Chapter 4 Let the world feel the pain!

In the western part of Magic City, the temple on Nightmare on Elm Street.

A shadowy priest in a black robe sat side by side with a man in luxurious clothes on a bench in the chapel hall.

The believers walking in and out of the temple hall frequently paid their respects to the man in luxurious clothes, simply because his handsome appearance, like a sculpture, was truly unusual.

In Hell, this kind of appearance usually only appears on succubi or vampires.

And considering the Shadow Priest's rejection of succubi, the man's identity seems self-evident, leaving only one possibility.

"How's he doing lately?"

"It's just so-so... How can an 'orphan' live? Respected Mr. Roxel, can't you imagine that this is a place where demon kings are bred?"

"I know, the teaching there is very strict—"

"Not only is it strict, most of the students there are high-ranking demons with prominent status like you. As a human with 'pure blood', he not only has to learn knowledge there, but also has to be careful not to become the prey of other demons."

Hearing the displeasure and condemnation in that tone, Roxie Colin felt a little at a loss, but she still instinctively wanted to excuse herself for her irresponsibility.

"To be honest... I never thought he would take this path. In fact, I would rather recommend him to become a clergyman serving the Demon God like Tiffany..."

Feeling the murderous intent in the eyes beside him, Roxelle couldn't help but shiver his neck and tactfully stopped talking.

Although he was a vampire duke, he did not have much confidence in front of this shadow priest.

It has nothing to do with strength or status.

Mainly because this old human shadow priest is the adoptive father of his deceased lover, in other words, his future father-in-law.

That’s not all.

After his lover died of a stubborn disease that could not be cured by magic, he shamelessly begged this "father-in-law" to take in the child he and his lover had created - Luo Yan.

Even in hell, having an illegitimate child is a shameful thing, especially an illegitimate child born to a clergyman.

But he didn't really have a choice.

Born into a noble family like Colin, even a vampire duke has no choice in many cases.

The elders and patriarch of the family would not agree to him accepting an illegitimate child to dilute the noble blood of the Colin family. No one in the whole hell is more obsessed with bloodline than the vampires.

Shortly after Tiffany's death, Roxelle was forced to marry the eldest daughter of a collateral family at the behest of her father, and now has a son and a daughter.

"Becoming a clergyman... Hehe, the Demon God's temple is almost becoming a harem for people like you to raise illegitimate children!"

Jeffrey sighed. Even though he looked down on this guy from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to blame him too much... after all, it was meaningless.

He had already said everything he needed to say eighteen years ago, and he really didn't want to repeat himself.

After a pause, the old dark priest spoke slowly.

"Luo Yan...he is a very hard-working child. He has his own ideas and is very opinionated. Even this name is given by himself. Since you have decided not to involve him in the affairs of the Colin family, I hope you can put your words into practice and stop interfering with his development."

"I know. I know."

Roxay smiled timidly and looked at the statue in front of the temple, with a hint of fatigue and pride in his eyes.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised. He works harder and is more outstanding than I thought. Although there is nothing I can do about his talent in spellcasting, in a place like the Demon King Academy, he actually got full marks in all subjects in the written exams, and for two consecutive years... Maybe he is more suitable to be the next head of the family than me."

Although vampires are immortal, they cannot remain the head of a family forever.

Every century, the head of the family would hand over the title of prince, which symbolizes the status of the head of the family, to the next head of the family, and he would enter the glorious Council of Elders.

However, because of this system, the head of the family had little real power in the first fifty years, and in the next fifty years he was basically in a state of co-governance with the Council of Elders.

A family head like him might be a pawn of the Elders' Council for a whole hundred years... until his child becomes the next family head and passively becomes a powerful vampire prince due to his father's weakness.

Looking at the indecisive man, Jeffrey said calmly.

"I remind you again that you said you would not involve him in the Colin family dispute."

At this time, a bat flew in from the gate of the temple and landed precisely next to the bench.

