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Night fell, and candlelight illuminated the room. Bai Mo sat on the bed, a book in his hand, with Bawan Xi lying beside him and Melusine resting her head on his lap. The scene was somewhat warm and cozy. As Bai Mo closed the book, soft breathing could be heard from both of them.

"Looks like she's asleep."

He quickly placed a pillow under Melusine's head Bai Mo disappeared from the room. He went to a place that resembled a Magecraft workshop, put away the books, the only one in his hand being a history book.

"Is Bavan Shi asleep?"

Inside the room, Morgan, who was brewing some kind of potion, asked, and Bai Mo nodded, her tone tinged with helplessness. "She's asleep. She quite liked the stories I told her; hopefully, she absorbed some of them."

Bai Mo some of the historical allusions to the two of them in the form of stories. He had initially intended to tell them to Bawan Xi, but Melusine joined them along the way.

Because both of them had terrible mindsets, neither Aurora nor Morgan were good at educating people, especially Bawan Sheehan, who had been driven somewhat mentally unstable by Morgan and the Britain environment.

That won't do. Bavan Morgan is definitely going to be taken there, so we have to take this opportunity to correct her behavior. The same goes for Melusine. Although he won't make any excessive demands on her, he still hopes to change her sense of right and wrong, so that she doesn't act solely according to other people's ideas.

If Melusine can refuse unreasonable requests, regardless of who the person is, including herself, then she has succeeded.

Fortunately, they didn't mind the nighttime reading session. After all, the development of culture in the Fairy Britain was quite worrying, and spiritual culture is a precious asset of a civilization and an important guide for cultivating correct values.

Clearly, such a thing cannot be born on the land of the Fairy Britain.

We selected some stories from the Strategies of the Warring States and Zhuangzi as reading material for our nighttime reading, along with some mythological tales. Fortunately, they were able to listen to it.

"Your parenting methods are truly appalling. The way Bavanshi is belies her; calling her twisted wouldn't be an exaggeration."

"... You know I'm usually quite busy, but I never expected you to have such abilities. It was a mistake of mine to see you as just a pure warrior or fighter. Perhaps you have the talent to be an excellent father."

Morgan said with a subtle smile, while Bai Mo waved his hand and shoved the book in his hand onto the bookshelf next to Morgan.

"This is your job. Bawan Shina admires you a lot; you should spend some of your time with her."

Hearing Bai Mo's words, Morgan's eyes dimmed slightly. She nodded and said, "I will when I have time."

After speaking, she continued to prepare potions and other ingredients, several mirror-like Magecraft artifacts emitting a faint glow on her experimental table. Bai Mo sat cross-legged to the side, mentally connecting with the people in the space.

"Back in Orkney, that thing seemed capable of absorbing the Magnetic Field Power of others; there weren't many people skilled in that."

"Not just few, but almost none." Oga pondered, realizing he had rarely seen a method like this that could directly extract the opponent's Magnetic Field Power.

"This method is somewhat similar to the Dead Soul Worm that Sea Tiger created during the Ultimate War." Bai Wunan looked thoughtful. Although this thing was incomparable to the Ultimate level products, the idea was somewhat similar.

"Tsk." Mentioned, a man who rarely spoke in the Martial God Space also made a sound. He had seen the memories of the Ultimate period and saw that... almost insane guy.

"Who knows which crazy scientist came up with this thing again, creating something so outrageous. This must be something those guys made when the world becomes a wasteland, right?"

The man lying on the beach chair took off his sunglasses. Although he felt a strange sense of familiarity with this power-drawing device, in Sea Tiger's era, apart from Blue Dream, most of the others were unwilling to do such strange things.

Therefore, it was considered to be a ghost from the Martial God Era.

"No, it's from Sea Tiger's era," Bai Mo thought to himself. "To be precise, it was the second year after you traveled the world, Sea Tiger. Do you remember? That place called Lun City."

Who would remember such a small place?

"Forgot? That shouldn't be the case. You also received a message from the late Mizuki Hitomi, instructing you to destroy that place completely."

Mentioning Mizuki Hitomi instantly triggered a flood of memories in Sea Tiger's mind.

"... Is it that fat guy named Lun Rang?"

"Yeah, didn't you even trick him into that machine to extract..."

"Stop, that's enough." Sea Tiger coughed twice to ease the awkwardness. After all, he didn't know what had gotten into him, actually believing that fat man and entering the Dawn of the Apocalypse to have his power drained.

But thinking about it, the thing that Lun Rang created back then does have some similarities to the Dead Soul Worm.

The system's structure requires individuals to possess intelligence. Although the selection criteria are unclear, that ugly, fat man seems to meet the standard, being able to create those advanced things.

Upon hearing about Little Hitomi's situation, Oga broke his silence:

"How did Little Hitomi communicate with you back then? Sea Tiger, are you sure you didn't have a mental breakdown at that time?"

"I've gone schizophrenic, and you're the culprit."

Sea Tiger cursed irritably, recalling the guy. Seeing his silence, the others were puzzled. Could such an unknown nobody really be comparable to someone like Landao Tianwu?

"Lun Rang for strength, that guy is just average. He's studied the moves of a few of us. That 'Dawn of the Apocalypse' that can absorb power is indeed very advanced."

Moreover, at that time... Little Hitomi's prophecy told me that this guy was dangerous, more terrifying than Blue Dream and Oga, and might even influence our son's future rule."

Hearing this, the powerful figures were somewhat surprised, especially Bai Cinan.

"Hey, Dad, you should have left him to me. You have no idea how boring my future reign will be."

"I think it was Sea Tiger went through a mental breakdown back then," Oga said irritably, then turned to Bai Mo and asked, "Bai Mo, you seem to know this guy quite well?"

"Hmm... If I had to say, he's related to you by blood. He's also a child left behind by Landao Tianwu. Think about it carefully, you should be able to recall that he once challenged you, but you spared his life in the end."

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.

Even Landao Tianwu was stunned.

"Wait? He's the old man's bloodline? No, then why don't we know?"

Dongni was somewhat confused and frustrated, while Bai Mo shrugged and said to him, "It was an unintentional act. Landao Tianwu himself didn't even know there was such a child. Master Oga, you must have sensed something at the time, right?"

After Bai Mo mentioned it, Oga did recall that he had also sensed something when Lun Rang death. But his other focus was different, especially on Dongni.

"An unintentional act?" Dongni drew out the word, then seemed to laugh in exasperation.

"You mean, this old guy warns us every day to avoid love, but he can't control himself?"

"... right."

The bloodline inheritance among the strong is terrifying. Wild strong people are very rare. Landao Tianwu couldn't possibly be unaware of this. If he were to spread his seed everywhere, there's no guarantee that a powerful person who could influence the world would emerge.

"Damn it, did I overestimate our father back then?"

While Bai Mo was discussing this, underground in Britain, someone sneezed. His large, round nose made even his sneeze sound very deep.

"Strange, who's talking about me? Hey, what are you thinking? I've hidden myself so perfectly, how could anyone in this world possibly know me? Maybe it's that good-for-nothing Beryl."