allendalepharm Chapter 120: The Human Skin Paper That Predicts the Future?
Chapter 120: The Human Skin Paper That Predicts the Future?
Chapter 120: The Human Skin Paper That Predicts the Future?
"My name is Na'er. By the time you read this letter, I will already be dead—I am you from thirteen years in the future, and I am telling you information about the future through some special method."
Lines of ancient characters slowly emerged on the brown paper, carrying an eerie penetrating power that crashed straight into Na'er's mind.
Her fingers tightened around the cardboard, a chill running up her spine and making her shiver.
What the hell is this thing?!
Na'er's heart pounded wildly, her eyes fixed on the paper, where new words kept creeping up:
At the age of eighteen, because my brother Tang Wulin ultimately chose Gu Yue, the bet was lost, and I was devoured by Gu Yue.
(PS: Na'er's age was too inconsistent in the original work, so I set it to be the same age as the protagonist.)
However, for some special reason, Gu Yue did not completely devour me; instead, it preserved a sliver of my consciousness.
[Until I turned twenty-two, my consciousness completely merged with Gu Yue's, helping her achieve the complete Silver Dragon King.]
My name is Na'er. By the time you see this, I will already be dead.
"Dead?"
Na'er's pupils suddenly contracted, and the color drained from her face instantly. "I died when I was eighteen—"
No!! I don't want to die!
A sharp scream rang out in the room. She covered her head with her hand, her slender body trembling violently, her beautiful face filled with pain and despair, as if she were about to completely collapse at any moment.
However, just as this breakdown reached its peak, Na'er's lips suddenly curled upwards, and the despair in her eyes receded like the tide, replaced by a cold sneer.
"Just kidding!"
She sneered, then gripped both ends of the brown cardboard, tearing it apart with all her might. "Me from the future, huh? Sending messages using special methods, huh? Go ahead and send some more messages from the future if you dare!"
Although she is illiterate, treating her like a fool is incredibly disrespectful!
The brown cardboard was stretched and slightly deformed, emitting a faint hum, but its texture was exceptionally tough. No matter how hard Na'er tried, she couldn't tear even a single tear.
"Wow, it's pretty durable."
Na'er raised an eyebrow, and a strange purple light suddenly flashed in her silver eyes. An extremely pure and domineering dragon's might suddenly erupted from her body, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen.
This is a fraction of the original power from the Silver Dragon King. Even if it's just the tip of the iceberg, it's enough to crush the vast majority of beings on the Douluo Continent!
She gripped the cardboard tightly again, the veins on her arm throbbing slightly, and with a surge of divine power, she tore it apart fiercely!
"Sizzle—"
The faint tearing sound finally rang out, like some kind of tough fiber being forcibly torn apart.
In the very center of the paper, a tiny crack slowly appeared. Despite the mysterious origin of this paper, it ultimately seemed insignificant in the face of the Silver Dragon King's absolute power.
If things continue like this, it's only a matter of time before we're torn in two.
Seemingly frightened by Na'er's decisiveness and terrifying power, lines of distorted writing immediately appeared frantically on the cardboard: [Don't tear it anymore, don't tear it any more—I can help you—You'll die without me—You'll die—]
The handwriting appeared faster and faster, almost overlapping, conveying a deep sense of panic.
But not long after, all the writing suddenly disappeared, leaving only two crooked, uneven characters that densely covered the entire piece of paper—"Leave, leave."
Looking at the paper full of pleas, Na'er paused in her tearing motion, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.
She was truly desperate.
Gu Yue controls 70% of the Silver Dragon King's power, and has many ferocious beasts following him, making his power so vast that it inspires awe.
She was merely an avatar, with pitifully little power at her disposal; the difference between them was like heaven and earth.
Although this cardboard box is strange, at least it's a blind box I opened myself, so it might actually become a helpful tool.
Of course, before deciding to keep it, one must first understand its origin and function, as well as whether it can truly predict the future.
After all, judging from the cardboard's pleading reaction, this thing definitely has its own consciousness, and if not handled carefully, it could become a time bomb.
Na'er's eyes flashed with cold light again. Instead of lessening her grip, she tightened her hold, sneering, "Keep pretending! Why don't you stop with your charade? Didn't you say you were me from the future? Give me some real information if you dare!"
The writing on the cardboard appeared even faster, with clear lines of text leaping onto it:
[On March 1st, at 3:25 PM, because I suddenly used the power of the Silver Dragon King, even though I had tried to conceal it, it still attracted the attention of Murasaki.]
