CH 36

dono chapter

[A shameless, disheveled man with dark blond hair was constantly rummaging on his alchemy bench, the floor of the laboratory already a mess.

Finally, he found the book he was looking for, and riffled through the pages to where a specific spell was waiting..

"The most majestic being that ever existed! The Lord of the Deep Sea, the master of the sky and the storm, the great ruler of the last era, the eternal God of the ocean, I would be your slave forever, I just ask for your strength !! ! "

He screamed frantically, and the man waited excitedly for the coming of the gods.

However, nothing happened.

His chest began to rise and fall violently, rage ignited in his eyes, and he opened his mouth, beginning to scold the false god.

The next moment, a powerful aura enveloped the small building in the slums, and the man passed out.

After some time, he woke up from a coma and felt the powerful magic in his body. He laughed excitedly and destroyed everything around himself with force alone.

The man didn't notice that his appearance had changed. The skin under his clothes was covered with nauseous pustules. His original facial features became distorted and wrinkles covered his entire face.

He had become a monster. 】

——From Cthulhu’s Wrath

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yu felt his heart thump in fear, as if something had come.

He looked up and looked around, all the anomalies disappeared.

Was everything that just happened just a hallucination?

Zhou Yu, disregarding his doubts, continued to read the book.

This is a magical tome written entirely in Old Continental, which recorded the advent of a god and the power he gave to believers.

The first half of the book was almost an ode to the deity, and only in the second half did it mention the topic, introducing the power of the deities and the methods of practicing magic.

According to the book, as long as you believed in this unknown god, the being would give just as much power pack to its believer. The more fervent the faith, the stronger the power.

When he stroked his finger over the paper sheet on which the prayer spell was recorded, Zhou Yu smiled grimly. It was really tempting. If it was Cariell, he would have most likely shouted out the words!

The original owner was eager for power. After his failure to create perfect life, he would look for other ways to obtain power. This book might have been a life-saving straw for the original owner.

However, he is not the original Cariell, and he didn’t need to rely on a higher power to gain strength.

After living for so long, he may really believe that there was a god in this world, but he was also very aware of the gap between immortals and human beings. From the perspective of a god, he, as a human, was merely an ant. On what basis did he think he would get unconditional help from this god? 

The relationship between gods and humans could be summed up in one sentence.

“Humans are meaningless compared to the universe. If there was a God, it was impossible to help such a small human being unless ... they were malicious.”  [2]

Zhou Yu closed the book indifferently, preparing to return the thing to the Academy library.

Who knew if this book carried any curses? He had to take precautions. 

After tidying up the messy bench, Zhou Yu took out some of the alchemic materials left by Cariell and began to make a potion.

There was no other way, he could only hurry in refining pharmaceutical agents to make money, and then go to the Academy to obtain a certificate.

In his previous life, Feng Xing had taught him a lot of things, including witchcraft.

The background of this world is very magical, and naturally it is also suitable for the practice of witchcraft. Just as there were suitable herbs in the remaining materials, Zhou Yu also made some simple, witchy medicines to see if they could be sold.

Dong dong ——

Someone knocked on the basement door.

Zhou Yu filtered the last potion into a bottle and stuffed it with a cork. Then he looked at the door of the basement with vigilance.

Was it Franken?

No, no, he had told Franken that he wasn’t allowed to come over, and he wouldn’t disobey his orders.

Zhou Yu picked up a scalpel from the operating table and slowly approached the door.

"Who is it?"

"..."

The person outside the door didn’t speak, just continued to knock on the door rhythmically.

Zhou Yu clenched the scalpel in his hand and said coldly, "Daring to break into an aristocrats house, do you have a death wish?"

The knocks on the door stopped and the air outside was still.

Grasping the brass knob, Zhou Yu leaned against the heavy wooden door.

Click! Click!

The doorknob was manual, and the person outside was very strong. Even Zhou Yu's efforts to halt its progress couldn’t stop it from turning.

Damn it! He didn't lock the door just now!

Zhou Yu scolded himself in his heart before jumping a few steps back from the door that was about to be opened.

Squeak--

The door was opened, and as a tall figure came into view, Zhou Yu’s jaw dropped in astonishment.

Franken? !! How could it be him? No, it's not him!

Zhou Yu saw the tall figure reveal an intense momentum that was completely different from the past,.

‘Franken’ looked up, revealing a pair of dark blue eyes flashing with gloom.

"I found you."

Zhou Yu stared at the familiar paranoia and love in those eyes.

"It's you ... Feng Xing, you're here for me!" the scalpel in his hand fell to the ground, making a clicking sound.

He hugged 'Franken' and wept with joy.

"It turns out you've been by my side all the time!" He was really so stupid, always thinking about how to find Feng Xing, but he didn't expect that he was already with him from the beginning!

‘Franken’ was stiff. He didn’t know who this ``Feng Xing” was, but the good-looking human in front of him took the initiative to hug, making his heart beat a little faster.

"Feng Xing ... who is that?" Even if he was a little overwhelmed, "Franken" still asked this deep question.

Was it this human’s former lover? Was that being dead? 

‘Franken’ stretched his sharp claws and wanted to solve the mystery of ‘Feng Xing’.

Zhou Yu raised his head, and looking up at the big man in front of him, his pupils tightened, his face slowly whitening: "Don't you remember? Our past life?"

You're kidding me. If you don't remember me, why would you come back to me?

Although there was the possibility that Feng Xing had lost his memory, he still wanted to find the original Feng Xing.

If he reincarnated, would that person still be his Feng Xing?

‘Franken’ frowned, but at this moment the face that was originally hideous had a proud, indifferent expression, like an entitled brat looking at a servant.

"I am an immortal deity, I had no “previous life”. I exist for you human beings. As long as you believe in me, you will get endless power!"

Zhou Yu stared at ‘Franken’ with red eyes for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, and asked, “So, you aren’t Feng Xing?”

‘Franken’ nodded, looking at the distressed human, only to find that he was small and cute, and even his watery eyes made his heart, which had never moved before, beat quicker and quicker.

He decided that as long as this human promised to believe in him, he would give him all of the power with no side effects, bring him back to his island, build the most luxurious palace for him, give him whatever he wanted, as long as he could stay with him.

He had been asleep for too long, and it had only been a few years since his last dormant state . He didn’t plan to wake up to this boring, monotone world anymore. He went to sleep in his heyday, waiting for something interesting to appear.

In fact, he didn't know what he was waiting for, but just fell asleep while feeling like he had a hole in his chest, as if something very important was missing.

The other day, he felt that “something: had entered the world, and at that moment, the heart that had never beaten once since he gained divinity started to pulse.

A voice growled in his heart to find him, it was his, and he must get that thing.

Now he finally found him.