Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 295 - 295 43 Gathering Wishes Sacrifice 4

295: Chapter 43: Gathering Wishes Sacrifice (4) 295: Chapter 43: Gathering Wishes Sacrifice (4) All sorts of bizarre, non-human creatures obediently lined up in a row, with Yimudoku standing at the very front, nervously clutching his skull-like claw.

“Sir, what do you think our family lacks?”

Gongsun Ce scrutinized him and asked, “Miss Shiyu, are you sure you can’t see him?”

Shiyu Ling excitedly said, “I can’t see, I can only hear a voice and smell a hint of sea breeze.”

Gongsun Ce thought for a moment, and then he had an understanding.

He switched to a common language and said, “You, my friend, lack nothing on your person, except for a piece of memory.”

“How so?”

“You don’t know what you look like, do you?”

Yimudoku nervously gulped down a swig of liquor, “…I can’t quite make out my own appearance.”

Indeed.

The gods’ concealment of their appearance was so effective that even they themselves couldn’t perceive it.

Unable to break the illusion, how could they recognize the transformation…

“This is because you do not know your own origins, have no self-awareness, and naturally, you can’t give yourself an ‘image.’ You’ve been on Zero Island for as long as you can remember and naturally think of yourself as a person from Zero Island…” The young man with gray hair raised his finger, pointing one by one to the pirate hat, blue coat, and sailor knife worn by the god, “But your whole attire is out of place on Zero Island, looking more like a shipwrecked pirate passing by, how could you be a native creature of Zero Island?

Captain Jelock Dadarian, your name is even written on the label of your clothes!”

Yimudoku angrily slammed the table, “You’re talking nonsense!

How could I be a hairy foreigner!”

Gongsun Ce pushed up his glasses and laughed, “Then why, when I speak in the common language, do you naturally start speaking it as well?”

Struck as if by lightning, Yimudoku only then realized that he had been speaking the language of foreigners!

The skull pirate’s memories all came rushing back.

He stepped back two paces, carried his left hand on his back, and with his right hand removed his hat and placed it over his chest, bowing to the young man.

“Young foreigner, Captain Jelock thanks you for your assistance.” He took off the fishing rod from behind him and placed it on the table.

“My treasures and ship have sunk, only this fishing rod remains…” His chin quivered, as if he were smiling, “Please accept it, my young friend.

May the sea breeze protect your path.”

“Ah, really, that’s too kind…” Gongsun Ce was about to decline when the skeleton pirate had already dissipated into light.

He awkwardly placed the fishing rod behind the stool, “Next, please!”

Half an hour later.

“Oh no, oh no, I hope Little Ce and the others don’t make a scene!”

“I’m sorry, Linai, Grandma is being unreasonable.”

The hooded witch hurriedly ran out from the direction of the stage, followed by Hua Xiaobu wearing a fox mask.

“It was originally decided that I would perform…”

“It’s alright, Sister Hua, this is originally our duty anyway!”

Due to a last-minute change in dance performers, Fu Jian’s grandmother hurriedly briefed her on some precautions, causing Linai to only now be able to get away and escape with the performer of the Divine Entertainment Dance.

She prayed with all her heart that the two guests wouldn’t cause a major commotion—as far as she knew them, the likelihood of them causing trouble was 100%, the only difference being the scale of it.

“…Sister Hua, something’s not right.”

Linai had just walked a few steps when she frowned.

The abnormality of the festival was almost immediately apparent: the north side of the street was as deserted as if the festival had ended prematurely, barely any guests visible, and even the number of stallholders had significantly decreased; yet the south side of the street was a bustling scene, with gods packed densely at that end of the street.

“Is it a ninja?” Hua asked.

Linai sniffed, “I don’t smell any blood…”

She hurried along with the witch of the Inari Shrine to the south side, and no sooner had she glanced over than she exclaimed in shock, “What is this?!”

But she saw all sorts of ghastly and ghostly figures neatly lined up in a long queue, each god wearing a look of anticipation and joy.

There were comforting specks of light floating in the air and a harmonious atmosphere all around, with gods occasionally turning into light and disappearing, as if a great master was holding a grand exorcism to help all demons ascend to heaven!

The gray-haired Superpower User was sitting at a small table at the front of the line, carefully examining a nervous, long-haired monster, discussing something with Shiyu Ling.

Linai rushed to the table, screaming frantically, “I was only away for half an hour!

What have you all done?!!!”

The Superpower User clapped his hands, “Miss Linai, you’re just in time!

I’m at a loss right now, please help me understand the background of this Lord of God, what he likes as offerings.”

Linai instinctively replied, “This is the Duoluo God, guarding the temple, specifically punishing those disrespectful to the gods and Buddha…”

“The temple…

I see.” The Superpower User produced a string of prayer beads and handed them over, “Master Duoluo only remembers to guard the sacred site with dignity but forgot his own practice of reciting scriptures and Buddha.

How can you achieve your wishes if you only care about one aspect and neglect the other?”

The long-haired monster twirled the prayer beads, and his malevolent face surprisingly revealed a dignified aura.

“Indeed, indeed!

The benefactor’s words strike like a wake-up call, enlightening me.

I, Monk Duoluo, thank the benefactor for fulfilling my purpose!”

Having said that, yet another centennial god turned into light and dissipated.

Shiyu Ling noted in her notebook, “Number 33, farewell, next please~”

“We’ve already exorcised 33 in just over half an hour?!”

“Actually, it could have been faster.” Gongsun Ce rubbed his head and said, “The main issue is that we both don’t really understand the characteristics of these gods, so we had to guess one by one based on basic observations.

Just now there were some whose issues we couldn’t identify, so we could only apologize and let them go first…”