So she quickly knocked on the door to ask if something was wrong.
At 3:30 PM on March 1st, after some persuasive talking, Murasaki was quickly dismissed.
"March 1st? Isn't that today?"
Na'er was startled and subconsciously turned her head to look at the gilded clock in the room, where the hour and minute hands clearly pointed to 3:20 p.m.
"Five minutes left."
She stopped what she was doing, threw the cardboard on the table, stood there with her arms crossed, and stared intently at the doorway.
She wanted to see what tricks this tattered cardboard could possibly play.
Time ticked by, and the clock on the wall ticked away, striking Na'er's heart.
Just as the minute hand precisely pointed to twenty-five, "thump thump thump!"
A crisp knock sounded on the door right on time.
Na'er's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she quickly stepped forward to open the door. Standing outside was indeed Zi Ji!
"That thing actually guessed it!"
Na'er's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm and composed as she began to organize her thoughts, responding to Zi Ji's questions in a measured and unhurried manner.
Na'er even deliberately sped up her speech and subtly used the Silver Dragon King's bloodline suppression, trying to get rid of Zi Ji ahead of time.
But after she had completely sent Ziji away and closed the door, she subconsciously looked at the clock and found that the hands had stopped at 3:30 pm.
Not a penny more, not a penny less.
"The timing was just right—"
Na'er gasped, a cold sweat breaking out on her back. She had deliberately changed the pace of the conversation, but the result was exactly as the paper had predicted!
Could this thing really predict the future?
Na'er quickly forced herself to calm down, strode to the table, picked up the brown cardboard, and asked in a cold voice, "What exactly are you?"
Just as the words were about to appear on the cardboard: "My name is Na'er, when you—"
"Stop!"
Na'er interrupted sharply, a dangerous glint in her eyes, "If you play these tricks again, believe me, I'll tear you to pieces right now. At the very least, I'll find an abyss and bury you there, so you'll never see the sun again!"
Cardboard that foretells the future?
While this is bizarre, it's not entirely unacceptable. After all, the world is a vast and wondrous place.
As the half-body of the Dragon God, Na'er inherited some of the Silver Dragon King's memories.
In those ancient, inherited memories, objects with precognitive abilities are rare, but not nonexistent.
Even a god-king level powerhouse can glimpse fragments of the future to some extent. Although they cannot pinpoint the exact location, they can still sense good or bad fortune in advance.
So, Na'er can accept the idea of knowing the future. But if this piece of paper still wants to treat her like a fool, then don't blame her for taking drastic measures!
Did they really think the Silver Dragon King's extraordinary wisdom was just for show? And they dared to impersonate her from the future? They're practically courting death!
If the answer from this tattered piece of cardboard doesn't satisfy her, then sorry, her extraordinary wisdom tells her that it's time to unleash extraordinary power!
【————】
The writing on the cardboard paused, as if it truly sensed Na'er's resolute attitude, and fell into a brief silence.
But soon, a new line of text appeared, this time with a much more subdued tone: "I am a piece of paper."
Human skin paper?
Na'er felt a churning in her stomach and a chill ran down her spine.
Thinking back to the delicate and supple touch I had just felt with my fingertips, a terrible thought popped into my head uncontrollably—could this thing really be made of human skin?
Na'er suppressed her discomfort and asked coldly, "Tell me your origins and purpose in detail!"
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I am a creation of some being, whose name I no longer remember—in an accident, I separated from that being and ended up on the Douluo Continent, where I was found by a lucky individual—
[I have a certain ability to glimpse the future, and with this ability, that lucky person became a renowned businessman.]
[But due to some unforeseen circumstances, that lucky person tragically died, and I was sealed away inside that antique gold coin, until now, when you opened it.]
Is it a creation of some being? A deity?
Na'er silently processed the information on the human skin paper, and then began to use the power of the Silver Dragon King to examine it. She found that there were indeed subtle fluctuations of faith power on it.
If the being capable of mobilizing the power of faith is the one who created the paper doll, then even if not a god, they are probably very close.
However, despite the fluctuations in the power of faith, this human skin paper was clearly not a divine artifact; at most, it could be considered a pseudo-divine artifact.
Na'er's gaze darkened, and she continued, "What did you mean when you said you could help me? And what do you mean by 'I'll die without you'?"
Now that she'd confirmed this thing could indeed predict the future, she naturally wanted to make good use of it. However, she had to remain vigilant, since it had just been trying to fool her.
