Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 406 - 406 88 Fate_3

406: Chapter 88 Fate_3 406: Chapter 88 Fate_3 He decided to heed the words of Lord of Gods and casually inquired about some relatively less crucial information.

“Have you been injured?” asked Shiyu Lianyi.

“Shiyu Genmi claimed to have removed your regret.”

Yidou Nengmai was combing the King of Destiny’s long hair, gently picking out a slightly shorter strand with her bare hands.

“What do you think is regret, child?” asked the witch.

Shiyu Lianyi pondered her intention.

“For Lord Huojin God, it is as insignificant as a strand of hair?”

Yidou Nengmai let go of the King of Destiny’s hair strand.

“When you answered my question, you began to think, you reached a conclusion, and a thought emerged in your mind,” she whispered, her tone as light as someone speaking beside a sleeping child’s bed.

“This thought came swiftly and left just as quickly, lasting only for a moment before ending, leaving behind just a trace…

That is a regret.”

Shiyu Lianyi was at a loss for words.

He remained silent for a long while; during that time, Yidou Nengmai combed the King of Destiny’s hair with a wooden comb.

“I understand,” said the young man in a suit, “Also, about Sister Ling’s breakthrough…”

The King of Destiny himself spoke up then.

“The bean was meant for you to use in a desperate counterattack or as his reward,” the King of Destiny frowned.

“Your Shiyu family always does something beyond my expectations, your father and sister did so, and you are no different.”

Shiyu Lianyi said in surprise, “Me too?”

The King of Destiny pulled forth Shiyu Lianyi’s scroll, and the scene leapt to when he was rescued from the research institute, Rina curiously interacting with him.

“I bestowed upon you the power of heart connection to meet a kind girl.

She could have led you out of the darkness, yet you forcefully severed the thread and headed to the City of the Sky,” the King of Destiny looked at him much like a father dismayed by his stubborn child, “You too dislike the arrangements of destiny.”

Shiyu Lianyi was dumbfounded; he hadn’t anticipated that this significant figure would worry so much about him.

Embarrassed, the young man said, “I thought my superpower was…”

“Heart-to-heart connection is indeed my power because it’s impossible for people to truly understand each other; the exchange of hearts is a miracle that shouldn’t happen,” the King of Destiny sighed, “Oh…

but you did well outside of Zero Island.

I’m glad that you didn’t kill John.”

John?

Shiyu Lianyi momentarily forgot who the King of Destiny meant.

After reflecting for a moment, he remembered the name, John Garcia.

“Do you mean the corpse?”

“He is my seed.”

The King of Destiny shifted his gaze as if it pierced through the shrine’s walls, looking afar.

“I granted him an immensely difficult-to-handle power, powerful yet hard to relieve him of his torment,” the King of Destiny said.

“He surely blames me, but that is destiny…

Overcoming numerous obstacles for minimal reward.”

Shiyu Lianyi recalled the disfigured superpower user.

The corpse also suffered, tormented by fate, like all beings of Zero Island.

“Lord Huojin God,” Shiyu Lianyi said softly, “when I stepped onto the path of misfortune…”

He had once stepped unguarded onto the road, attempting to obtain power through malevolence, but nothing happened on the misfortune path except for a beautiful dream.

“You have power, but it is immature; your heart is too fragile.

At that time, you would have been easily assimilated by me, becoming a mad monster twisted by one-sided justice.

Destiny cannot give you power for nothing…

I could only allow you to return safely without stepping into other dangers.”

The King of Destiny looked him straight in the eyes.

“Now, child, you have grown up.

You understand this cruel world and have your own views on destiny.

You now qualify to walk the same path as me.”

Yidou Nengmai stood behind the King of Destiny, quietly adding, “You can take back everything you ever traded and possess powers stronger than now.

You will represent Lord Huojin God, but you will also need to pay the price.”

Shiyu Lianyi understood.

This was a trade, a transaction with the gods.

Once agreed, he would become a truly powerful individual…

But all transactions have a cost.

Shiyu Lianyi vaguely sensed from the King of Destiny’s words, His representative is the most unfree, most restricted powerhouse in the world.

Shiyu Lianyi stood up and smiled at the controllers of destiny.

His smile was no longer as graceful as before, but truly resembled that of a cheerful university student.

“Thank you!

I think for me, this is just fine as it is!”

The King of Destiny knew what answer he would give, so he wasn’t surprised.

“Then, you will receive your deserved reward and leave from here.”

The King of Destiny raised his pen, personally wrote lines of script for Shiyu Lianyi, and then handed him the paper along with the dice.

The shrine’s doors opened, and the light from the outside grew brighter.

The King of Destiny raised his hand, caressing Shiyu Lianyi’s face.

“From now on, no one can exploit your power, and any arrogant attempts to replicate the Curse Scale will meet their due punishment.

Continue to live on, struggling in this harsh world.”

The gods of misfortune and the benevolent witch both reached out, gently pushing Shiyu Lianyi out of the shrine.

He rapidly retreated down the long pilgrimage path, watching one torii gate after another flash by.

Everything became a blur, and the nameless world was about to dissipate.

Just before the light of reality shone upon him, he faintly heard the two people’s voices.

“Child, destiny will not give you more gifts.

I can only tell you this with powerless words…”

As not the King of Destiny and the Benevolent God, but as two people who cared for him, these words were spoken.

“…Wish you happiness.”

·

Shiyu Lianyi opened his eyes, and the morning sunlight was strikingly bright.

He saw a flash of gold before his eyes, as dazzling as the sun and impossible to look away from.

“Ah, you’re awake!

Lianyi, what happened?

You just fainted out of the blue…” Kardesia shook him vigorously, “Are you okay?

Asleep?

Why are you crying?”

“I had a dream.”

“What did you dream of?”

“The Lord of Gods.” Shiyu Lianyi smiled at her, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes.

“Stern, cruel, high above, but also with a gentle side…

the Lord of Gods.”