Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 307 Stealing Fate
It has to protest!

Even if it's what that Miss Sharron said, it has to argue for it!
It is the most loyal pen holder that the owner sits down, and it is not an unknown thing that brings disaster.

Hastur walked over, flicked the top of the pencil case with his right index finger, and bounced it back on the table, "If you make any more noise, I will really send you to that paranoid."

008 quieted down in an instant, and assessing the situation has always been its strong point.

But it still trembled slightly, as if expressing its grievances for itself.

Hastur came to the desk and sat down, took out a piece of paper, but did not open the pen case containing 008, but picked up an ordinary quill, and slowly began to practice calligraphy.

At first 008 could bear this kind of ignorance, but after waiting for a while, seeing that Hastur really ignored its intention, it started to jump up again, wishing to immediately fill a blank paper with its heat.

Unfortunately, Hastur still ignored it.

After writing a piece of paper, he glanced at the time. After eleven o'clock, he yawned, got up and left the study, leaving 008 bouncing around.

……

Late at night, on the streets of Puning Harbor, an old man with silver-white hair, neat black suits, round-frame glasses, and a silk top hat was slowly passing by the door of the hotel on the street.

As soon as he reached the main entrance of the hotel, the old man stopped, took off his silk top hat with his right hand, and slowly saluted Mrs. Lisa who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Dear Madam, I didn't mean to offend you. I just happened to pass by and I had some friendship with the Church of the Evernight Goddess, so I would help those lost children. I hope you don't take offense."

Mrs. Lisa just watched his performance quietly, and when he finished speaking, she said calmly: "Dream Weaver, walks the world as a clone, weaves the dreams of thousands of living beings, such a transcendent ability makes you feel like a dream It also makes you completely lose your awe of other Extraordinary people."

The old man just smiled and said: "Dreams are like life, and life is like a dream. Even death is just a deep sleep. When you wake up at dawn, everything will be as it was yesterday, and life will still be so wonderful."

Mrs. Lisa shook her head and sighed: "Fearless and ignorant, if you are a Sequence 2 clairvoyant, you should only have one thought now, escape from here as hard as you can, and don't be caught up by fate."

The old man frowned slightly, and carefully looked at Mrs. Lisa in front of him for a while, but it was still difficult to see through her completely.

"The second mistake you made was that you shouldn't be chatting with me here."

The old man didn't understand Mrs. Lisa's words, but he started to panic inexplicably, and an unknown fear was spreading.

"Dear madam, it's late now, let's meet again if we have a chance in the future."

The figure of the old man burst like a string of bubbles, and then disappeared.

Mrs. Lisa whispered: "To kill or not to kill, Mr. Angel doesn't seem to like too much killing here... Let him teach him an unforgettable lesson."

In a small town outside Puning Harbor, the old man came out of an alley, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that no one was chasing him.

Just now he actually felt strong fear from that old lady, which was something he hadn't tasted for a long time.

"It's better to be careful."

The old man changed his figure, became shorter, his silver-white hair began to be dyed into black and white, his round glasses were put away by him, there was a scar on his left cheek that was as wide as an index finger, and a sparse beard grew on his chin. There is also a walking stick with a sinking wood and a silver edge.

The whole person looks 20 years younger than before, and his temperament is completely different from the previous image.

He has always had many identities. He is Baros Hopkins, one of the four pirate kings, the King of the Black Seat, and Eric Drake, a well-known hermit in Suniyahai. Former Headmaster, Royal Medical Advisor.

His identities are too many, so many that even he himself sometimes forgets.

Dream weaver, weaves dreams, and at the same time weaves your own dreams.

In the dream, he could be anyone.

"I really don't know which organization that old lady is a member of."

"Are you sure you want to know?"

The old man stopped short of walking a few steps, his face darkened, and his originally relaxed mood was tainted with a layer of haze.

Because, the inexplicable voice just now came from his own mind.

And this voice is very familiar, it is the old lady who has only met once before.

The old man suppressed the shock in his heart, chuckled and applauded: "It's a wonderful method, I didn't even notice it for a while, it really opened my eyes tonight."

