old-fashioned fried rice, the old-fashioned twice-cooked pork, the old-fashioned iced tea, and other delicious dishes.

"Everyone, it's rare for us to get together like this, right? Let's call over [Error Rules] and [Silver Universe], or we can go to their place for a meal and discuss what to do next."

Although [Nature Monarch] is only a civil official with the strength of a fifth-tier official god, he has the demeanor of a big brother. As soon as he spoke, everyone agreed, after all, he was obliged to those who ate his food.

On his way back through the gray fog of time, Xia Fa had already heard that the food created by the [Nature Monarch] was a thousand times, ten thousand times, better than what gourmets could cook themselves, and was truly the most delicious food in the world.

Moreover, many of these ingredients were not created out of thin air by "miracle fantasies," but were created in separate small worlds and cultivated with the flesh and blood of the past. The so-called "creation" is actually just a series of cooking procedures.

Therefore, filled with anticipation, he accepted the invitation from the [Nature Monarch] and took a seat.

Half a day later.

A drunken Xia Fa pushed open the door to his divine abode, staggered a few steps, and lay down on a bench in the garden gazebo.

He instinctively felt that his stomach was full, and not only that, his head was also dizzy, but he still longed to eat a few more bites of the food prepared by the [Nature Monarch].

If I weren't so full—

After lying there for a while, Xia Fa let out a long breath and finally became somewhat sober. He didn't use his supernatural power to get rid of the effects of the alcohol, but instead enjoyed the tipsy feeling.

I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time since I learned that the more than 10,000 Gold Cleaners were about to awaken.

"Oh, right, take a look at this first!"

Suddenly remembering something, Xia Fa flipped his hand and took out a fragment of reality.

These shards of reality, resembling broken glass, are hard currency in the city where gold pounds converge, sometimes even more effective than gold pounds themselves.

Although it only contains some historical fragments, the gods and celestial beings love to collect them and often buy them at high prices, which naturally leads to this price.

However, this fragment of history does not contain any history at all, but rather Dick Tudor's past.

This was given to him by the "Fate Actor" after the banquet, who said it was a record of Dick Tudor's past from childhood to adulthood.

Moreover, according to the [Actor of Destiny], after his youth, Dick Tudor mysteriously disappeared for a period of time and became extremely enigmatic. Even when the [Actor of Destiny] used the [Eternal Destiny] to investigate, he could not find any trace of what happened afterward.

Of course, it was only after the banquet that Xia Fa learned that the "Actor of Destiny" had actually only started paying attention to Dick Tudor yesterday, right after he sent the "Eternal Replication" to Dick Tudor.

Therefore, this is also influenced by the fact that Dick Tudor himself already has the status of an old-fashioned Celestial Venerable. If Dick Tudor were just a Mysterious Emperor, the [Actor of Fate] could easily have investigated everything clearly.

Holding this fragment of reality in his hand, which wasn't quite a fragment of reality, Xia Fa was caught in a dilemma.

He himself certainly trusted Dicketto completely, but on the other hand, Dicketto was indeed quite mysterious.

Although Xia Fa firmly believed that Dick Tudor would never turn to join the Cleaners' camp, if Dick Tudor was plotting something dangerous, such as establishing some kind of forbidden ritual array, or trying to create some extremely terrifying sealed object, he could intervene in time to stop him if these things might endanger Dick Tudor's life.

If Dikto had always maintained a human body, Xia Fa would never have thought this way. But in order to become a Celestial Venerable, he actually did the thing of abandoning his own physical body to possess the body of a fallen Celestial Venerable—this indicates that his thinking has become somewhat extreme.

"Well, let's take a look anyway. It's best if there's nothing wrong—"

Thinking this way, Xia Fa still chose to stick the fragments of reality on his forehead.

Unlike the "Fate Actor," I know Dick Tudor quite well, and maybe I can find some clues in his past, from his childhood to his youth.

"What's wrong with me?"

