I'm not just human!

"In the evening, the wealthy merchant gave each villager one hundred gold riels, which was almost equivalent to several years' income for each of our families."

"The wealthy merchant left early the next morning and never returned."

At this point, a look of melancholy appeared on Philier's face, as if even after more than a decade, he still felt incredibly reluctant to see the wealthy businessman leave.

Xia Fa became more and more confused as he listened. What did this have to do with Philell's desire to work hard?

It's impossible that this wealthy businessman inspired Phil to want to rise up and become a tycoon himself, right?

The next moment, Philell suddenly perked up and clenched his fist:

"That rich man's name is Belfana."

“When I was a young child, I vowed to become like him after that day.”

"Then, something amazing happened. Maybe it was because I was so eager to become like him at the time, but a few days later, when I woke up, I found a tall, thin, wealthy businessman standing in front of my bed!"

"He greeted me very kindly. Although he couldn't teach me all sorts of knowledge, he was always there to encourage me and help me become like him."

"Moreover, out of everyone in the village, only I can see him. No one else can see him, including my parents."

Xia Fa, who had initially just listened to it as an ordinary story, suddenly seemed startled upon hearing this, and his mind instantly cleared.

"W-what happened?"

Philell shook his head:

"I don't know either, but that wealthy businessman just appeared like that."

“He didn’t have a name, so I asked him to give him one. I took the character ‘fa’ from the name of the wealthy Belfana and named him Faqk.”

“From that day on, the wealthy businessman Fakke stayed with me, encouraging me when I was frustrated and comforting me when I was discouraged. I also stopped running around the mountains to collect bird eggs and dig for medicinal herbs. Instead, I often went to town to see how the shop owners did business.”

At this point, a look of emotion suddenly appeared on his face:

"However, when I was twelve years old, which was also the year I started junior high school, the wealthy businessman Fakke just disappeared."

After speaking in one breath, Philell turned and looked at us again:

“You know what, Domi, the wealthy businessman Fakeke… is practically the most important person in my life. I’ve never told anyone about this before, and you’re the first to know.”

"Because I'm afraid people will suspect I have a mental illness or paranoia."

“Although the wealthy businessman Fakk disappeared when I was twelve years old, his encouragement and comfort still appear before my eyes at any time and continue to support me.”

"This is why I'm still working hard now, because I made a vow when I was a child, and I still do now."

"I swear, I will, I will, I absolutely will become a millionaire like him!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Fa immediately thought of medical terms such as "severe schizophrenia," "dissociative identity disorder," and "delusional disorder."

However, it seems that this ghostly "tycoon Fakke" did not have much of a negative impact on Phil.

On the contrary, all of them had a positive impact.

Perhaps it was because of the wealthy businessman Fakke that Phil was able to start his own business successfully a few years later, opening so many rubber factories, frequenting high-end venues, and becoming a promising new business star in the eyes of social elites.

It's such a pity, if only Philier hadn't died such a tragic death...

Philell's eyes then became even more sincere:

"Domi, you promised me before that you would never tell anyone about anything related to the wealthy businessman Fakeke, okay?"

Xia Fa nodded and smiled:

"Don't worry, I've always kept my mouth shut."

and many more!

Just after responding to that statement, Xia Fa suddenly thought of something.

But at that moment, everything went black before his eyes.

This time, there was no more intense white light.

Suddenly, the darkness before my eyes spread out as if it were boundless, all the scenery disappeared, leaving only chaos.

And I stood at the very center of this chaos.

An ancient and vicissitudes aura lingered in the chaos. Xia Fa realized that the extraordinary power within him had returned, and his spiritual intuition could also sense the teleportation hub he had previously established.

He felt much more at ease, but since he still didn't know what had happened, he could only wait quietly.

Anyway, if there's any danger, I can just teleport back myself.

Just then, a majestic, deep, and resonant voice rang out from the chaos.

"Xiafa".

The voice surprisingly called him by his name right away, instead of calling him "Glutton."

Xia Fa was just startled.

The voice continued:

"You have already experienced three stages of Dao Mi's life. So, as long as you answer this question correctly, you will have passed through the Chaos Void. I will send you to the third Ancient Mithril Gate. Whether you can push it open is up to you."

