Zongman: A Dimensional Journey Starting from Fulilian

Shi Chen felt Rem's small contraction and soon relaxed. He leaned against the pool and closed his eyes.

"Rem..."

"Yes."

"Why do you suddenly...want to do this to me? You should know that this is more than just a simple massage, right?"

Regardless of their identities or the environment, it was not suitable for her to do so.

"I know...but I want to make you happy."

"You want to make me happy... If you're happy, I'll be happy."

"Then I'm very happy." Rem smiled lightly.

"..."

"Don't worry, I only want to do this to you, Shichen. I won't do this to anyone else, including Lord Roswaal." Rem was afraid that Shichen would misunderstand, so he quickly explained.

"I'm not worried." Shi Chen shook his head slightly.

He knew that Rem was not the kind of person who would do such a thing to others just out of gratitude, which meant that he had entered her heart.

"That's good......"

"Don't be happy too soon. Even if you make me happy, I will still lecture you." Shi Chen reminded.

"Well, please teach me carefully later." Rem said happily.

"...You still have this habit?"

"No!" Rem immediately denied it shamefully.

"Then why are you so happy?"

"Because... because you treat me as an individual."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Can I still mistake you for someone else?"

"No, you may not know this, Rem is very weak, full of flaws, can't do anything well, can only..."

"Stop." Shi Chen interrupted her directly, opened his eyes and looked back at her.

"The hour?"

"If you put it that way, I have to give you a lecture. You said you can't do anything right? Who does the housework in the mansion? Who dealt with all those monsters just now?"

"But, without me, you can..."

"Don't worry about what others do. It was you, Rem, who did it! Not anyone else."

"I......"

"Why are you so unconfident?" Shi Chen asked.

"Rem is just an incompetent and talentless person, the biggest drag in the ghost clan, so no matter how hard he tries, he can't reach his sister's level... Rem, who has slow steps, can't think of any other way to catch up with his sister except to run faster." Rem spoke his thoughts in a weak voice.

"Rem, you are not an incompetent and talentless person. In my eyes, you are very outstanding, much better than your sister."

"It's only a matter of time before you think so..." Rem pursed his lips, looking a little happy.

"What are you talking about? Everyone in this mansion thinks so. You did all the housework. Are you going to deny it?"

"It's just chores... sis can do better."

"There you go again...why do you admire your sister so much?"

"Are you willing to listen to my...time?" Rem hesitated and suddenly asked.

"Ah."

Chapter 497 The Twins’ Past

Rem's daily life is to be compared with her sister, even though she feels very uncomfortable.

Because protesting is useless.

Among the sub-humans, the arm strength and mana possessed by the demon tribe are outstanding.

The only weakness of the ghost clan is that they have very few people.

It is common sense in the other world that powerful races basically cannot reproduce in large numbers, and contrary to their huge power, the ghost tribe must build settlements in small mountains to live.

Because they are a race that is willing to live far away from human habitation, the ghost tribe has established several strict regulations in order to protect their rare compatriots.

For the ghost clan, twins are taboo, which is one of the strict rules set by the ghost clan.

Normal ghosts are born with two horns, which are usually hidden in their skulls. When the situation develops into a situation that shakes their instincts, the horns will grow out of their heads and eat up all the mana around them.

The horns are organs that can forcibly submit the mana in the atmosphere and greatly increase one's combat effectiveness. They are also the pride of the demon clan.

But twins are a different story, as they are born sharing two horns.

In the ghost clan, a ghost that loses its horns will be called a hornless ghost and will lose its identity as a ghost.

Losing a horn would inevitably lead to slander and blame, not to mention twins who were born with one horn missing, which was a complete taboo.

Twins are considered taboo and it has long been a custom to abandon them immediately after birth.

Rem and Ram were supposed to be like this, but when the clan leader was about to deal with them personally, one of the twins released a huge magical power...

A powerful talent that can save one from death.

Ram was the one with the powerful gift, and thanks to her, the two were able to escape death.

But their lives were not smooth.

Although they are twins, they are still labeled as Hornless and they grew up being ignored by everyone in the clan.

