McCandy acquired an alt account system, and from then on, he had various alternate identities (alt accounts).
As someone who loved reading novels, he naturally knew what alt accounts meant. I...
Chapter 37 ...
"Hiss~" The doctor opened his slightly blurry eyes and stood up unsteadily.
Where is this place?
What was he doing before?
He remembered that it was to find out who the director's lover was.
Then they started grabbing the blanket.
Then, inside the blanket, there were two people whose faces weren't clearly visible; all they saw was a huge black hole that sucked the two boys in.
Then, because he was holding onto the blanket, he was sucked into the black hole, and later, the director was also sucked in because he was holding onto the blanket.
Okay, these relationships are a bit messy.
The most urgent task now is to find the director; we don't know where they've fallen.
In fact, such black holes are quite normal in this era of spiritual revival.
In this abnormal world, it is broken and torn apart.
It is quite possible that a black hole is a spacetime continuum.
Of course, this possibility is not very high; it mostly occurs in places that are heavily polluted or exposed to radiation.
I never expected it to be like this...
So why exactly does it happen in bed?
Why were those two boys sucked in? And why did he impulsively try to grab the blanket? Why did the warden stop him?
She scratched her head in annoyance.
Then suddenly a light appeared in front of me, gradually expanding.
The doctor squinted slightly, looking a little uncomfortable.
After seeing the scene clearly, he instinctively wanted to run over; there were people inside.
There was a child inside—my intuition told me that this person must be Kendall.
However, his appearance... is slightly different from Kendall's.
He has a more sunny and sacred appearance, especially the diamond-shaped mark on his forehead, which he certainly didn't have when he was Kendall.
He soon discovered that he could only stay in place and could not move forward.
They were like people from two different worlds, only able to watch each other from the shadows.
The child inside, with golden hair, lay leisurely on the grass with his eyes closed.
Suddenly the child opened his eyes and stared straight at the doctor, causing the doctor's heart to skip a beat.
He soon realized it was an illusion, because the child quickly smiled.
"Uncle, where did you go today? I haven't seen you all day."
He was clearly speaking to someone else, who was walking towards the child from behind him.
He stood there like a ghost, and the man walked right through him.
It was as if he didn't exist.
Ashu? Or Ahshu? This name sounds a bit strange.
After all, he is an elder, why call him by such an intimate name?
The doctor was unaware that back in Kentucky, all older men were referred to as "uncle".
Because of habitual common sense, the doctor made a mistake and did not realize that it was just "uncle" with "ah" added in front of it.
Of course, the course of events will not be halted or changed because of one's thoughts throughout life.
The uncle approached; he appeared to be a kind-looking middle-aged man.
His appearance is almost identical to that of KFC, with only slight differences.
“Aji, I went to check around today, and not many people are approaching this riverbank. We can stay here for a while,” the uncle explained.
"But Uncle, weren't you going to find your son? You won't find him if you stay here." Kendall stared at his uncle with wide eyes.
All of them believed that only their father and mother were gods.
They have lived there for generations.
They believe in God.
Legend has it that the gods brought wisdom and bestowed intelligence upon all animals that lacked intelligence.
From then on, intelligent animals began to worship gods.
The god was deeply moved by this, so he sent messengers to the territories of various demon races to provide guidance.
The initial messengers were simply humans favored by the gods who were granted abilities.
But the messengers that followed were chosen by God from among the messengers' descendants.
She also changed her name to Divine Child...
Because the messenger will serve God throughout his life, everything he owns belongs to God.
Therefore, it is impossible for them to have offspring.
But God infused them with his power, and the children of God became children of God with divine power.
They have only one father's DNA, and then there is the power of God.
They all believed in "luck".
All of them were born in the temple, conceived by the gods, who instilled knowledge into their minds, and then they were placed in a place.
In this place, what they want is survival and killing.
It's all about luck. If you survive, you become a divine child, coveted and revered as a god by various demon clans.
If you are going to die, that is your fate; you have returned to the embrace of the Lord.
The current Kentucky Fried Chicken... oh, now his name is Aji.
Of course, he chose that name himself.
This was his favorite word, though he didn't know that people might need surnames.
