Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

"You attacked out of anger. I never thought you'd do that." Teresa looked at Peroz with disbelief, then revealed a hint of mischievousness. "Char, help me catch her. I'm going to punish her."

Charles made a gesture to Theresa to show that he understood and casually pressed down Perozzi's leg.

He always felt that it was not appropriate to grab other places.

After all, Theresa is still around.

After restricting Peroz's range of movement, Theresa rushed towards Peroz with great vigor and confidence, but was then easily suppressed by Peroz.

She originally wanted to tickle the other person, but ended up being tickled by the other person's two hands until she laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe.

What a scumbag...

Looking at Theresa, who was pushed away by Peroz and was gasping for breath with a look of being played with, Charles couldn't help but sigh.

"Revenge...revenge for me!" Theresa spoke to Charles intermittently as if she was leaving her last words.

In response to Theresa's final expectation, Charles set his sights on Peroz.

"You won't really listen to her, will you?" Peroz crossed his arms and looked trembling.

"Well...there are differences in closeness, but Theresa is always my girlfriend." Charles said seriously.

"You are putting women before friendship!" Peroz "scolded" Charles for his immoral behavior.

Charles paused, then thought for a moment, "Cherishing love over friendship has always been a virtue I aspire to."

What kind of virtue is this?

"Hey! There are differences between men and women. If you dare to tickle me, I will yell that you are molesting me and tell Teresa that you deliberately touched my body all over." Peroz threatened.

But is her IQ temporarily offline at this time? Teresa is right next to you, will your threats be effective?

Charles glanced at Theresa and almost laughed. She was staring at the ceiling with a dull look, as if she had doubts about her life.

Immersed in disbelief about her past failures, she was probably temporarily "offline", and she probably didn't receive Peroz's words.

but..

Do you think there is nothing I can do about this?

Charles showed a wicked smile on his face and then took off Peroz's shoes.

"What are you doing! My feet stink! Let me go." Peroz tried to stand up and push Charles away with a somersault, but failed because of Charles' interference.

How could there be such a jerk who would deliberately put one of his hands in front of his chest after he successfully stood up?

If I insist on getting up, my private parts will definitely come into contact with his hand, and it will appear that I took the initiative...

"Actually, it doesn't stink." As he spoke, Charles took out a goose feather with a smile.

Peroz struggled even harder, but it was completely futile.

After a moment, Peroz and Teresa stared at the ceiling with dull faces, still thinking about their past and future and why they were here.

Even she herself hadn't expected that her weakness would be here - she thought she was never ticklish...

"Rocks..."

About ten minutes later, Peroz weakly raised his head and looked at Charles.

"What's the matter?" Charles was peeling an orange, then broke off half and stuffed it into her mouth.

As she chewed, she said, "I will get my revenge sooner or later."

Ciel nodded obediently, "I just touched your feet and didn't wash my hands."

Looking at the orange in Charles' hand and the sour taste in her mouth, Peroz was about to stand up and fight Charles for the next round - until she saw the feather appear in Charles' hand.

"Teresa will be bullied to death if she stays with you." She finally said angrily.

"No, Rocks will never bully me." Teresa said in a low voice.

Peroz rolled his eyes and said nothing more. He quickly occupied a corner of the bed, then covered himself with the quilt and pretended to rest.

But after a moment, she had to turn around and look at Teresa beside her, "Why did you squeeze into my quilt?"

"Because there are only two quilts." Teresa said seriously.

"Then you and Rocks should be together." She said unhappily.

"No, I'm going with Perozzi. He won't behave himself."

Charles spread his hands innocently.

Please, what kind of person am I in your mind? Will I bully you if someone else is sleeping next to me?

At most I just satisfy my hand and mouth addiction...

"I dare not take you in. What if he bullies me too?" Peroz was about to push Theresa out, but Theresa refused to budge. The two pushed each other back and forth, and because the battlefield of the tickling fight had not been cleaned up, some vaguely beautiful scenery appeared in front of Charles.

"Rocks is not that kind of person!"

"Are you really sure about his current appearance?"

Theresa turned around, looked at Charles with a frivolous smile on his face, and the current state of herself and Peroz, and hurriedly covered herself and Peroz with the quilt.

Charles felt a little regretful, but he still lay down on the bed like the other two. He turned on his side and prepared to look at Theresa carefully, but Theresa, who was sleeping in the middle, slapped him on the butt.

Humph, do you think you can stump me like this?

Silently, Charles reached out his hand and slipped into Theresa's bed.

Then he slowly grabbed her hand and prepared to touch it upwards.

"Rocks..." Peroz pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "Can you please stop touching my hand?"

Ciel's hands froze.

That's not right. Why is your hand in that position? Even if I wanted to hug Theresa, I wouldn't hold the wrong hand, right?

Seeing his confused look, Teresa and Peroz couldn't help laughing.

