Anubis's muffled groan left Silas at a loss for words, and he was completely frightened.
Silas thought blankly,
"I don't think I said anything wrong?"
"My dear Kebejiete, how did you end up with such a fool?"①
Anubis sighed softly with both helplessness and emotion.
“Father, this isn’t the first time I’ve reincarnated, so it’s normal that he doesn’t remember my real name, but at least he remembered my name this time.
According to the bet, shouldn't you let us be together?"
Lori smiled at Anubis, who was acting like an old father who couldn't keep his daughter away, and said playfully with her hands on her hips.
"Wait, wait, I don't understand."
Silas heard the conversation between Lori and Anubis in front of him and was completely confused.
"Two and a half million years ago, primitive low-level creatures such as humans began to move around on Earth.
But gods had already appeared before this.
The first generation of gods acted arbitrarily, were hostile to each other and killed each other.
In order to snatch believers, the gods launched a series of large-scale wars among themselves.
The war continued until the arrival of the foreign Old Ones. "
Anubis began to recall the long history and slowly revealed the mystery to Silas.
"In order to pass on the flame of civilization and power, I sent my descendants - the werewolf clan - into the world.
The werewolf tribe is led by my beloved only daughter, Kebejiet."
"That is the lovely Miss Lori."
Anubis glared at Lori who interrupted him fiercely. Lori shrank her head when she saw Anubis's look.
"The unworthy Kabejete encountered a conspiracy against the werewolf clan in the human world and was seriously injured. So I took advantage of the underworld, which had not yet been destroyed, and put Kabejete into reincarnation again and again, hoping to wash away the vicious curse on her.
And the Lori you met is one of the reincarnations of Kebejete."
"But does this have anything to do with me directly? And what about the second chance that Lord Anubis mentioned earlier?"
Silas knelt on one knee on the ground, not daring to look up, but only lowered his head and humbly asked Anubis sitting on the throne.
"Silas, you couldn't remember her real name in your last life, and you can't remember her real name in this life either."
Anubis exhaled a stream of air from his nose and snorted.
"In the previous life?"
“Lori, made the same choice as her mother.
Do you think this is a coincidence
From beginning to end, I just put your two souls into new bodies, but you still can't remember it.
Silas, you disappoint me."
"...Silas was terrified to receive the grace of the Master, but he could not figure out why he was on the same path, and what exactly was the curse that the Master mentioned
Silas didn’t understand.”
"Go explore the Temple of the Dead. There are all the answers you want to know."
Anubis pointed to a mountain in the distance. On the towering mountain stood a palace covered by clouds.
That is the Temple of the Dead, the temple that hides the lost Black Scripture of the Dead and the Golden Scripture of the Sun.
“Kabejete will take you.
Get out of my sight before I regret it."
Anubis said, holding his head with one hand and sitting crookedly on the throne.
Kebejete maintained the appearance of Lori that Silas was familiar with, held Silas' hand, and both of their souls flew out of the temple where Anubis was.
“Amit, are you satisfied with this?”
Anubis looked into the void and spoke softly.
"He is innocent, why bother persisting?"
Amit's voice responded from the void.
"I hope so."
——
"Bang it up."
"Please wait a moment."
Joe Butran adjusted the suit he had just put on and responded.
He walked to the door and turned the doorknob, but the person standing behind the door was an unexpected visitor.
"Sif, why are you here?"
Sif outside the door was wearing a light yellow long skirt today, and the Shoushan stone-like color set off Sif's fair neck.
The edge of the skirt is trimmed with a circle of light purple tulle, and there is a pink and blue bow at the neckline.
The mountains looming under the bow can easily catch people's attention and remind people of some exciting pictures.
Sif put some rouge on her face, making her already fragile face look rosy.
A touch of gentle and natural bean paste-colored lipstick applied on the plump lips is both elegant and attractive.
Sif shyly handed the small package in her hand to Jobtran, and said softly and tenderly,
“I heard from Professor Robert that you were ill, so I came to see you.
This is the carbamazepine that Professor Robert asked me to bring you."
Jobtran, who had always been unromantic, scratched his head, took the small package handed over by Sif with both hands, and threw it casually on the bed.
"Thank you for making a special trip."
"Is Mr. Jobtran going out?"
The careful Sif noticed that Jobtran was wearing a suit and asked curiously.
"Um, yes, I was planning to invite you in for a chat, but I've been sleeping all day, and I feel like mushrooms will grow on my body if I stay indoors any longer, so, Ms. Sif, would you like to come with me?"
Joe Butron said with a slight exaggeration.
"My pleasure."
Sif blushed and stretched out her right hand wearing a glove woven from light silk.
The two seemed to have returned to the time before those accidents, and both sides were polite.
Jobtran walked out the door, gently grasped the first two knuckles of Sif's right hand, and led Sif out.
"Where are you going?"
"I don't know. The Cyclops is only this big. We've been to all the adventurous places."
The two walked aimlessly and finally reached the deck.
A flock of white-feathered, yellow-beaked gulls seemed to be floating over the sea, chasing the Cyclopes.
They flap their white wings, aim at their target and dive straight into the sea. If they are lucky, the seagulls will pick up a fat sardine in their mouths as food.
"Mr. Jobtran, you are not an archaeology student, are you?"
Sif leaned on Jobutran's shoulder and asked while thinking about Jobutran's performance in the past few days.
Jobtran smiled slightly and put his finger on Sif's lips.
"Knowing too much about me is not a good thing, just like knowledge on the mysterious side."
Hearing this, Sif felt a little annoyed. She opened her little mouth and bit Jobtran's index finger.
"You dragged me into trouble without saying a word and kept it secret from me.
Haha, a man's mouth is full of lies. "
Of course, Sif didn't bite too hard, she just left a circle of teeth marks on Jobtran's index finger, which looked like a ring.
