Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Nighttime in New Delhi is not tranquil, but after a day of wandering, the children’s tired bodies easily lull them into dreams, irrespective of the surrounding unrest.

In the luxurious room, Rahal lay quietly on the bed, already deep in slumber, while Wen Yu simply held a wine glass, standing by the window, observing the seemingly peaceful scene below which was fraught with hidden dangers.

This place is not the Noida Hotel, but rather a luxury hotel established by an ordinary underground force in India.

In other words, this place cannot prevent the prying eyes of certain individuals.

During the day while shopping with Rahal, Wen Yu did not intentionally hide his presence—everything that was meant to be seen was naturally seen.

Thus, the actions concealed in the night did not surprise Wen Yu.

Looking below at the so-called ”secret operations,” which were full of flaws in Wen Yu’s eyes, Wen Yu gently raised a corner of his mouth.

Two dim purple lights flashed and vanished behind him, followed by two indistinct shadows concealed within the darkness.

Wen Yu does not wish to cause trouble, but Wen Yu also does not fear trouble, so tonight, the extent of damage caused to New Delhi and the death toll among various forces entirely depend on these people’s desire for Rahal... and Cyclops and Star’s mood.

After setting down the wine glass, Wen Yu waved his hand to lay another layer of Pitch-dark Screen within the room, then directly walked to Rahal’s side.

The sleeping child’s mouth held a glistening trail of drool, and the faint whispers of his dreams were imperceptible; seeing this scene, Wen Yu smiled slightly, then stretched out his right hand to slowly cover Rahal’s head.

Dream Shaping activated...

As Dominator says, human words are often laden with lies, but memories generally do not err.

Even though there remains soft spots in Wen Yu’s heart, even with a fondness for lively and adorable children, even harboring goodwill towards Rahal, these are all illusory before interests!

Wen Yu simply must know what Rahal’s abilities truly are!

...

Harlar’s memories clearly unfurled in front of Wen Yu—watching other people’s private memories through Dream Shaping is vastly different from Dominator’s Soul Search.

Or perhaps, the endurance capacity for others’ memories between Wen Yu and Dominator is worlds apart.

When Dominator searched Wen Yu’s soul initially, she could view Wen Yu’s entire life within a short period, but Wen Yu was different; Dream Shaping allows him to sift through others’ memories akin to watching a movie—a process of ”watching” inevitably exists, though in the presence of Wen Yu’s immense Soul Power, even if the movie fast-forwards rapidly, Wen Yu can still capture detailed information he desires.

Nevertheless, it still requires time, with roughly a day’s memory correlating to one minute in the real world.

This is a fundamental reason why Wen Yu did not meticulously examine Dirang’s memories—anxious for the task at hand, Wen Yu was entirely uninterested in events related to Dirang, only wanting to quickly locate Rahal.

But now…

Wen Yu has ample time to savor the magical stories surrounding Rahal.

Even if many malevolent individuals linger outside.

...

The scene swiftly transformed under Wen Yu’s will, quickly skirting past Rahal’s tale before the apocalypse.

In summary, it’s a tale of a child orphaned at a young age, then fostered at an orphanage, with no oppression or abuse happening, yet the life in the orphanage was indeed far from pleasant.

A childhood barely meeting passing standards.

Growing up in such a living environment, Rahal naturally became an ordinary child—pure-hearted and kind, but without any particularly prominent traits.

Without the apocalypse, Rahal was destined to fade into the crowd.

Memories quickly swept to the timeframe when the apocalypse hit.

Far denser in population than Cathay, India suffered incomparably massive blows when the apocalypse struck first; Wen Yu watched Rahal’s memory, the orphanage’s collapse, blood everywhere, zombies howling, mournful cries all over, faced with all this, young Rahal could only hide trembling in the orphanage’s storeroom.

Until Rahal was utterly exhausted, a stream of sunlight finally emerged before him.

”Dirang, there’s a kid here.”

”Let me see!”

In memory, two warm large hands gently embraced Rahal’s tiny frame.

”You’ve worked hard... Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Then the vision turned black—prolonged hunger coupled with sudden hope made Rahal faint.

Seeing this, Wen Yu couldn’t help but smile knowingly, this Dirang was indeed quite an interesting fellow…

Memory continued to emerge, Rahal rescued by Dirang, barely surviving under Dirang’s protection in the brutal apocalypse—right, barely surviving, at that time Dirang held no semblance of sequence, weak in power, though his conduct was decent, character alone was insufficient to let Dirang survive comfortably dragging along family and friends amid the apocalypse.

Humans, zombies, mutant beasts.

Enemies everywhere, through Rahal’s memories, Wen Yu vividly sensed the despair and survival hardships Rahal faced then—this too is considered a side effect of spying on memories; others’ memories flooding one’s mind, if not mentally steadfast, could easily be influenced by these foreign memories, drastically altering one’s persona.

This harshness and life’s malice finally changed at a certain moment.

...

Seeing the silver-white vortex suddenly appearing in Rahal’s room, Wen Yu was instantly filled with myriad emotions.

As for how children might gain powerful force in the apocalypse, the answer is only one, luck.

After sighing, Wen Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, wasn’t he too just a fortunate guy? Come to think of it, every super expert that rises from obscurity, regardless of who, is a lucky bastard, there’s no exception to this!

Including Wen Yu, including Tang Haofei!

Playing in the room, Rahal had no understanding of what the treasure land entailed, merely felt the silver-white vortex constantly flickering to be exceptionally intriguing.

Just like a child spotting a toy he adored, Rahal didn’t think much about it, directly touching the entrance of the treasure land.

Then, with a flash of transmitted light, within the treasure land, a box radiating golden light stood strikingly.

Watching Rahal, fingers curled, cluelessly walk to the sole item in the treasure land, picking up the profession-change scroll inside shimmering with radiant colors, Wen Yu slowly closed his eyes, mentally focused like never before.

As if crumpling a piece of paper, Rahal crushed the scroll, a prompt chimed in Rahal’s mind, concurrently perceived by Wen Yu.

”Ding, congratulations host on successful profession change, current profession: Star God!”