He originally had a code name, 201. Why was it a code name? Because God, for convenience, assigned the first 100 people born to be of higher rank, 1, 2... 100, and so on. In total, there were more than 200 people, and he was the extra one, 201.
He happened to be the last one born after that, so he was named 201.
It's too long; it's inconvenient to pronounce.
Let's call her Aji.
Here, everyone possesses certain talents, combat abilities, and cognitive abilities, but the environment is also brutal, as they need to plunder resources for survival.
Similarly, they do not live in groups, nor do they form cliques, because "God" forbids it.
That's how you survive.
Aji usually hid very carefully; he was the 201st person to be born. He was the last one.
It is also the weakest one.
As a result, he was caught by accident, and the person took everything he could eat or use.
They even gripped Aji tightly with both hands, hoping to suffocate him to death, since there were no other sharp objects around him.
This child wasn't very strong, and he wasn't even born very early. His birth number was also relatively late—125—which was still much better than Aji's.
They are like clones, looking very similar, with only one difference, both coming from the so-called father, or possibly the mother's genes.
Similarly, they don't have any special abilities. They will only gain the ability to predict the future after leaving this place. Right now, they are just ordinary people.
There are limited spots available, and who knows when they might die.
Therefore, everyone is resorting to any means necessary to kill others.
Aji slowly relaxed his body, and the child thought he could no longer hold on, so he slowly let go.
Suddenly, Aji opened her eyes wide and pushed his hand away.
He rolled twice in a disheveled state and jumped into the river.
The child stared blankly into the river, but Ah Ji's figure had already disappeared from sight.
When Aji woke up, only this uncle was by her side.
Uncle is an illegal immigrant. He came here for his own reasons, but Aji doesn't care.
This means that Uncle is a variable, the one he relies on to survive.
Aji asked him his name, and he said to just call him Uncle.
Uncle was a capable man, so his life gradually began to improve.
Although he would throw him into a group of strange beasts to train his strength.
But he also taught him a lot, which made his skills even better.
Uncle goes out every day, and before he leaves, he finds a safe place for Aji.
Then let him stay there.
Aji was a little puzzled. He said that he was already very strong and could plunder other people's resources without having to hide.
After hearing his words, Aji didn't know how to describe the look in his uncle's eyes.
There seemed to be some sadness, and also some resolute determination.
He pressed hard on Aji's shoulder and said to him, "I don't want you to kill people; they are your comrades."
Aji disagreed, saying that if he didn't kill them, they would kill him instead.
But he still obediently nodded.
He would listen to what his uncle said. His uncle clearly understood that talking to someone who had grown up with these ideas wouldn't change anything.
"I've come to find my child," the uncle said sadly.
"Children?" Aji asked, puzzled. Were there other people in this land?
"...I don't know if he's still alive. He was a child like you."
Aji finally understood: his child was one of these 200 people!
A child created by God, yet Uncle cares about him so much.
“No matter what, that’s my child. The child is innocent. I am a rebel. I have betrayed God.”
Aji listened quietly as her uncle told her about the outside world.
The uncle said that he was just like them, a child created by humans.
But due to an accident, he ended up stranded outside.
Then he saw the outside world and realized how pathetic they had been, even though the people outside weren't much better off now.
So he severed his connection with God and abandoned God's gifts.
Although he is still being hunted, he feels that he is living for himself.
Until one day he learned something: one of the chosen children of the third time was his child, who had his genes.
He suddenly felt a sense of responsibility, so he found this place.
They want to find a child who carries their bloodline.
After hearing this, Aji's eyes lit up; he envied the child.
Because that child was being hoped for; someone was hoping the child would live.
But he didn't. "Then does my father, like my uncle, also long for me?"
He was a little rusty as he pronounced the word "father," a word his uncle had taught him.
The uncle smiled and said, "Yes, every father longs for his child."
Aji was both happy and shy as she crawled inside into the blanket made of dried leaves.
The doctor looked at the scene before him with a complicated expression; it was indeed quite adorable.
But this should just be a white lie, since everyone will be selected.
Uncle only realized his responsibilities as a person after coming into contact with the outside world.
This accident was more like a miracle, something that cannot be replicated.
So if his father hadn't died, he would have been peacefully serving God as a son of God and wouldn't have realized anything was wrong.
It's more likely that the person died in the previous selection.