Joe Butran did not blame him out loud. This little pain was not unbearable for him. He just frowned and said mischievously,
"Would you like Professor Robert to give you some rabies vaccine?"
"Do you believe I will bite you again?"
Sif rolled her eyes and said unhappily.
"Honestly, I'm sorry."
Joe Butran clenched his hands, leaned forward against the fence and said.
The sea breeze ruffled his silver-gray hair, accompanied by the caw of seagulls.
"When you boarded this ship, you were already in the chess game, and I was the king who pushed you to the front line."
Joe Butran looked at the endless horizon and said with a little sadness.
He had slept for a whole night since his sudden epileptic seizure, and a lot of short, hard stubble had grown on his chin.
Sif looked at Jobtran's profile at this moment and recalled the scene when she first met him on the deck.
This mature man is always so mysterious and so vicissitudes of life.
"I accept your apology, and I forgive you."
Sif shook her head and said while biting her red lips.
After saying that, Sif kissed Jobtran's face, which looked as if it was carved out by a knife, and left Jobtran standing there in shock.
Sif whimpered and jogged off with a red face.
"Wait. Wait for me."
After Joe Butran realized what was happening, he chased after him.
A dramatic chase took place on the deck of the Cyclopes.
Others looked at her with envy, but Sif didn't care.
——
"Anything else on your mind?"
With disheveled hair, Sif lay on her side next to Jobtran and hugged the mysterious man from Jobtran's right side.
"Well, I have been thinking about a problem. This problem has been entangled in my mind for a long, long time."
Joe Butran replied a little tiredly.
Sif touched Jobtran's stubbled chin.
"Tell me about it."
"Okay, try to close your eyes and imagine that there is a door in front of you, a very important door, but a door that no one can open.
Behind the door may be the greatest wealth in the world, the most profound knowledge in the world, or the essence of the world. These are the things that people want most. "
"Well, then what?"
“You don’t know where the key is, what the key looks like, or what its characteristics are, but you know that this door will not be opened until decades later by someone who holds the key.
what will you do?"
"Find this person."
"Here comes the key question, what if this person is still a baby now?"
As soon as Jobtran finished speaking, he felt a splitting headache; he could not bear the pain as if his head was about to explode, so he curled up his body, held his head with both hands, and roared silently with a flushed face.
Countless beings among the stars cast gazes at him, and countless voices sounded in his mind.
This was a warning from Umr, warning Jobtran to stop talking.
"How are you?"
Sif patted Jobtran's back gently with concern, stood up, went to the bathroom naked and wet a towel with water.
"Wipe your face. Calm down."
Sif gently wiped Jobtran's face with the towel in her hand.
After a struggle, Jobtran finally regained his composure.
He was already covered in cold sweat, and his body was as wet as seaweed that had been fished out of the water.
“I’m sorry, I can’t go on.
I can’t.”
Joe Butran opened his bloodshot eyes tiredly and spoke hoarsely.
"You can't tell, but I can."
Sif said playfully as she gently drew circles on Jobtran's chest with her fingers.
“If this door is really that important, the key to open it must not be an ordinary entity.
I think you have guessed what I am going to say next, right?"
Sif guided Jobtran's thinking and solved the problem that he had been unable to figure out.
"Knowledge!"
After figuring this out, Jobtran seemed to understand why Umr didn't let him continue to reveal it.
Because only babies have endless possibilities. During the process of growing up, various living environments and education from their original families will lead to different consequences.
This is also the reason why the Yellow Group only secretly sent people to monitor the Einstar family but did not take direct action against them!
Although it is impossible to guess what contribution Albert Einstar will make to society in the future, he will be a person who changes history.
The knowledge in his little head now is the key to changing the world.
Whether what is behind the door is Pandora's box or King Solomon's treasure can only be judged by future generations.
"Hahahaha! No wonder no one can find it, hahahaha!"
Jobtran laughed cheerfully, and at this moment he laughed like a child.
"It seems you are my lucky star."
After saying that, Joe Butran kissed those tempting red lips hard.
——
"Kaka! Grandma!"
"Okay, okay, I'm coming. Are you hungry so soon?"
Veronica wiped her hands with a rag. Not far from little Albert were some bottles that had been scalded with hot water.
This was not the first time Veronica fed little Albert.
"Wait for me.
One hundred and twenty milliliters of hot water, two spoons of milk powder, and apple paste."
Veronica turned around and responded to little Albert, who was drooling on the railing, and began to busy herself according to today's recipe.
At this moment, the dark night sky became as bright as day, and little Albert turned his head and looked out the window.
The beings in the Pleiades slowly descended to the earth, but in little Albert's eyes it did not seem like the end of the world.
Little Albert narrowed his eyes and waved towards the light of the Pleiades.
Veronica was so focused on stirring little Albert's milk powder that she didn't notice the strange sight outside the window.
The residents opposite Eugene's mansion had already moved away, and the house opposite was now empty.
A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, and a man in a yellow suit stood in the window opposite.
She bowed to little Albert gracefully and waved in return.
"Ha ha!"
At this moment, the two people, one big and one small, looked more like a pair of old friends greeting each other warmly.
Veronica served the cooked apple paste and said softly to Albert,
"Have you eaten yet?"
Albert did not respond. Instead, he put his little hand into his mouth, smacked it twice, and stared blankly at the empty house outside the window.
Veronica followed little Albert's gaze and looked outside, only to see that the empty house opposite was empty, but the light in the sky still made her feel uneasy.
"Come on, let's eat inside."
Veronica picked up little Albert and walked to the windowless room.
Little Albert finally recovered.
"Kaka, muddleheaded?"
"Oh. Sorry, I forgot to bring it."