Including their parents.

However, this harsh environment did not last long. After they grew up, Ram, a toddler, began to show her talent.

Ram possesses wisdom and abilities that are unmatched among all the ghosts in history. Although she is young, the amount of mana she can use is beyond her peers. More importantly, the horns on her head are so beautiful that all ghosts are fascinated by them.

Her talent and strength, along with the pure white horn on her forehead, made anyone from her tribe bow their heads when they looked at her.

She was not yet ten years old at that time.

Indifferent parents, mocking fellow tribesmen, and even the clan leader who planned to kill them himself, were speechless in front of her.

The ghost clan is a superior race, and Ram is an existence born to stand at the top of the ghost clan.

Because they respect powerful individuals, they are always respectful when facing powerful beings. The ghost tribe also has this habit. All the tribesmen have no intention of devoting themselves to Ram.

Rem's daily life is to follow her superior sister with clumsy steps.

She also has a one-horned demon, but she doesn't have any outstanding talents, and the amount of mana she can use is also ordinary. Her abilities as a demon are the same as those of a one-horned demon.

Unlike her confident sister, she has no confidence at all. She always hides behind her sister, shrinking her body and imitating all her sister's actions like a shadow.

That was how Rem dealt with things when she was young, and it was how she protected her immature mind.

But she was not jealous of her sister. She respected and loved her sister very much.

She also did not hate her parents because they loved not only her sister but also her.

Her fellow tribesmen did not distance themselves from her.

Everybody is looking forward to her because she is Ram's sister, a one-woman show, and if there is one, there might be a second one.

However, even though they are twins, and even though there is not much difference in their height, looks, and appearance, their qualifications as ghosts are vastly different.

Rem even tried every possible means to get closer to her sister, hoping that she could win over her sister in just one thing.

But nothing worked out, Ram was superior to her in every aspect.

Whatever Ram does, it is an area that others cannot touch.

Rem understood that she could not be compared with her sister.

So her elder sister always stood in the front, basking in the light that illuminated the world, while she, behind her sister, timidly peeked out, her body shrunk by the dazzling light.

But Rem was unwilling to accept this. She didn't know how long this kind of life would last, and she didn't want to live like this.

Until one night.

That night, Rem was awakened by the heat, but when she got up, she didn't see her sister beside her.

She wanted to find her sister. She wanted to follow her sister all the time. No matter what her sister did, no matter how small the matter was, she would follow behind.

But when she walked out of the room, Rem discovered that she was awakened by the heat because her house was surrounded by flames.

Surrounded by the smell of burning and scorching heat, her special sense of smell had just awakened and her horns had grown, so she could easily pass through the fire without suffering any harm.

As she ran out of her burning home, all she could think about was finding her sister as quickly as possible, but the scene before her froze her.

The center of the tribe was filled with piles of charred corpses and surrounded by raging fire. The familiar world had turned into a fiery hell.

In the pile of bodies twisted and burned by flames, Rem saw familiar faces huddled together.

She gave up thinking on the spot and slumped down where she was.

Then, figures in black robes suddenly appeared and slowly surrounded her.

Their hoods were worn very low, so you couldn't see their faces unless they were right next to you, and even if you did, you wouldn't remember where you had seen them.

Rem laughed in giving up, an expression she had made countless times when she had given up.

The men in black robes were naturally unmoved, and one of them raised his hand, ready to swing the shining silver blade in his hand towards her.

However, it was Shadow's heads that flew up, blood spurting out, four in total.

The clean and efficient technique made the flying head unaware that it had died, and it didn't even make a scream.

Rem stood up on the spot, she could feel the familiar mana fluctuations on her skin, it was her sister.

Since her sister was somewhere, she had to follow.

Soon her sister's face appeared, her face twisted with sorrow just like hers, and she was hugged by someone who rushed over.

Rem noticed that her sister relaxed with relief after confirming that she was not injured.

She hugged her sister back tightly, savoring supreme happiness and sorrow.

As expected, all I have to do is leave everything to my sister. This is the best and most correct thing to do. What my sister does is always the best and most perfect of all possibilities.