Looking at the copper tube on the bat's feet, Jeffrey reached out and took it off. When he took out the letter, he stuffed a ticket inside as a reward for delivering the letter.

Watching the bat flapping its wings and flying away, Jeffrey unfolded the letter in his hand and read to the end. A smile appeared on his face, and then he handed it to Roxie who was sitting next to him.

"I want to read your son's letter to you...but you should read it yourself."

Roxel took the letter and unfolded it carefully.

When he read that Luo Yan was appreciated by the demigod lich because he volunteered to be the Demon King, and was recommended to the cabinet to be entrusted with an important task, he couldn't help but stand up... although he sat back down quickly.

"He actually chose to become a demon king?!"

This kid... is much braver than his father.

Roxe couldn't help feeling ashamed when he thought of this, but he couldn't help but feel proud of him.

Jeffrey nodded, a smile on his face.

"As you can see, he is even better than we thought...even without the support of you and your family."

"I...I don't know what to say." Holding the envelope, Roxie lowered his head in shame.

Jeffrey said gently.

"No need to say anything, we just need to support him silently behind the scenes."

Roxelle was silent for a long time, then suddenly gritted her teeth and took off the ring on her index finger.

"Please give it to him for me."

Although this ring is not a very powerful magic item, it is made of expensive mithril and blood diamonds, and it can be sold for five or six million Hell Silver Coins without any pressure.

As the next head of the family, although he had no worries about food and clothing, he could not squeeze out much pocket money.

On the one hand, his father is keeping a close eye on him, and on the other hand, his current wife, who he married formally, is also keeping a close eye on him.

He sent almost all of the little money he could squeeze out every month to the temple.

Jeffrey reached out and pushed the ring back, looking at Roxelle and shaking his head.

"The Colin family ring appeared on the hand of an eighteen-year-old child. I think this is not a good idea for either you or him. Not only can you not help him, but it may also have the opposite effect and make people with bad intentions target him."

"But--"

Jeffrey stopped Grand Duke Rosek who was about to say something and continued in a calm tone.

"I didn't give him all the money you sent him every month... I certainly didn't donate it to the temple, but I saved most of it for him. Now that he's 18 years old and will be taking up his post in the Demon King's Territory soon, I think it's time to use this money."

There was surprise on Roxay's face, which then turned into excitement.

He didn't expect that his future father-in-law would do so much for him!

"Thanks……"

Looking at the vampire duke who thanked him sincerely, Jeffrey just smiled faintly and turned his gaze to the statue of the demon in front of the temple.

"You're welcome."

"He's not just your child."

Also my grandson.

…

The next day.

At six o'clock in the morning, the amethyst dome above the Magic City lit up on time, casting soft moonlight on the sleeping city.

For the demons in hell, the rising of the "moon" means the beginning of a new day.

However, what woke Luo Yan up from his dream was not the moonlight shining on the corner of the table, but the knock on the door.

"Luo Yan, are you up? The graduation ceremony will start soon. I want to go to the cafeteria first. Do you want to come with me?"

It was Iger's voice.

As Luo Yan's few friends in Class 2, Grade 3, the two would occasionally go to class together.

Shaking his dizzy brain, Luo Yan stood up from the floor.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there - never mind, I can't finish it in a while, you go first, I'll be there soon."

Looking at the messy room, Luo Yan suddenly changed his words midway through his speech.

Although Yige, who was standing at the door, felt strange, he didn't think much about it.

"Okay, I'll be leaving first then."

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away at the door, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and began to tidy up the messy room.

I studied “My Fellow Villager’s Diary” until late last night, and unexpectedly I fell asleep on the floor.

But thanks to this, he was able to read the entire book from beginning to end.

In general, the diary is quite interesting. He might even be able to get a contract if he submits it to a website called Qidian. He even thought of a title for the book: This Different World is Too Real!

Who knows, maybe it can even make it to the monthly ticket list?