Xia Fa looked around and found himself on a muddy street, but floating in a floating position.

Although he knew this was the effect of viewing fragments of reality, he was still somewhat surprised by the experience, which was even more immersive than being there in person.

No wonder the true gods and celestial beings like to collect fragments of reality, and these fragments quickly gained popularity among outer gods and beings below them, such as Veronica, the chief of all poisons. So that's why.

"Veronica's Fragment of Reality—though precious, I estimate its quality isn't as good as the one [Actor of Destiny] gave me. Hmm, I think I've heard people mention that the higher the quality of a Fragment of Reality, the stronger the immersive experience when watching it. Veronica's didn't have that effect last time—"

After calming down and without thinking too much, Xia Fa's gaze focused on a child on the muddy street.

The child had delicate features and a stubborn, unyielding spirit. He bore a striking resemblance to Dick Tudor, and was clearly a young Dick Tudor himself.

However, what Xia Fa didn't expect was that a girl a few years older than Dick Tudor was holding Dick Tudor's hand.

The girl looked very much like Dick Tudor, and was probably his older sister. Both of them were wearing tattered clothes, which were covered with stains and patches, as if they had been picked up from a garbage dump and then sewn up.

The street was not only muddy, but there was also some people's excrement on the street, and the alley was filled with the pungent smell of ammonia from urine.

The two small figures walked hand in hand towards the recycling station not far ahead.

Dick Tudor's sister was dragging a woven bag with her other hand, which jingled as it was dragged on the ground. It was obviously full of empty glass bottles, whether beer bottles or something else, no one knew.

"Uncle Joyro, here you go!"

Upon reaching the recycling station, the little girl handed over the woven bag she was carrying. Young Dick Tudor hid behind her, only peeking out with half his head, his dark eyes timidly watching the recycling station owner.

"Here we go again, Isabel, let me see—"

The owner of the scrap metal recycling station casually took the woven bag, shook it out, glanced at it, and then said in a nonchalant tone, "Three copper coins in total."

Isabel shuddered slightly, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard: "But so many bottles, they would normally be worth at least six copper coins each."

The scrap metal yard owner glared at her fiercely: "The market price for scrap metal has dropped recently, so this is the price."

Isabel bit her lip, as if she had suddenly made a decision: "Then, then I won't sell them anymore. I'll save up some more."

"Go to hell!" The shopkeeper shoved Isabel's outstretched hand away, knocking her dirty face to the ground. His expression became even more ferocious. "You think you can just say you won't sell? It's only three copper coins. If you say another word, you won't get a single one."

"Sister! How dare you hit my sister!"

Dick, who had been timidly hiding behind Isabel, suddenly charged at the boss like a little lion when he saw his sister being pushed down. He waved his small fists as if he wanted to avenge his sister.

"court death!"

The boss's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his foot to kick out. If this kick hit Dick Tudor's delicate abdomen, it would probably shatter his internal organs and kill him instantly.

"Wait a minute! Three copper coins it is, I agree!"

Elizabeth screamed, reached out to stop them, and pulled her younger brother back.

The owner of the scrap metal yard stopped, glanced at the two children, then turned his head and spat viciously on the ground: "Fine, at least you're sensible. Remember, from now on, any scrap you find on this street must be sold to me. Don't sell it to that bastard Rubill, understand?"

"I understand—I understand—" Isabel replied, her head bowed and her expression somber.

"Good, get lost." The scrap metal dealer reached into his pocket, pulled out two copper coins, and threw them on the ground.

"Why, why are there only two?" Isabel had just picked them up when she widened her eyes in disbelief and looked at the shopkeeper.

However, the owner of the scrap metal recycling station had already gone far away.

However, Isabel did not notice that young Dick Tudor's gaze was also fixed on the back of the scrap yard owner, his eyes flashing with some indescribable light.

"this----"

Xia Fa fell silent upon seeing this.

He never expected that the seemingly lazy yet dignified Dick Tudor would have such a past of being bullied.

