People Are Worse Than Dogs × Eye of Truth

A man sat in the carriage, wearing a golden, glazed crown that reached to the heavens, Great Sun on his back, and a robe imprinted with the sun, moon, and stars, reflecting the heavens. It spun slowly, seemingly encompassing the entire universe. One glance... and his name was Ribery; Garcia felt dizzy and unsteady...

"Gurgle..." The Sun Chariot rolled by, accompanied by flowing golden light. With a flap of its wings, a three-legged Gilded Bird, like a cloud hanging from the sky, let out a clear and melodious cry.

The face of the person sitting in the Sun Chariot was obscured by the sunlight and misty air, making it difficult to see clearly. He merely glanced at Ribery Garcia with a sidelong tilt of his head. Garcia's knees buckled, and several spurts of blood gushed from his mouth, nose, and ears. He then collapsed, as thin as a sheet of paper...

"You..." The man stared at Roy in horror, his hand falling limply. The three playing cards Roy had casually picked out scattered like cherry blossoms, carrying with them the remaining Nen Qi, and covered him...

In that instant, Ribery Garcia felt his body become so light, so light that he couldn't feel any weight, so light that he floated up. Until he looked down and saw himself lying on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, yet his soul was unknowingly flying!

He said, somewhat bewildered...

So, "Am I dead?"

"Not yet, but... it'll be soon..." Roy watched as Ribery Garcia suddenly coughed up blood, collapsed, and began to convulse, his soul starting to separate. Lost in thought, he sensed the rapidly deepening karmic connection between them, and fell silent. Indeed, the words of charlatans are never to be trusted, especially those claiming there's no risk... If this guy really dies because of him, then as the one who passively killed him, he would inevitably bear the burden of dying because of him, stealing credit from the Church, and the resentment and jealousy of the powerful figures behind the Garcia Family...

However,

How dare a Abandoned People kill a noble lord?

This is a provocation against authority, a disgrace to the Church, and a loss of face for the divine!

Absolutely unforgivable!

Even so, this so-called noble lord is a "God-Slayer" who betrayed his own class and committed a grave crime!

"Hehehe... Hahaha..."

"Death is good... death is good..." Ribery Garcia, after a few seconds of stunned silence, began to laugh wildly. Even though the laughter was somewhat difficult, and blood even welled up in his eyes, his soul seemed to drift faster and faster, but he didn't care. He only felt... comfortable, relieved... as if he had been freed from the moon... "Cough... cough... the divination five days ago told me... hope is here... now,"

Ribery; Garcia, clinging to his last breath, stared intently at Roy with his bloodshot eyes, saying, "You... you're the variable... you are..."

"Hooped," the man mumbled, but before he could finish speaking, his head lolled to the side and he collapsed into a pool of blood...

With a whoosh, a gust of wind blew by, Ribery Garcia's soul, as if receiving some signal, quickly ascended to heaven.

In the vast, towering forest, only Roy remained, looking down at him without uttering a word.

What is "risk," and what is "reward"? In the world of Nen Ability, insufficient "information" ultimately prevents reckless actions... The Sun-Earring Boy's waist-length silver hair swayed in the wind. He was secretly alert, and then extended a hand, imbued with a gentle layer of Nen Qi, and gestured towards the sky...[Magnetism; Attraction]...

"Buzz!" Ribery Garcia, who was about to disappear, paused in the graveyard, suddenly felt his body sink, and with another glance, "whoosh," he fell back down, forcibly pressed back into his body by Roy's large hand formed by "Nen Qi"!

"Buzz"—another invisible buzzing sound, the soul trembling and merging with the body. Ribery Garcia could finally feel his own body. His eyes, streaming with bloody tears, slowly opened, and he looked at Roy with difficulty, asking, "Why did you save me?"

The Sun-Earring Boy calmly glanced at him. "I advise you to keep quiet."

[The Sumeru Mustard Seed] appears.

Roy's hand glowed with an eerie light. He gently flicked it towards Ribery Garcia, and the light intensified, suddenly splitting open a gash. Before Ribery Garcia's horrified eyes, Roy "swallowed" him whole.

Just before disappearing, the man heard the Sun-Earring Boy say softly, "Get some sleep. When you wake up, you can find a rock and smash your head against it to your death without me asking any questions. Just... don't die by my hand..."

"Why?"