The only thing to complain about is that this diary is too much like a diary. Most of its content is Isaac IV's complaints about the backward productivity and production system of the other world from the perspective of modern people.

For example, the noble ladies and ladies didn't take baths, and the body odor in the banquet hall was enough to make people faint. There were no flush toilets in the palace, and one had to be on guard against assassins hiding under the tower when going to the toilet... It seemed that one of his brothers was killed by an assassin using supernatural powers in this way.

For example, there were no light bulbs, no smartphones, no way to surf the Internet, etc. In short, they are all trivial things in life.

Of course, this guy isn't all complaining.

In order to solve these problems, he did what a time traveler should do.

For example, he transformed the drainage and water supply system of the capital of the Kingdom of Lane, built drainage canals and public baths, improved papermaking, and invented the printing press - he even invented the steam engine and chemical fertilizers.

Luo Yan was not sure whether, if given another ten or twenty years, he would start an industrial revolution with supernatural characteristics in the other world.

In short, if what is written in the diary is true, then this guy cannot be called "incompetent" at all.

The stigma of the so-called "incompetent king" is indeed more like a slander and frame-up by the vested interest groups that have taken advantage of the cheese.

Although the diary did not mention what happened after this series of changes, it was recorded in the General History of the Ottoman Empire that Isaac IV was punished by God for blasphemy and was excommunicated by the oracle sent down by Saint Sith himself.

Immediately afterwards, Isaac IV's group, which had been deserted by its friends and relatives, was attacked by the Ottoman Empire.

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Although the results of those reforms were basically preserved, the Isaac Dynasty was destroyed in the war, leaving only a few words of final judgment from the victors.

The current Ryan Kingdom is already in its third dynasty, and all the events surrounding Isaac IV are a thousand years old...

To be honest, Luo Yan was full of doubts about this history.

According to Principal Ivan, at the peak of his powers, Isaac IV was suspected to have power comparable to that of a god.

With such strong individual strength and strong national power, how could the Isaac Dynasty be abolished by an oracle? Moreover, how did this guy blaspheme the gods? Or what did he do to attract the fear of the gods?

Unfortunately, however, the diary did not mention the things that Luo Yan was really curious about. It only wrote that someone had made a steam engine and then stopped there.

Even at the end of the diary, Isaac IV only mentioned in passing that he was not suitable for practicing magic. The elements floating between heaven and earth rejected him as if he had greeted their biological mothers, and he was destined to be a bronze man in this life.

Obviously.

Until the time this diary was written, Isaac IV was only at the bronze level in strength, and he gained the worship of mortals entirely through his own mortal powers.

As for obtaining power comparable to that of gods, that happened in an unknown number of years after he completed a series of reforms in the Kingdom of Ryan.

To be honest, Luo Yan didn't care about the steam engine at all. That thing was not a rare thing for people who had received nine years of compulsory education.

In contrast, he certainly wanted to know how Isaac IV later broke through the bottleneck of the bronze level and finally stood on the shoulders of the gods...

But unfortunately, the part he was most curious about was not written! It is unknown whether Isaac IV himself wrote it in other diaries, or whether this memory has been completely erased in the long river of history.

"It seems that for some reason, Isaac IV did not publish his diary in the end... Was it because he didn't want to, or couldn't? Or... did he have other intentions?"

Luo Yan glanced at the translation written by Professor Ivan next to him.

It's too hurtful to say that it's irrelevant, but after all, the punctuation mark was guessed correctly. It is also quite useful to simply regard it as the cultivation experience of a demigod-level lich.

Just keep it for now.

If I am lucky enough to cultivate to the demigod or grandmaster level.

Just when Luo Yan was about to close the diary and go to sleep with disappointment, he saw a few lines of small words on the last page of the diary -

"I believe that my crossing was not accidental. After me, there must be someone else who will come here along the passage I once passed through. As for the reason... I'm not sure if I should tell you here, and I'm even more unsure if you can still read this diary if I choose to tell you now."

