I Have a Friend

Gawain's conversation with the two Western Continent investigators was naturally heard and seen in full by Wenren Sheng.

He stood before the airship window, watching the white clouds drift by as countless thoughts ran through his mind.

Gawain did not seem to be lying. Perhaps he truly had received some sort of revelation.

After all, this was a world rife with mysterious factors. Some Ordinary People could encounter strange opportunities too, though ninety percent of the outcomes were tragedies.

Take Gawain, for example. He could have happily lived another ten years, but now he had learned of a hopeless future in advance. Like a patient whom a Doctor had sentenced to a terminal illness, he could only watch the countdown to his death draw closer step by step.

Was that not a tragedy for him?

Yet there was another way to look at it: since he had learned of that hopeless future in advance, perhaps there was still hope of breaking free from it.

At that moment, Lina suddenly spoke. "Um, Gawain, is it all right if I call you that?"

"Whatever." Gawain lay back down on the sofa, showing no concern for his image.

"Um, when and where did you receive this revelation?"

"In a dream. That day, I got a year-end bonus of 250,000. I flew to Miken for fun, drank a lot in one of its cities, and then had a long dream. I dreamed of a massive Fierce Tiger Colossus. Its servant was the one who told me," Gawain said openly as he turned over.

Wenren Sheng's expression turned strange when he heard this.

He had thought he was about to hear some earth-shattering secret or cosmic mystery, only to discover that the source was himself? No wonder Gawain could give such a precise time frame