Chapter 900: Section 596: The Scroll of the Future (Part 3)
"I am curious, why were you able to come to this world in reverse? Usually, those who drink the Origin Serum return to a certain era in the past, seeking past knowledge, skills, and Sequences from their own carried genetic information... But you are different, you came to our era. This shouldn’t be possible," the old man said with a sigh, hesitation written all over his face.
Malin put down the spoon in his hand: "Old Rhine, do you want to know why I asked about Malai’s situation?"
"Yes, Your Excellency." The old cat nodded, since Malin had asked, the hesitation was gone from his face: "Since you have come here and mentioned the name Malai, it seems I must have misunderstood him previously, but I don’t know whether I should ask. You merely as a will incarnate, have turned this child, who was once powerless, into a psychic with extraordinary talent. In any case, I shouldn’t conflict with you and asking this question seems very foolish to me. If you hadn’t asked me, I think I would never have spoken."
"Suspicion breeds survival, silence avoids error, you’ve done well, but I don’t think there should be that much conflict between you and a gangster..." "No, I had a conflict with his father."
Surprised by the old cat’s response, Malin looked at him: "Did Malai’s father offend you?"
"No, we were even classmates," Rhine Rasmus lamented.
Seeing the old cat’s face full of nostalgia, Malin nodded: "May I listen to the story between you?"
"As you wish, Your Excellency."
Hence, from Rhine’s lips, Malin heard a somewhat sad story. Of course, all of that happened in the populous urban areas of the North. In the story, Malai was the youngest son of his father, who was of the same age as Rhine. Before Malai, there had been three sons and two daughters in the police family, but nearly thirty years ago, when Malai was born, his father perished in action along with his eldest son.
After that, the family seemed to be cursed. The second and third sons, as well as the two daughters and their families, met with violent deaths over the following decade.
Malai’s elderly mother, originally a psychic, after experiencing such an abundance of tragedies, was finally found dead in an alley near their home one winter seventeen years ago.