On the parchment, lines of writing slowly emerged, the content largely consistent with the previous ones: "[My name is Na'er. When I was eighteen, I was—]"
The ending is still the same: losing the bet, being devoured by Gu Yue, and ultimately merging with Gu Yue's consciousness to help him become the complete Silver Dragon King.
"After being scared by me, this paper doll shouldn't dare to try anything again."
Na'er stroked her chin, her eyes sparkling. "So, what it gave me must be true."
Even if it wasn't 100% the truth, the information that "you will be devoured by Gu Yue at the age of eighteen" was enough to make her extremely vigilant.
She is nine years old this year, and was swallowed when she was eighteen.
In other words, she will be devoured by Gu Yue in nine years.
Na'er's eyes flashed. Although she was surprised that she would be devoured by Gu Yue in the future, she also felt that it was something she had expected.
After all, the gap between himself and Gu Yue was too great. He just didn't expect that the bet would only last for nine years.
Na'er, holding the human skin paper, asked, "Why did my brother choose Gu Yue? And what about Mom and Dad? Did they choose Gu Yue too?"
According to the bet, Gu Yue will first return to the home she and Tang Wulin once shared, and in a different, unfamiliar identity, accompany Tang Ziran and Lang Yue through a seemingly peaceful period of time.
When the time is right, Gu Yue will set up a cruel life-or-death situation, forcing her father, mother, and brother to make an either-or choice between her and herself.
Do you want Gu Yue, or Na'er?
But this piece of paper, no matter how many times it is turned over, only records fragments related to the older brother Tang Wulin, while not a single word is mentioned about the whereabouts of the parents.
Where did they go? Did they, like their brother, side with Gu Yue in that choice?
Just as Na'er's doubts deepened, a faint silver light suddenly appeared on the surface of the human skin paper, and a line of jet-black characters slowly emerged: [Exchange any thousand-year-old spiritual artifact for information about your parents.]
"A thousand-year-old spirit?"
Na'er repeated it subconsciously, tilting her small head slightly. Her bright eyes stared at the ordinary human skin paper, her gaze full of curiosity. "What would you do with this tattered piece of paper? You think you can just swallow it?"
Although I was full of confusion, I thought about it again and realized that at least the paper human skin had stopped playing tricks and had given clear terms for the exchange, so it wasn't too outrageous.
Na'er gave a soft hum, then raised her hand and casually took out a thousand-year-old Vermilion Fruit from her storage soul tool.
If it were a large sum of Federal currency, she might have to think twice, but when it comes to rare and precious materials, her storage soul tool is practically overflowing with them.
These were all offered up voluntarily by Di Tian and his ferocious beasts. After all, Na'er was, in a way, the other half of the Silver Dragon King, and the beasts dared not mistreat her before Gu Yue gave the order.
New writing appeared again on the parchment: [Place the spirit on it.]
"above?"
Na'er raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping back and forth across the human skin paper, before she unhesitatingly stuck the thousand-year-old vermilion fruit in her hand onto the paper.
The next second, a soft "hum" suddenly rang out, and the seemingly ordinary human skin paper suddenly burst out with an indescribable and peculiar suction force.
Na'er felt a lightness in her palm, and the thousand-year-old Vermilion Fruit in her hand turned into a streak of crimson light, instantly disappearing into the human skin paper without leaving a trace.
"? It's actually edible?"
Na'er's eyes widened slightly in surprise, her long eyelashes trembling gently, her face filled with disbelief.
After absorbing the thousand-year-old Vermilion Fruit, the silver light on the human skin paper became even more dazzling, and lines of writing appeared one after another, clearly presented before Na'er's eyes:
My name is Naji. Through the transaction with the human skin paper, I learned something. It turns out that when I was nine years old, my parents were taken away by a mysterious organization and their whereabouts have been unknown ever since.
Gu Yue had ordered Di Tian and the others to search with all their might, but after searching the entire Douluo Continent, they still couldn't find a trace of their parents.
Since only her older brother Tang Wulin was left at home, Gu Yue had no choice but to go find him first in order to fulfill her bet.
Because of their parents' disappearance, the terms of the bet were altered. What was originally a decision made jointly by their parents and brother ultimately became a decision made solely by their brother.
When I turned eighteen, my brother Tang Wulin ultimately chose Gu Yue. The bet failed, and I was devoured by Gu Yue.
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