At this time, the sun was already setting behind the horizon.
Irving came to the vegetable stall outside his local community. After bargaining skillfully with the vegetable farmers, he left with a handful of vegetables which obviously had some yellowing leaves.
After walking down to his house and saying hello to a few old men playing chess, he quickly took out the key from the meter box outside the apartment, opened the door and entered the house which was very large but seemed empty for a layout of three bedrooms and one living room with only a few wooden furniture.
Irving carried the dishes into the kitchen with ease, and after briefly comforting his stomach that kept making dissatisfied sounds, he came to the living room, stood in front of the small wooden cabinet where the sundries were placed, stared at the healing gel that had bottomed out, and clenched his fists tightly. "What's wrong with you, Irving? You're used to it already, so just bear with it."
Shaking his head, Irving, who had long been used to being bullied, and who was determined to graduate in just one year after being bullied again, actually became angry because the wound healing gel had finished..
After attributing everything to the weird things he encountered today and causing himself to behave abnormally, Irving laughed bitterly to himself. "Hahaha, I'm going crazy. How can I live like this?"
Later in the midnight. The surroundings had turned pretty dark, and the space in the room seemed small. It was like being in a sealed box. Irving looked around and couldn't see anything.
"Inheritor."
This soft voice startled Irving. When he looked back, a luminous woman actually appeared in the dark and empty space behind him. She was very tall and was wearing a bright red robe. This was the only thing Irving could see. As for the rest of her features, it was covered by a shadowy veil and could not be seen clearly.
"Who are you? How did you get in?" Irving was very scared and confused. He was obviously sleeping in his bed at home, so how could someone appear in his apartment out of the thin air? "You better leave before I call the police."
"You can just call me the guide, or you can call me Caden." Caden smiled and answered in a simple tone. "And you won't be calling any police after you hear me out."
"Hear you out? This can't be happening." Irving asked with a frown. "I have a weapon to defend myself. So, you better start talking."
Caden didn't reply, but took a step forward, raised her hand and pinched Irving's cheek hard.
"Ouch..." Irving took a breath, raised his hand and patted away the hand that looked like an iron clamp, and said bitterly. "Why are you even pinching? Don't you know that it hurts?"
"Dreams don't hurt now, do they?"
"Dreams? Am I dreaming?"
Caden tilted her head and explained. "I am a spirit guide and have always been living inside the hidden supreme fetus. The supreme fetus is now inside your body, so I can also appear in your consciousness.”
"The Supreme fetus is in my body? What is that?" Irving was shocked and lowered his head to look at his body.
"Haha." Caden chuckled and opened her mouth. "The Supreme fetus is an inheritance, invisible one. You can understand it as a seed that takes root and sprouts inside your body and improves who you are as a living being. As for how it happened to be inside your body, you have to ask yourself."
"Huh?" Irving exclaimed. Why would he ask himself that?
Caden glanced at Irving and continued. "Anyway, your current self is extremely weak in body and soul."
Irving blinked, then laughed loudly, and said. "Why does this sound a bit like the protagonist in a novel who gets a system and embarked on a crazy adventure, and then develops a unique super power, and then starts to kill goblins, orcs, and trolls before facing the final boss?"
"You have a wild imagination, I must say. Well, it's roughly like this." Caden smiled sinisterly, then lowered his head and said calmly. "Bings are evil people, and the inheritors are the opposite of them, but most of the time, they always die in horrible ways. So, it's now your choice if you want me to be teaching you the ways of an inheritor."
"This is really happening, isn't it?" Irving was dumbfounded. Moreover, this sounded like him playing with the devil. But apart from the risks, after learning ways to make himself better by having superpowers, wouldn't it mean that he could have a beautiful lady to be his girlfriend, and not die lonely? Or was this spirit stuff all in his mind?
After much thought, he couldn't make up his mind. After all, his cowardly and forbearing character was not developed in a day or two.
"Don't make a decision in a hurry. This kind of decision is once in a lifetime. I can wait. When you decide, just recite my name silently in your heart. But for now, it's time for me to send you out of this space." Caden also seemed to know the problem of this inheritor, so Irving was not forced to make an immediate decision.
Irving raised his hand and waved it around, and realized he was alone in his bedroom and murmured to himself. "I'll be damned. This is really happening. Inheritor... and it's not just the physique that changes in the supreme's body,..."
As time flew by, Irving's life was just like before. He still went to school, ate, slept, and got bullied every day. Slowly, he completely forgot about the supreme spirit guide.
