Lucifer Carlos

Chapter 1: Lucifer Carlos

It was the end of 1497 in the Sea Calendar.

Southern West Blue, Iron Island. The sun blazed in a cloudless sky, the sea breeze was gentle, the ocean waves rolled, and the cries of gulls filled the air.

On the eastern side of Iron Island, the sound of crashing waves was incessant. A young man in a black suit lay on the grass. He wore black sunglasses and held a green blade of grass in his mouth, his legs crossed. His dark eyes, hidden behind the sunglasses, stared blankly at the sky…

My name is Lucifer Carlos. I'm a minor boss under one of Iron Island's three major powers, the Mafia's Mike Family.

The Mike Family is one of five major Mafia families in West Blue, a subsidiary of the John Family. This Mafia family holds significant influence on Iron Island, being one of the island's three major powers alongside the Iron Island branch of the Navy and the Steel Self-Defense Force.

The Steel Self-Defense Force reports to the Lord of Iron City and is the local power. Their primary duty is to maintain order on Iron Island, protect local officials, and safeguard the interests of the residents.

The Iron Island branch of the Navy does not interfere in the island's daily management. Their main responsibility is to combat pirates around Iron Island.

The island is called Iron Island because of its rich iron ore deposits. The value of iron is self-evident, and the immense profits attract covetous glances from various factions, all wanting a piece of the pie!

The young man gazed at the sky, his thoughts drifting, and gradually recalled the past…

He wasn't actually from this world, but from Earth. His original name… his original name was a bit embarrassing…

His original name was Chou Xiao Chi…

When he was born, Hong Kong gambling films were all the rage. His surname was Chou, so his father named him Chou Xiao Chi…

That name later, later, well, it's better not to talk about it. In short, it brought him some trouble and a whole lot of embarrassment!

As for how he came to this world, that's a long story.

He had loved martial arts since childhood, enjoying all sorts of action movies, wuxia films, wuxia novels, and hot-blooded manga. In short, he liked anything that involved combat.

He was mischievous and loved fighting with his friends. Sometimes, when he got fired up, he couldn't control himself and would beat his companions until their noses bled…

Because of this, he received many beatings from his parents, but he never learned his lesson, always striking when the urge arose…

With no other options, his parents spent money and pulled strings to send him to the Shaolin Temple to cultivate, hoping to temper his temper and character.

His family had four members. Besides him, he had an older brother whose personality was the complete opposite. His brother was quiet and loved to read.

The two brothers had diametrically opposed personalities; one was cultured, the other martial.

Upon arriving at the Shaolin Temple, he found it difficult to adjust at first. He woke earlier than the roosters and slept later than the dogs. He complained a lot, but after experiencing the harsh realities of life, he quieted down.

Later, he gradually got used to it. After all, he hadn't come to the Shaolin Temple to slack off; he was there to genuinely learn skills. Besides basic martial arts, he primarily cultivated the Golden Bell Shield and the Eagle Claw Technique. He practiced these for fifteen years!

At the Shaolin Temple, in addition to martial arts, there were also academic courses. His parents, wanting him to go to university later, specifically hired tutors to teach him. He studied both academics and martial arts every day. Those days were truly fulfilling.

After a full day, he had no energy for anything but sleep.

Fifteen years later, his main disciplines, the Eagle Claw Technique and the Golden Bell Shield, had reached the stage of perfection. Within the entire Shaolin Temple, and even all of China, no one was more skilled than him.

Thus, he descended the mountain and participated in the local college entrance examination. Tsk tsk… The difficulty of the HEN province college entrance exam was truly outrageous. Given his academic achievements, he barely managed to get into an undergraduate program.

After graduating from university, he opened a martial arts school. He continued to practice and maintain his condition until he was twenty-five years old, during the Spring Festival of 2019.

He was driving home for the New Year. Perhaps it was bad luck or destiny, but that night, a torrential rain began to fall, accompanied by thunder and lightning. Visibility on the road was poor due to the rain. For safety, he pulled over to the side, planning to continue once the rain subsided.

