Chapter 1237: Creating Conflict

the throne when his father was assassinated. He held a grudge, and although he could have inherited the throne smoothly, the assassination by Panlong Country forced him to take a roundabout path. He..."I am a failure, and I hardly ever notice if the sun is shining or not because I don't have time."

"My parents can't provide me with support, and my education isn't high. I'm alone in the city, searching for the future."

I applied for many jobs, but none of them hired me. Perhaps no one likes someone who is not good at speaking, does not like to socialize, and has not shown enough ability.

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I haven't eaten anything but two pieces of bread for three whole days. Hunger kept me awake all night. Luckily, I paid my rent a month in advance so I can still stay in that dark basement and avoid the brutally cold winter winds outside.

"Finally, I found a job, working the night shift at a hospital, watching over the morgue."

The hospital at night was colder than I imagined. The corridor's wall lamps were unlit, making everything dim. I could only see my feet by the faint light seeping out from the rooms.

The smell there was awful, and every now and then they would bring in dead bodies stuffed into body bags. We helped them carry the bodies into the morgue.

“This isn't a great job, but at least it lets me buy bread. I can use my free time at night to study. After all, not many people want to come to the morgue unless there's a body that needs to be brought in or taken away for cremation. Of course, I don't have enough money to buy books yet, and I don't see any hope of saving up anytime soon.”

I have to thank my former colleagues. If he hadn't suddenly resigned, I might not even have been able to get this job.

I dream of being able to switch shifts, working during the day and sleeping when the sun goes down. Right now I sleep when it's sunny and wake up at night, which has left me feeling a little weak and my head aches occasionally.

One day, the movers brought in a new corpse.

I heard from someone that this is my former colleague who suddenly quit.

I was a little curious about him. After everyone left, I pulled out the drawer and quietly opened the body bag.

He was an old man, his face pale and blue with wrinkles, looking quite frightening under the dim light.

His hair was thinning, mostly white. He had no clothes on, not even a scrap of cloth left on him.

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I saw a strange mark on his chest, bluish-black. I couldn't describe its exact shape because the light was too dim at the time.

I reached out and touched the mark. It wasn't anything special.

Looking at this former colleague of mine, I wondered, if I keep going like this, will I be just like him when I'm old

I told him that I would accompany him to the crematorium tomorrow, and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so that those responsible for these things wouldn't bother to find a river or an empty field to dispose of them.

This will cost me a morning's sleep, but luckily it's Sunday soon and I can catch up.

After saying that, I finished preparing the body bag and put it back in the closet.

The lights in the room seemed to have dimmed...

After that day, every time I went to sleep, I would always dream of a thick fog.

“I have a premonition that something will happen soon. I feel that sooner or later, something that may not even be human will come for me. But no one believes me. They think that in such an environment and doing such work, my mental state has become abnormal and I need to see a doctor…”

A male patron seated at the bar looked toward the storyteller who had abruptly stopped speaking.

And then

This male guest is in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers. His hair is combed flat, and he has a simple dark round top hat by his side.

He looked ordinary, much like most of the people in the tavern. He had black hair, light blue eyes, and was neither unattractive nor handsome, lacking any striking features.

And in his eyes, the narrator was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man, tall and slender, with the same black short hair and light blue eyes, but his facial features were deep, striking at first glance.

This young man looked at the empty glass in front of him and sighed.

Then

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"Then I quit my job and moved back to the countryside, here to BS with you."

As he spoke, a smile crept onto his face, one that held a hint of malice.

That male customer was taken aback.

"Were you just bragging"

"Haha." A burst of laughter erupted around the bar.

After a brief lull in the laughter, a slender middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said:

"Outsider, you actually believe Lumiant's stories He tells a different one every day! Yesterday he was a poor wretch whose fiancée broke off the engagement, and today he's a mortician!"

"Yeah, saying thirty years on the east bank of the Serenzo River and thirty years on the west bank, it's just babble!" another regular at the tavern added.

They are all farmers from the large village of Koldu, wearing short shirts that are either black, gray, or brown.

The young man with black hair, known as Lumian, supported himself on the bar counter with both hands and slowly stood up, saying with a smile:

As you know, this isn't a story I made up. It was written by my sister. She loves writing stories and is even a columnist for "Novel Weekly."

Having said that, he turned his body sideways, gesturing to the out-of-town guest with a smile.

"It seems like she writes really well. Starry Reading app

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"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding."

The ordinary-looking man in a brown tweed jacket didn't get angry. He stood up, smiling and replied:

What's your name

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others questions" Lumiang said with a smile.

The visitor from out of town nodded.

My name is Ryan Coste.

"These two are my companions, Valentine and Lyra."

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He was a man in his late twenties or early thirties, with yellow hair sprinkled with powder. His eyes, not very large, were a shade deeper than lake blue. He wore a white waistcoat, a navy blue tweed coat and black trousers, clearly having taken the time to dress up before leaving the house.

He looked rather indifferent, not paying much attention to the farmers and shepherds around him.

The woman appeared younger than the two men. She had long, light gray hair styled in a complex bun, topped with a white veil that served as a hat.

Her eyes, the same color as her hair, met Lumian's with an unconcealed smile. She seemed to find what had just happened amusing.

Under the warm glow of the pub's gaslight, this woman named Lyra revealed a pert nose and lips that curved gracefully. In a rural village like Colordu, she was certainly considered a beauty.