Now Charles finally realized that he had been fooled, but seeing how happy the two of them were, he deliberately put on a sad look and turned his back to Theresa angrily.

After a while, perhaps worried that Charles was really angry, Theresa's little hand slowly reached into his quilt and grabbed his hand.

Charles also grabbed the other person's hand and was about to do something according to her hand.

But before he could do anything, Peroz turned over with Teresa in his arms and switched their positions.

"Go to sleep, we have to travel tomorrow."

"You two don't really want to do anything shameful around me, do you?"

I originally wanted to, but now... looking at Peroz sleeping between the two of them, Charles could only sigh helplessly.

At night, Charles had a dream that he hadn't had in a long time.

In his dream he saw a blurry figure, and in front of that blurry figure were six people sitting.

"The so-called extraordinary characteristics and so-called extraordinary creatures are actually the collection of all the special powers in this world."

"Unlike the immortal spirits, fighting spirit, and magic of the past few epochs, those things have fixed limits and are difficult to break through."

"The Transcendental Characteristics are not like that. Although they can only accommodate a certain level of power, just like the previous era, they are often not as convenient as the Transcendental System of the previous era."

“But it really quantifies everything in this world.”

"In other words, you can intuitively feel the power of this world through the number of extraordinary people in it and the sum of the power they represent."

"At the limit, every time this world gains a Transcendental trait, even if it's just a Sequence 9 Transcendental trait, as long as it breaks through the original extreme value, it means that the world has grown a little bit."

"Don't underestimate even the slightest bit. As long as you persist, this world will eventually grow into a behemoth."

Faintly, Charles sensed that the aura in front of him was somewhat familiar.

He did not recognize the blurry figure, but among the six figures beside him who were listening to him attentively, five were righteous gods he was familiar with, but he could not identify the sixth one at all.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, but among the six figures, two familiar figures, "Mernade" and "Sif", seemed to nod slightly to him and even smiled.

Another figure, who he had no impression of at all, also smiled at him.

But there seems to be something... mischievous in this smile?

He was a little unsure.

Afterwards, the blurry figure told him a lot about the benefits of a stronger world, and also mentioned that their world might face some crises...

But at this point, the sound of the words falling into Charles' ears became smaller and smaller, until he could no longer hear them clearly.

Suddenly, he understood.

This is probably the gift that Lady Doom left here as Pandora mentioned, some truth about many things in the past.

Did the gods disappear in response to that disaster?

But why did they leave so suddenly? They even disappeared without leaving any oracle behind?

Or maybe they left behind an oracle, but it was not received, or was it because of the execution of the oracle that the main force of the church was destroyed?

The more you know, the more doubts you have.

The vague shadow who can speak for the five gods must be the only creator in the legend, but apart from the five gods, who is the sixth person?

Ms. Doom?

No, she lived in a different era from the One and Only Creator. The One and Only Creator had already fallen into a deep sleep before she was born.

At the same time, the most important thing is that the smile of that lady who does not have bad luck is beautiful and charming.

In a trance, Charles recalled his first meeting with Ms. Doom.

He seemed to vaguely remember that he was completely attracted to the other person right after they met.

At first, he was simply attracted by her body, but then he was gradually attracted by her character and personality.

He then began his pursuit of her.

She looks like a cold person, but that's just a disguise. In fact, she has a passion like fire in her heart.

Charles saw himself hugging her and kissing her, from her forehead, nose, lips, slowly to her neck, and then below...

Finally he woke up.

"The first half should be the gift He left me... The second half... is probably a real dream."

"How did I come up with such an unrealistic dream?"

"But... black suits her. I don't know why she hates black."

Charles smacked his lips, as if recalling the softness in his dream, and then he found that there was indeed a soft touch on his lips.

At the same time, he felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

After opening his eyes and looking at the beautiful scenery before him, Ciel fell into deep thought. Could he have done something dishonest in his dream?

How is it possible... I'm a demigod, how is it possible that I can't control my behavior when I sleep?

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Chapter 289 Chapter 169 I didn’t expect you to be like this, Peroz!

When Charles fell into deep doubt about himself, Peroz also woke up because of some actions of Charles.

Looking at her sleeping posture and some strange feelings on her body, she had a bad feeling.

As expected, looking at Charles who was sleeping soundly under her, her face turned red. Peroz quickly got up, and the saliva on her chest made her expression a little subtle.

This guy must have woken up! He must have woken up!

Perhaps sensing Perozzi's thoughts, Charles began to snore.

But the corners of Peroz's mouth twitched even more violently.

Can you please not be so fake? Do you think you are smart with this snoring sound?

The speed and rhythm are so constant that you are snoring, not playing drums!

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

At this moment, Peroz really wanted to put her hand on Charles' neck, strangle him and ask him if he looked down on her intelligence.

But before she could act, Theresa turned over and scared her.

Finally, she hesitated for a moment and carefully lay back in bed.