thefictionvixens 0005 I want to open a small door leading to the Golden Throne.
0005 I want to open a small door leading to the Golden Throne.
Zhou Yun's expression turned somewhat annoyed.
He didn't catch the footsteps outside the door before the knocking sounded.
This body's physical condition is not good.
The golden flames emanating from the Golden Throne reshaped this body at every cellular level, but only to a healthy state, eliminating the damage caused by alcohol and prolonged sitting; they did not improve his physical attributes.
This body was inferior to that of a diviner who had toiled and struggled in the hives and undergone rigorous training by Grefax, and even further from the physique of a forest hunter.
The hunter's body in the forest... looking back now, it was indeed extraordinary.
At that time, Zhou Yun had keen senses and could detect the faintest sounds in the forest, distinguish the footsteps of every kind of wild animal, easily leap up tall trees, and run as fast as agile wild animals... and yet he was just an ordinary forest hunter.
Awakening bodily memories often requires external stimulation. In that forest, with its ever-expanding undergrowth, Zhou Yun didn't awaken many of the hunter's memories.
Now that I think about it carefully, could that forest full of strange giant beasts and wild animals, and the hunters' superhuman physical abilities, be... the home planet of Primarch Lion King Ryan El-Jonson?
The thought that the hunter's body was like that of Caliban Superman made Zhou Yun realize that the scholar's physical attributes were more reasonable.
That godforsaken place was teeming with colossal beasts distorted by the influence of the warp. Even a demigod like Ryan Al Johnson would struggle to deal with just one. He even mistook the Tzeentch archdeacon Carlos the Fateweaver, who attacked him, for a regular Caliban beast. The sheer scale of that wretched place, Caliban, was truly astounding.
The coming-of-age ceremony for the local mortal knights in Caliban is actually to hunt a giant beast... In order to hunt the giant beast, these forest knights even learned to handcraft power armor, power swords, chainsaw swords, and explosive guns.
No wonder the hunters in this godforsaken place have such terrifying physical abilities and hunting skills.
Zhou Yun pondered as he waited.
The knocking on the door grew more urgent.
After Zhou Yun focused his mind and gathered his energy, his hunter skills began to take effect again, and Grefax's teachings also began to help Zhou Yun make judgments.
The breathing sounds outside the door, the force of the knocking, and the hurried footsteps all wove together an image of the person outside in Zhou Yun's mind.
The person outside the door should be a woman, between sixteen and twenty years old, about 1.7 meters tall, weighing around 90 kilograms, and in good health. She knocks on the door in a hurried yet hesitant manner, as if she is unsure whether there is anyone inside.
When the knocking stopped, and the person outside seemed to assume no one was home and was about to leave based on the footsteps, Zhou Yun went to open the door.
It's not that he's cautious, he just has PTSD.
When she was a diviner, that wicked woman, Grefax, always liked to ambush Zhou Yun unexpectedly to train his precognitive abilities.
But it must be said that Grefax's training did save Zhou Yun several times... although in the end Zhou Yun was tricked by his own precognitive abilities again.
The door opened, revealing the woman's back to Zhou Yun.
The woman was indeed around 1.7 meters tall, slender and tall, with long black hair falling over her white belted coat, hanging down to her waist, the ends held in place by a hair tie, swaying gently with her movements.
Upon hearing the door open, the woman paused for a moment, then quickly turned around.
Zhou Yun saw the worry that had been on her still somewhat childish face.
But the moment she saw Zhou Yun, her expression turned to anger.
"You're back? Why didn't you open the door? Did you go gambling again last night?!"
The girl rushed towards Zhou Yun almost immediately, trying to grab his collar.
Zhou Yun instinctively took a step back and turned to dodge. The girl brushed past Zhou Yun and rushed into the room. She staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Zhou Yun reached out and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from falling.
The girl gritted her teeth and looked at Zhou Yun with a frustrated and angry gaze.
"Let me go," the girl said shrilly.
"Did you say thank you?" Zhou Yun asked without changing his expression.
The girl's expression instantly twisted into a grimace. She shook her wrist, trying to break free from Zhou Yun's grasp, but unfortunately, she failed.
Zhou Yun simply looked at her.