He played music in the car, listening to a song called "A Lifetime of Passing You By," and started playing on his phone. Finally, he felt the world turn white, as bright as day, and heard a deafening clap of thunder that rendered him deaf. Then, he knew nothing more. When he woke up, he was in this world…

He still felt a sense of lingering fear when he thought about why he had transmigrated to this world…

Fortunately, his phone's wallpaper was One Piece, not Teletubbies. If it had been Teletubbies, what would he have done after transmigrating? It would have been pointless…

Imagine him, a grown man bursting with hormones, turning into a childish, adorable Teletubby. It sent shivers down his spine and made him want to die of shame!

He had actually been in this world for nearly five years, arriving in the Sea Calendar year 1493 by possessing the body of a ten-year-old boy named Lucifer Carlos. He was now fifteen years old.

When he arrived, the original host was in a pretty dire state, having been beaten to death in a fight.

Having merged with the original host's memories, he was fully aware of the host's experiences.

Before the age of ten, Carlos had lived a relatively happy life. Although his parents weren't major figures, they held some status. Both were managers in a trading company, and the money they earned annually allowed the family to live quite comfortably.

However, disaster struck. During the transport of important company goods, their merchant ship was targeted by several pirate crews. The company's escort ship bravely resisted, buying some time for the ship carrying his parents to escape.

But due to disparities in numbers and strength, they couldn't hold out for long. The pirate ships pursued them relentlessly. In their panic, they deviated from their course, and the full-speed vessel accidentally struck a hidden reef.

By the time the pirate ships arrived, the vessel had already sunk by more than half. Apart from a few important figures on the merchant ship, everyone else drowned. His parents, being mid-level employees of the company and not high-ranking officials, had also perished.

Without his parents to rely on, and with the company suffering heavy losses, the compensation money was further diminished by layers of exploitation. Very little reached Carlos.

It didn't last long before it was all spent. Later, his home was also seized through pressure, and the money he received was pitifully small.

Although Carlos wasn't pampered, he hadn't endured much hardship since childhood and knew nothing. Being young, no one wanted to hire him. Tragically, he didn't encounter any kind souls and was forced to resort to petty theft to survive, gradually becoming a small-time hoodlum, living from meal to meal.

Five years prior, on a certain night, after the food he had painstakingly stolen was snatched by other hoodlums, he impulsively charged forward to fight. Outnumbered, he was severely injured by the thugs and eventually succumbed to his wounds.

When he arrived, his body was sallow and malnourished, his clothes were dirty, and he didn't even have a basic place to live. He was truly miserable!

To escape his predicament, it took him a full three months of using any means necessary to secure basic shelter and the ability to eat and stay warm. After that came four years of cultivation, picking up the martial arts he had practiced in his previous life.

This world differed significantly from Earth, especially in terms of physical fitness. Not to mention the monsters in the New World, various strange and powerful races, and the systematically trained Navy powerhouses, even the physical fitness of ordinary people couldn't compare.

Chou Xiao Chi spent a full fifteen years on Earth to master martial arts like the Eagle Claw Technique and Golden Bell Shield. And that was with him having trained since childhood. In this world, it only took him four years to recover to his previous life's skill level!

Ordinary swords and blades couldn't even wound him anymore. However, bullets—regardless of the gun they came from—were something he still couldn't withstand. If he took a shot to a vital spot, he would still die.

After more than four years, he joined the Mafia.

It wasn't that he admired or had any particular fondness for such organizations. It was simply to fulfill the original host's dying wish.

Having suffered endless bullying and hardship, the young Carlos saw men in sharp suits, armed with guns and swords, swaggering and acting invincible in front of thugs. The thugs would bow and tremble in fear. To avoid being bullied, becoming a member of the Mafia had become his dream!

After becoming a Mafia member, he rose through the ranks from the lowest-tier peripheral members, thanks to his superb fighting skills and ruthless, cunning methods. In just half a year, he became a small boss, managing fifty subordinates.

On this Iron Island, he was considered a significant figure, having surpassed the host's original dream!

Only now did he perfectly and completely control this body, becoming the all-new Lucifer Carlos!

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