Xia Fa instinctively said:

"What's the problem?"

The voice suddenly changed, becoming persuasive and persuasive:

"Tell me, who... killed Philill?"

Chapter 296 The Truth Is Actually Like This? The Eternal Proof Has Emerged on the Ocean of Barron! (Part 1)

Almost instinctively, Xia Fa was about to say the name of Dao Mi's fiancée.

That is, Bédère Trey.

This is based on a very simple logic: the almost fictional character "Fakker the Rich," or rather, a character created by Phil's split personality or imagination, is known only to Domi and Phil.

A fictional character known only to Doomi and Philier, after Philier's mysterious death, suddenly prompts Beda to ask Doomi who the wealthy Fakeke is...

If you think about it carefully, this matter can even give you a chilling feeling...

However, Xia Fa immediately refuted this inference.

The reason is simple: Bédal had no motive to kill Philier.

Phil is Doomi's brother, business partner, and close friend who started the business together.

Unless Bedeille is insane, she would kill Philil; that would be tantamount to ruining Domi's future.

After all, based on his three past experiences as "Doumi," he could see that the rubber factory's success was almost entirely due to Philil's efforts.

Daomi certainly played a significant role, but it was likely a role that could be easily replaced, such as personnel management, work arrangement, and accounting.

Another point of doubt is that, according to the case details, Philell was violently hacked open in the face and chest cavity by a weapon such as an axe, with his internal organs spilling out onto the ground.

In this situation, how could it be possible for someone with Bedeille's delicate figure and gentle personality?

So... who could have killed him?

Xia Fa quickly began to think, because he had a premonition that the chaotic void wouldn't give him much time.

It's unlikely that it was Bedell, and by the same token, it's also unlikely that it was Bedell's father, the investor Tregue.

Treger, who values ​​every investment deal, is almost the person who most wants the highly capable Philell to be alive.

As for rice...

As Phil's brother, best friend, and partner in the fight, what reason did Domi have to kill Phil?

It seems there was no motive...

It has to be said that this is truly a riddle posed by the Chaos Void. Xia Fa has solved countless riddles, but this is the first time he has ever felt a headache coming on.

But just then, the voice rang out again.

"Tell me, tell me, who killed Philell? Tell me, you must already have the answer in your heart, even if it's the most unlikely answer."

For some reason, the voice seemed more persuasive and gentle, far less grand and majestic than the voice that had initially emanated from the chaotic void.

not right...

In that instant, Xia Fa suddenly realized something, and his nerves jolted.

Something's wrong, something's very wrong.

That sound...

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the seemingly empty chaos. His expression became slightly blank and slightly frightened as he spoke, his voice trembling.

"I...I don't know."

Faced with the question posed by the chaotic void behind the second Primordial Gate, Xia Fa dared to say such a thing, which would probably seem unbelievable to any other entity present.

In a sense, this is almost tantamount to suicide; at the very least, one will be expelled from the Chaos Void.

But just then, the chaos began to fade from Xia Fa's eyes.

The pungent smell of disinfectant wafted over, and a cacophony of sounds filled the air—strange laughter, voices, howls, the crashing of tables and chairs during a chase, and shouts and angry rebukes.

Xia Fa suddenly found himself lying down instead of standing, and his whole body was tightly bound by restraints, while he was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.

He immediately noticed the rusty railings of the hospital bed and a ward that was not clean and tidy, but rather somewhat dilapidated.

Not far ahead, at the head of the bed, stood a psychiatrist in a white coat.

He held an old, brownish notebook in his hand, the small metal rings that held the pages together even showing signs of chipping or falling off, and the pen in his hand also had some paint chipping off.

Clearly, this mental hospital is severely underfunded and is on the verge of collapse.

Or rather, they don't receive much funding to begin with.

The psychiatrist, with a large, dark brown beard, merely glanced at Xia Fa before shaking his head.

"The effects of the No. 63 psycho-inducing drug have already worn off so quickly...?"

However, he still seemed unwilling to give up and tried asking again:

"Domi, you really don't know who killed Phil?"

"do not know."