Ding!!! The alarm clock released a series of chiming sound, which were extremely noisy.At six o'clock in the morning, Irving, who was used to getting up at this time every day, didn't feel like obliging, but forced himself awake. He turned off the alarm, brushed his teeth and washed his face sleepily before going out.Although he was disliked by everyone at school, he had a sacred and glorious task in the class - to open and close the classroom door. This also meant that he arrived earlier than others and left later than them every day. So, if anything went wrong in the class, he would be the first person others would hold responsible.Just like today, Irving came to class earlier as usual and cleaned the class carefully. He would not let anyone find a reason to bully him today. As for the kind of trouble that could not be avoided, he wasn't bothered by those since there was no way to escape them. All he could do was to minimize the excuses for others to attack him.At seven thirty, t
For what Irving did in the school earlier in the day, the school wouldn't punish him too severely. At most, it would be a warning for disrupting the order of the class. After all, the school had been unfair in its previous handling of this so-called "bad student". Rabbits would bite people when they were anxious, let alone humans.In the end, the school just "kindly" asked Irving to go home to recuperate, and just come back for the final exam as a formality. Irving didn't feel aggrieved by the school's handling of the situation. He had even asked for this decision himself a long time ago but failed in his effort.After walking out of the school gate, he glanced back at the dozen or so security guards who watched him leave, with a wry smile on his face.After returning home and putting away his books, brought back from school, he sat on a chair and stared at his injured hands that he had neglected. Although they no longer hurt, they needed treatment. The wound opening on the hand had lo
In the mountains early in the morning, the air was fresh and the early birds were chirping in the trees.In fact, Irving was not really sure of the exact location of the woman who just called for help. There was only a vague direction in his mind."It should be over there." Irving, who was running wildly in the dense forest and even climbing rocks with his bare hands in some dangerous places, glanced at the birds that were constantly being frightened away, not far off. He hunched over and walked slowly over. He squatted down on the protruding rock and carefully looked at his surroundings.This place was a naturally formed flat surfaced region, with a few unnamed trees growing sparsely. There were four men standing on the flat surface at this time. The three men in straight suits should be the same as the two who fell on the ground. The men in uniforms were in a group, and the squat man wearing a black elastic vest surrounded by them actually glanced at the rock where Irving was standi
Jago stared at Irving, whose clothes were torn while running, and saw that he looked slightly young. He raised his finger and asked in confusion. "Is it him?"Sanderson nodded, regardless of whether the two parties agreed or not, and stepped back ten or so steps, leaving the space free for the two of them to play freely.Jago knew that the matter must be honored, so he put down Xena and took a step forward. He looked up and down at Irving's clothes and couldn't hold back his laughter. He bent down and laughed alone.Irving didn't know what he meant. He lowered his head and glanced at himself. Apart from his clothes being torn while running in the dense forest, there seemed to be nothing serious.Based on his feeling, Irving tilted his head slightly and did a backflip in the flash of lightning.There was a loud banging noise, and Jago appeared at the place where Irving had just stood.Jago was a little stunned. His top-down blow just now missed an unfocused person. He stood up leisurel
Irving didn't care at all about how Sanderson would deal with the situation next. Just looking at the old man's strange expression, he knew that he had some unclear relationship with Xena, who had never been masked before.After trotting all the way to the sidelines of passers-by, and returning home, before he could change out of his tattered clothes, Irving quickly called out to Caden. "I have something to ask you.""Huh?" Caden looked like she understood. Before Irving could ask the question, she began to mutter to herself: "You must want to ask why you are so powerful after only practicing for about a month? Does this question really matter? In many aspects…”Irving felt dizzy and rolled his eyes. He quickly interrupted Caden's self-righteousness and said cautiously. "That's not the problem. I feel that I have changed. It's hard for me to explain to you clearly what has changed.""It's very impolite to interrupt others when they are talking." Caden rolled her eyes at Irving and con
Irving couldn't understand why a wealthy girl like Xena would come to him, but this did not prevent him from taking her in. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were in vain.And it would be a good thing to have someone to check and balance this increasingly unreliable spirit guide, Irving thought to himself, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.Xena glanced at Irving who had already walked into the kitchen, raised the corner of her mouth in smile, stared at Caden and said softly. "Although you are very beautiful, I am not bad either, and I still have a lot of money. How much will you be willing to take to leave this man alone?”Caden looked at Xena, who was shorter than her and had to raise her head slightly to talk to her normally. She raised her hand to pick out her ears and answered with a grim look on her face. "First of all, thank you for your sincerity in your first sentence. As for leaving him, you’d better stop thinking about it. The main pro
"Come with me for a walk." Xena naturally refused to let him be. Crying and beating were her specialty, but she usually only used this trick on her father.Xena's eyes were full of tears and she pulled Irving's arm with a resentful look and shook it hard.The students around him were dumbfounded. They didn't know what kind of game Irving was playing, and they didn't expect to see him not even paying attention to such a wealthy girl. Naturally, there was also a pair of eyes, staring at him with hatred.Irving was shaken so hard that he couldn't reprimand Xena in front of many classmates. After all, he didn't want to reveal his differences yet.Xena, with an obvious smile of success on his face, grabbed Irving's hand and ran around the small campus, as if to let everyone know who the ownership of this man belonged to."Bitch..." Nancy, who saw this scene from the teaching building, cursed fiercely. For Irving, it was a completely unreasonable disaste
With Lincoln's strong body of 1.83 meters, the fist he swung with all his strength was naturally astonishing. Although in the eyes of professionals, this punch would be somewhat inadequate if it did not hit the vital point and put some effort into defense, but one should not forget now, Lincoln's opponent was just a high school student who gave off a cowardly feeling.When Lincoln started to take steps, Irving pulled Xena back, who looked worried about the world being unstable, and naturally stood in front of her.In Irving's mind, a fight must mean beating the enemy a thousand percent but at the same time damaging oneself eight hundred percent. After all, when the enemy was in a hurry and throws random punches, he could always hit himself a few times. He also resisted Lincoln's punch, and then Counterattack and knock down the opponent with one move to intimidate the gangsters surrounding you.But…"So slow!" Irving looked at Lincoln, who was moving in slow motion as if he was joking