[The sky was dark with low-hanging clouds. Thunder and lightning intertwined and peeped at the island below.
On the small island, scattered humans lay on the sand and gravel of the beach and gradually awakened.
"Where is this? Help!"
People were panic-stricken and a blonde girl woke up from a coma with a look of confusion, then terror.
Where was she?
The people in black robes knocked on the ground with a strange staff in their hands, and the crowd quieted involuntarily.
The man in black robe said with a hoarse voice: "Your purpose is as a sacrifice to my Lord! Desperately ask for forgiveness! My Lord will send you back to your eternal hometown——"
As soon as the words fell, the black-robed people disappeared before their eyes.
The next moment, something strange appeared on the surface of the sea, revealing a pair of glimmering eyes.
Ahhhh! !! !!
The people let out a shrill scream.
The monster strikes and the slaughter commences! 】
——From《 Cthulhu’s Wrath》
"Do you, remember me?" Zhou Yu looked at Franken's clear eyes, still somewhat hesitant.
Franken stooped down, trying to not let the creator strain himself when touching him as much as possible.
He raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile that thought he was kind and gentle: "Of course I remember, brother!"
How could he forget? He was his creator!
Zhou Yu watched Franken smile as innocently as a child, automatically ignoring his ferocious face. Remembering Feng Xing's former voice and expression, his every move involuntarily became filled with tenderness.
"Yeah, I'm your brother ..."
Probably all that was needed to prove the truth was time.
With a little disappointment, Zhou Yu put down the hand touching Franken’s cheek. He couldn't trick himself into finding someone to be a substitute for his lover.
Franken could feel that his Creator was disappointed with his answer.
That warm palm left him.
Franken blinked anxiously and stretched out his palm involuntarily to grab a corner of his Creator’s clothing.
"Brother ..." Don't leave me.
Zhou Yu appeased the suddenly agitated monster, his tone unprecedentedly mild.
"Be good, don't make trouble, I'll buy you something to eat. Recently, we’ve always been eating that black bread, you must be tired of it!" Zhou Yu showed a gentle smile.
It didn’t matter even if he wasn’t Feng Xing, he shouldn't have treated this innocent child so terribly before.
Franken stared at the gentle smile on his Creator’s face, stunned, feeling that his heart was about to jump out.
My brother's smile is so beautiful ...
So he stayed obediently, waiting for Zhou Yu to buy something.
In the evening, Zhou Yu, who had bought a lot of things, made a sumptuous meal.
Franken hadn’t seen anything this delicious since he awakened, but he tried to maintain good dining etiquette in front of his Creator, even if the posture that was made was very incongruous with his huge and ugly body.
Zhou Yu looked at Franken's awkward dining posture with a smile. He didn’t know whether or not it had to do with something psychological, but he even remembered an event that had happened with Feng Xing .
At that time, Feng Xing was the same. He was eating happily. Obviously he couldn't actually eat, he could only breathe in the smell.
His eyes red, Zhou Yu retracted his thoughts, covered his expression and slowly said, "Are you done eating? It's time to go to bed ~"
Zhou Yu, like coaxing a child, persuaded Franken, who was full of food and drink, to go to sleep before turning off the lights and leaving the room.
After he left, the sleeping Franken opened his eyes silently and the dull cyan color of his eyes deepened.
Who was his Creator missing? Was he just a substitute?
I really want to kill the one the creator misses ... then, the creator would be his alone. How good it would be, how very good would it be to live such a life. No one would disturb them and they would always be together… (S: I think we all had an idea, but… here’s the proof)
The monster with a hideous face exuded a cold and cruel killing intent for the first time due to the jealousy inside that couldn’t be restrained.
Obviously, he was his Creator!
***
The night was dark. Within an inn in the civilian’s residential area, several weirdly dressed people were talking about something, the atmosphere tense.
"Laozi will say it again! Immediately send the message to the captain! Are you all thinking of opposing in secret?" The brawny man with graying hair opened his eyes, his momentum overwhelming.