The owner of this scrap metal recycling station is a complete scoundrel; he even bullies two children who depend on each other for survival.

However, Dick Tudor has lived for hundreds of years, perhaps even close to a thousand years, while the owner of this scrap metal yard is probably long dead.

Xia Fa was about to continue reading when suddenly, the dirty and chaotic street became blurry.

Immediately afterwards, everything in the fragments of reality became blurry, and only after a while did it gradually become clear.

The streets are still the same streets, and they're not much better than before in terms of dirt and disorder.

However, Isabel and Dick Tudor have grown up quite a bit. Isabel looks to be fifteen years old, and Dick Tudor is almost eleven.

The sky turned into a deep darkness, with only a bright moon barely illuminating the street. Isabel appeared from the street, wearing the work clothes of a textile worker. She seemed too tired to walk, but still walked step by step toward a dilapidated wooden bungalow.

She was clutching an oil paper bag tightly in her hand. The bag was filled with the aroma of oyster sauce pancakes, and it was also stained with oil.

Because Xia Fa was in the air, he saw that behind the bungalow, eleven-year-old Dikto quickly took off his dockworker's clothes and changed into a slightly worn but clean short-sleeved shirt and shorts. Then, he quietly climbed in through the window at the back of the bungalow.

After climbing inside, he immediately took out a few copper coins from his pocket and hid them in a small iron box.

Click!

Just as he finished doing all this, the door opened and Elizabeth stood in the doorway.

Her face showed no trace of the weariness from walking through the dark streets; instead, it held a gentle smile as she looked at her younger brother.

"Dick, did you study hard at school today?"

Dickie raised her little head and answered in a clear voice, "Yes! Today, the teacher taught us a lot of math equations!"

Elizabeth smiled sweetly: "That's good. Let's see what your sister brought you?"

As she spoke, she pulled out a hidden oyster sauce pancake from behind her back.

"Wow!"

Dick Tudor's eyes lit up immediately. After all, he was only eleven years old and at the age when he was eager for delicious food. He ran over and took the oil paper bag from his sister's hand.

Just as he was about to take out the oyster sauce pancake to eat, Dick suddenly remembered something and turned around to hand the first oyster sauce pancake to Isabel.

"Sister, you eat first!"

Isabel shook her head: "No, my sister already ate when she came back."

"Oh—okay." Dick Tudor nodded as if he understood, picked up the oyster sauce pancake, and started eating it quickly, wolfing it down, clearly having been hungry for a long time.

He didn't see that Isabel, looking at the oyster sauce pancake, secretly swallowed, but forced herself to hold it in.

After thinking for a moment, Isabel went to the bedside, rummaged under the bed and pulled out a tin box that had contained cookies, and opened it in front of Dick Tudor.

She seemed to know that her younger brother was very sensible and wouldn't take out the money to spend recklessly even if he knew where it was, so she felt very at ease.

With a click, she opened the tin box, then bent down and carefully took out a one-silver coin from her stocking, placing it inside.

This was half a month's salary for her.

But then, Isabelle noticed something and exclaimed, "Huh?"

"Why is there more copper coins in this box?"

While eating an oyster sauce pancake, Dick Tudor mumbled, "Sister, you must be mistaken. How could it be so much? This is money! It's impossible for someone to secretly give it to us."

"That seems to be true—" Isabel tapped her head. She had been working too hard at the factory lately and couldn't remember things clearly.

Suddenly, she trembled slightly, and her face flushed an unnatural crimson, as if she wanted to spit out blood. She couldn't help but bite her lip.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Dick Tudor noticed something was wrong, removed the oyster sauce pancake, and looked up to ask.

"No, it's nothing. I'm a little tired and want to sleep." Isabel smiled gently and went to bed on the other bed.

After lying down for a while, she seemed to recover somewhat, but exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The streets and houses blurred once more, but Xia Fa remained even more silent.

"Could it be that Dick Doe's sister worked herself to death trying to support the family?"