She was wearing a white, wrinkle-free cashmere bodycon dress, paired with a pale beige short jacket and a pair of Maserati knee-high boots. Her veil and boots were each adorned with two silver bells, which jingled as she walked into the bar just now, attracting quite a bit of attention. Many men couldn't help but stare.

In their eyes, this must be the kind of fashionable attire one would find in a provincial capital like Gol or the larger city of Trittene.

Lumian nodded to the three strangers.

"My name is Luman Li, you can just call me Luman."

"Li" Lyra blurted out.

"What's wrong Is there something about my surname" Lumian asked curiously.

Ryan Coste helped explain:

"Your last name frightens me, I almost couldn't control my voice just now."

Seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of the surrounding farmers and herdsmen, he went on to explain further:

Those who have met sailors and seafarers all know that there is a saying circulating among the Five Seas:

I would rather face pirate generals and even kings than meet someone named Frank Lee.

"That person's last name is also Li."

"Is he scary" Lumi asked.

Ryan shook his head.

I don't know, but since there are such legends, it certainly won't be bad.

He changed the subject, addressing Lumiar:

"Thank you for your story, it deserves a drink. What would you like"

"A cup of 'Green Fairy,' " Lucien said without hesitation, settling back down.

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"The Green Fairy... Absinthe"

"I think I need to remind you that absinthe is harmful to the human body, this drink can lead to mental confusion and hallucinations."

"I didn't expect the trend of Terrill to have spread here already." Leah added with a smile.

Lumen uttered an "Oh".

"It turns out that people in Teeril also like to drink 'Green Fairy'..."

"For us, life is already hard enough, there's no need to worry about a little more hurt. This drink can give our spirits greater relaxation."

"Alright." Ryan sat back down, looking at the bartender, "One 'Green Fairy' and another one 'Hot Mouth,' please."

"Lap Xin Kou" is a famous fruit soju.

"Why don't you get me a 'Green Fairy' too It was I who told you the truth just now, and I can tell you everything about this boy!" The first man to expose Lumians' daily storytelling habit, a thin middle-aged man, shouted indignantly. "Outsiders, I can see that you still doubt the truth of that story!"

"Pierre, you'd do anything for a free drink!" Lumián responded loudly.

Before Lane could make a decision, Luminian added:

"Why can't I be the one to tell it That way, I could have another cup of 'Green Fairy'."

"Because the situation you described, they don't know whether to believe it," said Pierre, a middle-aged man with a smug smile. "Your sister loves telling stories to children, like 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'. A person who always lies will inevitably lose their credibility."

"Alright." Lumián shrugged, watching as the bartender slid a pale green glass of liquor towards him.

Ryan looked at him, inquiringly.

"Can I"

"No problem, as long as your wallet can afford to pay for all these drinks," Lumian said nonchalantly.

"Then another 'Green Fairy' for me." Ryan nodded.

Pierre was smiling.

"That generous outsider, this kid is the biggest prankster in the village. You guys better stay away from him."

Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his sister, Auriol. He never left again. Think about it, before that, he was only thirteen. How could he possibly have gone to the hospital as a mortician Well, the closest hospital to us is in Daleruj, down in the mountains. It takes a whole afternoon to get there.

"Take it back to the village" Leah asked sharply.

She tilted her head slightly, making a tinkling sound.

Pierre nodded.

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Then, he followed Orol's surname 'Li', and even his name 'Lumiang' was given by Orol.

"I can't even remember what it was originally called," Lumián said with a chuckle, taking a sip of his bitter vermouth.

It seems he doesn't feel ashamed or humiliated about his past being revealed like this. After an endless period of unconsciousness, Shiyu suddenly got up from the bed. To read the latest chapter content, please download the Star Reading app for ad-free and free reading of the latest chapter content. The website is no longer updating the latest chapter content, the Star Reading novel app has updated the latest chapter content.

He took deep breaths of fresh air, his chest heaving.

Confused and puzzled, a surge of emotions welled up in my heart.

What is this

Then, Shiyu subconsciously observed his surroundings, and then became even more bewildered.

A single dorm room

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the hospital now.

Still... my own body... how could there be not a single wound

With a look of doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swiftly swept across the room before finally settling on a mirror on the bedside table.

The mirror reflected his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome.

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The person I was before, a handsome young man in his twenties with an impressive bearing, had been working for some time.

...and now, this appearance looks like just a high school student's age....

This change left Shiyu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him the surgery was a success...

His body and appearance have changed completely. This is not just a matter of surgery or no surgery, but of magic.

He had completely transformed into a different person!

Could it be... that I traveled through time

Besides the mirror with an obviously unfavorable feng shui placement at the head of the bed, Shi Yu also found three books beside it.

Shiyu picked it up and took a look. The title instantly made him silent.

A Beginner's Guide to Raising Your Pets

《Guide to Evaluating Beast-Ear Girls of Different Species》

Shi Yu:

The first two book titles are normal enough, but what's with the last one

"Cough."

Shi Yu's eyes narrowed, he reached out his hand, but quickly froze.

Just as he was about to open the third book and see what it was, his brain suddenly shot a sharp pain, and a flood of memories surged in like a tide.

Ice Age City.

Pet Breeding Base.

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Beastmastering to him. As long as he didn't have to see the princess during his rest breaks, he would take the opportunity to study the medical texts he had copied from the Imperial Medical Bureau library."Imper...