"No reason," Roy retracted his hand from the graveyard, sewing the spatial rift shut again, "It's just that I simply don't like owing people..." "So... you really are different from the other gods..." Youyou last words of Ribery Garcia echoed in Roy's mind.

The Sun-Earring Boy put away the [Sumeru Mustard Seed], stood silently for a long time, and said self-deprecatingly, "Gods aren't that weak."

"So weak that it can't even dispel a small Curse..."

The man then lifted his feet and slowly walked towards Old Mark and Lady Nora, whose body had been half-eaten and who was now just a skeleton. Along the way, he conjured a few yellow chrysanthemums from his own garden and gently placed them in front of the two of them.

"The chrysanthemums I picked from my own garden are not 'dirty,' please don't mind."

"As for your granddaughter," Roy said, flipping his hand to retrieve a leather flask from the [Sumeru Mustard Seed], burying it alongside the remains of Old Mark and Lady Nora, he took a deep breath and said, "I've brought her as well."

"May you all be reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and suffer less sorrow in your next life..."

"Thank you, thank you..." A gentle voice seemed to echo in my heart.

Roy paused slightly, then placed his hand on his chest. Looking up again, he seemed to see a family of three in his hazy vision: an old man on each side, leading a girl... They bowed to him and said, "If there really is an afterlife, we won't be human again."

Then, merging into the hazy sunlight, it completely vanished...

Roy just stared quietly ahead, remaining silent for a very long time...

He suddenly understood why he saw so many tombstones in his great-grandfather's Dream Domain; perhaps...

For the owners of those tombstones, a failed rebellion was less satisfying than martyrdom!

The Youyou forest stretches out before you at this moment...

Roy raised his head for a moment, caught a ray of sunlight, sniffed it, and then looked up at Bandle City Bandle City, built on the edge of the forest next to the human kingdom, and the scattered, crooked Shantytown surrounding it. He rubbed his index finger and thumb together, crushing the ray of sunlight, and at the same time, he began to Transformation from head to toe, including his clothes and shoes...

In the blink of an eye, through [Deception], Transformation into Andrew Cooper, rapidly heading towards Bandle City... As he drew closer... the trees thinned... vast plains were revealed before him... the view opened up... Roy had read in the Strategy Guide given to him by his father Silva, that the Uzuki Forest was vast enough to encompass all kinds of terrain; scenes like this, where plains suddenly appeared in the middle of a forest, were not uncommon, known locally as "Oasis," Oasis where crops were cultivated and humans were sustained...

Ironically,

The "Oasis," seemingly nurturing "humans," is actually indirectly providing "food" for the Magic Beast, after all...

Whether it's an "Oasis" or other terrain features such as "swamps" or "great rivers," they are still within the scope of the Uzuki Forest, dominated by "Magic Beast" and "Calamity," and even the "gods" cannot intervene.

"Lu Province..." Roy rose and fell with each step, disappearing into the light. His figure flashed... flashed... flashed, and finally, after about five minutes, he saw signs of life, saw fertile fields, and also saw a dilapidated and muddy Shantytown not far away, with uneven buildings of varying heights and no order whatsoever...

He stopped at the opportune moment, found a secluded corner, and stepped out of the sunlight. A whiff of the pungent stench of excrement mixed with mud filled his Shantytown. He could hear vendors hawking their wares, beggars pleading, children playing, and cattle, horses, and mules neighing and cursing amidst the cracks of whips. For a moment, a strange feeling arose within him...

It's like suddenly falling from the modern world into the barbaric and outdated Middle Ages!

It gave him a strong sense of "turning back the clock of history"!

It was completely contrary to his imagination of a Dark Continent filled with strange and mysterious creatures...

The Sun-Earring Boy frowned, suppressing the absurdity and disappointment welling up inside him as he looked up. He straightened his clothes slightly and stepped into the Shantytown...

The shouts and calls gradually became clearer in my ears.

"Want some mushrooms? I picked them today, they're fresh..."

"Want a child? Selling children! The older one is two silver coins, the younger one is one..."

"Hey? Boss, how much is your dog?"

"Five silver coins for the male, three for the female..."

"You black market dealer! How come you're selling things for more than a person? I ask you, dogs can eat shit, can people? Make it cheaper? Otherwise... I'll report you to the Security Corps!" "I..."

bustling,

A cacophony of noise...

As soon as Roy entered, he heard the chatter around him and noticed that everyone—merchants, laborers, farmers, servants—was emaciated, their clothes patched, and they were haggling and arguing heatedly over the smallest things.