"Mike! Don't get hasty! How can you say that we’re opposing in secret? Hasn’t it only been two days? Are you so eager to report our misconduct to the captain? It’s like you want to be kicked out of the team! Although the captain usually looks genial, don’t forget what happened to Hans last time!”
Standing opposite the grey-haired burly man was a brown-haired, Asian-looking young. He frowned, looking at the hot-tempered Mike with dissatisfaction.
Mike also remembered the unlucky Hans who failed in the last mission.
Hans delayed the captain from assigning tasks because he was addicted to picking up girls. His limbs were directly broken by the captain in that world, died in the hands of the monster and was even kicked out of the team after returning to the Interstellar world.
One should know that when the reincarnators return, a share of their equipment and inventory would be emptied by the Lord God. They originally did not earn much and even a share got deducted. In the end, they will fall to a point where they had no team and would be very miserable.
Looking at Mike - this dumb idiot - who was always followed the captain like a loyal dog, the young man smiled softly, "Enough, enough. Mike, you’re just too nervous. Why don’t you just find Franken? Maybe it was taken away by that Roya Circus!"
"But they didn't start the show at all and they plan to leave in a few days. This is completely different from the plot——"
"What's different? Didn't the original story also say that Franken was exhibited as a monster? Then the timeline skipped to a few months later without introducing anything. No one knows when they caught Franken, did they?" The young, brown-haired interrupted Mike with a ruthless light in his eyes, "Again, all of this has nothing to do with us! Our task is only to gather information here and wait for the Lord God to initiate the mission for Laleille Island! "
He wasn’t as stupid as that idiot. Wanting him to take the initiative to expose his faults to that arrogant guy? Totally impossible!
And this didn’t affect their previous tasks arranged by Captain Andrew, so it wasn’t necessary to report anything.
In fact, he had always been very dissatisfied with that smiling tiger. (Blu: smiling tiger - a person who is outwardly kind but inwardly cruel)
Obviously he was born to a much lower class than him and was only a pauper in the Interstellar World, but he could reach such a status, making him, a noble son of a baron, feel extremely dissatisfied.
And……
The brown-haired young man's eyes dimmed for a moment, remembering Casey's beautiful face.
His favorite woman was also taken away by that guy, but he had to endure his jealousy and pretend to have a good relationship with him.
All of that, he’d had enough!
He’d long been informed that Andrew had already died twice and only had one last chance to be resurrected.
This time, he must leave this guy in this world forever!
The brown-haired young man winked at the two companions next to him and then persuaded Mike, who was hesitating, "Mike, I know Andrew is not so easy to handle. You’re afraid of him settling accounts with you afterwards. It's normal, but do you really want to continue restraining yourself? "
"To kick Hans out of the team for a minor mistake, he’s simply a tyrant! Do you really believe that he can take us to a glorious future?" The young, brown-haired man saw Mike's eyes shift a little and immediately persisted: "What ‘good brothers will enjoy blessings together’, it's all nonsense! He easily kicked out Hans who’d gone through so many missions with him. Are you really not terrified? Is he really as trustworthy as you think? "
Andrew used to be a good captain. He promised to bring his teammates out together to make a lot of money and live a good life. But gradually, he changed and became cruel, killing without batting an eyelid, not only treating the indigenous people of the small worlds like trash, but also himself.
Even though they were joking with each other as before, they knew that they could never go back to the way it was before.
"... What do you mean?" Mike was hot-tempered, but not so thick-headed, he naturally heard the other man’s meaning.
"I mean, join me and return to be the great team we had in the past, together!" The brown-haired man smiled, his green eyes filled with ambitions for the future.
Mike looked at the other two teammates standing behind the brown-haired man, somewhat sceptical.
"You want to betray the captain? I absolutely disagree! The captain is still our captain, even if he has committed many wrongs! He saved my life once!" The muscles on Mike's face were tense, fingers and shoulders shaking in anger. He also put his finger on the Lord God’s watch on his wrist, preparing to send a message about the mutiny to the captain.
"... Oh, what a pity ~" The brown-haired man glanced at Mike and raised the corner of his eyes arrogantly, pretending to sigh regretfully.