As this thought crossed his mind, Xia Fa felt a sharp pain in his chest and quickly continued reading.

The streets became clear again, and this time, they were much cleaner, with no more excrement everywhere. However, they were still as dusty and muddy as ever.

It was still the same small bungalow, but there was a lot more furniture now. The furniture was all quite old and worn, obviously salvaged from a flea market.

Dick Tudor had grown into a strong young man of eighteen, with bronze skin and thick curly hair. He was now carrying a plump grouper and excitedly pushed open the door: "Sister, look what I caught in the sea today!"

But immediately, Dick Tudor froze, standing at the doorway as if struck by lightning.

On one of the two beds, his sister Isabel was lying.

Isabel's face was ashen, she had vomited a large pool of blood on the ground, and even her collar was stained with blood. She was breathing with great difficulty.

In her early twenties, she was originally beautiful and charming, but now she was sickly and weak, which would make anyone who saw her feel heartbroken.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?!"

Dick threw the fresh grouper on the ground, rushed over, and squatted down in front of the bed.

Isabel forced a smile, raised her hand with difficulty, and gently stroked her younger brother's head: "Dick, don't be sad. Your sister got sick a few years ago and kept it a secret from you. But it's okay."

Dick Tudor gritted his teeth, tears welling in his eyes: "Sister, sister!"

Isabel gave a weak, forced smile: "I'm sorry, Dick, I couldn't be there to witness your marriage and starting a family. It's my fault, I'm useless—"

You must live well.

As soon as she finished speaking, Isabel's hand fell limply to her side, her head tilted to the side, and she closed her eyes.

"elder sister!!!!!!"

Dick roared wildly, but then remembered something and reached out to check Isabel's breath.

He then breathed a sigh of relief; his sister was still breathing warm air from her nose, but she had fallen unconscious.

However, judging from this, I'm afraid my sister won't be able to hold on for much longer.

"Damn it, why did I have to sign the Hypermemory Pact? What's the use of remembering everything? I can't even beat that bastard Joey Roy!"

Perhaps because Isabel had fallen into a coma, Dick Tudor no longer hid anything, muttering softly like a lone wolf.

Or rather, his clenched fists made it seem as if he was growling.

"Joyro—Joyro, through collecting scrap metal, accidentally found a high-level secret contract of 'Titan's Might,' successfully signed it, and joined the Church of Nature. Now he's thriving and has already become an Eagle-level superhuman—"

"Moreover, I heard that he previously obtained an extraordinary fruit that could cure any disease of mortals."

"But----"

Dick Tudor bit his lip so hard it bled. He had only signed one secret contract, and it was a "super memory secret contract" among ordinary secret contracts. He was no match for that damned Joey Luo.

Joey, formerly the owner of a scrap metal yard, loved to bully the siblings and had embezzled a lot of money from them.

Unfortunately, in the city of Augustus, other streets simply do not accept homeless children like them. They would be driven out by the residents or arrested by law enforcement.

Therefore, they could only endure it silently.

After finally reaching adulthood, Joey Luo unexpectedly signed a secret contract found in junk a few years ago, which changed everything and even made him a guest of honor of some wealthy businessmen.

The only solution now was for Dick to suddenly flash a ruthless glint in his eyes. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a leather pouch, untied the drawstring, and reached inside.

He pulled out a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing.

No, this is not paper, but the translucent wing of some kind of giant insect.

And above it—was filled with layers upon layers of densely packed secret text!

This was discovered by Dick Tudor while he was diving in the sea to catch fish. He had only recently become a superhuman and his knowledge of mysticism was extremely limited. He only knew that it was a secret contract, but he did not know what kind of secret contract it was.

But now————

Turning his head to glance at his unconscious sister, whose breathing was growing weaker and weaker, Dick Tudor gritted his teeth and pulled out a bottle of Holy Spirit Spring water and a pure silver quill pen from under his bed.