"Does that shock you? You're still too young."

The old man's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice became a little more cold, "I said that I didn't intend to interfere in the affairs between you, I just happened to pass by."

"The first time, I let you go, but you didn't leave, and you were still lingering around there. Since you like to meddle in your own business, you have to pay a price for it."

"Hehe, this is just my avatar."

"Who said this is your avatar?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the old man felt that he had completely lost control over his body, and his entire consciousness was condensed into a small light spot, imprisoned in a dark and lightless world.

It wasn't until this time that he really realized that he had hit the iron plate this time.

"Barros Hopkins, Eric Drake, Royal Medical Advisor...Paulie Dellau...you really have many identities."

As his identity was revealed layer by layer, the old man's heart sank completely.

Just now he tried to end the life of this clone, but found that he is now just a passerby, unable to affect the slightest bit of this body.

The old lady who has only met once, at this moment, she is the real master of her clone.

The old man asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Don't you think it's too late to ask this question now?"

"What do you want to do with my body?"

"The Garden of Eden seems to be a good place, just to go shopping."

"Hehe, even if you occupy my avatar, you won't be able to enter the Garden of Eden!"

"Your clone? Alas, you still don't understand what you have lost now."

Mrs. Lisa sighed, closed the eyes of this clone, and entered the collective subconscious world.

The Garden of Eden exists here.

It is very difficult to find the Garden of Eden in the collective subconscious.

But for this clone, his body is sleeping deep in the Garden of Eden.

Paulie Dellau, his true identity is now the president of the Psychological Alchemists.

He regards the Garden of Eden as an absolutely safe place, so when he goes out for a walk, he puts his main body deep in the Garden of Eden. The avatar walking outside is like a bubble, and when it breaks, it will shatter, and it will not affect his main body at all.

But now, he finally felt a suffocating feeling of being pinched by the neck of fate.

The Garden of Eden was opened, opened by a person occupying his double!
She even went all the way to the place where she kept her main body unimpeded. The members of the jury she met on the way didn't see her identity, and they completely regarded her as herself!

She even stopped on purpose to chat about her adventures during this period of time with a friend who she had a good relationship with on weekdays.

His friends didn't realize that this clone had changed a soul, and everyone naturally regarded her as him.

Your own destiny has been replaced!
No, to be more precise, the fate of this clone of myself has been stolen!

Paulie Dellau's heart is particularly heavy. Since the other party can steal the fate of this clone, then coming to his body, he can also steal the fate of his body!

In this way, he will completely lose his destiny, his identity, and everything about him will be completely replaced by others!

If he can still sweat now, he must already be sweating profusely.

If I had known that I would get into trouble with such a terrifying existence, I should have stayed away from Puning Port as soon as I landed!
Instead of relying on the special characteristics of being a dream weaver, go to take care of business.

Regret?

Such emotions are unnecessary in the extraordinary world.

"Ugh……"

Paulie Dellaw sighed heavily, closed his eyes and waited for his fate.

Deep in the Garden of Eden, the avatar has already met the main body.

Another part of the consciousness in the main body woke up during the deep sleep, and was a little surprised to see the clone that suddenly appeared in front of him.

According to the schedule, it's not the time for this clone to come back. Could it be that he encountered some difficult problem?
"Why did you come back suddenly?"

"This is a warning for you."

The ontology looked confused, what is this?
Does the avatar want to rebel?
"Once some dreams are broken, they will be lost forever, and they will never wait for the next day's rebirth."

Leaving the last sentence, Mrs. Lisa left Paulie Dellauta and returned control to him.

Of course, everyone has come, and she has to bring something back. She took away the three identities of Paulie Dellau, and left a back door on his body, so that it will be convenient for her to enter and exit if necessary in the future.

Paulie Dellau, who had regained control of the avatar, was silent for a long time before sighing: "People always have to pay a price for their choices, even if the price is expensive."

After regaining control, he knew he had lost something, but he couldn't remember it.

What is lost is lost forever and will never come back.

(End of this chapter)