"Thank you." The girl uttered these two words with difficulty, as if they weighed a ton.
But Zhou Yun still didn't let go, and continued, "What did you call me?"
"..." The girl gasped for breath, "Thank you, Uncle Zhou Yun."
uncle.....
Zhou Yun, who had successfully used the cliché, had his memory activated by this word.
He remembered that the girl was his niece, the child of his brother who had died in battle.
Zhou Yun's brother's wife died early, and his father was drafted into the army during the war against the Illyria barbarians. He followed the governor Connor and died in that far north. He didn't even leave behind his body, only a pension and his nine-year-old child, the girl in front of Zhou Yun.
"Tita." Zhou Yun released Tita's hand.
He also noticed something: the girl called him Zhou Yun.
This is interesting; it seems the fact that the diviner's name is also Zhou Yun is not a coincidence.
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It seems that Zhou Yun's existence has completely replaced that of the scholar in people's minds.
This is normal. The warp is a dimension of will, and it's easy for the Emperor, who possesses almost infinite psychic power, to distort this understanding.
It is unknown how large the scope of this replacement is, but Zhou Yun guessed that the scope is probably on a global scale.
If given a choice, Zhou Yun would prefer that this powerful psionic energy be used for more practical purposes, such as giving him psionic energy at the level of his Primarch Magnus...
Tita put some distance between herself and Zhou Yun, then, as if venting her anger, kicked a wine bottle that had fallen to the ground. The bottle hit the corner of the room with a crisp sound.
At the same time, Tita saw the half of the rope lying on the floor... Tita's expression froze. She looked up and saw the other half hanging from the roof beam.
Finally, she turned her head and saw the still clearly visible ligature marks on Zhou Yun's neck.
"What do you want to do?" Tita's voice became very soft, filled with fear.
"I opened a small door leading to the Golden Throne, but once I stuck my head in, I realized my body couldn't fit in." Zhou Yun noticed the atmosphere had become a bit gloomy and tried to lighten the mood with a joke.
Tita clearly didn't understand what the Golden Throne meant, but Zhou Yun's tone angered her.
She let out a furious growl, instantly reminding Zhou Yun of the wild beasts of the Caliban forest. Then, she charged at Zhou Yun with incredible speed, a powerful slap aimed straight at his cheek.
Zhou Yun had intended to let her slap him to vent his anger, but unfortunately, his hunter instincts and Grefax's training kicked in, causing him to naturally dodge the slap.
If this damn dodge button isn't deactivated, it'll get me into trouble sooner or later... Zhou Yun thought as he watched Tita, who had just brushed past him, lose her balance, and slam into the wooden table by the window.
Zhou Yun took a step forward, wanting to help Tita, but Tita steadied herself by holding onto the wooden tabletop and turned to look at Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun looked somewhat guilty, pondering how to express his apology.
"It's nothing." Tita noticed the apology on Zhou Yun's face, and the anger on her face eventually dissipated with helplessness.
She sighed, turned around, leaned against the table, and braced her hands on the surface.
On that slightly chubby oval face, her thin lips were pursed slightly, revealing a somewhat bitter smile.
"If it weren't for..." Tita pointed at Zhou Yun's neck, "If it weren't for this today, you would be in much better shape than the past few days. You didn't even spend the whole night at the casino, and I didn't even see you at school."
Better than a few days ago... Zhou Yun's expression froze. In his memory, he saw Tita trying to stop the scholar from going to the casino, only to be elbowed in the face and fall to the ground.
Dude, is this some kind of Mamba Mentality?
Something's not right. In Zhou Yun's memory, the scholar used to treat Tita quite well. How come things have deteriorated so quickly in the past few months?
Is gambling really that harmful? It's true, gambling and drugs should never be touched!
Just as Zhou Yun was figuring out how to express his apology, Tita's fingers, which were resting on the table, touched the stack of IOUs.
She turned around with some confusion and picked up the stack of IOUs.
"Is this an IOU? How much do you owe...?"
Tita's expression froze the moment she saw the amount on the IOU.
"A single IOU for over a thousand dinars? And the first repayment is due on the 20th of next month?"
"Are you crazy! Do you want to become a debt slave?"
"Wow, so slavery existed!"
(As usual, updates will be at 8:08 PM every night.)