Adding to the lingering stench of urine and animal excrement, the smell seemed to intensify, even assaulting his nostrils. The Sun-Earring Boy held his breath, a strange mix of sadness and anger washing over him.

"The Dark Continent shouldn't be like this,"

"It clearly has much more land and far more abundant resources than the Lake Center Island,"

"Yet, it presents itself as a scene of utter poverty, filth, and mud..."

Even though Roy had learned some information beforehand from the Undead of Old Mark and Lady Nora, and had prepared himself mentally, after witnessing everything before his eyes, Roy understood where the problem lay.

[god],

Or those "privileged classes" who set the "rules" around [God]!

They divided people into different classes, solidifying social hierarchies and blocking upward mobility for those at the bottom. They also monopolized "Nen Qi" as a resource, further eliminating any possibility that ordinary people should have had to advance to the [Transcendent] level.

They don't treat people like human beings, but rather like consumables, concentrating resources and wealth on their own enjoyment... As a result, despite being Dark Continent with countless resources, it is even more backward than Lake Center Island, with only a few scattered lights and the buzzing sound of a few dilapidated motorcycle engines... This made Roy miss the world of Demon Slayer.

At least in the Demon Slayer world, Demon only act at night, but in the Shantytown below, in the nearby Bandle City, and in the Human Empire behind Bandle City, there are "Demon" who walk freely in the sunlight day and night, devouring people with ruthless lust!

Roy gently touched the "Curse" hidden by [Deception] on the back of his hand, took a deep breath, and realized that he was now among those being "eaten".

The Sun-Earring Boy snapped out of his daze, glanced coldly at the slave traders selling children nearby, then lifted his foot and stepped onto the muddy road. "Splash!" Dirty cement splattered onto his trousers, casting a shadow over his heart.

He walked and observed, a faint red light flickering in his eyes—the [Eye of Truth], which he hadn't unleashed in a long time and which could see through all illusions and falsehoods.

Perhaps it was because his physical condition had improved, and his understanding of "Nen" had deepened, but these eyes, inspired by Tanjuro and drawing inspiration from the [Transparent World], had, with a casual, unintentional glance, subtly enhanced his ocular power, to the point that...

Roy could vaguely see a person's current state through his naked eye, including their "Blood Qi" and "Nen Qi"...

"The shirtless man pulling the cart has a constitution of approximately 0.3 (note: the average person's is 1), his Aura Nodes are not yet open, and the Nen Qi emanating from his crown is weak, making him an untapped Nen user..."

"The woman selling mushrooms and wrapping her hair has a constitution of about 0.4 (note: an average person's is 1), her Aura Nodes are not yet open, and her Nen Qi is very weak. She also cannot become Nen user. If she were on the Lake Center Island, her rating would be around 0.4F (note: an average person's is F, a newly opened Aura Nodes Nen user is E). The child rummaging through the trash has a constitution of about 0.1 (note: an average person's is 1), his Aura Nodes are not yet open, and his Nen Qi is so weak it's almost invisible. He's in an extremely weak state, clearly starving, and... he's coming over..."

Roy stopped in his tracks, his eyes sweeping over the scene. A emaciated little beggar, starving and disoriented, stumbled headlong into him, only to be thrown to the ground by the force of the impact...

He clutched his head, then looked up blankly. He vaguely saw Roy's face, and a shiver ran through him. He froze, terrified. Several other children nearby took off running, screaming, "Run! Andrew's back..." In an instant...

The central street of the Shantytown was utterly silent!

The uncle pulling the cart, the aunt selling mushrooms, and even the child slave traders—all their voices noticeably softened. They all turned to look at him, and as his gaze swept over them, they quickly lowered their heads again. The cart puller pulled his cart, the mushroom seller rolled up her mushrooms and tossed them aside... They treated him like a plague!

Clearly, the fear had reached such a level that it could stop a child from crying at night!

"Hey," a faint mutter escaped the slave trader's lips, "the 4K Party is so glamorous..." Roy, unmoved by the many gazes, remained calm.

Suddenly, he heard someone call out behind him, "Andrew, the Knight is looking for you."

The Sun-Earring Boy nodded slightly, walked past the terrified little beggar, and silently added a sentence in his mind, "The Nen Qi is weak, but resilient. With careful guidance, perhaps we can try to open the Aura Nodes..."