"In short, if you were my compatriot, you would surely be able to guess my identity, understand the information I left behind... and encounter the same problem as me one day in the future."

"And if that day really comes, I believe that even without my extra reminders, you will be able to understand your own mission."

"In addition, as a welcome to you, I have prepared a special gift for you, and this is also the last work that I will leave in this world—"

“I’m sure you’ll like it!”

The ink used in these lines is completely different from that in the previous pages.

Both the quality of the ink and the distortion of the handwriting indicate that these words were most likely added on a whim one year after Isaac IV completed the entire diary.

Below this text on the last page, the method of receiving this "special gift" is recorded.

It was a bronze-level magic ritual that did not require high mental and magical power, so even he could barely afford it.

The only requirement for the ceremony is to prepare a relic that retains the aura of Isaac IV himself.

Principal Irwin's necklace just fits this requirement! My sleepiness is gone!

Restraining his excitement, Luo Yan spent an hour meticulously drawing the magic circle with magic crystal chalk, and placed the necklace in the center of the circle. He then recited the spell that was written in pinyin for some reason -

"loyalty--"

"Ring the Great Bell!"

"Pious—"

"Heat up the copper furnace and start the valve!"

"boiling--"

"Sincere water, piston dance!"

"praise--"

"The Great Mechanical God!"

Hmm? God of the Machines?

The moment he sang the last note, Luo Yan only felt a flash of white light, and then he lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already early morning the next day.

When Luo Yan got up from the floor, he felt a severe pain in the back of his head, just like he had a hangover.

Since this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, he couldn't figure out whether the pain in the back of his head was caused by lying on the floor all night, or simply because his magic power was too low and was absorbed by the magic circle in front of him.

"The magic power... doesn't seem to have decreased. Is it other energy sources rather than magic power that drives the magic circle?"

As for the so-called gift in the diary, Luo Yan didn't have much intuitive feeling, so much so that he even felt like he was being fooled.

What was going on? While he was hastily cleaning the magic circle and tidying up the room, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

"…Where's the necklace?"

Luo Yan hurriedly bent over and searched the floor thoroughly, even opening and turning over the unrelated desk drawers, but there was no sign of the necklace.

No more?

Luo Yan's expression gradually changed.

If Principal Ivan knew about this, I would have thrown away the antique that he gave me that very day. I wonder if that would make the old witch angry enough to come back to life.

Tell it the whole story?

For example, the "secret text" in the diary is actually the language of another world, and Isaac IV and I are both time travelers...

"No... that's not possible."

Hot sweat was already breaking out on Luo Yan's forehead. It would be easier to fool the old monster by telling him that he had lost his necklace.

"Anyway, calm down first."

Luo Yan took a deep breath, sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and calmed down to meditate.

Just at this moment, he calmed down and suddenly sensed a hint of unusual abnormality in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He saw that in the white mist as thin as a veil, there seemed to be something hidden that he had never seen before.

According to the textbook, the white mist is his spiritual entity, or his soul.

He had never heard of any kind of ritual magic that could change the shape of the soul's origin! "...What's going on?"

With a hint of uneasiness and curiosity, Luo Yan controlled his consciousness and carefully floated towards the indescribable fog.

As he continued to go deeper into the spiritual world, he became more and more convinced that there was something hidden in the fog.

There is something there...

Could it be that necklace? !

No--

It doesn't seem that simple! When his consciousness was completely in the center of the spiritual world, he suddenly discovered that there was a stone tablet standing in that empty space.

When Luo Yan saw clearly the words engraved on the stone tablet, he was stunned.

[The "Natural Disaster" system has been loaded! ]

【Let this stupid world feel the pain! 】

[——by, the supreme mechanical god Lint Isaac]

The activity guessing contest is just for fun, everyone just needs to have a good laugh. It is said that there are quite a few people who read it without any pen name, let me be smug for two seconds, hehe.

(End of this chapter)