"Oh! You! ——You, this! Ah!" Mike's wrist was cut off with a knife. The knife was extremely fast and the cut smooth. It took two seconds for the blood to spray out.
Mike watched his Lord God’s watch smash to pieces, turned his paling face and saw the culprit—the small-world native Song Hang, who’d been huddled in the corner of the room not speaking.
Song Hang held the bloodied knife, his expression frantically excited.
"Senior, I'm sorry, Sir Antonio has promised to let me join the team if I could get you, the stubborn old man, to leave-- ha ha!" He revealed a distorted smile, the blood covering his face making his young face look like a dreadful madman.
He wanted to be stronger and to survive, so he used a small amount of bonus points plus some newcomer discounts to redeem a knife skill and a sharp dagger before participating in the mission.
He had to rely on these things to get a chance to climb up, no matter if he had to commit murder or arson.
He just wanted to survive!
And now was his chance!
At this moment, the child terrified of death became as cruel as a devil.
Whether it was right or wrong, the reincarnation space where the weak were the prey of the strong had awakened his inner demon.
The brown-haired man calmly watched Mike fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss, showing admiration to the native in front of him.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that a waste like you could still be quite useful sometimes. It happens that you are not our regular teammate, so not many points will be deducted. I will compensate you when I get back!"
"Thank you! Thank you, Sir Antonio!" Song Hang knelt down and kissed Antonio's instep very humbly.
Anthony glanced at him with a false smile and looked into the deep night sky outside the window.
Andrew, I will take back everything you took from me!
The next morning, fog covered the streets and a chill lingered in the air.
As usual, Zhou Yu put on his cloak and stepped into the Society building’s lobby, right after it opened for the day.
"Are my credentials ready?"
The silky, velvet-like voice floated in the air, making the staff member at the front desk blush once again, heartbeat quickening, "Yes, please follow me."
Alas, it's a pity that I won't ever see him again after today. I wouldn't have said that it could be done so quickly if I knew. I should’ve said it took a few days so that I can meet with him a few more times.
The red-haired girl was a little upset, but her pace was still steady as she led the way. She came to the certificate-issuing room with the man who made her heart beat.
"This is it!"
"Thank you." Zhou Yu responded, ignored the girl who was looking at him with a fiery gaze and knocked on the door of the certificate-issuing room.
Click——
The door opened and a white-haired old man looked at him with excitement.
"Little chap! You are Cariell, aren't you!"
Zhou Yu nodded, somewhat stupefied, and was caught by the old man on the shoulder.
"Be my apprentice!"
…..what?
Zhou Yu looked at this crazy old man and wondered whether or not he’d entered the wrong room.
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The author has something to say: Thanks to Meow Meow Demon, Li Yan, Lili? Qiq Yan, Chivalry, and carefree mines every day, thank you little angels for mines love you ~
Thanks to Yang Yang's love grenade and 30686807 grenade ~ The two little angels have spent their money, love you guys ~
Forgot to thank, qaq
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Little Theater:
Spiritual world consciousness: (eating melon seeds) Wow, these reincarnations are really promiscuous! Feeling of eating jujube pills (old cadre-type buried) (Blu: eating jujube pills - means ‘sooner or later’ but I’m not sure how it fits) (S: maybe it means something is inevitable?)
Cthulhu's World Consciousness: (Expressionless) Big Brother, can you hide the seeds you’re eating and not throw them on this grandfather's face?
Spiritual world consciousness: (Dad is innocent.jpg) What do you say? Dad can't hear it!
Cthulhu's world consciousness: (take out a forty-meter-long sword and smile) grandson, I’m afraid that you have forgotten how good your grandfather's knife is!
Spiritual World Consciousness: (Stops gnawing on melon) Dad is wrong, won't do it next time!
Cthulhu's World Consciousness: (Take out the sack) I want to put you in a sack!
Spiritual World Consciousness: (Run away) Come on, come on, Dad is not afraid of you!
Cthulhu: (Looking blankly at the two chasing each other) Two mentally retarded idiots.
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