Actually, his previous secret contract was also found, but it was from a shipwreck at the bottom of the sea. Later, through subtle inquiries, he learned how to sign the secret contract and spent half a year fishing to buy the spring water of the Holy Spirit Spring and the pure silver quill pen.

Having already made up his mind, Dick Tudor didn't care about anything else. Gritting his teeth, he wrote his name on the thin, cicada-wing-like insect wing.

"Dick Twist"

After I become an Insect-level Superhuman, maybe—I'll have a chance to defeat Joyro!

boom!!!!!

The moment the name was written, Dick Tudor's body suddenly exploded, and darkness engulfed him.

But almost in an instant, the darkness receded, and his body reassembled.

Around him, strange and extraordinary things appeared, such as pumpkin carriages, rainbow bridges, and crystal shoes.

But as Dick Tudor's gaze shifted, the Rainbow Bridge was suddenly covered with bones, the pumpkin carriage was now driven by skeletons, and countless thorns sprouted from the glass slippers.

"This power—"

Dick Tudor clenched his fist, and for the first time, a genuine, heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

The streets and houses became completely blurred, along with Dicket's figure.

Xia Fa froze in mid-air, still somewhat bewildered.

What happened next?

It's highly likely that Dick Tudor succeeded in his revenge. Although he was only an Insect-level superhuman at the time, he was an Insect-level superhuman who had signed a contract with the "Fairy Tale World".

Let alone fighting an Eagle-level superhuman, it's possible for him to fight a Wolf-level or Elephant-level superhuman.

But did Dick Tudor's sister survive? Where did he go after killing Joey Lawrence at the junkyard? Why did he disappear without a trace?

All of this seems to remain a mystery forever.

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Even his past itself is only mentioned in three brief fragments.

only----

"I never imagined that Dick Tudor's past was like this. No wonder his palace is always filled with fine wine and food."

When Xiafa first met Dictator, he was impressed by the delicious food on the table to the left of the throne and the fine wine on the table to the right.

Moreover, each time, Dick was either drinking or eating, as if he never stopped.

It now seems that he often suffered from hunger during his childhood and even adolescence, which is why he made such a retaliatory compensation after becoming the Emperor of Mystery.

"Wait a minute, he seems to drink far more than he eats, and he always looks weary of the world."

Suddenly realizing this, Xia Fa was startled.

Under normal circumstances, no one would drown their sorrows in alcohol for no reason, but for Dick to do so—doesn't that mean that his sister is very likely already dead?

So why was that? When He killed Joylo, had Joylo already sold the extraordinary fruit that could cure any disease in mortals?

Then, Dick Tudor rushed back to the small house in despair, only to find that his sister was dead.

The more Xia Fa thought about it, the more heartbroken she became. She never imagined that Dictator, who had been the kindest to her and was her best friend, had such a tragic past.

"Xia Fa, is Xia Fa there? I've come to have a drink with you."

Suddenly, a familiar, languid voice rang out in the garden.

Xia Fa was startled and quickly put away the fragment of reality. He pretended to be drunk and said, "Dick Tudor? You finally decided to come see me. Come in."

A door in the garden was suddenly pushed open, and Dick Tudor walked in, laughing as he went. "I went to see my sister earlier to see how she's been doing, but I was delayed. Oh well, I've come to apologize."

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Upon hearing this, Xia Fa instinctively wanted to ask, "Is your sister still alive?"—and he asked with genuine joy.

But then he suddenly realized something was wrong, and feigned surprise, asking, "You have an older sister?"

Dick Tudor laughed and said, "Yeah, I never told you before. What, do you want me to introduce you? My sister likes handsome guys with a high-class air like you. She's never even been in a relationship."

Xia Fa grinned: "Okay, I'll be your brother-in-law, then we'll be family."

""

Dick punched him hard: "Dream on. By the way, besides buying you drinks, there's something else I want to discuss with you."

He paused, then his expression suddenly became extremely serious: "It's something very important."